"You... deserve to die!"
Tang Qianqiu stared at Bai Zihe, his eyes colder than the polar ice caps, sending a chill to the bone.
"I have been sitting in this wheelchair for many years."
"I intended to..."
"Make my move at the opportune moment, and shock the world in one fell swoop!"
"Never did I expect that today, a mere pup like you would disrupt my plans, forcing me to act prematurely and reveal my strength."
"Then you..."
"Shall taste all the suffering in this world!"
As his words fell,
"Boom!"
A vast, surging aura shot straight towards the heavens.
Inside the auction house, everyone except Bai Zihe and Yao Ke'er was sent tumbling by the colossal wave of energy.
Those who had been eager to witness the spectacle up close turned pale with horror and fled in terror. Only when they were fifty feet away did they nervously look back, their eyes filled with shock.
It was too terrifying.
This was the power of a Grandmaster!
Tang Qianqiu had been lying low for decades, enduring in silence, planning to surprise his enemies.
But Bai Zihe had ruined it...
Now, he was enraged, and what followed would surely be earth-shattering.
Even the usually calm Yao Ke'er showed a hint of solemnity on her face.
Tang Qianqiu was a genuine Grandmaster, backed by the ancient Tang family. If he were to truly unleash his fury...
The outcome was unimaginable.
Everyone's gaze towards Bai Zihe turned complex once more.
He was indeed strong.
However, he had provoked a Grandmaster, currently the apex of martial prowess. His end was destined to be tragic.
"Heh heh..."
Bai Zihe chuckled, his words laced with utter disdain. "Cultivating for decades, and you still talk about lying low to surprise others..."
"Weak is weak."
"Stop making such grand excuses for yourself."
"Why would a true powerhouse need to endure?"
"They should sweep away all obstacles, cleanse the domain, and be invincible under heaven!"
These words sent shockwaves through the world.
Bai Zihe...
He was practically walking into the jaws of death, daring to provoke Tang Qianqiu at this moment.
Didn't he know...
The wrath of a Grandmaster could make heaven and earth weep!
"Hahahahaha—"
Upon hearing this, Tang Qianqiu erupted in laughter born of extreme anger.
"Good!"
"Very good—"
He gazed at Bai Zihe, his eyes reflecting an endless inferno, surging and burning incessantly.
"Since that is the case..."
"Then I shall have the honor of experiencing just how strong you are!"
As his voice faded,
He leaped into the air, his aura like a fierce tiger descending a mountain, carrying the day's tempest towards Bai Zihe.
"Young Master, be careful!"
Yao Ke'er couldn't help but cry out.
Bai Zihe paid no heed, standing still as everyone watched in stunned silence.
"This is..."
"Has he been scared stiff?"
"The sheer pressure of a Grandmaster's aura is enough to make an ordinary martial artist explode."
"It's understandable that he's locked in place by the vital energy."
"He's finished."
The onlookers sighed with regret.
In the blink of an eye,
Tang Qianqiu was before Bai Zihe's face.
"Swish!"
He ruthlessly slammed a palm towards Bai Zihe.
The channeling energy surged like a tide, an unstoppable torrent, stirring up a fierce wind reaching eighty thousand feet, overwhelming and majestic!
"Whoosh."
Just as everyone expected Bai Zihe to meet his end on the spot, he leaned back and, at the last possible second, dodged the attack.
But the wrath of a Grandmaster was not so easily evaded.
Tang Qianqiu, missing his mark, immediately followed up with a descending palm, like the handprint of a great Buddha, covering the sky.
At this moment, even the sky seemed to darken.
"Holy crap!"
"Truly terrifying."
"Grandmasters are not human..."
The spectators outside the immediate vicinity gasped collectively, awestruck.
Bai Zihe's eyes flashed. Just before the giant palm descended, he slipped out of Tang Qianqiu's attack range, narrowly avoiding the blow.
Tang Qianqiu let out a cold snort, like thunder from clear skies, and attacked again.
His fists were like raging dragons emerging from the sea, their wind-generating power overwhelming.
Several times, Bai Zihe found himself in mortal peril, where a single misstep would mean instant death.
Everyone could see it clearly.
Tang Qianqiu was truly worthy of the title Grandmaster.
He completely suppressed Bai Zihe, leaving him no room to retaliate.
Bai Zihe...
He was strong, no doubt, but ultimately too young, no match for Tang Qianqiu.
"This young man... is doomed."
"The gap in power is too vast; he's no match for Tang Qianqiu."
"To be so arrogant and provocative without the strength to back it up, he deserves to be beaten to death on the spot."
"His personality... is fitting for such an end!"
"So... one shouldn't be too boastful, or this will be the consequence."
Witnessing this scene, the crowd outside felt no pity.
Only Yao Ke'er did.
Seeing Bai Zihe repeatedly in danger, she could no longer hold back.
"Patriarch Tang, please stop!"
Yao Ke'er produced a token and anxiously exclaimed, "I am Yao Ke'er from the Pill Pagoda. I implore you, for the sake of this token, spare my junior brother this once!"