Becoming a Saint From the Iron Armor Skill

Outside the Wang Family's forbidden grounds.

The bodies of men in black lay scattered in disarray. Dark red blood flowed from them, gathering in the low points of the bluestone ground to form a sickening pool.

The overwhelming stench of blood was nauseating!

Even for Mao Yong, the City Guard Director, who had experienced countless major clashes and was used to scenes of rivers of blood, the sight was still utterly horrifying!

The Qi Blood Power of powerful Martial Artists was much more potent than an ordinary person's, and the stench of their blood was several times more intense.

The stench emanating from the blood of these twenty or thirty men in black was as potent as that of several hundred ordinary people. How could he not be shocked?

"Are all these people Bone Forger Realm Martial Artists?" Mao Yong exclaimed in shock.

Chen Cheng's expression was indifferent. "I suppose so," he said.

'I suppose so? What kind of answer is that?'

'Twenty to thirty Bone Forger Realm Martial Artists in a Battle Array could rival a Perfect Martial Artist of the Organ Refining Realm. If I had faced these men, I doubt I could have withstood a single move!'

Yet Chen Cheng just gave an incredibly casual, "I suppose so."

Mao Yong could only imagine the brutal slaughter that had just occurred here!

"Wang Tingyu, Wang Tingye, Wang Xiaokui... Are these all second-generation Clan Elders and third-generation experts of the Wang Family?"

After inspecting several of the heads concealed by black cloth masks, Mao Yong felt his scalp go numb. A chill shot down his spine, and the hair on his arms stood on end!

'A major incident has occurred! Chen Cheng has really turned Linji City upside down!'

'This is the Wang Family compound. Why would members of the Wang Family be wearing masks?'

After calming down a little, doubt surfaced in Mao Yong's mind.

Chen Cheng still said nothing. He sidestepped the filth and blood on the ground and strode into the Wang Family's forbidden grounds, which were already a chaotic ruin.

With a few leaps, Mao Yong followed him into the Wang Family's forbidden grounds.

Just then, several figures came flying in from two directions, speeding along the high eaves of the roofs.

Chen Cheng stopped and calmly looked at the arrivals.

The newcomers landed just outside the forbidden grounds. Upon seeing the field of corpses, they let out a few soft sounds of surprise and several sharp hisses of indrawn breath! Their shock was clearly immense.

"Mao Yong greets Elder Jiang and Elder Qin!"

As the newcomers entered the Wang Family's forbidden grounds, Mao Yong hurried forward to pay his respects.

"Lord Mao, no need for formalities." The Jiang Family Ancestor, Jiang Huaijin, waved his hand dismissively before turning his gaze to Chen Cheng.

He was a tall, imposing man dressed in a brocade robe, with a Longsword at his waist. His hair and beard were completely white, and his face showed signs of age, yet he carried an air of great dignity.

The Qin Family Ancestor, Qin Hongbin, was also tall and robust. He wore a loose-fitting cyan martial tunic and carried a black longspear on his back. Though he was in his twilight years, he emanated a sharp, deadly aura.

He paid Mao Yong no mind, his gaze sweeping with shock and uncertainty over the scattered, demonized limbs before finally locking onto the massive, severed head of the demonized Wang Xuanjiu.

Chen Cheng's expression remained indifferent; he couldn't be bothered to deal with the two of them.

An eerie silence suddenly fell over the scene.

"Entering the Demon Realm... That scoundrel Wang Xuanjiu actually cultivated a Blood Demon Sect Secret Technique!"

Qin Hongbin finally exclaimed, then immediately turned to look at Chen Cheng with an expression full of dread.

After stepping forward to closely examine Wang Xuanjiu's head and the severed limbs scattered about, Jiang Huaijin also wore a look of horror.

"The toughness of Wang Xuanjiu's Demon Body was enough to clash head-on with Divine Weapons and Sharp Blades. It was comparable to a Tier Six Demon Beast or Demon!

The power of his Demon Body alone was enough to easily crush someone in the Second Layer Realm.

How did he die?"

Jiang Huaijin looked at Chen Cheng again with shock and uncertainty, his expression a mixture of horror and disbelief.

Chen Cheng slightly raised a fist, regarded him calmly, and said casually, "I accidentally killed him with one punch."

'Accidentally! What an "accident"!'

Both Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin couldn't help but gasp, their eyes widening. They sized Chen Cheng up and down as if he were a monster.

However, the Qi Blood Power Chen Cheng was currently emitting wasn't particularly potent; it was only at the level of an ordinary Perfect Martial Artist of the Bone Forger Realm.

'With that level of strength, how could he have shattered Wang Xuanjiu, whose body had been strengthened by Demonization to the level of a Tier Six Demon Fiend, with a single punch?'

The two men grew even more shocked and uncertain. After a long moment, Jiang Huaijin cupped his fists toward Chen Cheng and said:

"Could it be that you, young friend, have cultivated the Second Layer Realm of the Four Symbols Peak True Dragon Lineage's inheritance?"

Hearing him say "young friend," the experts from the Jiang and Qin families who had followed them stared with wide eyes!

'They knew that Jiang Huaijin had once been a Great Dao Sect Steward. In both the Great Dao Sect and Su State City, he was considered a renowned figure.'

'Even now, though he was old and his qi and blood were in decline, he was still one of the strongest people in Linji City!'

'And Chen Cheng was just a junior, barely over twenty years old!'

"More or less," Chen Cheng replied with a placid expression, lightly cupping his fists in return.

The experts from the Jiang and Qin families were shocked once more! At the same time, they felt a secret indignation.

'This Chen Cheng fellow is putting on way too many airs!'

But Jiang Huaijin's next words made their expressions turn solemn.

"So it is true! I have lived in vain for nearly a century. Now, I'm afraid I couldn't even take one of your punches, young friend!

Truly, the younger generation is to be feared!"

The Jiang Family Ancestor, Jiang Huaijin, murmured with deep feeling.

Beside him, the Qin Family Ancestor, Qin Hongbin, also shook his head and sighed with emotion. "New talents emerge with every generation, each leading the way for an age.

Young friend, your Martial Arts Talent is so breathtakingly brilliant, how many in the entire world can possibly compare!"

'Chen Cheng still had much to do and had no time to listen to their relentless flattery! They were just blowing smoke and trying to butter him up.'

"Regarding tonight's events, what do the two of you have to say?"

Jiang Huaijin and Qin Hongbin thought Chen Cheng was blaming them for watching from the sidelines. Their expressions froze, and their faces began to burn with shame.