Zhao Yicheng stopped, silently looking at Mrs. Qi, with a hint of amazement in his eyes.
Many people couldn’t understand Mrs. Qi’s beauty, thinking she was merely pretty.
But Zhao Yicheng felt that Mrs. Qi was a rare beauty from the heavens.
It wasn’t just a facade, it was also her demeanor and presence.
And Mrs. Qi’s demeanor and presence had been trained to the extreme.
Though she was a woman, her strength probably surpassed countless men.
"Mrs. Qi, I’m sorry, we failed..."
"Northwest Arhat’s physical body was trained to the utmost, a true extraordinary martial artist, but in Lin Beichen’s bodyguard’s hands, he couldn’t last a single round!"
"You were right, behind this young man is probably the legendary Immortal!"
As soon as Zhao Yicheng finished speaking, Mrs. Qi abruptly stood up, her calm face showing a hint of shock.
"Can you be sure?"
Mrs. Qi asked coldly.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Yicheng silently nodded.
He seemed to realize something, just about to speak, but suddenly felt the rolling Celestial Thunder.
Zhao Yicheng looked up, only to see the night sky suddenly become dense, a cluster of black clouds gathering above his head.
Among the rolling clouds, a thin strand of lightning suddenly descended.
Like a needle, the lightning struck Zhao Yicheng’s head instantly.
Zhao Yicheng trembled, falling to the ground with a thud, lifeless.
Mrs. Qi instantly retreated, all her demeanor and presence vanished in that moment, becoming merely a darting frog.
Mrs. Qi looked up in terror towards the sky, trembling violently.
"Immortal, Immortals truly exist."
A storm surged in Mrs. Qi’s heart.
Medicine Immortal Pavilion had existed for thousands of years.
A clan existing for thousands of years wasn’t some nebulous claim.
Every clan had countless branches and schools.
One branch of a clan might gain power in one dynasty, while another might gain power in another.
They had resources and opportunities, always able to cultivate talent.
Throughout history, innumerable people have left their names; if examined closely, their clans and forces have always lingered above history.
Among them were both heroic figures and heinous villains.
Regardless of their evaluation, they remained a part of history, the strongest clans of their time.
The Medicine Immortal Pavilion was one such existence.
Mrs. Qi’s clan had many ancient texts, records of firsthand experiences by family predecessors.
Many had speculated in these texts, speculating that extraordinary beings must exist in this world.
Mrs. Qi hadn’t believed before.
In this era, technology was highly advanced; people could even map every island in the world.
She still remembered discussing this matter with the clan elder before coming to the Imperial Capital this time.
She argued that there were no secrets left in the world, what was the point of keeping the clan mysterious?
That the clan should reveal its identity, gather most resources around them, and pursue the exploration of the stars.
But the elder laughed at her, calling her a frog in a well.
"You think there are no secrets in this world, but do you know that even though humanity is about to breach 10 billion and could reach the moon, there’s still at least 50% of the earth’s land we have not set foot on?"
"Do you know that even though we explore thousands and tens of thousands of meters into the sea, below 300 meters remains mysterious to us?"
"Do you know that despite cataloging millions of species of flora and fauna, these only account for about 20% of what exists in nature?"
The elder spoke earnestly, presenting factual data with each statement.
Mrs. Qi was deeply shocked at the time but felt unreal afterwards.
She thought the elder was deceiving her.
But now, as she watched the flickering lightning, she suddenly felt like an insignificant ant.
The elder was right.
The secrets they had spent millennia exploring were but the small perspective of a frog in a well compared to the power of heaven and earth.
By the lakeside, Lin Beichen slowly retracted his hand.
A strand of electricity swirled around his hand.
Crossing space and distance, using the lightning to lock onto the opponent’s aura.
This was a technique he conceived when he first comprehended the power of heaven and earth, a skill to kill from a thousand miles away.
Though he was not very proficient at using it.
"Lin Beichen, do you want a cigarette?"
Zhao Weinan asked curiously.
She was some distance from Lin Beichen, seeing a flash in his hand, thinking he was using a lighter.
Lin Beichen glanced at her, looked towards the depths of the lake, and smiled indifferently.
"Let’s go, this place is not suitable for talking."
As Lin Beichen left, a specially designed submarine slowly rose from the lake shore.
The submarine door opened, revealing an incredibly handsome face.
Zhao Wuxing!