Chapter 16: Poison in the Palm

"Are you from the Qin Family?" The Man in Black had not expected that before he could even begin his attack on the Qin Family, they would already come knocking on his door.

Damn it! The matter has been exposed. The Qin Family must be on guard. I've botched the mission, and the Holy Master will surely punish me.

"Why are you so determined to destroy our Qin Family by any means necessary?" Qin Ming demanded.

"You don't need to know; everyone in the Qin Family deserves to die." After saying this, Spiritual Qi surged from the Man in Black's body, and he struck a palm towards Qin Ming.

The Spiritual Qi in his palm trembled violently like boiling water, and waves of black gas emanated from it.

"It seems you won't talk unless I beat you into submission."

Qin Ming also swung his fist and slammed it directly towards the Man in Black.

"Crack!" With a crisp sound, the Man in Black's palm was completely crippled.

"Martial Ancestor Realm!"

The Man in Black looked at the Young Man in front of him in horror, his heart churning like a stormy sea.

The organization's Intelligence Personnel should all go die; the Qin Family has such a formidable Martial Artist, yet there was absolutely no intelligence on it.

No wonder he couldn't sense the opponent's strength at all. At first, he thought the Young Man opposite him had practiced a Cultivation Technique to hide his aura, but it turned out he had overthought it.

The Young Man opposite him wasn't using any Cultivation Technique to conceal his aura at all; he was a genuine Martial Ancestor level Expert, and he just hadn't been able to sense it.

Such a young Martial Ancestor level Expert?

"Who exactly are you?" He now began to suspect that this Young Man was not from the Qin Family at all; a small Family like the Qin Family could not possibly Cultivate a Martial Ancestor level Expert.

"I do not change my name when I walk or sit; I am the Young Master of the Qin Family, Qin Ming." Qin Ming looked coldly at the Man in Black and said in a deep voice, "It is impossible for you to escape from my hands. You had better cooperate obediently, and I will let you die more quickly."

"Furthermore, I will tell you this: the poison on your palm is completely useless against me, so you don't need to try and stall for time anymore."

Just now, Qin Ming and the Man in Black had clashed, and the Man in Black's palm technique carried a potent toxin. Having lived for over ten thousand years, Qin Ming had never seen such a poison before.

One must know that no matter how Advanced the Cultivation Technique a Martial Artist in the Great Martial Master Realm practices, even if it is Heaven-Grade, it is impossible to cross a Realm to poison a Martial Artist in the Martial Ancestor Realm.

However, this Man in Black was able to do it. If it weren't for Qin Ming possessing the Pill God Physique, he would probably be thinking about how to purge the poison from his body right now.

This poison was truly overbearing and unheard of.

"You are unharmed!" Having his scheme exposed by Qin Ming, a trace of panic appeared in the eyes of the Man in Black.

Even when he discovered that this Young Man was a Martial Ancestor level Expert, he hadn't panicked; it wasn't as if he had never killed a Martial Ancestor before, with the help of the abilities given by the Holy Master.

He had forcibly poisoned Martial Ancestor level Experts to death before.

Qin Ming stopped wasting words with him and rushed forward, kicking the Man in Black in the calf to cripple him first before properly interrogating him.

Seeing the kick coming, the Man in Black hurriedly tried to dodge, but unfortunately, the gap between him and Qin Ming was too great, and he had no ability to evade it at all.

"Ah!" The Man in Black let out a painful howl and fell to the ground; his leg bone was broken.

Qin Ming raised his right foot and stomped down on the Man in Black's arms and legs. In an instant, all four of the Man in Black's limbs were broken.

"Can you talk now?" Qin Ming looked at the Man in Black expressionlessly and said in a deep voice.

"Cough, cough…" The Man in Black coughed violently twice, staring fixedly at Qin Ming, his eyes slowly beginning to lose focus.

"The… The Holy Master will surely avenge me. I will be waiting for you… you… in the afterlife."

Damn!

Qin Ming pried open the Man in Black's mouth, and sure enough, one of his teeth had already shattered.

In an instant, the Man in Black lost his breath and died.