The evil prince flew away

"If you use a Forbidden Art, why can't I?" Qin Ming sneered, his gaze like a blade.

Evil Young Master's expression changed. Qin Ming also knew a Forbidden Art; that meant his own use of a Forbidden Art had been in vain. He still could not keep up with Qin Ming's speed, making the use of his Forbidden Art futile.

"Is this the Martial Venerable Realm?" Qin Ming did not know what Evil Young Master was thinking. He felt the Spiritual Qi in his body boiling; if he did not unleash it, he felt uncomfortable. He had never felt this good before.

In his previous life, Qin Ming was only in the Martial Emperor Realm, and a Martial Emperor with a damaged Foundation at that; he had no way to use a Forbidden Art at all.

In this life, Qin Ming had a solid Foundation and could use it without any obstacles. Feeling the power of a Martial Venerable for the first time, his heart was stirred with excitement.

"Kill." Clenching his fist, Qin Ming's body flashed, appearing before Evil Young Master, and he slammed a strike toward his chest. The fierce fist, overwhelming and all-encompassing, carried surging Spiritual Qi with an imposing Aura.

Evil Young Master's expression changed. With his experience, he could naturally see that this punch had immense power; if he were hit, he would definitely suffer.

"Block it for me!" Evil Young Master used all his strength, desperately controlling the evil dragon whip. Under his control, the fiery red long whip emitted a dazzling light, turning a deep, purplish red.

"Blocked!" Finally, at the last moment, Evil Young Master's long whip blocked Qin Ming's fist, and a relieved expression appeared on his face.

"How could this be?" Before the smile could fully appear on Evil Young Master's face, it turned into an expression of astonishment. A massive force surged over, and what was even more terrifying was that this force carried the astonishing Power of Heaven and Earth; it was simply not a power that a Martial Emperor could possess.

Evil Young Master was sent flying by a single punch, soaring out of the valley.

The Holy Master was stunned; Evil Young Master's strength was not something he could compare to. The two of them were actually of the same rank, but because Evil Young Master was much stronger than him, his status was above his.

He never expected that the invincible and peerless Evil Young Master, to him, would be sent flying by a single punch just like a stray dog.

While stunned, the Holy Master secretly felt a sense of pleasure. He had been sent flying by Qin Ming many times, and this time, Evil Young Master had finally tasted that same pain.

"Not right." Qin Ming clenched his fist and carefully felt the power in his body. "This is definitely not the strength of a Martial Venerable."

Although Qin Ming had never reached the strength of a Martial Venerable, he had been the Pill Emperor in his previous life and had seen too many Martial Venerables.

He might not have eaten pork, but he had certainly seen pigs run.

The power of a Martial Venerable was on an entirely different level from a Martial Emperor. Dealing with Evil Young Master should have resulted in him being blown apart with a single punch, not just sent flying.

Even with a weapon blocking, it should have been the same.

"It seems that using a Heaven-Grade Forbidden Art can only achieve the half-step Martial Venerable level," Qin Ming thought to himself.

A half-step Martial Venerable was both a Martial Venerable and a Martial Emperor.

"How is your strength so high? Could it be that you are using… a Heaven-Grade Forbidden Art?" The Holy Master swallowed his saliva and asked with difficulty. He could see now that Evil Young Master was using an Earth-Grade Forbidden Art and his strength had increased tremendously, yet he was still sent flying by a single punch. Therefore, only if Qin Ming used a Heaven-Grade Forbidden Art could he crush Evil Young Master.

Before using a Forbidden Art, Evil Young Master's strength was stronger than Qin Ming's.

After using the Forbidden Art, Evil Young Master was weaker than Qin Ming; only if the Forbidden Art Qin Ming used was more Advanced than Evil Young Master's could such a contrast exist.

At the thought that Qin Ming was using a Heaven-Grade Forbidden Art, the Holy Master felt his throat itch and his back turn cold.