Too late

"You go block him." The Evil Young Master saw Qin Ming approaching, his eyes narrowed, and without a second thought, he pushed the Saint Lord in front of him toward Qin Ming.

"You…" Feeling someone push him, the Saint Lord was terrified, his heart sinking into despair.

"Let's see how you escape this time." Qin Ming raised his fist, Spiritual Qi surging upon it with a whistling wind, and smashed it toward the Saint Lord's chest.

This punch was Qin Ming's full-strength strike, not only carrying Spiritual Qi like an ocean but also mixed with the Power of Heaven and Earth.

"Bang." The Saint Lord wanted to retreat, but the Evil Young Master's push had used great force, so he could not stop his body and was struck solidly by Qin Ming.

A hole immediately appeared in his chest, and one could clearly see the flesh and blood inside. The Saint Lord gave a miserable laugh: "The Demon God will not let you go."

Hearing this, anger rose on Qin Ming's face: "Bullshit Demon God, go to hell."

It was all because of this so-called Demon God that his family was destroyed in his past life, and he had to live like a dog for ten thousand years.

He kicked the Saint Lord's head with all his might; the Saint Lord's head was like a ball, kicked flying away.

"Huhu…" Blood splattered all over him. Qin Ming panted and looked at the Evil Young Master.

The Evil Young Master's face was pale; noticing Qin Ming's gaze, he swallowed hard.

"Evil Young Master, did you ever imagine that you would have a day like this?" Qin Ming said.

The Evil Young Master said angrily: "You killed the Saint Lord, which means we are now in an irreconcilable feud. Don't be too smug; our strength is not something you can imagine. The Venerable is already on the way."

"Hmm?" Qin Ming frowned deeply. "Venerable, you have Martial Venerable Experts?"

"What is a Martial Venerable? We even have Martial Saints. I advise you to let me go. I will plead for you before the Lord, taking only your life and sparing the Qin Family." The Evil Young Master gritted his teeth and said.

Qin Ming's expression changed drastically. What exactly was the background of this Scorpion Faction, and why had he never heard of it in his past life?

Moreover, looking at the Evil Young Master's confident appearance, it did not seem like he was lying.

If a Venerable arrived, even if Qin Ming could not win, he would still have a chance to run. By utilizing the Secret Realm, he could maneuver against a Venerable, at the very least ensuring the Qin Family was safe.

But if a Martial Saint arrived, then he would have absolutely zero possibility of winning.

He had seen a Martial Saint strike, which made him even more aware of how terrifying a Martial Saint was.

When a Martial Saint strikes, every word and action carries the Power of Heaven and Earth. Unless he returned to his past life and had the connections of his past life, there was absolutely no possibility of surviving.

However, thinking of the Sea of Despair, Qin Ming felt at ease again.

"Do you think I will let you go just because you said that? Don't be naive. I have already killed so many of your people and crippled you; how could you possibly let my Qin Family go?"

He had forced the Evil Young Master to use a Forbidden Art twice. Even if the Evil Young Master had astonishing Aptitude, the damage to his body from using the Forbidden Art twice had already harmed his Foundation. Wanting to become a Martial Venerable would be extremely difficult; his future was basically ruined.

The Evil Young Master and he had now forged a deep, irreconcilable hatred.

Qin Ming had also thought it through; no matter how big the background of the Scorpion Faction was, they were already enemies now.

Moreover, he had offended the Scorpion Faction very deeply; they could not possibly let him and the Qin Family go.

Since he had already offended them, he might as well offend them to the end.

Seeing the killing intent reignite in Qin Ming's eyes, the Evil Young Master gritted his teeth. He knew that no matter what he said, Qin Ming would not let him go.

Now, the only method was self-preservation, and then finding a place to hide.

Waiting until the organization's Martial Venerable arrived.

"Go to hell!" Qin Ming shouted loudly. The Evil Young Master was too sinister; he did not want complications to arise from delay, so he decided to kill him first.

Seeing Qin Ming rushing over, the Evil Young Master's expression did not change, and he said: "Too late!"