Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

180: Suanni treasure jar! Breaking the divine body with one punch?“He defeated Zhe Changsheng with one punch? How is that possible?” One person’s face was filled with disbelief, even suspecting that his eyes were playing tricks on him.

It wasn’t just him; even Yan Taiyin and the other top Prodigies nearby thought they were hallucinating.

One must know that Zhe Changsheng was the undisputed champion among the younger generation of the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty.

He was also among those destined to lead Golden Scale Que in the future.

He was hailed as the Prodigy most likely to surpass the Zhe Tian Ancestor.

What was even more exaggerated was that Zhe Changsheng was a whole major Realm higher than Qin Han; how could he have lost so decisively?

It was simply absurd!

At this moment, everyone’s gaze towards Qin Han couldn’t help but change slightly.

From initial disdain to current solemnity.

“You dare to hit my Imperial Brother, you seek death!” The Third Prince of the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty, Zhe Xizuo, was furious. He conjured an earthen jar.

In the blink of an eye, a vast sea of lightning appeared, with hundreds of thousands of lightning bolts striking down and exploding, dazzlingly bright.

“Suan Ni Treasure Jar? What a good item.” Qin Han licked his lips excitedly and unleashed the pixiu treasure mirror to meet the attack.

Boom!

Divine light collided with the sea of lightning, erupting in terrifying aftershocks that instantly pulverized the ancient trees and boulders around the stone steps.

The powerful aftershocks spread out, and the nearby Martial Artists couldn’t avoid being swept away, all of them being sent flying.

“You dare to resist? What audacity!” Zhe Xizuo made to strike the treasure jar again, countless runes flickered, and a purplish-gold Suan Ni roared forth.

It stepped on thousands of lightning bolts and charged directly, instantly shattering Qin Han’s sleeve and completely numbing his entire arm.

“Is that all you’ve got?” Qin Han slightly raised his eyelids, his eyes showing no hint of the expected dread or fear, only killing intent.

“Be careful!” Zhe Yunli subconsciously warned when she saw this.

“How could this Prince be afraid of him?” Zhe Xizuo paid no mind, holding the treasure jar and manipulating the Suan Ni phantom to continue his assault.

This time, however, Qin Han did not choose to sit idly by. His Demon Wings suddenly unfurled, carrying a monstrous aura of Hell, and instantly appeared before him.

His star-like eyes were within arm’s reach, and Zhe Xizuo subconsciously activated the Suan Ni.

“Too late.” Qin Han’s voice echoed in his ears.

He saw him suddenly grab Zhe Xizuo’s arm, and with a forceful shake, he directly broke the runes flying from the treasure jar, causing the latter to cough up blood repeatedly.

A terrifying immense force came from his arm, and Zhe Xizuo finally realized what kind of monster the person in front of him was.

“You dare to touch me? I am a Prince of the Divine Dynasty!” Zhe Xizuo warned loudly.

“A Prince? Even if the Emperor came today, you wouldn’t escape this calamity!” Qin Han’s lips curled into a cold sneer, and he suddenly exerted force!

“Crack!”

Zhe Xizuo was filled with terror and dread. He felt an extreme strange force coming from his arm, and his bones instantly shattered with a loud bang.

Everyone was utterly shocked, clearly not expecting the other party to be so domineering and decisive, giving them no time to react at all.

“Ah…”

Zhe Xizuo roared in pain, his right arm completely shattered, blood gushing out and staining the ancient stone steps.

In just a single exchange, Qin Han turned the tables, using an inconceivable power to suppress his opponent.

Everyone present finally understood what kind of ruthless character the Zhe Tian Divine Dynasty had provoked; such courage was definitely not something an ordinary person possessed.

“You dare to break my arm, I will kill you!” Zhe Xizuo’s eyes were bloodshot, losing his reason, and he was about to explode on the spot.

“Stop!” Zhe Changsheng’s command suddenly came from behind.

“But Imperial Brother, he…” Zhe Xizuo still wanted to argue a few words.

But he was directly glared back by the Prince’s gaze, and could only glare venomously at Qin Han, then ran to the back to heal his injuries.

For a Martial Artist in the Divine Palace Realm, regrowing a severed arm was not difficult, especially since he also possessed many treasures, and there was no shortage of Rank Seven Medicinal Pills for healing.

But Qin Han suppressing him in front of so many people, Zhe Xizuo could not swallow this grievance!

“Imperial Brother, you must help me get revenge!”

Zhe Changsheng slowly walked over, his brows showing no sign of the expected ferocity, but instead, an immense calm.

“You are currently in a critical stage of the Extreme Boundary of the Divine Power Realm, aren’t you?”

“Hmm?”

The sudden question made everyone around them stunned for a moment.

“So what if I am?” Qin Han was unfazed at being seen through, and retorted.

“The final step of the Extreme Boundary is extremely perilous. Very few people cross this barrier; even this Prince dares not attempt it rashly. Your courage is indeed great,” Zhe Changsheng said.

“Your inability doesn’t mean others are unable.” Qin Han calmly retorted.

“Indeed, but just you, a lone individual, want to achieve a three-consecutive Extreme Boundary? You truly underestimate the people of the world,” Zhe Changsheng sneered.

“What do you mean?” Qin Han’s eyes narrowed slightly.

“You have already refined your torso and limbs into divine bone. The final step is to refine your head into divine bone. This step touches upon the very foundation of the human body. Do you dare to gamble?” Zhe Changsheng asked.

Qin Han did not answer. As the person involved, he naturally knew how perilous the process was; otherwise, he wouldn’t have temporarily shelved the Extreme Boundary process.

“Since things have come to this, you certainly won’t be content to give up halfway. If you don’t cross this step, the so-called Extreme Boundary is nothing but a fleeting illusion, a waste of time and resources,” Zhe Changsheng saw through Qin Han’s intentions.

Indeed, just as he said, the sunk costs of time and resources had already been invested; how could he give up now?

If he were to give up, he might as well have broken through to the Divine Palace Realm earlier.

Now, he might even be able to touch the Extreme Boundary shackles of the Divine Palace Realm.

Why stay here and waste time and resources?

And why risk turning into a brain-damaged person?

“So?” Qin Han looked at Zhe Changsheng. “What are you trying to say?”

“That Daoist beside you holds the Godly Nest key, right? Why don’t we temporarily cease hostilities and overcome the current difficulty first? How about it?” Zhe Changsheng suggested.

“Imperial Brother!” Zhe Xizuo’s expression changed drastically, clearly not expecting the Prince, who was usually the most ruthless, to say such words.

“Of course, you don’t need to rush to refuse. This Prince taking your punch earlier was merely a test. You wouldn’t truly think that if we fought seriously, you could leave here alive, would you?” Zhe Changsheng slowly spoke.

With his Zhetian Divine Body, if he went all out, his might would indeed be unimaginable.

The fact that their group could pass through countless dangers and arrive here after a month was enough to show their capability.

Qin Han also knew that a top Prodigy from the esteemed Golden Scale Que wouldn’t be so weak as to be defeated by a single punch from him.

Now that the other party proposed a truce, Qin Han couldn’t help but feel a hint of surprise.

“Cooperation? It’s not impossible, but I’m just worried that some people might be wolves in sheep’s clothing and stab me in the back,” Qin Han said indifferently.

“Rest assured, such a thing will absolutely not happen.” Zhe Changsheng then looked at Zhe Xizuo behind him and commanded, “Apologize to Young Master Qin.”

“Ah?” Zhe Xizuo stood frozen.

“Do you need this Prince to be clearer?” A golden light flashed in Zhe Changsheng’s eyes.

Zhe Xizuo felt a million grievances in his heart. He was the one who got hit, and his arm was even broken.

Now, his half-brother was even siding with an outsider; where could he go to reason?

“I’m sorry, Young Master Qin, it was my impudence. I hope you can forgive me.” Zhe Xizuo’s face was flushed red, utterly humiliated.