The Human Clan are ants, they are too weak, they can be killed with a wave of a hand.

This is the voice Jing Yang heard since he was young.

So he firmly believed that the Human Clan were just ants, and even the children of the Human Clan were worse than ants.

They are born without any realm or Bloodline Power, much less any powerful inheritance.

Across the Heavens and Earth are Emperor Realms everywhere, but... for the Human Clan, this realm is extremely difficult to reach, among hundreds of thousands of people, there might only emerge one Great Emperor.

This is enough to show how weak the Human Clan is.

But now...

An ant among ants forcibly tore off the two arms of an Emperor's Body.

Jing Yang was like seeing a ghost. If it weren't for the pain from his injuries, he'd think this was a dream.

And...

That little ant was also preparing to attack the legs of the Emperor's Body.

He was stunned.

A Human child, with bare hands, was taking on the Emperor's Body, dismembering two arms, and preparing to smash a leg.

Is this really something a human could do?

An's actions completely shattered Jing Yang's view of the Human Clan.

Ahh ahh ahh!

A few breaths later, a miserable scream emanated from the Emperor's Body.

An punched, breaking one leg of the Emperor's Body, blood gushing, and even Jing Yang suffered from a backlash.

The crowd: "..."

Guang Xiaoyu: "..."

Ancient Phoenix: "..."

Jiang Ni'er: "..."

Lao Huang smirked, his eyes flickering with light.

The Mao Qiu on his back also revived at this moment, with a soft sound, jumping off the ox's back.

"Human Clan... I will kill you," Jing Yang said angrily.

Refining a corpse, especially an Emperor's Body, requires too much time and effort, and it's uncertain to succeed...

If An destroyed it, where would Jing Yang's face be?

Going back to the True Martial Dynasty, wouldn't he become a laughing stock?

Die!

They all should die!

An ant...

Jing Yang walked out of the Emperor's Body, blood still at the corner of his mouth, looking desolate, his cold eyes scanning the battlefield.

But?

Where's the person?

The next moment, a severe pain attacked again.

Jing Yang, who had just steadied himself, suddenly collapsed with a thud.

He stared with wide eyes at a certain direction, then... a giant leg flew across, blood dyed the sky, remarkably conspicuous.

The second leg of the Emperor's Body was also gone, severed by An.

Jing Yang, enraged, spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Do you think you're very impressive?" An looked at him coldly, walking over step by step, without any aura fluctuation, but... no one dared to belittle him.

"You deserve to die..." Jing Yang roared like thunder, biting his teeth, propping himself up.

Bang!

An slapped him accurately and unmistakably on his face, five-fingered red mark clearly emerging, she looked at him with disdain: "Is that all?"

Though young, she had experienced many people and events early on.

Thus, her mind was slightly matured.

She was very clear on what methods to use towards an unruly brat like Jing Yang.

Directly killing him didn't have much effect or significance.

But by crushing him repeatedly in the way he cared most, this could shatter Jing Yang's pride.

Yes!

Press his Divine Soul and high head into the ground, making him savor the fragrance of the dirt, and feel the trampling from the ants he so despised.

"How dare you touch me?" Jing Yang furious again.

Smack!

Another slap.

An sneered: "I touched you, so what?" Just as the words finished, a third slap landed, swelling Jing Yang's face red...

He was shaking all over, having forgotten to resist.

He was extremely furious, his eyes blazing, wishing to eat An alive.

After all, he was a Divine Clan genius! Born as a Quasi-Emperor Realm, with astounding Bloodline Power, without accidents, he would certainly become a fearsome powerhouse.

Moreover, he came from the Jing Family, his father was a fearsome being in the True Martial Dynasty, holding an extraordinary status.

Thus, within the dynasty, almost no one dared provoke him.

But this ant before him was humiliating him.

Jing Yang roared: "I will kill you."

Smack!

A slender palm, carrying immense power, struck him, sending the Quasi-Emperor Realm flying, rolling over several miles.

Bleeding all the way.

Jing Yang was nearly out of control, smoke emerging from his seven orifices, body trembling violently: "My father, Jing Shiliu, you dare..."

Before he finished speaking, another slap.

An coldly stated: "Who is Jing Shiliu? Never heard of him, is he a little dog from the Heavens?"

Jing Yang was so angry his eyes bulged.

What was she saying?

She said his father was a little dog?

I%...@￥&@&@...

An continued: "Like father like son, if you're such trash, your father must be trash too."

"Ahhhh..." Jing Yang went berserk, losing all reason.

"Ah, your sister!" An cursed: "Trash like you dare challenge my father?"

The crowd: "???"

Father?

Her father?

So, the father of this little girl is Chen Pingping of the Qingfeng branch of the Wuji Sect?

Fuck...

In an instant, the cultivators watching were stunned again.

Some familiar with Chen Pingping seemed to see the same things in An, like... temper...

"Oh oh oh, that makes sense, no wonder this little girl is so fierce, her father is Chen Pingping! It makes sense."

"Yeah, it makes sense."

"How old is Chen Pingping's child? Already beating a Quasi-Emperor Realm? Give it a few more years, won't they beat the Heavenly Dao then?"

"..."

Even though they understood An's strength, since Chen Pingping was also so absurd.

Like father like daughter.

But thinking carefully, An's strength seems even more absurd than Chen Pingping's, after all... this little girl is only how old? At most seven or eight, right?

"Your... your father is Chen Pingping?" Jing Yang regained some clarity but still stared in disbelief: "What nerve, I came down to kill the Human Clan's Chen Pingping, and you..."

"What did you say?"

"I..."

"Say it again?" An raised an eyebrow.

"I was ordered to come."

"And then?"

"To find your father." He gritted his teeth, his stubborn temper ultimately choosing to yield in the face of great power.

No way!

This is not the Heavens, nor the True Martial Dynasty, nor the Jing Family.

Of course, he never expected that a little girl could suppress the Emperor's Body, and also suppress him...

Fuck!

Once I return to the Heavens, I'll bring reinforcements to kill you.

Jing Yang swallowed all his rage: "My father wants to recruit, soon he will descend to the Nine Heavens and Earth, if Chen Pingping submits, he won't have to die."

Saying this, he seemed to regain some confidence, raising his head and saying: "Human Clan, this is your only chance, if not, my father will surely kill all of the Human Clan, including your father."

An narrowed her gaze.

"What are you doing? You... I just came to deliver a message, you... do you plan to kill a messenger?" Jing Yang panicked seeing her frown, hastily brought up his "messenger" identity.

Afraid that this girl might ignore everything and directly strike him down.

By then, his father might avenge him, but he would already have perished.