Outside Ling's Medical Clinic.
Elder Ling pointed a finger into the Void, and Qin Ming, who was on horseback, was struck dead.
An old man who seemed to have one foot in the grave had, with a flick of his finger, killed a brilliant young talent in his prime.
Such a display of power stunned everyone present.
"The young master is dead?" The men from the Qin Mansion were all frozen in place. A cold wind gusted past, and they felt cold sweat drenching their backs.
"Ming'Er!" Qin Yuan's pupils constricted as he let out a cry of grief.
'Is this Elder Ling a Celestial Spirit Realm expert?' Zhang Quan's eyes flashed, his face filled with shock.
In his youth, he had also attended the Divine Academy.
However, he had suffered a severe injury during a training expedition, leaving him with a hidden wound that prevented him from becoming an Innate Realm expert.
Still, he had seen his fair share of powerful experts.
