"You're far too naive!"
Qin Shaofeng gave a cold laugh. "Why don't you take a good guess at what became of the Black Wind Bandits?"
Yan Wuya gritted his teeth. "What exactly are you trying to say?"
"Do you believe I could summon people here to execute you this instant... My cave abode is filled with formations, including communication formations!"
"As long as I notify my master, you will surely die without a burial ground!"
Qin Shaofeng suddenly laughed. "Then go ahead and try."
"See whether those formations of yours still work."
Yan Wuya's expression changed abruptly.
Without a second thought, he quickly attempted to activate the "Void Echo Sound Transmission Formation" again.
Yet after trying to connect with it, his face turned pale in an instant.
The "Void Echo Sound Transmission Formation" gave him no response whatsoever, as though it had never existed.
"What exactly did you do to the formations in my cave abode?" Terror showed in Yan Wuya's eyes. "What level of cultivator are you?"
Qin Shaofeng chuckled. "In any case, you're certainly going to die this time."
"So I'll tell you—I am in the True Immortal Realm."
True Immortal Realm!
The moment those three words emerged, Yan Wuya felt as though he had been struck by lightning.
"Impossible! How could you be a True Immortal? True Immortals simply cannot remain in the human realm..."
Qin Shaofeng could not be bothered to waste words on him.
He raised his hand, and a spirit talisman appeared.
In the next instant, an incomparably terrifying strand of Sword Qi shot forth, cleaving Yan Wuya and his Nascent Soul in two.
That terrifying Sword Qi carried an immensely powerful aura of annihilation.
Even though Yan Wuya, as the Myriad Sword Sect's Sword Son, possessed extraordinary strength, he could not evade this