So Effortless and Relaxed, Far Stronger Than Before

Luohou's pupils suddenly contracted.

Only then did Qin Wangchuan gently flick the longsword in his hand.

The bloodstains on the sword blade detached from the edge, scattering a crimson arc in mid-air.

Zheng.

The longsword was sheathed.

He didn't look back even once throughout the entire process.

Luohou stared blankly at this scene.

Only one thought remained in my mind.

"When..."

"No!"

The fallen head had not yet gone far.

Luohou's headless body suddenly raised its hand, caught it, and pressed it back against its neck.

The flesh and blood were wriggling at the cut.

Countless dark red blood vessels intertwined, instantly reconnecting the head and body.

"Qin Wangchuan! Don't underestimate me!!"

Luohou twisted his neck, his eyes flashing with even more ferocity.

The next moment.

The void beneath their feet suddenly exploded.

He transformed into a blood-red shadow and lunged at Qin Wangchuan once more.

Sharp claws slashed through the air, heading straight for the throat.

Qin Wangchuan merely stepped to the side.

The claws almost grazed the side of her neck, the resulting gust of wind whipping her collar, yet they never managed to touch her.

When his attack missed, Luohou immediately sensed something was wrong.

Looking back.

Qin Wangchuan had already raised one finger.

Tribulation Light gathered at the fingertips.

It wasn't particularly powerful, but the aura of death it brought made Luohou's hair stand on end.

Heavenly Ruins Tribulation Finger!

There was no time to think.

The instant that finger beam shot out, he almost instinctively twisted his body.

Puff!

The Tribulation Light grazed his chest, leaving a bloody trail, before disappearing into the distant horizon.

It was so close.

Luohou's forehead was covered in cold sweat, he was panting heavily, and the shock of escaping death still lingered in his eyes.

"He actually dodged it?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Qin Wangchuan's eyes.

That's all.

Before Luohou could even steady himself, a figure appeared before him.

That's too fast!

In the blink of an eye, Qin Wangchuan had arrived in front of him, raising one leg and stomping down hard.

Upon seeing this, a ferocious glint suddenly appeared in Luohou's eyes.

Close combat?

Court death!

The Blood Luo Race takes the greatest pride in their physical bodies.

Not only is their flesh and blood far more vigorous than other races, but their bones and muscles are also extremely strong.

Even if a cultivator of the same realm wields a divine weapon, they might not be able to break through his body.

If Qin Wangchuan were to continue using that same Divine Ability, he really wouldn't be confident he could stop him.

But now, the other party has actually chosen to get close.

The opportunity has arrived!

However.

The instant of contact.

The sinister smile on Luohou's face suddenly froze.

An unimaginable force crashed down.

His arms cracked under the strain, then slammed hard against his chest.

"How could you—"

Before he could finish speaking, he lost control of himself and crashed to the ground like a stone ball kicked down from the sky.

Boom!

The mountains and rivers trembled.

The ground suddenly collapsed downwards, and cracks spread in all directions.

Luohou crashed through several layers of Rock Wall before finally embedding itself deep into the bottom of the pit.

"Puff!"

Fresh blood gushed from his mouth.

Even now, disbelief still lingered in his eyes.

The Blood Luo Race's prized physical body couldn't even withstand a single kick from Qin Wangchuan.

I tried my best to get up.

But as soon as I looked up, my vision was filled by a figure.

Above the deep pit.

Qin Wangchuan stood suspended in mid-air, his black and gold robes fluttering in the wind, surrounded by the lingering nine-colored glow, like Deity descending to earth.

One finger extends.

The Heavenly Ruins Power condensed at his fingertips, transforming into a cold glint that no one dared to look directly at.

"You are very strong."

But that's not enough.

A burst of light erupted.

The fingertip pierced through Luohou's brow and passed right through the back of his head.

The powerful body stood frozen for a moment, then its knees buckled and it fell heavily to the bottom of the pit.

This time, he never got up again.

On the main ship.

Yin Qiyue stared at the figure suspended above the deep pit, her eyes filled with astonishment.

The aura emanating from that Alien Race had at least reached the level of Spirit Venerable, and might even be stronger.

From the start of their fight until now, he has been consistently suppressed by the Young Master, unable to lift his head.

Even if they caught the Heavenly Sword and dodged the Heavenly Ruins Tribulation Finger, they only struggled for a few more moments and didn't get a real chance to counterattack.

He's gotten stronger again.

Moreover, he's much better than when we last met.

Not far away.

On a Flying Ship that had just completed the deployment of the Divine Mechanism, Xu Qing stood at the bow, overseeing the battle situation in various locations.

Shen Yian, carrying his weapon, casually sat on the side of the ship.

From the moment the Heavenly Sword fell, their gazes remained fixed on this spot, and they did not look away even when Luohou was pierced by a finger.

After a moment of silence, Shen Yian suddenly spoke:

"A fellow member of the Immortal Court."

"If it were you, what are your chances of taking down that guy?"

Xu Qing stared at the corpse at the bottom of the pit, pondering for a long time.

"Disaster."

Shen Yian turned his head away.

"How difficult is it?"

"It's hard to judge without actually fighting them."

Xu Qing countered with a question:

"And you?"

Shen Yian stroked his chin.

"We've played all our cards; we should be able to win."

He paused for a moment, his gaze returning to the figure suspended above the deep pit.

"However, it's only something we can manage to take down."

"Like him..."

"I can't do it."

"That's really strong."

After a brief sigh, the solemnity on Shen Yian's face suddenly vanished. He abruptly stood up from the ship's railing and shouted loudly into the distance:

"I knew it!"

"I knew I hadn't made a mistake in latching onto this powerful figure!"

Xu Qing turned and glanced at him.

"Weren't you just wondering if you could defeat that Alien Race?"

What's the conflict?

Shen Yian spoke with absolute confidence.

"Being able to beat him means I'm really good."

"I made the right choice in aligning myself with a powerful figure."

"I'm awesome!"

The Western Territory Swallowing Cloud Realm.

The underground palace remained quiet.

A member of Alien Race rushed in and knelt down beneath the White Jade platform.

"Lord of the Palace."

"Luohou... is dead!"

Qing Ruoli's fingers, which were twirling the black hair, did not pause for a moment; instead, a gloating smile spread across her lips.

"So fast?"

It seems Qin Wangchuan has come.

It was even more impressive than she had anticipated.

Inside the jade platform, a smile gradually appeared on that holy and beautiful face.

"Divine Son Qin is really impatient."

"They just let their dog out, and you killed it."

"However, at least he managed to send back some messages before he died, so he wasn't completely useless."

Those below dared not speak, and simply lowered their heads even further.

"Besides..."

"Many outposts in various locations have lost contact, and their numbers are still increasing."

"The enemy seems to be able to pinpoint their location accurately and is systematically eliminating them one by one."

Qing Ruoli's smile faltered for a moment.

She didn't care that Luohou was dead.

It was somewhat unexpected that Qin Wangchuan was able to find the array point of the World-Covering Blood Formation in such a short time.

The formation was set up using Secret Method of Alien Race, and its aura was heavily concealed.

Even if an ordinary Human Race were to pass by, they would not be able to detect anything unusual.

Unless--

"A mole..."

Qing Ruoli murmured it softly, then quickly dismissed the guess.

If someone had truly leaked the information, Qin Wangchuan wouldn't have needed to search every corner.

Therefore, only one other possibility remains.

"Mixed-race?"