Qin Ming's expression turned extremely ugly. He had never expected that the situation he had so carefully arranged would be seen through. After all, fewer than five people in the entire Qin Clan knew of his plan, and all of them were trusted confidants. Yet even so, the enemy had directly attacked that most crucial little courtyard.
"Who made the move?" Qin Ming asked for updates from ahead as he hurried over.
"It was Akatsuki, but there's also an unknown Nascent Soul Fusion-stage expert!" a Qin Clan cultivator quickly reported from the front.
"Akatsuki!!! Once I obtain the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder, I'll definitely wipe you all out completely!" Qin Ming roared through gritted teeth.
Not long after the Ancient Immortal Auction, he had learned that the force in private room Number Thirteen of the Heaven tier had been Akatsuki. At that moment, he had nearly rushed out to settle the score with them. Throughout that auction, they had been obstructed by Akatsuki at every turn, wasting tens of billions of spirit stones. How could he possibly let go of such a grudge?
The sounds of thunderous battle had already reached them. Many cultivators had arrived near the courtyard, but unfortunately, the Four Red Yang Formation had divided the battlefield, leaving them unable to enter and rescue that Heavenly Court assassin.
At this moment, Xing's face had already turned deathly pale. Mu Li had severely wounded him with the Heavenly Origin Secret Art, making escape extremely difficult. Seeing the Akatsuki members burst out from underground, he knew it was impossible to flee on his own. He could only delay for as long as possible and wait for the Qin Clan to open a breach from outside to rescue him.
Buzz!
Terrifying fluctuations erupted from Xing's body and spread in every