With a thunderous boom, the Nine-Star God-Slaying Saber sweeping across the sky was crushed by a single hand!
The sight left the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master frozen like a wooden chicken!
Like a duck suddenly seized by the throat, he stretched out his neck but could not make a single sound!
Only when that sky-shrouding hand reached for his Primordial Spirit did he cry out again.
"Holy shit! What the hell is that?"
As he watched the sky-shrouding hand come crashing down, his Primordial Spirit did not even consider resisting. He turned and fled, trying to escape back into the Killing Formation.
But the moment his Primordial Spirit fled into the Killing Formation, the sky-shrouding hand behind him came crashing down as well.
Beneath that sky-shrouding hand, the upper-grade earth-rank formation was like something pasted together from paper. It was crushed in an instant!
Just like the previous Killing Formation, the one personally commanded by the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master could not withstand a single blow.
Smack!
His Primordial Spirit had only just escaped into the Killing Formation. Before he could return to his physical body, he was already caught in that sky-shrouding hand.
With his Primordial Spirit seized, the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master went deathly pale, his expression filled with overwhelming terror.
"No! Let me go!"
He roared, his voice trembling uncontrollably with fear.
But all that answered him was Qin Wuyou's faint, cold laugh.
"I told you. This day next year will be the anniversary of your deaths!"
The moment his words fell, the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master's Primordial Spirit was crushed outright!
A Primordial Spirit, crushed by a single hand!
The sight shook the world and defied all belief!
Everyone was stunned completely senseless!
"No! My Primordial Spirit!"
The Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master let out a wretched scream and collapsed.
With his Primordial Spirit crushed, his physical body had also suffered grievous damage. He no longer had any strength to fight back.
Even the Deputy Hall Master in the Primordial Spirit Realm had had his Primordial Spirit crushed. The state of the other Seven Kills Hall disciples hardly needed imagining.
The moment they saw the Deputy Hall Master's Primordial Spirit crushed, they all trembled in terror.
"He crushed a Primordial Spirit bare-handed! Holy shit! Is this guy even human?"
Even the Seven Kills Hall elders and protectors in the Purple Mansion Realm were shaking with fear.
Especially when they saw that sky-shrouding hand rush toward them after crushing the Deputy Hall Master's Primordial Spirit, every last one of them went bloodlessly pale.
Under the crushing pressure of that terrifying sky-shrouding hand, they had no chance even to resist before they were all caught within it.
Then came a string of sharp cracks like firecrackers, and all hundred-odd Seven Kills Hall assassins were crushed.
"Heaven and Earth Furnace, devour them!"
The instant those Seven Kills Hall assassins were crushed, Qin Wuyou activated the Heaven-Seizing Creation Art and summoned the Heaven and Earth Furnace, swallowing all their flesh and remains into it.
As the Heaven and Earth Furnace revolved, it refined vast quantities of blood essence, vital energy, soul power, and fortune.
Unlike refining demonic beasts, refining human cultivators yielded some fortune power in addition to blood essence, vital energy, and soul power.
Previously, Qin Wuyou had not known what this fortune power did. But now, as his cultivation advanced to the Purple Mansion Realm, he suddenly seemed to see the light, gaining some insight into its uses.
I need to find somewhere to properly comprehend the uses of fortune power!
After dealing with these Seven Kills Hall assassins, Qin Wuyou did not linger. He activated the Kunpeng Dharma Body, turned into a streak of light, and vanished from Earth Dragon Mountain.
Only after Qin Wuyou disappeared did the cultivators on Earth Dragon Mountain recover from their shock.
Looking at the place where the Seven Kills Hall had set up its Killing Formation, and at the cultivators' bodies that had burst apart not far from them, the survivors all felt as though they had escaped death's jaws.
"He won! Qin Wuyou actually won! He really killed the Seven Kills Hall Deputy Hall Master and broke the Killing Formation! We... we don't have to die!"
Only after a long while did an excited scream ring out from one of the cultivators.
At once, all the surviving cultivators began cheering in excitement.
Everything they had experienced in that brief span felt utterly unreal.
At first, they had looked down on Qin Wuyou, believing him to be nothing more than a fool who did not know his own limits. Then his feats had shocked them again and again.
And now, they had even been saved because of him.
It all felt like a dream.
Had they not experienced it themselves, none of them would have believed that Qin Wuyou, a Foundation Establishment Realm cultivator, had wiped out more than half the Seven Kills Hall alone.
Even the Seven Kills Hall's Primordial Spirit Realm Deputy Hall Master had died at Qin Wuyou's hands.
Especially when they recalled the sight of that sky-shrouding hand crushing a Primordial Spirit, every cultivator's blood still surged with excitement and awe!
"Taking on the Seven Kills Hall alone at the Foundation Establishment Realm, killing one late-stage Primordial Spirit Realm cultivator, nearly twenty Purple Mansion Realm cultivators, and hundreds of Foundation Establishment Realm cultivators... Qin Wuyou is simply unrivaled throughout all history!"
Someone tallied Qin Wuyou's achievements and could not help feeling even more awed.
"If anyone fucking calls Qin Wuyou trash again, I'll tear their mouth apart! Trash? Is there any trash in this world who could wipe out half the Seven Kills Hall with Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation? Is there any trash who could bridge nearly two major realms and crush a Primordial Spirit with one hand? Is there any trash who could destroy an Earth-Rank Killing Array in a single move?"
"If someone like that is trash, are there any geniuses left under heaven? Wouldn't everyone in this world be worse than trash?"
Someone shouted fervently, defending Qin Wuyou's name.
"From now on, Qin Wuyou is my idol! Anyone who dares insult my idol is picking a fight with me! I'll beat the shit out of them!"
"He's more than an idol. He's the man who saved our lives! Without Qin Wuyou, the Seven Kills Hall would have killed us all! If anyone dares bad-mouth my savior from now on, I'll dig up their ancestral graves!"
"When I get back, I'll set up a longevity tablet for our benefactor and honor him for generations!"
For a time, all the cultivators were overcome with excitement.
They even regarded Qin Wuyou as their savior, wishing they could set up a tablet and enshrine him in their homes.
Hearing the cultivators' wild cheers, the Xuantian Holy Land disciples were also left staring in astonishment.
"Senior Brother Fang, have these people gone mad? Look at them. All that's left is for them to invite Qin Wuyou home and worship him."
"What's so great about Qin Wuyou? He just got lucky! If he hadn't stepped in, our Senior Brother Fang Han could have wiped out those Seven Kills Hall beasts just the same!"
"Exactly! If Senior Brother Fang Han hadn't protected us earlier, we would have died beneath the Nine-Star God-Slaying Saber. When it comes down to it, Senior Brother Fang Han is our real savior! Senior Brother Fang, once we get back, we'll make a longevity tablet for you too and honor you day and night!"
Yet hearing his fellow disciples' flattery brought Fang Han no joy at all.
His expression instead turned utterly cold, and killing intent even stirred in his eyes.
"Shut up!"
"Repaying kindness with hatred is not the way of our Xuantian Holy Land!"
His thunderous shout gave the disciples singing his praises a terrible fright, and they hurriedly fell silent.
"Qin Wuyou saved us. Yet not only are you ungrateful, you even hurl insults at him. Is this how you conduct yourselves?"
"If anyone dares say another bad word about Qin Wuyou, don't blame me when my sword shows no mercy!"
"Ungrateful wretches! You're worse than pigs and dogs!"
After fiercely reprimanding his fellow disciples, Fang Han turned into a streak of light and left.
Spending even another second with these wretches who were worse than pigs and dogs would have been an insult to him!
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