The leader was a tall, thin middle-aged man. He crossed his arms, sized Qin Yu up, and then sneered, "You've got some nerve, knowing you're being followed, you still dare to run out of the city." A black-clad cultivator beside him sneered, "Don't you even understand the principle of not flaunting your wealth? Ten million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal for a broken box." "Are you really stupid?" "Or are you so rich you don't know what to do with it?"
Another person chimed in, his face crinkling with laughter. "Yeah, since you're so rich, why don't you give each of us ten million?" Everyone burst into laughter, as if they already saw Qin Yu as a fish on a chopping board. However, Qin Yu didn't look at them at all. Instead, he slowly raised his head and looked at a broken stone tablet in the distance.
He spoke calmly, "You two, come out too." "Still thinking of reaping the benefits without lifting a finger?" As soon as he finished speaking, everyone's expression changed simultaneously, and they all looked in that direction. After a brief silence, two figures indeed emerged from behind the broken stone tablet—the fat cultivator and the pointed-mouthed cultivator. The pointed-mouthed cultivator laughed heartily and clapped his hands slowly. "Not bad, not bad." "They actually discovered us."
Having said that, he glanced at everyone present, a fake smile on his face. "Fellow Daoists," he said, "We all share the same goal. Since that's the case, why don't we join forces to deal with this brat first? And once he's dead, we can divide the contents of his storage core equally."
The crowd fell silent immediately upon hearing this. Everyone exchanged glances; no one was a fool, and everyone knew that the greatest danger often lay not with the prey, but with their so-called allies. Just then, an elderly man in grey robes in the crowd suddenly sneered, "Heh." "Who do we have here?" "So it's someone from the Holy Clan."
The sharp-mouthed cultivator's smile faltered slightly. The gray-robed elder, leaning on his wooden cane, looked at him with disdain. "I've long heard of the Holy Clan's treacherous and cunning nature. Seeing them today, it's clear they live up to their reputation." Another burly cultivator beside him added with a sneer. "What? Not satisfied with just watching from the back?" "Are you planning to ambush us after we've both been weakened?"
The fat cultivator's face turned somewhat ugly, while the sharp-mouthed cultivator maintained his smile and hurriedly waved his hands. "Misunderstanding, misunderstanding!" "Fellow Daoists, please don't misunderstand." "My brother and I are just a little late." "We meant no other." However, no one believed him at all, and the atmosphere in the room suddenly became somewhat awkward. Just as the two sides were about to continue arguing...
The gray-robed elder suddenly raised his hand, his voice low and menacing. "Enough." His words silenced everyone. The elder's gaze slowly fell on Qin Yu, a hint of wariness creeping into his eyes. "Deal with him first. This man has been far too calm throughout. Anyone who can produce ten million Supreme Transformation Source Crystal is no ordinary person. There might be others lurking nearby. Everyone, immediately use your divine sense to investigate."
Upon hearing this, everyone's hearts skipped a beat. The next moment, more than ten divine senses simultaneously spread out in all directions, frantically scanning every corner of the ruins. However, they did not notice that the instant their divine senses left their bodies, Qin Yu's lips curled up almost imperceptibly, while Xiao Yue in her sea of consciousness covered her mouth, nearly bursting into laughter. She knew that from the moment these people stepped into this place, they had no chance of leaving.
Amidst the ruins, a fierce wind whipped up dust from between the broken stone tablets. More than ten cultivators at the Eternal Silence Realm stood in four directions, their Fate Soul force intertwined, sealing off the entire area. Yet, Qin Yu, surrounded in the center, remained calm, his hands behind his back as he scanned each face. Finally, he spoke coldly, "Are you done yet? With so many of you surrounding me, are you afraid?"
The voice wasn't loud, but it carried an indescribable sarcasm. The gray-robed elder's face was grim, and he slammed his dragon-headed staff down heavily. Boom—the ground instantly cracked open with countless fissures. "Boy, I'll give you one last chance. Hand over your storage core, and I'll spare your life. Otherwise, this place will be your final resting place."
As soon as he finished speaking, more than ten cultivators around him simultaneously sneered. Clearly, in their eyes, Qin Yu had no chance of survival. However, the next moment, Qin Yu suddenly laughed, his laughter growing louder and louder until it echoed throughout the ruins. "Hahahaha—" "Interesting, truly interesting. You Ancient God Clan people are truly a lineage of despicable fools."
Upon hearing this, everyone's expression instantly changed. A chill appeared in Qin Yu's eyes. "Seeing others with opportunities, they want to snatch them. Seeing others with treasures, they want to steal them. That old bastard Luo Qingchuan was like that back then. And now you are the same. It seems the Ancient God Clan, from top to bottom, are all the same." Boom!!!
Like a thunderclap, the expressions of more than a dozen cultivators changed simultaneously, especially the gray-robed elder, whose pupils suddenly contracted as he stared intently at Qin Yu. "You—you know about the Ancient God Clan?!" Several other cultivators roared angrily, "Who are you?! Tell me the truth! How do you know our identities? How do you know about our clan's steward?"
Meanwhile, the two Holy Clan cultivators in the distance also changed their expressions slightly. The sharp-mouthed cultivator slowly narrowed his eyes, a cold glint flashing in them, his heart churning with shock. "Who exactly is this person? These Ancient God Clan cultivators aren't wearing their clan attire at all, and even their Fate Soul auras are concealed, yet he recognized them at a glance?" The fat cultivator was also filled with shock, constantly swallowing his saliva.
All eyes were on Qin Yu, but Qin Yu simply raised his head slowly, looked at them, and said calmly, "Who I am is not important. What is important is that I have grudges with the Ancient God Clan and with the Holy Clan." As he spoke, his gaze slowly swept over the crowd, his expression filled with undisguised disgust. "The Fate Soul aura emanating from you is so repulsive it makes me want to vomit. I can smell it from three miles away."
The air fell silent. The next moment, the gray-robed elder erupted in fury, his face contorting in rage. "Arrogant! Since you know our identities—then you deserve to die today!!!" Boom!!! He swung the dragon-headed ancient staff violently, unleashing an endless torrent of gray Fate Soul that surged into the sky.
"Kill him!!!" With a furious shout, more than ten Eternal Silence Realm cultivators attacked simultaneously. In an instant, the entire ruins erupted in chaos. The burly man at the forefront stepped forward, his hands clasped together, and a thousand-foot-long giant axe appeared behind him. The axe was pitch black, and its blade was covered with scarlet cracks, each crack exuding a destructive aura of Annihilation.
"Divine Weapon— Realm Splitting God Obliteration Axe!" "Heaven Splitting Realm Severing!!" Boom! The giant axe cleaved through the air, splitting open thousands of miles of void. A dark abyss swept towards Qin Yu. At the same time, another white-haired cultivator formed hand seals, and nine golden ancient beads appeared behind him, each bead bound with countless chains of cause and effect. "Nine Tribulations Fate Returning Beads!" "Nine Tribulations Soul Suppression!!" The nine ancient beads flew out simultaneously.
Transforming into nine blazing suns, they sealed Qin Yu's Fate Soul from nine directions. On the other side, a woman in red robes unleashed a crimson whip, its surface ablaze with dark red flames of karma. With a single swing, the heavens and earth transformed into a sea of fire, the "World Burning Karma Whip!" "Karmic Burning Annihilation!!" Snap—the whip tore through the sky, countless fire patterns weaving into a giant net.
The seal was placed on all sides, and the gray-robed elder took a step forward, his dragon-headed staff erupting with overwhelming light. Countless ancient runes emerged from the staff, transforming into a colossal gray dragon that blotted out the sky, its body spanning heaven and earth, its eyes like the sun and moon. "The Annihilation Dragon Emperor Staff!" "The Stillness Dragon Devours Heaven!!" Roar—
A deafening dragon roar resounded throughout the heavens and earth as a gray dragon tore through the void and pounced. Meanwhile, all the other cultivators of the Eternal Silence Realm also made their moves. Blade lights, spear shadows, divine bells, ancient towers, battle halberds, jade rulers, and more than ten divine weapons manifested simultaneously, and dozens of divine powers swept across the heavens and earth. The entire sky above the ruins was instantly filled with countless rays of light.
Like the apocalypse, the vast sky shattered, and a terrifying torrent of Fate Soul transformed into a World Extinguisher wave, crashing down upon Qin Yu in the center. In the distance, two Holy Clan cultivators watched with trepidation; the fat cultivator's face turned pale. "Brother..." "This kid's doomed, isn't he?" The sharp-beaked cultivator stared intently at the center of the battlefield, his eyes gleaming with greed. "Nonsense." "More than a dozen Eternal Silence Realm attacked simultaneously."
"Even if Eternal Silence Realm · Supreme came, they would have to retreat." This kid is doomed. However, just as all the divine powers were about to descend upon Qin Yu's head, Qin Yu slowly raised his eyes. In those eyes, there was no fear, no panic, only an Ultimate cold indifference, as if he were looking at a group of dead people.
Deep within her consciousness, Xiao Yue sat atop the Void Divine Tree, arms crossed, a barely suppressed smirk playing on her lips. "It's finally begun." "These idiots." "Do they really think they're outnumbering everyone else?" "They have no idea—" "From the moment they stepped in here," "who the real prey is."