You're Not a Holy Sect Disciple!

"This statue is... a spiritual object?"

Feeling the surging, turbulent energy within his body, Qi Yun's breathing quickened.

This tremor points to... [Clear Breeze Technique]?

With his eyes slightly narrowed and his mind calmed, Qi Yun strode towards the bird-headed, human-bodied statue.

The closer I got to the statue, the stronger the feeling of excitement in my heart became.

The numbers on the back of Qi Yun's hand seemed to sense the source and began to shine brightly.

Upon reaching the foot of the statue, a beam of light suddenly shot out from the numbers on the back of his hand and disappeared into the statue.

The next moment!

The statue trembled, and its lowered, compassionate, and gentle eyes subtly shifted as they looked at Qi Yun.

boom--

The void in front of Qi Yun suddenly trembled, like a boulder thrown into a calm lake, creating ripples. Then, orbs of light, each about the size of a fist and of different colors, appeared out of thin air, neatly arranged in the void, like an invisible list of treasures.

These orbs of light emitted a distinct aura.

Some are a fiery red, with the phantom of a golden crow seemingly circling and howling inside; others are a deep, dark blue, with glimpses of condensed ice crystals and surging cold waves; some are lush and vibrant green, as if containing a condensed forest; some are earthy yellow and heavy, as steady as mountains; and some are a dazzling, sharp gold, revealing their full brilliance.

Even more remarkably, it manifested as an ethereal, pale blue color, surrounded by auras, resonating strongly with the [Clear Breeze Technique] within Qi Yun's body...

Each ray of light subtly reveals a unique concept of "Tao".

Below the light cluster, different numbers are clearly marked.

"Spirit Points... Spirit Source..." Qi Yun's gaze slowly swept over these colorful orbs of light, and he subconsciously clenched his fists.

This place is indeed a treasure trove!

Carefully discerning the aura of these orbs of light, Qi Yun first glanced at the numbers on the back of his hand.

2733

"Should I just pick the most expensive one... or wait and see if there's a better one later...?"

Just as Qi Yun hesitated, the three white bone skulls that had been surrounding and protecting him suddenly sensed extreme danger and emitted a sharp, urgent, eerie howl.

Without waiting for Qi Yun's command, it automatically transformed into three white beams and shot towards a shadowy spot behind Qi Yun!

slap slap slap--

The dark green short sword was extremely sharp and domineering; the tip of the sword simply turned lightly and gracefully.

The three incredibly tough white bone skulls, comparable to refined iron, shattered simultaneously like fragile pottery, turning into countless pale bone fragments that flew everywhere!

But there was this momentary stagnation.

The massive amount of abyssal Sunken Abyss Iron Sand that had been gathering power around Qi Yun erupted like a black torrent bursting its banks.

They converged at a frenzied pace, faster than ever before.

With each breath, layers upon layers intertwined to form a dense, thick, pitch-black cocoon, tightly protecting Qi Yun in the center.

A crisp "ding" sounded!

The short sword, its momentum undiminished, struck the iron cocoon with tremendous force, sending up a trail of blinding sparks.

It was mostly submerged, but failed to penetrate.

Within the large cocoon, Qi Yun's eyes were icy as he stared at the broken short sword in front of him, a slight twitch at the corner of his mouth.

"Oh..."

The single- Method Formula suddenly changed, and Qi Yun shouted in a low voice, "Explode!"

The pitch-black Sunken Abyss Iron that had been protecting him so tightly suddenly burst open.

Countless iron filings, imbued with terrifying power, shot out like thousands of powerful bows and crossbows, transforming into a destructive metal storm that indiscriminately sprayed in all directions.

Each grain of iron sand contains enough power to easily pierce through metal and stone, comparable to a full-force strike from Qi Refining Fifth Layer of Qi Refining.

It instantly covered every inch of the surrounding space!

However, the expected scene of the attacker being riddled with bullets did not occur from the direction from which the short sword initially struck.

The void rippled violently like waves on water.

All the iron shot that shot towards them seemed to have hit empty air.

It passed right through the ripples, without harming what lay behind them.

"Hide? Let's see how long you can hide!" Qi Yun sneered, and without the slightest hesitation, attacked with all his might.

Gale and torrential rain!

A truly devastating and overwhelming attack!

Qi Yun used the Sunken Abyss Iron Sand to its fullest potential, making it powerful, sharp, versatile, and dense.

The offensive was like a whirlwind, relentless and without any pause.

A torrent of pitch-black iron sand filled the entire space, and an aura of destruction permeated the air.

The hidden attackers clearly hadn't anticipated Qi Yun's counterattack to be so fierce, brutal, and relentless.

The eerie ripples in the void kept flashing, each time narrowly deflecting or swallowing the deadly attacks.

However, the frequency of these manifestations is increasing, while the range is decreasing.

Clearly, this mysterious escape technique consumes a great deal of one's True Qi and mental strength.

Under such intense and continuous attacks, it has gradually become difficult to maintain its perfect state.

Bang--

The void rippled violently under the combined attack of the giant iron sand fists coming from four directions: up, down, left, and right.

A blurry figure dressed in tight-fitting night clothes was forced to stumble and fall out!

Although his face was covered by a mask, his exposed eyes were filled with horror and a hint of panic.

Are all the methods of the Holy Sect disciples this terrifying?

"Keep hiding..." Qi Yun's lips curled into a cold smile. He slightly raised his right index finger, and hundreds of black chains made of Sunken Abyss Iron Sand rattled as they rushed towards the thief.

"All things vanish into nothingness, heaven and earth tremble!"

The emptiness holds a profound and hazy understanding.

Imperial decree!

Seeing the dark chains sweeping in from all directions like vicious dragons, the thief's eyes flashed with ferocity. He hurriedly chanted incantations, formed mysterious hand Method Formula, and suddenly exhaled a cloud of mist, both real and unreal.

As the mist swirled, the thief vanished once more, the iron chains striking the ground with a deafening crash!

Hmph, not again?

With a sneer, Qi Yun slightly raised his head, his right hand rapidly making calculations, the faint blood-red light swirling around his fingertips, making it difficult to discern the truth.

"Found it!"

The next moment, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and his right hand, which had been calculating, suddenly shot out fiercely towards the empty space on his left side!

boom--

The hand, burning with the fierce Southern Brightness Devil Fire, precisely gripped the void, seized the thief by the neck, and forcibly pulled him out of the mysterious void.

"Nanming... Demonic Fire... You mere Qi Refining... How could you..." The voice was filled with disbelief as the thief, his body riddled with burns, struggled in agony.

Completely ignoring him, Qi Yun reached out and wiped off the man's mask, revealing a face he had never seen before.

Qi Yun's gaze lingered on that face for a moment, and then his next words made the screaming thief tremble, a hint of horror involuntarily showing in his eyes.

You are not a disciple of the Holy Sect!

How did you get in?