System: After the fortune telling, my cultivation level skyrocketed.

After receiving Zhanxin's reminder, Chen Xuan slowly turned around, his body seemingly enveloped in an invisible chill that caused the surrounding air to freeze. His gaze, like two sharp, cold glints, fell directly on the leader of the group, the young master of the Hunter Dragon Clan, and the young master of the Tianxuan Clan, among others.

This glance made the young master of the Dragon Hunter Clan's heart skip a beat, and a strong sense of unease welled up inexplicably, as if he had nowhere to hide in front of Chen Xuan.

"A way out, of course, can be given to you." Chen Xuan's voice seemed to come from the deepest hell, indifferent and cold, without a trace of warmth, echoing slowly in this battlefield filled with tension.

Upon hearing this, everyone's ashen faces instantly regained some color, and their eyes gleamed with a desire to survive, as if drowning people had grasped at a straw.

A hint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Dragon Hunter's son, and he subconsciously took a step forward. But before he could utter a word of gratitude, Chen Xuan's next words were like a bucket of ice water poured over his head.

"However, there are only two ways to survive." Chen Xuan narrowed his eyes slightly, his cold gaze sweeping over the group of cultivators whose faces instantly turned ugly, like a sharp blade. Each word was like a heavy hammer hitting their hearts.

"As for who will live, that depends on your methods. If a winner cannot be determined within the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, then don't blame me for not giving you a way out, after all, we are mortal enemies."

As Chen Xuan finished speaking, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, revealing a faint smile that carried a hint of amusement and mockery. He continued, "Of course, you can also join forces and use forbidden techniques to fight me to the death. I don't care."

As soon as he finished speaking, he casually and steadily planted the half-lit incense stick into the ground. The wisps of smoke rising slowly in the tense atmosphere seemed like the tolling of a death countdown bell, each wisp of smoke striking heavily in everyone's hearts, causing their heartbeats to quicken involuntarily.

Then, Chen Xuan strode back to his senior brothers and the others. His steps were steady and powerful, each step causing the ground to tremble slightly, demonstrating his undeniable and powerful aura.

Upon hearing this news, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

A short, grotesque cultivator, filled with resentment, his eyes gleaming with madness, waved his hands in the air, trying to persuade everyone to fight Chen Xuan to the death: "We can't just let him do as he pleases. If we all attack together, there might still be a glimmer of hope!"

Before he could finish speaking, a burly man beside him, whose eyes were bloodshot and demonic, activated multiple forbidden techniques. Without hesitation, he swung his broadsword. A flash of cold light appeared, and the short cultivator's head flew high into the air. Blood gushed from his neck like a fountain, splashing onto the dry ground and being absorbed instantly, as if he had never existed in this world.

"kill!"

"Qingyuexuan, it's all your fault! If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have shown ourselves so easily and attacked Beiming!"

"You still dare to hide in the distance, Qingyuexuan! If you don't die, I'll have wasted my two hundred years of cultivation!"

The roars of the crowd mingled together, like a surging tide, carrying endless anger and despair, sweeping towards Qingyue Pavilion.

Qing Yuexuan's face was extremely pale at this moment, and large beads of sweat rolled down his pale forehead. His legs trembled slightly as he frantically dodged the killing moves while shouting hoarsely.

"Everyone, let's not panic! This is his conspiracy to undermine us from within!" However, his shouts were so weak amidst the frenzied roars of the crowd that no one paid any attention.

"Bullshit! Forbidden techniques can only increase our cultivation level. How can we possibly withstand a secret technique that impacts the divine sense level?!"

"Even on the verge of death, he's still spreading heresy and misleading the public!!"

"A bunch of brainless lunatics!"