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The old man held a demonic spear, his body shrouded in black mist.

Looking at Shi Hao's disheveled appearance, he felt a surge of ecstatic joy.

This is a legendary prodigy of the Stone Clan. If one can kill him, not only will one obtain his essence and blood, but one will also become famous in the Upper Realm.

"Don't bother hiding anymore, you don't even have a chance to escape."

Shi Hao struggled to stand up straight, and he could feel the terrifying power contained within the spear.

Each time those flowing runes rotated, they released a chilling aura of death.

Nevertheless, Shi Hao gritted his teeth and assumed a fighting stance.

At this critical moment, lightning and thunder suddenly struck the sky.

A dazzling bolt of lightning ripped through the sky, and a young figure emerged from it.

The man rode on lightning and traversed the void as he arrived.

The whole process was smooth and effortless, as if traversing space was nothing more than a simple matter for him.

The boy's cool question echoed in the void.

"Who dares to hurt my brother?"

This sudden turn of events startled the old man, and he almost dropped the demonic spear from his hand.

But when he discovered that the newcomer was merely a minor cultivator at the Array Formation Realm, he immediately relaxed, and a contemptuous smile returned to his face.

The old man laughed loudly, then abruptly stopped laughing.

The demonic spear in his hand suddenly erupted with overwhelming demonic energy, which condensed in the air into a hideous giant face.

The vengeful spirits of those powerful beings, refined by the blood essence from the gunshots, all manifested at this moment.

The resentment of dozens of powerful beings at the Divine Fire Realm combined to create a suffocating aura.

Under such pressure, even a Venerable Realm cultivator would be overwhelmed and unable to breathe, let alone a mere Array Formation Realm cultivator.

However, a strange scene happened.

Faced with this terrifying pressure, Qin Yuan stood up straight, as if he were taking a stroll in his own backyard.

Not only that, but a faint golden light emanated from his body, completely isolating him from the ever-encroaching demonic energy.

The old man's pupils suddenly contracted.

He originally thought that a mere cultivator at the Array Formation Realm could be easily suppressed and killed by releasing a little pressure.

He never expected that the other party could completely ignore his imposing manner, which was completely beyond his comprehension.

The primordial power within Qin Yuan's body surged wildly like a flood bursting its banks.

His aura began to surge, and his cultivation level rose steadily.

He quickly broke through the formation and reached the Venerable Realm, causing the entire world to tremble.

Countless golden beams of light shot up from Qin Yuan's body, piercing the sky.

The clouds were stirred up by this force, forming a huge vortex.

Golden lightning flashed at the center of the vortex, spreading outwards continuously.

The old man's hands trembled involuntarily upon seeing this.

A mere array formation cultivator had actually broken through to the Venerable Realm in just a few breaths, which was completely beyond his comprehension.

He gripped the demonic spear tightly, fearing that Qin Yuan's cultivation level would continue to rise.

Fortunately, Qin Yuan's aura quickly stabilized, remaining at the early stage of the Venerable Realm.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and his arrogant expression returned to his face.

In his view, unless the divine fire is ignited, one will forever remain an ant.

Even if one breaks through to the Venerable Realm, it won't change this fact.

However, what happened next completely changed the old man's expression.

Qin Yuan raised his right foot and gently stepped down.

This seemingly ordinary step appears to contain the power to create something from nothing.

The void shattered inch by inch under this kick, like a mirror being smashed.

Fragments of shattered space floated in mid-air, refracting a dazzling array of colors.

Even a powerful expert at the Divine Fire Realm might not be able to create such a scene.

Then, an even more shocking scene unfolded.

The power of blood and qi within Qin Yuan surged into the sky, transforming into a pillar of blood-red light.

This beam of light was a hundred feet thick and shot straight into the sky.

Around the pillar of light, countless golden runes swirled and coiled, emanating a chilling pressure.

After the crimson beam of light shot into the clouds, the entire sky was dyed blood red.

Various strange phenomena appeared in the clouds.

These strange phenomena intertwined to form an apocalyptic scene.

The old man gripped the demonic spear even tighter, his knuckles turning white.

This kind of phenomenon could not be triggered by an ordinary Venerable One; even those exceptionally talented geniuses could not achieve this.

The old man suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of blood onto the demonic spear, while simultaneously summoning the Flame of Life once more.

A ball of blue flame rose from his palm. This flame was different from ordinary flames; it seemed to contain the breath of life.

The flames of life rapidly condensed in the air, gradually transforming into the forms of various divine beasts.

There are three-headed, six-armed Asuras, Yinglongs wrapped in lightning, and Qilins with two wings on their backs.

Every fire-elemental being exudes an aura comparable to that of a divine fire being.

The old man spat out a jet of blood, and his pure essence flowed into the flame creature's body.

In an instant, these fire creatures became even more solid, and you could even see every scale and every feather on their bodies.

The oppressive aura emanating from them surged, causing the surrounding void to distort.

Dozens of fiery creatures circled in the air, letting out earth-shattering roars.

Their auras merged completely, forming a massive net of flames that descended upon Qin Yuan.

If this move is executed, even a powerful expert at the Divine Fire Realm will be severely injured.

However, Qin Yuan showed no fear as he looked at the flames filling the sky.

He took a deep breath, and the primordial energy within his body instantly condensed to its maximum.

The next moment, he opened his mouth and let out a deafening roar.

This long roar contained boundless Daoist principles, like the first thunderclap at the beginning of the world.

Wherever the sound waves passed, the void trembled and the earth cracked.

Those majestic fire creatures, upon being struck by this sound, crumbled as if they had encountered their nemesis.

In the blink of an eye, the flames vanished, leaving only sparks drifting in the air.

This scene completely shattered the old man's psychological defenses.

With trembling hands, he pulled an ancient jade stone from his pocket; this was his last trump card.

The surface of the jade is covered with dense, blood-red lines, each of which is constantly flowing and emitting a dazzling blood-red light.

As the old man continued to channel his magic power, the blood-red light on the jade became increasingly intense, and even began to crack.

Suddenly, the jade shattered with a loud crash.

Countless blood-red fragments reassembled in the air, eventually coalescing into a giant character for "sin".

This character was a hundred feet in size, entirely blood red, and exuded an overwhelming killing intent.

The character "罪" (crime) spun continuously in the air, its blood-red light staining the surrounding area for miles around.

Under the blood-red sky, Qin Yuan's figure appeared exceptionally tall.

The aura emanating from him became increasingly terrifying, as if it would crush the entire world.

Upon seeing this word, the old man's face turned deathly pale.

He finally understood that the boy in front of him was the descendant of that sinful bloodline.