After conquering the Empress, I proved my Dao with the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace!

Pang Wenchang's eyes widened, and he was completely stunned. He had originally planned to fight Qin Chuan.

But at this moment, seeing Qin Chuan's passage, the Xuanzong cultivators have not been able to exchange a single breath with him.

In particular, he now saw a renowned elder of the eighth level of the Xuanzong realm within the clan.

In front of Qin Chuan, it was as fragile as a single finger, and its body collapsed with a roar.

The screams still echoed in his ears, and his body trembled instantly, dispelling all thoughts of fighting Qin Chuan.

"Stop them from taking out the Soul-Destroying Nail!!"

Just as everyone was alarmed, the chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe suddenly narrowed his eyes and let out a low growl.

He took another step forward, heading straight for Qin Chuan.

Meanwhile, around Qin Chuan, there were more than thirty Xuanzong cultivators and seven or eight Totem Saint Ancestors.

They all tried to stop Qin Chuan from getting close to the black nail.

"roll!"

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with intense killing intent as he raised his right hand and swung it forward.

In an instant, a gale howled.

With a booming sound, the seven or eight Xuanzong cultivators who were blocking his way disappeared.

One by one, they coughed up blood, staggered backward, and turned pale.

Two of them even suffered a complete physical breakdown and died tragically.

At the same time, Qin Chuan raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion in the air.

With the magic spear in hand, he thrust it fiercely behind him.

The demonic spear transformed into black mist, its appearance ferocious, and instantly engulfed the seven or eight people approaching from behind him.

Wherever it passed, a deafening roar immediately followed.

Without pausing for a moment, Qin Chuan appeared in front of a totem patriarch.

His eyes flashed with murderous intent, and he raised his right hand to deliver a punch.

boom!

The totem ancestor, who resembled a rhinoceros, was filled with disbelief when his body shattered into pieces with a loud bang.

Amidst the splattering of flesh and blood, a mist of blood was formed.

Qin Chuan's body passed right through, causing gasps of breath to rise from all around.

Even the other seven or eight Xuanzong cultivators who were preparing to intercept Qin Chuan.

They were all shaken to their core by this intense shock, and stopped in their tracks, not daring to stop them.

With unstoppable force, Qin Chuan appeared on the black Soul-Destroying Nail in an instant.

He raised his right hand, pressed down on the Soul-Destroying Nail, and pulled it upwards sharply.

With this pull, the massive black nail made a loud bang.

It was slowly lifted up.

But just then, the chieftain of the Manshi tribe arrived.

Seeing this, the chieftain of the Manshi tribe's eyes flashed with intense murderous intent.

He knew he absolutely could not allow the Soul-Destroying Nail to be removed.

Otherwise, if the Golden Crow tribe members rushed out, it would undoubtedly be adding insult to injury for their Barbarian Stone tribe!

"Stop them at all costs!"

The chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe roared, and the Xuanzong cultivators of the surrounding Barbarian Stone Tribes gritted their teeth.

These dozen or so people rushed out together, heading straight for Qin Chuan, and seven or eight totem saint ancestors also came with a roar.

As these people approached, Qin Chuan sneered.

"The Fourth Life!"

He activated his fourth life directly, and with a boom, an aura suddenly rose from Qin Chuan's body.

As the crowd approached, they made an invisible collision with the aura that Qin Chuan unleashed.

Amidst the roar, all the Xuanzong cultivators and totem saints surrounding Qin Chuan coughed up blood.

Even the chieftain of the Manshi tribe coughed up blood and staggered back, their expressions filled with unprecedented horror.

They could only watch helplessly as Qin Chuan suddenly swung his right hand upwards.

The huge black nail rose directly from the ground with a thunderous roar.

While in mid-air, the nail rapidly shrank, becoming the size of a palm, and landed in Qin Chuan's hand.

With one of the three nails missing, the black light shield surrounding the Golden Crow tribe immediately distorted.

In this distortion, the plundering of its inner life force immediately slowed down.

All the members of the Golden Crow tribe showed excitement.

This scene once again shocked everyone.

"What...what is his cultivation level?!"

"This isn't the peak of the ninth level of the Profound Sect, this is... a half-step Profound Venerable!!"

Amidst the astonishment of the crowd, another deafening roar erupted from the location of the second Soul-Destroying Nail.

Amidst the massive earthquake, the second black nail...

After the Blood Qilin slaughtered all the Xuanzong cultivators and Totem Saint Ancestors who stood in its way, it slapped them away with a single blow.

Its force was so great that when the black nail was knocked away, it tore a huge crack in the earth.

With two nails missing, the black light curtain distorted extensively.

There is no longer any plundering of life within it; instead, there is even a reciprocal feeding!

All the life force that had been drained away seemed to return at this moment.

The nail, which had been slapped away by the Blood Qilin, hummed as it flew through the air.

Qin Chuan swayed and raised his right hand, pointing into the air.

The huge black nail that had been thrown into the air immediately trembled and rapidly shrank.

It arrived in an instant and landed in Qin Chuan's hands.

Without pausing for a moment, he went straight for the third black nail.

Before anyone could even get close, all those who tried to block their way saw a flash of red light.

The Blood Qilin arrived in an instant and slapped it away with a single blow.

Everything it slapped was torn apart and shattered to pieces!

boom!

Qin Chuan raised his right hand and slammed it directly into the third black nail from below.

With a bang, the nail vibrated and then shot up from the ground!

The black light curtain shattered in an instant, and the bodies of the Golden Crow tribe members visibly recovered from their withered state.

With overwhelming murderous intent, it suddenly charged out!

"kill!"

Slaughter rises!

The members of the Golden Crow tribe roared out, their spirits soaring.

Especially those clansmen who migrated with Qin Chuan.

One by one, their passion was reignited, as if they had returned to those bygone days.

In blood and fire, life shines brilliantly.

Those who arrived later also felt their blood burning.

Those stories about migration that were once passed down among the people of the old Zili tribe.

It seems to have appeared before my eyes now, no longer just a picture, but a reality.

The Jinwu tribe is no longer the Jinwu Five Tribes of yesteryear, nor is it a group that needed Qin Chuan's protection during its migration.

The Golden Crow tribe is now a force that even the Savage Stone tribe must exert all its strength to destroy.

Their charge, the rise of murderous intent, and the inherent strength and madness within them.

At that moment, it erupted with a deafening roar.

Tens of thousands of Golden Crow tribe members rushed out, along with numerous demon hordes.

Ah Da, the savage giant, the tribe's Xuanzong cultivator, and those totems.

They appeared in unison and stormed into the Barbarian Stone Tribe.

The roar was incessant, and the fighting was fierce.

Qin Chuan was in mid-air when he raised his right hand.

The third black nail appeared in his palm in an instant.

After putting it away, a cold glint flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes.

The Blood Qilin roared all the way before its body vanished in an instant.

It wasn't murder, but rather a sudden burst of blinding red light.

This red light was like a giant dome, directly enveloping all directions and sealing off the retreat route of the Barbarian Stone Tribe!

However, when the Blood Kirin transformed into a red seal...

Suddenly, the little white dog on Qin Chuan's shoulder had its eyes shining and stared intently at the figure of the Blood Qilin.

He opened his mouth, as if his whole body was shocked, and then a strong interest suddenly ignited in his eyes.