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

At the same time, with each swing of their bodies, the seven giants from Qinghai emitted a dazzling red light.

Wherever it went, all the cultivators were annihilated.

Hundreds of thousands of ghosts, carrying endless chill, extinguished all life in the areas they passed through.

This was an outright massacre!!

The Jinwu tribe members also became the scapegoats in this massacre.

With a ferocity, with revenge, with an unyielding determination, they roared and charged forward.

Qin Chuan swayed forward and instantly appeared next to a Xuanzong cultivator.

The Xuanzong cultivator was an old woman, wearing a dark green robe, and her face was pale at the moment.

They were utterly shocked by the sudden and dramatic changes that had occurred in the entire world because of Qin Chuan's appearance.

She looked at the carnage around her and immediately felt a chill run down her spine.

Just as she was about to step back, she was startled and noticed Qin Chuan's figure.

The old woman's eyes narrowed sharply, and without hesitation, she bit her tongue, spitting out blood.

She raised her right hand and slapped it on her storage ring, instantly taking out dozens of magical treasures.

In this moment of crisis, the old woman disregarded everything else.

As the magical artifact appeared, the light of totems emanating from her entire body transformed, manifesting various totems.

At the same time, her body withered rapidly, as if she had forced out most of her life force as cultivation.

The roar echoed, and in that instant, the old woman's expression turned ferocious.

Qin Chuan's expression was indifferent; he didn't flinch at all as he strode over.

He made a grabbing motion in the air with his right hand, and the demonic spear appeared in his hand. He then thrust the spear forward with a whooshing sound.

This shot unleashed a deafening roar, tearing apart all the magical artifacts and shattering all of the old woman's totem shadows.

A single shot pierced the old woman's forehead, going straight through.

The old woman's eyes widened as she stared blankly at Qin Chuan before her body suddenly collapsed and exploded.

Its weakened soul was about to escape when Qin Chuan grabbed it from thin air with his left hand.

He grabbed it directly and squeezed it hard.

This scene immediately made the three totem saints who were gritting their teeth and preparing to launch a sneak attack on Qin Chuan gasp in unison.

The three strange demons were immediately horrified and were about to retreat when Qin Chuan turned around, his eyes flashing like lightning.

"thunder."

Amidst the raging battles all around, Qin Chuan's voice was faint and seemingly insignificant.

But just as his voice was uttered.

The heavens and earth roared, and seven enormous bolts of lightning suddenly appeared from the void with a thunderous boom.

These are seven red lightning bolts, carrying the implication of a heavenly tribulation.

Upon its arrival, it seemed to embody Qin Chuan's will, heading straight for the three totem saints.

The three strange demons were immediately horrified and unhesitatingly displayed their respective supernatural powers.

Instantly, their bodies shimmered with iridescent colors, and within their layers of protection, a demonic aura surged forth.

But... in the blink of an eye, the three strange demons let out a shrill scream.

The red lightning roared in, like a thunderbolt shattering all laws.

All supernatural powers and all spells were utterly destroyed.

Amidst the roar, the three totem monsters had no way to dodge or avoid.

His figure was completely engulfed by seven red lightning bolts.

Only the sound of thunder shook the heavens and the earth, reverberating throughout the entire battlefield.

Everyone who witnessed this scene gasped in shock, their expressions utterly horrified.

All members of the Barbarian Stone Tribe, especially the Xuanzong cultivators and the Totem Saint Ancestor of the Barbarian Stone Tribe.

Their expressions changed drastically, and fear appeared in their eyes.

Several others swayed and, without hesitation, left the battlefield, attempting to escape.

Upon touching the surrounding red barriers, a scream is heard, and the body immediately dissipates and melts away.

This place... has long since become a dead end!

The high priest of the Manshi tribe, an old man with white hair and a somewhat otherworldly air about him.

He held a huge wooden staff in his hand and wore a gray robe.

His body trembled, and despair filled his eyes.

But soon, that despair vanished, replaced by unwavering resolve.

"People of the Barbarian Stone Tribe, hold on! Our ancestor will surely come to our rescue!"

His words immediately terrified the Barbarian Stone Tribe members on the battlefield, who were filled with fear due to Qin Chuan's power.

Each one seemed to have a flame of hope ignited within their eyes.

"The ancestor is on his way. He will come to annihilate this scoundrel and his clan."

My Barbarian Stone Tribe will never perish!

The chieftain of the Manshi tribe, dressed in a purple robe, also had white hair, but his eyes were filled with a sharp intent.

His cultivation had reached the peak of the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm. At this moment, he took a deep breath, and his voice echoed throughout the battlefield.

Pang Wenchang took a deep breath; the words of the clan elder and the high priest calmed him down a bit.

With a gloomy expression, Pang Wenchang's eyes revealed a hint of mockery as he gazed at Qin Chuan from afar.

“Our ancestor will definitely come. Besides, we are one of the three major tribes of the Western Sea Alliance.”

Qin Chuan has provoked not only my Barbarian Stone Tribe, but the entire Western Sea Alliance!

With three great venerable ancestors present, this person... is doomed!

Qin Chuan's body disappeared, and when he reappeared, he raised his right hand and grabbed at the air.

He grabbed a totem ancestor by the neck.

This was a humanoid monster that was struggling after being captured by Qin Chuan.

But as Qin Chuan casually uttered the word "fire," its entire body instantly burst into flames of black fire.

The flames seemed to contain indescribable high temperatures.

In an instant, amidst that shrill scream, the strange demon turned to ashes in Qin Chuan's hands.

Qin Chuan didn't even glance at the dead monster. He heard the conversation between the chieftain and priest of the Barbarian Stone Tribe, and a cold smile appeared on his lips.

"Are they waiting for that old scoundrel Yuwen...?"

A murderous glint flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes as he looked directly at the chieftain of the Man Shi tribe, who was hundreds of feet away, separated by a large crowd.

The moment the elder in purple robes looked at him, the chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe felt a chill run down his spine.

A strong sense of life-or-death crisis arose in his mind, and he looked at Qin Chuan.

The moment he looked at Qin Chuan, he was suddenly shaken and realized something was wrong.

This action appears to be entirely subconscious.

The moment their eyes met, the chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe immediately felt a buzzing in his mind.

A sharp, stinging pain shot through Qin Chuan's eyes, as if they contained a sharp blade.

It blasted into my mind through my eyes, instantly obliterating my thoughts.

Amidst this buzzing, the chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe bled from all seven orifices, his eyes glazed over, yet his body continued to retreat.

"Whether that old scoundrel Yuwen will come or not, I don't know, but I'm sure you won't be able to wait for him."

Qin Chuan spoke calmly and then strode away.

"Protect the clan leader!!"

The other tribesmen around also noticed this scene and were all shocked.

Immediately, their clan leader was protected, and many Xuanzong cultivators and totem demons rushed over.

Qin Chuan smiled slightly, and his body vanished in an instant, heading straight for the Barbarian Stone Tribe.

The roar of engines and the carnage continued.

Not a single member of the clan could stop Qin Chuan in the slightest.

He raised a finger with his right hand, and a Xuanzong cultivator who had arrived beside him was touched on the center of his forehead.

As he coughed up blood and staggered backward, Qin Chuan had already covered a hundred feet.