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

He flicked his sleeves and casually uttered the word "wind".

In an instant, the wind howled around Qin Chuan, turning into a whirlwind that shook violently in all directions.

Immediately, seven or eight Xuanzong cultivators and totem demons who had rushed over were forced to retreat, coughing up blood.

No one on the entire battlefield could stop Qin Chuan.

With each step Qin Chuan took, he covered another hundred feet in an instant.

He raised his right hand and pressed it down in a distant direction.

A wisp of frost-covered earth spread out instantly.

This caused the cultivators who rushed in from all sides to immediately roar.

My entire body was trembling, frozen solid, as if I were buried in the ground!

Qin Chuan took his third step, another hundred feet.

When it reappeared, it was already in front of the retreating chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe.

When the people around rushed towards them without regard for their own safety.

In this moment, the chieftain of the Manshi tribe finally regained his senses, revealing a look of despair.

Qin Chuan raised his right hand and pressed it forward gently.

"gold!"

As soon as he uttered the word, a torrent of golden light burst forth from Qin Chuan's right hand.

The light instantly spread throughout the entire battlefield.

In the blink of an eye, the chieftain of the Barbarian Stone Tribe had completely transformed into a golden statue.

With a thud, the statue fell to the ground below, motionless, retaining its lifelong despair…

This scene immediately left all the members of the Barbarian Stone Tribe stunned.

I was shivering, as if I were in the dead of winter.

"Holy Ancestor!!"

"Holy Ancestor!!"

The members of the Golden Crow tribe were even more excited.

The roar echoed in all directions.

In those roars, they vented their anger and frustration.

This roar contained their determination to exterminate the Barbarian Stone Tribe.

Since you want to wipe out my entire clan, then I will wipe out your entire tribe.

This enmity is irreconcilable and there is no way to resolve it.

The only option is for one of the two clans to have their bloodline severed from the Tianyuan Continent!

"The Ancestor is about to arrive!"

"Our ancestor will definitely come to save us!"

"Stick to it!"

After witnessing the death of their chieftain, the members of the Manshi tribe were filled with despair.

The only thing keeping them from collapsing at this moment was their belief in Ancestor Yuwen.

They believed that Ancestor Yuwen would definitely come to their rescue!

Because Yuwen Hongye is their ancestor!

The killings resumed.

Amidst the fierce fighting, Qin Chuan's figure became the sole pinnacle on the battlefield.

No cultivators from the Barbarian Stone Tribe dared to approach him, and no totem demons dared to make a move.

Wherever he went, all the monks avoided him.

Until Qin Chuan's gaze fell on Pang Wenchang of the Manshi tribe.

Pang Wenchang immediately trembled and retreated abruptly without hesitation.

He was horrified, but just as he stepped back...

Qin Chuan's figure transformed into a wisp of green smoke, appearing instantly beside Pang Wenchang.

"I am willing to surrender to the Golden Crow Tribe!!"

Pang Wenchang's expression changed drastically in an instant; the pressure Qin Chuan was putting on him was too great.

Faced with a life-or-death crisis, Pang Wenchang immediately spoke up.

In fact, fearing that Qin Chuan might not believe him, he simply removed all his defenses.

"I am willing to surrender. I am a prodigy of the Barbarian Stone Tribe. I join the Golden Crow Tribe, and I can offer the Golden Crow Tribe..."

Pang Wenchang hurriedly spoke, but before he could finish his sentence...

Qin Chuan's right hand moved like lightning, grabbing Pang Wenchang's neck in an instant and choking him tightly.

"I remember you. You were there too, back in the Mo Sect."

Qin Chuan spoke calmly.

Pang Wenchang trembled, his expression filled with fear, feeling as if his neck was being gripped by a giant pair of pincers.

As he trembled, he heard Qin Chuan's words and quickly nodded.

“But the Golden Crow tribe does not want to surrender.”

As Qin Chuan spoke, he suddenly clenched his right hand.

With a loud bang, the body of the proud prodigy of the Barbarian Stone Tribe collapsed.

Soul and body shattered, form and spirit annihilated!

Qin Chuan released his grip, turned around, and saw that at this moment, only a little over 10,000 people remained in the entire Barbarian Stone Tribe.

Of the more than one hundred Xuanzong cultivators there once were, only a little over twenty remain.

As for those totem monsters, only five remain now.

The Barbarian Stone Tribe has now fallen.

However, as long as Ancestor Yuwen is around, they will still be the majority!

Currently, under the leadership of the high priest of the Manshi tribe, all the tribesmen have huddled together.

It's as if they've switched identities with the previous Golden Crow tribe.

They were surrounded by the Golden Crow tribe members, hundreds of thousands of ghosts, and seven Qinghai giants.

The central area of ​​the Manshi tribe.

The high priest raised his right hand, holding his wooden staff high, his expression sorrowful.

He plunged his wooden staff deep into the ground, spitting out blood as he sat cross-legged.

"Ancestor, why haven't you come yet?!"

The Barbarian Stone Tribe is on the verge of extinction... Of its 80,000 members, only 10,000 remain!

Ancestor, why...why didn't you come?!

The high priest of the Barbarian Stone tribe roared to the sky with a shrill voice.

The wooden staff in front of him emitted a white light.

The light shot directly into the sky, and after touching the crimson light shield formed by the Blood Qilin, it gradually disappeared.

Although it disappeared, the High Priest's call was transmitted to the outside world through this special bloodline method.

The message traveled into the mountain gate of the Barbarian Stone Tribe, into the mind of the old ancestor Yuwen, who was sitting cross-legged in meditation.

Qin Chuan stood in mid-air, watching this scene, his eyes flashing slightly.

As he raised his right hand, the Three Absolute Soul-Destroying Nails appeared.

Qin Chuan's divine sense surged into the Soul-Destroying Nail.

Then, with the power of the Blood Qilin, he forcibly erased the mark inside, leaving only his own mark.

"I will treat you the same way you treat the Golden Crow Tribe, which is fair!"

Qin Chuan spoke calmly, waving his right hand.

A black Soul-Destroying Nail suddenly grew larger in mid-air.

With a roar, it hurtled straight to the ground and pierced into the earth.

As Qin Chuan pressed down on the void, the enormous black nail immediately roared and pierced into the earth.

It stopped only after it had penetrated most of the way in.

At the same time, a black light curtain instantly enveloped the entire Barbarian Stone Tribe.

Immediately afterwards, a second nail flew out and pierced the ground in another direction.

As the second nail pierced through, the black light curtain grew even denser.

The members of the Manshi tribe inside trembled and began to wither.

When the third nail also pierced the ground.

The formation of the Three Absolute Soul-Destroying Nails suddenly unfolded!

All the members of the Barbarian Stone Tribe are the same as the members of the Golden Crow Tribe before them.

Their bodies wither rapidly, and their vitality is being quickly stripped away.

Trembling, all the members of the Barbarian Stone Tribe showed despair as they looked at the High Priest.

The high priest looked up at the sky, letting his body wither away rapidly.

His piercing voice, filled with even deeper despair, rang out once more.

"Ancestor...save your people..."

"Ancestor, why haven't you come? Have you abandoned us...?"

Qin Chuan watched this scene from mid-air without saying a word, but instead raised his head.

He gazed at the sky, lost in thought.

……