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

Seeing the giant sword coming down in front of him, Qin Chuan's eyes turned cold, and he used the Xuan Chi sword to cut a wound on the tip of his middle finger.

In an instant, blood flowed, staining his fingers.

In order to avoid any further complications, Qin Chuan was willing to expend his profound energy to end this battle as soon as possible.

"Floating Pagoda Finger!"

With a low shout, a beam of blood-red light shot out from his fingertips, carrying an aura of destruction, and headed towards the giant sword.

"boom!"

The two collided, producing a tremendous roar.

The phantom of the giant sword instantly became transparent.

It began to sway precariously, looking as if it could collapse at any moment.

Upon seeing this, Luo Hao's pupils shrank, and an expression of disbelief appeared on his face.

At such close range, there was no time to escape.

Without a second thought, he raised his hand and tossed out a bronze bell.

The moment the bronze bell appeared, it swelled in the wind and quickly transformed into a giant bell the size of a small mountain, blocking its path.

Biting his tongue, Luo Hao spat out a mouthful of blood essence into the giant bell in front of him without hesitation.

In an instant, the giant bell, which had been semi-transparent, became solid.

Several ancient symbols are faintly visible on the surface of the giant bell, which shines with golden light.

"Crack!"

However, at the very moment the giant bell appeared...

The giant bell flashed violently, countless cracks appeared, and it made a series of cracking sounds.

Upon seeing this, Luo Hao's expression changed drastically. This ancient bell was a top-grade defensive magic weapon.

He hadn't expected that he wouldn't be able to withstand this attack either.

"What kind of martial art is this?"

Luo Hao was horrified.

What he didn't know was that when Qin Chuan Xuan Wang was at the seventh level of the Heavenly Realm, even the disciples of aristocratic families had to avoid his sharp edge.

Now that the Xuanwang Eighth Heaven Realm has used his power again, Daozi can be killed!

"boom!"

The giant bell held on for a moment, then shattered with a crash.

The moment the giant bell shattered, Luo Hao quickly threw out several more magical treasures.

One magical artifact after another appeared outside his body.

These defensive layers, flashing with various colors of light, shattered at an extremely rapid pace.

With unstoppable momentum, it was like a thin sheet of paper trying to block the sharp sword under the impact of the bloody light.

"boom!"

The blood-red light arrived in an instant, piercing through countless defenses and rushing towards Luo Hao.

After passing through countless obstacles, the blood-red light had become extremely small.

However, Qin Chuan, who has mastered the ability to enter the body with divine sense in the Blood Immortal inheritance, can exert the strongest power even when he is small.

The next moment, Luo Hao suddenly opened his eyes, which were bloodshot.

A blood hole the size of a thumb appeared on his forehead.

"Damn it, I was so close..."

Luo Hao's eyes were unfocused, and the communication talisman he was tightly clutching in his hand fell from the sky at that moment.

He was just a hair's breadth away from activating the communication talisman. Once he contacted his grandfather, given the grandfather's Xuanhuang realm strength, he would definitely survive!

However, all of this fell short of expectations…

In that instant, Luo Hao felt endless regret and resentment…

Yunmeng City.

The Luo family ancestral hall is filled with shelves displaying the birth year jade plaques of Luo family members.

In the second-to-last position of the third row, a crisp explosion was heard, and the life jade pendant above shattered.

Jade tablet fragments were scattered all over the ground.

Suddenly, an old man in black robes appeared in the previously empty ancestral hall.

Looking at the broken jade pendant on the ground, the black-robed old man's face was so gloomy it seemed like water was about to drip from it, and he clenched his fists tightly.

On this broken jade pendant, the two characters "Luo Hao" can still be faintly seen.

This is his most beloved grandson, and also the one who resembles him the most among all his grandsons.

His eyes flashed, and he said sinisterly, "Hao'er, your grandfather swears that no matter what, he will grind the person who killed you to dust and avenge you!"

After saying that, he patted his chest and spat out a glob of black semen.

With a flick of his right hand, his fingers moved rapidly through the blood.

Dark red ripples spread outwards, transforming into countless eerie symbols that lingered between heaven and earth.

He knew that Luo Hao was still in Yunmeng City yesterday and couldn't have gone too far.

"puff!"

The old man in black robes coughed up another mouthful of blood, and his already frosty white hair at the temples seemed to turn even whiter.

He intends to rely on the power of his bloodline to find the murderer who killed his grandson and then personally avenge him.

Even if it costs me a lot of my lifespan, I will not hesitate!

……

High in the sky, watching Luo Hao plummeting downwards, Qin Chuan took a deep breath and finally finished him off.

Without further hesitation, he flew over and retrieved the spirit-treasure-grade longsword and the storage ring on his body.

He did the same thing, disposing of the body to cover his tracks.

Watching the burning corpse turn to ashes as it fell, Qin Chuan sighed softly, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes.

During the battle just now, he also saw Luo Hao throw out many magical treasures, but they were all destroyed by the Floating Pagoda Finger, which can be said to be quite a waste.

"Fortunately, the sword is unharmed..."

Looking at the sword in his hand, Qin Chuan's eyes gleamed, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face.

He had been eyeing this sword, which was of the spirit treasure grade, for a long time.

It's far superior to the Xuan Chi Sword, a mid-grade medicinal treasure, in his hand.

However, he quickly stopped smiling, and a cold glint flashed in his eyes.

There is still one threat that has not been resolved, so we cannot let our guard down.

Immediately, Qin Chuan changed direction, quickly recovering his depleted Xuan energy while flying in another direction.

All of this actually happened not long ago.

When Qin Chuan returned to the empty place, he found that the Demon Cloud Ancestor and his last remaining disciple had not chosen to leave.

This made him narrow his eyes slightly, a look of seriousness flashing in them.

Seeing Qin Chuan land, the Demon Cloud Ancestor smiled and said with a chuckle, "Is everything settled?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Chuan frowned, but did not respond.

As if guessing what Qin Chuan was thinking, the Demon Cloud Ancestor smiled and explained, "Actually, the rumors that I am protective of my own are all false."

I value my life, and since your cultivation is so strong, there's no need for me to risk my life to fight you.

This is also why I chose not to leave, but to stay here and wait for you, fellow Daoist, to resolve this misunderstanding.

Just now, after witnessing Qin Chuan's move, the Demon Cloud Ancestor felt a strong sense of dread.

Ultimately, it was decided that there was no need to fight to the death for the sake of some disciples.

If the disciple is gone, we can find another one!

Upon hearing what the Demon Cloud Ancestor said, Qin Chuan raised an eyebrow, a look of surprise on his face.

He never expected that the Demon Cloud Ancestor would be this kind of person.

The Demon Cloud Ancestor coughed a few times and continued, "Now that you have silenced everyone else, there are only the two of us here, and I will absolutely not leak any information."

Why don't we turn hostility into friendship? I've waited for you here for so long; that's more than enough sincerity, isn't it?"

"Two people?" Qin Chuan frowned.

Besides the two of them, there should also be his disciples behind him present.

"Look at my own brain, I've completely forgotten I even have a disciple..."

Seeing Qin Chuan frown, the Demon Cloud Ancestor slapped his forehead, smiled, and shook his head.

As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and slapped the disciple behind him.