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

After saying that, he didn't even look at Mo Tu Daozi, but instead turned his gaze to Wang Teng and Han Mingshan.

"Your face now is your true appearance, isn't it? I admit defeat that day, but we will fight again in the future!"

Han Mingshan of the Blazing Fire Sect slowly spoke, then clasped his hands in a bow.

"Black-robed, masked man, a battle is inevitable between us!"

Looking at Qin Chuan, Wang Teng suddenly spoke.

The moment they spoke, the tens of thousands of people around Daojing fell silent.

But this silence lasted only a few breaths before it was suddenly replaced by a deafening roar and uproar.

"What?! He's actually the masked man in black robes!"

"The black-robed, masked man... the astonishing figure who has risen to prominence these past few days, sweeping aside all the prodigies and overpowering the Dao Child, it turns out to be him!!"

"No wonder he went to challenge the Three Green Inkstones so relentlessly, because he is the Black-Robed Ghost-Faced Man!"

"I wonder which sect this black-robed, masked man belongs to. With such talent, he should be a top genius in any sect!"

"..."

At this moment, a clamor arose from all sides.

All eyes, burning with fervor, turned toward Qin Chuan.

During this period, the black-robed, masked man's reputation grew too great.

Furthermore, its mystery makes it known to almost every cultivator in the western part of the Southern Region.

Zhou Feng gasped and took a few steps back.

Before he came here, he had heard about the black-robed, masked man's exploits and secretly regarded him as a formidable opponent.

But he never expected that the person in front of him was the black-robed, masked man.

What made him even more bitter was his crushing defeat at this moment.

This defeat, witnessed by tens of thousands of cultivators in the area, turned his previous arrogance into a complete joke.

It's likely that it won't be long before the entire Southern Region knows that Zhou Feng, the Daoist of the Ink Land, was punched so hard he vomited blood.

"Pass on my order: kill this man!"

A fierce glint appeared in Zhou Feng's eyes. He stepped back and, while the humming sound still echoed in the air, suddenly spoke.

The voice was shrill, carrying a deep-seated hatred.

Upon hearing this, the cultivators from the surrounding Ink Earth swarmed around them, their eyes flashing with murderous intent.

Even from the distant horizon, many cultivators from the Ink Earth flew in, forming a siege.

Qin Chuan's expression remained unchanged, without the slightest alteration.

Just as the cultivator from the Ink Earth was about to charge at him, his voice slowly rang out.

This time, it was addressed to the tens of thousands of cultivators in this area.

"Fellow Daoists of the Southern Region, I am Wang Xueyi, the chief alchemist of the Wendan Sect. A month ago, I was ambushed by the Three Green Ink Soil at Yangui Ridge."

The fate of Huang Deshan, the master alchemist, is currently unknown. Wang escaped by chance and is now cultivating his skills outside Xuanhu Lake.

Today's battle is against the enemy of yesterday; I hope all fellow Daoists will bear witness!

Qin Chuan's words resounded like thunder, reaching the ears of tens of thousands of people on the ground and creating a deafening roar.

"The head alchemist! He... he's actually the head alchemist of the Asking Alchemy lineage!"

“Wang Xueyi… I remember now, there was indeed a master alchemist named Wang Xueyi a month ago!”

"He is Wang Xueyi, he is the chief alchemist!!"

"..."

The tens of thousands of cultivators below were once again in an uproar, all looking at Qin Chuan, their minds filled with tremendous shock.

The identity of the black-robed, masked man had already shocked them.

But what I didn't expect was that the other party was a master alchemist.

This has exceeded everyone's expectations.

They simply couldn't imagine that the person who had overpowered the Daoist was actually a respected master alchemist.

At this moment, it seemed as if all the dazzling halos had instantly converged on Qin Chuan alone.

Great attention!

"No wonder he challenged all the heroes, yet never killed a single one of them!"

"Master Wang Xueyi fought others in order to gain enlightenment. As an alchemist, he had no enemies. This is what makes us cultivators of the Southern Region!"

"..."

Amidst the uproar, Zhou Feng, the Daoist of the Ink Earth, underwent a complete change in expression.

He stared blankly at Qin Chuan, which not only shocked everyone but also deeply moved him.

Xu Rong, standing beside him, was also breathing rapidly, looking at Qin Chuan with disbelief.

"Today's battle is between me and this person. If outsiders interfere, or if other cultivators from the Ink Land participate, I urge fellow Daoists from the Southern Region to stop them!"

Qin Chuan's eyes flashed with intense killing intent as he looked at the blue-faced cultivator.

"The Gu family of the Southern Region will witness this battle. If any cultivator from the Ink Land interferes, it means that the Ink Land is at odds with my Gu family!"

At this moment, Gu Changkong from the Gu family suddenly stood up from the crowd, and his voice slowly rang out.

"The Fang family of the Southern Region, witnessing this battle, if any cultivator from the Ink Land interferes, it means that the Ink Land is at odds with our Fang family!"

At the same time, Fang Xueyi frowned slightly, but still stepped forward after him.

"The Wang family of the Southern Region will witness this battle. If any cultivator from the Ink Land interferes, it means that the Ink Land is at odds with our Wang family!"

Wang Teng's eyes flashed, and he suddenly spoke.

Although he didn't want to get involved, the current trend meant that stepping forward sooner would bring him more fame.

"The Blazing Fire Sect of the Southern Region bears witness to this battle. If any other cultivators from the Ink Land interfere, they will be making enemies of our Blazing Fire Sect!"

"The Wuji Palace of the Southern Region will witness this battle! If any cultivators from the Mo Tu dare to besiege us, the Wuji Palace will certainly pursue the matter to the end!"

"The Yin-Yang Sect of the Southern Region will witness this battle!"

"The Heavenly Sword Sect of the Southern Region will witness this battle!"

"The Brahma Gate of the Southern Region will witness this battle!"

"Southern Region Hundred Flowers Sect..."

"..."

Sounds came from all directions.

Tens of thousands of cultivators on the earth no longer sit cross-legged in meditation.

Instead, they stood up one by one, filled with indignation, and looked at the cultivator of the Ink Earth in mid-air.

Not only the six clans and four families, but also every other family and sect, all spoke out at this moment.

The sounds merged together, transforming into a deafening sonic wave.

The echo was like thunder, lingering for a long time!

The cultivators here are all at the Profound King Realm, and there are even quite a few Great Profound Masters.

However, each of them is an outstanding member of their respective sect. Even if they cannot influence the sect's choices, they can still affect the sect's attitude.

Especially now, almost everyone is saying the same thing.

This undoubtedly means that the cultivator of Mo Tu has been forced into a desperate situation.

If things go wrong, it could even trigger a major war between the Southern Region and the Ink Land.

"How...how could this happen..."

Zhou Feng's body trembled, and his expression changed drastically.

He had been worried about this situation, so when he arrived here, he put aside his identity as Mo Tu.

But now, how did Wang Xueyi, after just a few words, put the Southern Region and the Ink Land at odds again?

Xu Rong, standing beside him, was breathing rapidly, while the men in black around them were all circulating their cultivation.

Like an enemy!

"good very good!"

The blue-faced cultivator's expression was grim beneath his mask. He said coldly, "This matter is a personal grudge between me, Duan, and this child. It has nothing to do with anyone else, nor with the Mo Tu!"

As he spoke, he stared intently at Qin Chuan and gave a cold laugh, "Little brat, your name is Wang Xueyi, right? Since you're looking for death, then I'll grant your wish!"

As he spoke, he stepped out.