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

Within the entire sandstorm formation, wind dragons and yellow sand roared and intertwined.

Qin Chuan's body trembled, and he took a few steps back, a strange light appearing in his eyes.

"Interesting, it possesses considerable sealing power..."

As Qin Chuan spoke calmly, Elder Duan outside the formation sneered, raising his right hand and pointing forward.

"Eight dragons bestow official titles!"

In an instant, a second wind dragon appeared within the formation!

The third, the fourth, and even the yellow salon, appeared three more times.

The presence of eight dragons makes the formation even more astonishing.

Every grain of sand within it possesses the power of Xuanzong.

They were densely packed together, and amidst the howling wind, they began to coalesce.

Suddenly, it began to transform into more than a dozen figures.

And it is clear that the number of figures will increase as the sand gathers.

This formation is Elder Duan's trump card; he attaches great importance to Qin Chuan's situation.

At this moment, he directly used the array formation technique.

This formation is not a formation at all, but rather a manifestation of his supernatural powers.

Its power was so great that he used this formation to kill three powerful enemies of the same realm.

Seeing that Qin Chuan was unable to get out, Yuwen Qing finally breathed a sigh of relief.

He stood on the sedan chair and burst into laughter.

"Let's see how you manage to break through the sandstorm of Elder Duan. Even my father once praised it."

"You're dead! No one has ever dared to mess with me. Anyone who dares to threaten me is doomed!"

Qin Chuan smiled, but the smile was very cold.

As the formation roared and spun, the eight dragons unleashed their astonishing power.

More than twenty figures gathered around, each possessing the cultivation level of the seventh level of the Xuanzong realm.

They charged towards him fearlessly, but not to unleash their supernatural powers; rather…

"burst!"

Duan roared, "This is the killing move of my formation! Its internal supernatural power will self-destruct!"

Each self-destruction was comparable to a true self-destruction at the seventh level of the Xuanzong realm.

More than twenty Xuanzong seventh level cultivators—the power of their self-destruction would shock even a peak Xuanzong ninth level cultivator.

Thanks to the power of this formation, Elder Duan became famous throughout the Manshi tribe.

Throughout the entire Ink Land, they are among the strongest individuals below the Xuanzun level.

Otherwise, Patriarch Yuwen would not have entrusted his only son to him for protection.

At this moment, he remained calm.

Yet, a hint of pride lingered within her as she coldly observed Qin Chuan within the formation.

"So what if your cultivation is amazing? You are still within my Eight Dragons Formation."

You can only blame your bad luck; you can't blame anyone else.

The other three elders outside the formation showed surprise on their faces.

They looked at Qin Chuan, who appeared like a trapped beast within the formation, with a ferocious killing intent and a cold smile.

Yuwen Qing's laughter was even more grating.

"Interesting. I didn't expect to encounter such a powerful person as you right after I came out of seclusion."

"You are qualified to grant Qin a second life."

Qin Chuan, inside the formation, watched as more than twenty figures, each at the seventh level of the Xuanzong realm, exploded with a bang, and spoke calmly.

"A second life!"

boom!

In that instant, Qin Chuan's body suddenly became incredibly powerful, and the profound energy within him surged even more intensely.

When he looked up, his eyes gleamed, and a cracking sound came from his body.

As the momentum surged, it immediately caused a strong tremor in the minds of everyone outside the formation.

Just then, more than twenty Xuanzong seventh-level cultivators self-destructed.

This self-destruction is earth-shattering!

Even inside the self-destruction, Qin Chuan remained calm and strode forward.

As he walked along, the roar of those self-destructing explosions could not shake him in the slightest.

This scene made Old Duan gasp, his eyes narrow, and he was greatly surprised.

The other three elders were even more horrified and incredulous.

"What...what level of cultivation does he possess?!"

Just as the four were deeply shaken, Qin Chuan suddenly leaped up.

They moved with incredible speed, heading straight for Elder Duan.

With a loud boom, he charged into the sandstorm formation, where the eight dragons roared, about to entangle Qin Chuan.

But Qin Chuan raised his right hand and suddenly pressed it forward.

Suddenly... eight enormous, blood-red faces appeared.

With a deafening roar, they all exploded.

The resulting impact was earth-shattering and swept across all directions.

The eight dragons let out a shrill scream and collapsed completely.

The sandstorm formation trembled three times in succession and immediately shattered into pieces.

To everyone's horror, Qin Chuan's figure vanished in an instant.

When it reappeared, it was right in front of Elder Duan.

The collapse of the formation caused Elder Duan to spit out blood, but having fought countless battles, he retreated without hesitation.

As he formed hand seals, the wind and sand outside his body formed a protective barrier, and three jade tubes appeared to provide shelter.

But... Qin Chuan appeared and then pointed away.

With that single finger, the protective barrier of the wind and sand was instantly torn apart, even the light from the jade tube was obliterated.

It collapsed in just a moment.

As Duan Lao let out a shrill scream and expressed his despair, Qin Chuan's finger struck Duan Lao's forehead.

It can be withdrawn at a moment's notice.

boom!

The power of annihilation erupted fully in Elder Duan, causing him to collapse and his body to shatter into pieces.

Even if he was at the peak of the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm, he could still be affected after Qin Chuan activated his second life.

How could he possibly defeat him!

At this moment, the three elders beside him trembled, their expressions revealing horror and despair, their minds filled with intense fear.

This shadow of life and death surpassed the task entrusted to them by Ancestor Yuwen.

Without the slightest hesitation, the three turned around and each unleashed their strongest escape techniques.

They sped away, teleporting at lightning speed, fleeing without regard for anything else.

One of the elders, a fifth-level Xuanzong cultivator, took out a purple jade tube.

After crushing it, his entire body shone with purple light, causing his speed to explode in an instant.

Another elder at the fifth level of the Xuanzong realm witnessed the scene where Elder Duan's Blood Escape attempt failed and resulted in him being even more seriously injured.

He dared not unleash his Blood Escape technique, but instead allowed his soul to wither away, borrowing the life force of the soul within him.

It unleashed its speed and vanished in an instant.

The last one was the old man at the eighth level of the Xuanzong realm, whose cultivation was the highest.

As he fled, he immediately took out an ancient compass from his storage ring.

With a flick of the wrist, the compass instantly emitted four beams of light.

It pierced the void in front of him, and then, with a sudden pull, actually... formed a spatial rift!

Without turning his head, his only thought was to escape, and he plunged into the crevice.

They were utterly shocked and terrified by Qin Chuan.

As for Yuwen Qing, he was already completely shocked by what had just happened.

At this moment, my body is trembling, my breathing is rapid, and my scalp is tingling.

For the first time, he felt a strong sense of regret.

With his face pale, Yuwen Qing saw Duan Lao's body collapsing, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

Qin Chuan flicked his sleeve, scattering Duan Lao's collapsed flesh and blood.

He extended his right index finger and pointed it forward.

At this moment, amidst the scattered flesh and blood, a drop of fresh blood flew rapidly.

In an instant, it condensed on his fingertip, turning into a drop of crystal-clear blood.

This blood is the most turbulent blood from the body of a peak cultivator at the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm upon death.

At this moment, Qin Chuan raised his right hand and flicked it.

The drop of blood headed straight for the cultivator who was fleeing in three directions, one of whom was enveloped in purple and was running away at high speed.