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

Not long after, Ancestor Yuwen appeared in the area where Qin Chuan had killed Elder Duan and the others.

Here, he examined it carefully again, a strong murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

"Old Duan died here, and the others also died here..."

The one who killed them must have been a cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm, and his combat strength was considerable.

But Qing'er died in a different place...

Yuwen Laozu has lived for many years; he is cunning, shrewd, and intelligent.

Otherwise, he could not have become the ancestor of a clan and held such a prominent position.

These clues led him to immediately conclude a fact.

Ancestor Yuwen clearly understood that the cultivator at the peak of the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm here had only killed the others, but spared Yuwen Qing.

"Look at the way the people who killed Duan Yuan here made everything clear."

Ancestor Yuwen raised his right hand and flicked his sleeve.

In an instant, the surrounding void became distorted.

A moment later, a phantom scene appeared, showing Qin Chuan killing Duan Yuan.

Although the image was somewhat blurry, Ancestor Yuwen recognized Qin Chuan at a glance.

At the same time, they also noticed the similarities and differences between Qin Chuan and the previous black-clad youth.

"The one who killed Qing'er was not the totem ancestor of the Golden Crow tribe back then."

Ancestor Yuwen had already understood. He turned around and his divine sense suddenly spread out.

Search immediately in all directions, on this Qinghai Lake.

But he couldn't find Qin Chuan beneath the sea.

They couldn't find the ongoing battle in the northern part of the Western Regions, a year's journey from here.

After searching a certain area, Ancestor Yuwen stopped searching and flew back to the Ink Land with a gloomy expression.

"Although this matter has nothing to do with that person named Qin Chuan, someone framed him."

But the fact that the mysterious person could frame him also indicates that there is a connection between them.

Since we can't find the real killer... let's find Qin Chuan and search his soul.

Knowing who the killer is solves everything.

There's no need to look for Qin Chuan here; I have a way to make him obediently show himself!

As for whether this person lives or dies after the soul search, that is none of my concern.

"If you have to blame someone, blame their own bad luck!"

A murderous glint flashed in Old Ancestor Yuwen's eyes; the method to force Qin Chuan out was simple.

Since the other party was able to escort the Golden Crow tribe all the way to the Ink Land, he must be a person who values ​​loyalty and righteousness.

Then we can just force the Golden Crow tribe to submit, wouldn't that solve the problem?

With a cold snort, Ancestor Yuwen swayed and headed straight for the Ink Land.

When Ancestor Yuwen departed, a deafening roar resounded throughout the northern part of the Western Regions.

On the sea, Qin Chuan's illusory face kept rising, his eyes revealing a sharp glint.

He stared intently at the skeleton in mid-air.

In an instant, Qin Chuan's face suddenly rose completely from the sea.

The face was blurred, and a huge sea column, as big as an entire face, immediately shot into the sky.

No matter how the skeleton tried to dodge, it couldn't teleport away and was directly enveloped by the sea pillar.

With a roar, the skeleton cracked and popped all over, and its eyes flashed with a ghostly light.

Some unknown method was employed, but eight runes suddenly appeared shining around him.

The strange power that descended was able to resist the Qinghai that Qin Chuan had transformed into, but it barely managed to stop it.

That is, the time it takes to breathe three to five times.

As the seawater receded, the skeleton trembled and exhaled a large breath of life.

His body deteriorated, and one of his legs turned to ashes.

His expression was ferocious. He turned around and sped away at an even faster speed.

Qin Chuan's consciousness locked onto the skeleton.

If he were present at this moment, the skeleton would have absolutely no hope of escaping.

But right now, it's just a fusion of consciousness with Qinghai. Unless Qin Chuan loses consciousness and completely transforms into a demon.

Otherwise, the combat power they could display would not be enough to leave behind the bat skeleton.

"Even if they escape, they must pay the price!"

On the sea, Qin Chuan's face reappeared, a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

After closing his eyes, his face vanished instantly.

At the same time, a drop of blue seawater suddenly rose from the ocean.

"A torrent of blood!"

Qin Chuan's voice, carrying a hint of murderous intent, echoed out the instant it was uttered.

On Qinghai Lake, tens of thousands of tons of seawater surged forth, overwhelming everything, heading towards the skeletons.

The skeleton's eyes narrowed, and it immediately formed hand seals, causing runes to reappear on its body.

As it spun rapidly, it fought against the oncoming seawater, its booming roar echoing through the air.

The skeleton kept retreating, constantly exhaling the breath of life, until all the seawater had dissipated.

He seemed to breathe a sigh of relief and was about to continue his escape.

Suddenly, a huge fist appeared directly from the sea.

It was moving so fast that it used the seawater as cover.

Suddenly, he approached and punched the skeleton.

A series of cracking sounds rang out, and the skeleton let out a series of shrill screams as its body immediately staggered backward.

The other leg also collapsed and burst open, leaving only half of the body, which continued to speed forward.

But just as he was moving forward, a wave suddenly surged up in front of him.

Countless seawater crystallized to form a gigantic head.

This head is exactly like Qin Chuan's; it's no longer a face, but a real head.

It was hundreds of feet in size and rose from the seabed in an instant, blocking the direction in which the black bat skeleton was moving.

"Damn!!"

The black bat skeleton shocked him, his scalp tingled, and his body suddenly stopped, turning sharply to change direction.

His heart was filled with shock and fear towards Qin Chuan.

He never expected this when he framed Qin Chuan.

Despite his two preparations, he was unable to stop the enemy from killing him.

Even now, with the opponent's true form not present, merely the consciousness that had merged with Qinghai's has left him in such a sorry state.

This seemed unbelievable to him, and his fear of Qin Chuan was extremely intense.

But before he could even unleash his supernatural powers...

Suddenly, as the sea churned, two enormous arms shot out with a thunderous roar.

The raising of these two arms stirred up endless waves, creating endless whirlpools on the sea surface.

Amidst the deafening roar, the two arms formed from seawater moved with incredible speed.

Like clapping hands, it rose and roared towards the black bat skeleton.

The speed was so fast that it was almost upon them.

Its palm was nearly a hundred feet in size, and the wind it stirred up and the waves it churned up seemed to seal away the surrounding void.

The black bat skeleton was immediately terrified.

A powerful shadow of death began to grow intensely in my heart for the first time.

"The True Spirit of the Bat Saint!!"

At this critical moment, the black bat skeleton suddenly raised its head and let out a mournful roar.

As he roared, a black light immediately appeared between his brows.

The moment this light appeared, it shook the sky and made Qinghai tremble.

At this moment, the whole world seemed to overlap instantly.

An aura and power that do not belong to this world.

In an instant, it erupted directly from between the eyebrows of the black bat skeleton.