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

The chill emanating from Qin Chuan's feet swept across all directions in that instant.

It covers the entire area of ​​the market.

The world has changed!

"He was driven to rage for a beauty; I wonder if, one day in the future, he will be able to do the same for me..."

Inside the Heaven and Earth Spirit Furnace, a complex expression appeared on Empress Yaoxi's exquisite face.

After letting out a soft sigh, she admitted to herself that she seemed to be jealous…

As for the Wang family patriarch inside the Blood Immortal Mask, he didn't speak, but simply shook his head.

He knew that the tribe called Manshi had messed with the wrong people this time…

At this moment, Qin Chuan's body trembled and his mind was buzzing.

Intense anger erupted within him at that moment.

"Savage Stone Tribe!!"

"Yuwen scoundrel!!"

The Qinghai Lake roared, and the cold air suddenly spread, as if snowflakes were falling.

Throughout the entire market, every cultivator couldn't help but shudder.

Those around Qin Chuan trembled and stared at him in horror.

At that very moment, figures appeared all around Qin Chuan.

Nine Xuanzong cultivators surrounded Qin Chuan.

At the same time, the two strongest elders stationed here also appeared directly in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, the entire Sixth Market was filled with the full power of the array, and the booming sound echoed throughout.

It completely enveloped all directions, creating a powerful pressure that continuously descended.

"Qin Chuan, is it? You cruelly slaughtered the core members of my West Sea Alliance and still dare to show up in the market."

Today we will kill you right here!

The voice, coming from the old man in black robes, echoed throughout the entire market.

At the same time, dozens of Alliance members suddenly appeared in all directions within this market.

He sat cross-legged and presided over the operation of the formation.

Qin Chuan's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was bleeding.

He did not kill Yuwen Qing, and even tried to clear up the misunderstanding.

He killed the black bats one after another, and even took their heads.

He didn't believe that someone with the profound wisdom of Ancestor Yuwen, a Xuanzun, wouldn't be able to see the slightest clue about Yuwen Qing's death.

But now Qin Chuan understood that this old scoundrel Yuwen was not going to reason with him at all.

"You old scoundrel Yuwen, since you insist on dragging me into this..."

"Then Yuwen Qing... shall I, Qin Chuan, kill him!"

Qin Chuan looked up, raised his right hand and flicked it, and a black bat head immediately appeared.

With a flick of his wrist, he presented what he previously considered sufficient evidence to explain everything.

It collapsed and exploded, turning into ashes.

The moment his head turned to ashes, Qin Chuan's eyes blazed with murderous intent.

At this moment, his aura became endlessly cold and his killing intent astonishing.

"Barbarian Stone Tribe, as long as I, Qin Chuan, live, I will wipe out your entire bloodline!!"

Qin Chuan flicked his sleeve, and a gust of wind immediately howled and rose from the ground.

It swept directly towards dozens of members of the Golden Crow tribe on the shelf.

They were swept up and suddenly landed.

This wind transformed into life force, immediately nourishing everyone and causing Wu Shan and the others to recover one by one.

Those who have died cannot be brought back to life.

Including Wu Shan, there were three or five veteran members of the Jinwu tribe who had accompanied Qin Chuan through the wars.

They all saw Qin Chuan at that moment, and their bodies trembled, their eyes revealing intense excitement and determination.

In an instant, he knelt down before Qin Chuan.

It was as if they were using the strongest voice of their lives to roar out the repression and hope in their hearts.

"Greetings, Holy Ancestor!"

The other members of the Golden Crow tribe surrounding these three or five people had only joined in the past year or so.

They had never seen Qin Chuan; all they had seen was a statue of him.

Seeing the elders and senior members of the clan in such a state, they all trembled immediately.

Even those who were physically weak immediately knelt down and roared.

"Greetings, Holy Ancestor!!"

Their voices echoed in all directions.

Add to that the fact that the Xuanzong sect members here were on high alert earlier, and the words of the old man in black robes.

In an instant, all the cultivators in the entire Sixth Market were shaken to their core.

Everyone opened their eyes wide and looked in Qin Chuan's direction.

In their memory, stories about Qin Chuan have circulated many times over the past year.

Without exception, most of the stories tell the tale of Qin Chuan leading a tribe from the northern part of the Western Regions.

"That's Qin Chuan!!"

"So he was the totem ancestor of the Golden Crow tribe!"

The moment Qin Chuan's aura became overwhelming, the surrounding cultivators recognized his identity and exclaimed in surprise.

The nine Xuanzong cultivators from the Western Sea Alliance, along with the two strongest elders, all changed their expressions drastically.

Gritting their teeth, they attacked together, heading straight for Qin Chuan.

At the same time, the formations here roared.

The power of the formation suddenly descended upon Qin Chuan, as if it were a form of suppression.

At this moment, Qin Chuan's cultivation level was weakened.

This is suppression using the power of an array.

This formation was set up by the Xuanzun Ancestor of the Western Sea Alliance, and its power is considerable.

Otherwise, it wouldn't be structured within major markets as a final means.

Even those at the peak of the ninth level of the Xuanzong realm would be severely suppressed and weakened under this formation.

It was precisely because of the strength of this formation that the two men stationed here believed they could give it a shot!

Almost the instant the power of the formation descended, the eleven Xuanzong cultivators around them...

They instantly appeared around Qin Chuan, their killing intent palpable.

Magical artifacts, supernatural powers, spells, totems... all in a dazzling display of colors.

It headed straight for Qin Chuan and bombarded it.

"Even if you are the Totem Saint Ancestor, once you enter this market formation, it is destined that you will die!"

As the cold laugh rang out, a deafening roar suddenly erupted from Qin Chuan's location.

Amidst the deafening roar, Qin Chuan's voice was like a chilling wind from the heavens.

The rumors, tinged with murderous intent, began to circulate.

"The third life!"

The moment his voice echoed was also the moment when the eleven Xuanzong cultivators around him unleashed their full power.

Amidst the roar, the expressions of these eleven people suddenly changed.

An unprecedented sense of terror instantly arose in their hearts.

This caused the eleven people to immediately retreat without hesitation.

The moment they retreated, the light of the magical artifacts dispersed, revealing Qin Chuan, who was like a celestial being or demon, inside the formation!

Qin Chuan's hair moved without wind; with the activation of his third life, his internal energy surged immediately.

This caused the array that had been enveloping him to suddenly appear out of nowhere, transforming into a large net.

But this net, now amidst this flickering light, is emitting a sound of being overwhelmed.

There were also loud banging sounds, indicating that it had broken.

As the chain broke, Qin Chuan's aura erupted terrifyingly.

Under this aura, all the cultivators in the market were horrified.

The eleven Xuanzong cultivators, in particular, had their expressions change drastically in an instant.

They all gasped, their faces showing disbelief.

They couldn't believe that there were Xuanzong cultivators who could withstand the formation here.

Judging from this, this formation... simply cannot be maintained for long.