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Damn?

Qin Yu was dumbfounded. In just a few seconds, the giant centipede that he had vaguely seen through the passage in Peach Blossom Valley was now surging like a tide, crawling in from all directions.

These giant centipedes are each two to three meters long, with a torso about the size of an adult's thigh.

Those densely packed legs were as sharp as sickles.

It spewed green poisonous mist from its mouth, and its fist-sized eyes gleamed with an eerie light.

"Boy, these are highly venomous centipedes unique to the Forest of Ten Thousand Beasts. Their venom is so potent that even Golden Core cultivators cannot withstand it. Once bitten, you will be wishing for death."

Wang Mang stared at Qin Yu and said in a sinister tone.

"is it?"

Qin Yu narrowed his eyes and contacted Xiaolong in his mind. He didn't want Xiaolong to help him fight, but rather to have it use its spatial skills to send Murong Qingcheng's spirit tower to him.

Since absorbing a large amount of hellfire from the Holy See, the Spirit Tower has continuously merged with the two previous flames, forming a completely new flame.

Although it can't compare to the legendary Samadhi Fire, it's more than enough to deal with these ferocious beasts.

When Wang Mang saw Qin Yu open his palm, he was stunned for a moment: "What, don't tell me you know how to use group attacks?"

Ordinary attack methods are ineffective against so many densely packed centipedes.

If even one of them survives and manages to bite Qin Yu, that'll be enough to make him suffer.

Unless he is a Nascent Soul stage expert, his own spiritual energy shield is not enough to withstand this kind of poison.

Therefore, in Wang Mang's view, as long as he summoned these highly venomous centipedes, the game would be over.

啵.
With just a slight fluctuation in space, a dark red pagoda, about twenty centimeters tall, appeared in Qin Yu's hand.

As a divine pet, the little dragon's ability to travel through space is merely its most basic capability.

He delivered the spirit tower directly to Qin Yu's side and then disappeared.

"Ok?"

Wang Mang frowned. He figured that Qin Yu had probably taken a pagoda out of his storage ring.

But this pagoda doesn't look like a multi-target magic weapon at all.

"go with!"

Qin Yu didn't care what Wang Mang thought. He lifted his palm into the void, and the spirit tower spun and flew into the air.

It grew taller and taller quickly, reaching about twenty meters in height.

Originally a dark red color like magma, it shimmered with a iridescent luster like glass under the sunlight.

"Do it!"

Qin Yu's eyes narrowed, and he gave the order.

The spirit tower seemed to have been injected with adrenaline, and it began to spin wildly.

A rain of fire appeared, much like the mage's skill "Meteor Shower" in a game from many years ago, Legend.

However, the fire rain from the Spirit Tower is an enhanced version, covering a larger area.

Almost the entire valley was covered by a rain of fire.

A rain of fire, the size of a washbasin, hurtled down from the sky at incredible speed.

Pfft, pfft.
These highly venomous centipedes are merely low-level, unintelligent ferocious beasts. Aside from spitting venomous mist and attacking people with their claws, they possess no other extraordinary abilities.

Faced with the overwhelming barrage of fire, they had no idea how to dodge.

A single flame is usually enough to take down a highly venomous centipede.

The air was filled with a burnt smell and a fishy stench.

Qin Yu pushed the Purple Sun Divine Armor to its limit to resist the potent poison permeating the air.

"This"

Wang Mang's eyes widened like copper bells as he stared in disbelief at the scene before him.

Isn't this kid a martial artist? How can he have such heaven-defying attack methods, like a cultivator?

Even Wang Mang had no choice but to fly thousands of meters away on his flying sword to dodge.

He felt that if he tried to withstand the fierce flames, they would definitely burn him to a crisp.

The fire rain from the spirit tower lasted for two or three minutes, turning the entire valley a fiery red.

When the spirit tower returned to Qin Yu's hands, everything visible in the entire valley had turned into black charcoal, including the once swaggering, venomous centipedes, as well as the flowers, plants, and trees. Even the deep pool was emitting white mist, seemingly about to boil due to the terrifying heat.

There were some fish inside, all floating belly up.

It's truly a case of the city gate catching fire and the fish in the moat suffering the consequences.

Wang Mang's eyelids twitched. He actually had one last trick up his sleeve: to call Emperor Wu for help. But that would be too humiliating.

He was, after all, a Golden Core cultivator, while the other party was just a martial artist. If he had to find help to deal with such trash, people would laugh their heads off.

Wang Mang decided to rely on his own strength to deal with this kid.

"Hmph, a martial artist is a martial artist. I can fly and attack you from a distance. What can you do to me?"

After Wang Mang finished speaking, he opened his arms, and golden light flashed behind him, revealing countless sword energies.

Martial artists can also unleash sword energy, but the attack range is limited, at most a few dozen meters.

However, the sword energy of a cultivator can attack targets thousands of meters away.

It's like the difference between a pistol and a sniper rifle.

Therefore, cultivators and martial artists are not on the same level at all.

"Long distance, right?"

Qin Yu's lips curled into a smile, and he opened his palm, revealing the Fierce Feather Bow in his hand.

With the continuous infusion of spiritual energy, the Fiery Feather Bow shone ever brighter.

"What the hell is this?"

Wang Mang was genuinely bewildered. A mere martial artist possessed a variety of magical treasures.

Whoosh.
The speed of the Fierce Feather Bow is much faster than ordinary sword energy.

Moreover, Qin Yu possesses the Purple Sun Divine Armor. Unless Wang Mang's cultivation level is significantly higher, he cannot break through the Purple Sun Divine Armor's defenses if the difference in cultivation level is not substantial.

"Get out of my way!"

Wang Mang was furious. He couldn't just turn around and run away because of the other party's casual attack, could he?
He definitely had to confront them head-on to show his status as a sect leader.

With a wave of his hands, a huge spiritual energy shield appeared.

The arrow fired from the Fierce Feather Bow struck the spiritual energy shield.

Click, click.
The aura shield lasted for less than three seconds before cracking.

Wang Mang's heart sank, and he could only turn around and run away.

Thinking to myself, if I run, you can't catch me, right?

However, he underestimated the power of the Fierce Feather Bow. He felt a numbness in his buttocks, as if he had been hit by a train. When he looked down, he saw a bloody hole in his buttocks.

Damn it?

Wang Mang could hardly believe his eyes; a martial artist could unleash such power from a magical weapon.

What is the principle?
Does activating a magical artifact not require spiritual energy?

How could a martial artist possibly generate spiritual energy?

Before Wang Mang could finish complaining in his mind, he discovered something even more shocking: Qin Yu was standing not far away, riding on a flying sword, arms crossed, looking at him with a half-smile.

At this point, Wang Mang's mentality completely collapsed.

"No, no, you're a mortal, how could you be a cultivator so early?"

Wang Mang certainly knew that the only way for a secular martial artist to become a cultivator was to cultivate to the level of a Martial Emperor and then undergo the transformation.

Only those from Martial Emperor City can begin their cultivation from Qi Refining without needing this conversion process.

"There are so many things you don't know."

Qin Yu looked at Wang Mang with amusement, then suddenly shouted, "Domain!"

However, Qin Yu rarely used Long Wuming's special skills after learning them.

As his cultivation level continues to improve, the area of ​​his domain and the duration of his control over it have also been enhanced.

"What the hell?"

To Wang Mang's horror, he found himself seemingly trapped in a quagmire, completely unable to move. (End of Chapter)