My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

Zhuge Chuchu's voice trembled as she saw a sparkle in her father's eyes.

Although it was only for a moment, she would never mistake that look in her eyes.

"What's going on? Move! Kill him for me!"

Zhao Wuji's voice became urgent; he realized that he had lost control of the puppet.

Zhuge Qingyun's corpse did not obey his commands.

The mummified corpse suddenly turned around, and its withered hand grabbed Zhao Wuji's neck.

The power of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator is something that a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator cannot break free from.

"You... release me..."

Zhao Wuji's face turned bright red; he hadn't expected his trump card to backfire on him.

Zhuge Qingyun had been dead for twenty years, but that moment of clarity reminded him who his enemy was.

This person turned him into a puppet, used his daughter as a key, and wiped out his sect.

Twenty years of hatred erupted at this moment.

The withered fingers tightened around Zhao Wuji's neck, and Zhao Wuji's face turned from red to purple.

"Let...let go..."

He struggled to summon his magic weapon, but Zhuge Qingyun crushed his storage ring with his other hand.

An attack from a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, even if it's just a single strike, would be enough to give Zhao Wuji a hard time.

Qin Yu fell down from the rock wall, and his injuries recovered quickly under the nourishment of the Soul Refining Furnace's energy.

"Zhuge Chuchu, how much longer can your father hold on?"

"I don't know... he's already dead... it was just a moment of lucidity..."

Zhuge Qingyun's corpse was trembling, and the effects of the reincarnation aura were fading.

He was merely a puppet, not a true resurrection.

Qin Yu did not waste the opportunity; he appeared in front of Zhao Wuji.

The Nine Dragons Sword was drawn.

Zhuge Qingyun released Zhao Wuji's neck, and his body began to fall, the light in his eyes fading.

But before he disappeared, he drew a pattern in the air with his finger.

It was a special leaf.

Qin Yu saw the pattern, but he didn't have time to think about what it meant.

Zhao Wuji broke free from Zhuge Qingyun's restraints. He had five deep finger marks on his neck, but he was not dead yet.

"I will kill you."

Zhao Wuji's eyes were filled with madness as he burned his own nascent soul essence.

The aura that had fallen to the normal level of the late Nascent Soul stage surged again.

He was risking his life to fight Qin Yu to the death.

"I am a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, I am the City Lord of Flame Dragon City, and I am invincible here."

He mobilized all the remaining energy in the Soul Refining Furnace, and the sea of ​​blood transformed into a gigantic blood dragon at his summons.

That blood dragon was over a thousand feet long, and its open mouth could swallow a mountain.

"Die, Blood Demon!"

Blood Dragon, fueled by Zhao Wuji's final frenzy, lunged at Qin Yu.

Qin Yu did not dodge.

His Nine Dragons Sword embodies three kinds of power.

Heaven-defying tribulation lightning.

The aura of a true dragon.

There was also pure soul power stolen from the Soul Refining Furnace.

The three forces merged into a purple-gold sword aura.

"Late Nascent Soul stage, pseudo-Deity Transformation stage, you're not even worthy of being a background character under my sword."

After saying this, Qin Yu unleashed a sword strike.

The moment the sword energy collided with the blood dragon, the blood dragon split open from the middle.

The seemingly invincible blood dragon collapsed like paper in front of Qin Yu's sword energy.

Zhao Wuji used borrowed external force, while Qin Yu used his refined original source; the two were not even on the same level.

The blood dragon began to disintegrate as soon as it touched the sword energy, without even touching the hem of Qin Yu's clothes.

The sword energy pierced through the blood dragon's mangled body, heading straight for Zhao Wuji's nascent soul.

The nascent soul tried to escape, but Qin Yu was faster and caught it with one hand.

"You just said that 500,000 people are ants."

Zhao Wuji's nascent soul was still struggling, but this struggle was meaningless.

"So what are you in my hands now?"

Zhao Wuji couldn't answer this question. Half an incense stick ago he was looking down on all living beings, but now he didn't even have the strength to break free.

"You can't kill me. I'm from Martial Emperor City. The Emperor won't let you get away with this." Martial Emperor City—those three words were his last reliance. No one in the entire Eastern Region dared to offend Martial Emperor City, and he bet Qin Yu wouldn't dare either.

"Your Majesty."

Qin Yu repeated those two words.

"I'll wait for him to come."

Purple flames rose, the nascent soul turned to ashes, and its spirit and soul were annihilated.

Zhao Wuji, the city lord of Yanlong City, died in the Soul Refining Furnace he had personally crafted. The heart that had devoured countless souls lost its master, and the furnace core began to collapse.

Qin Yu ignored it; his gaze fell on Zhuge Qingyun's falling corpse.

Zhuge Chuchu caught her father's body, tears streaming down her face.

"father……"

Zhuge Qingyun's eyes had completely lost their luster. The moment of clarity he had just experienced was the effect of the reincarnation aura. After the effect faded, he reverted to an ordinary dried corpse.

But Qin Yu remembered the pattern he drew before he disappeared.

What is that leaf?

Qin Yu's question made Zhuge Chuchu raise her head, her gaze falling on the pattern in the air that had not yet completely dissipated.

"The Elf Forest...that's the sacred mark of the Elf Forest..."

The Elf Forest is an extremely xenophobic place, outside the jurisdiction of humans, and the elves living there have almost no interactions with humans.

"What does your father want to tell you?"

“I don’t know… but if Yan Mingyu’s remnant soul is here, then her next soul and spirit might be hidden there.”

Qin Yu didn't ask any more questions, because the collapse of the Soul Refining Furnace was accelerating.

The heart stopped beating completely, the sea of ​​blood began to dry up, and the floating mummies fell to the ground.

The entire Soul Refining Furnace lost its energy supply and began to self-destruct.

"Walk."

Qin Yu grabbed Zhuge Chuchu and rushed towards the passage.

The Gate of Death has been shattered; they are now free of obstacles.

The mechanical maze outside was also collapsing; the gears stopped turning and began to fall.

Kui Wu, Zhu Zhen, and Xiao Long, three divine pets, rushed out of the spirit tower to help Qin Yu clear the way. The four people and three beasts ran wildly through the collapsing maze.

The cracks in the ground are healing.

The blood sacrifice array stopped operating after losing its energy supply.

Five hundred thousand people from Yanlong City escaped death.

When Qin Yu and Zhuge Chuchu burst out of the ground, Yanlong City had already become a ruin.

The Heaven-Sealing Array set up by Zhao Wuji collapsed along with the Soul Refining Furnace, and the cultivators trapped in the city were finally able to leave.

"The city lord is dead... Flame Dragon City has no city lord anymore..."

"Who is that person...? He came out from underground..."

"Blood Fiend... Blood Fiend, wanted by the Emperor..."

When the onlookers saw Qin Yu, they all stepped back, recognizing the face that had been distorted and drawn by the Emperor's decree.

Qin Yu ignored those gazes and focused his attention on the mummified corpse in Zhuge Chuchu's arms.

He remembered the pattern that Zhuge Qingyun drew before he disappeared.

The Forest of Elves.

That is the location of Yan Mingyu's last soul and spirit.

"Boss, where are we going?"

Kui Wu's voice came from the side.

Qin Yu did not answer, because he noticed that the color of the sky had changed.

The once azure sky suddenly began to rain green rain.

That wasn't ordinary rain; every green raindrop that fell to the ground sprouted into a tiny flower.

"What's this……"

Zhuge Chuchu's voice trembled as her crystal-clear eyes saw the source of the raindrops.

It wasn't the clouds in the sky, but that distant area known as the Elf Forest.

"The Elven declaration of war..."

Zhuge Chuchu's face turned pale.

"They sensed the aura on you... It's the aura of Yan Mingyu's remnant soul brought out from the Soul Refining Furnace... The elves consider you a blasphemer..."

Qin Yu looked down at his hands and indeed found a trace of an aura that did not belong to him.

Those were the marks left by Yan Mingyu's remnant soul after it was corrupted in the Soul Refining Furnace.

The elves are far more sensitive to this polluted atmosphere than the humans.

"They thought I killed what they were protecting?" (End of Chapter)