My CEO Bai Fumei’s wife

The second line of defense in the Elf Forest was three times stronger than the first. The guarding elves had been transformed from scouts into a regular army, with each of them possessing a cultivation level of at least the Golden Core stage.

However, in Qin Yu's eyes, there was no essential difference between the Golden Core stage and the Foundation Establishment stage; his Nascent Soul stage crushed everything.

“Stop him! We can’t let the blasphemer get close to the holy site.”

The elven general's order commanded hundreds of elven warriors to form a barrier. Their vine formation was ten times stronger than the outer one, enough to trap an ordinary early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator.

Qin Yu did not use his sword.

A terrifying aura emanated from him, a mixture of the residual power of the Heaven-Defying Tribulation and the aura of the True Dragon. Two forces that should not have coexisted had merged into one within his body.

The vine formation seemed to have encountered its natural enemy in the face of this aura. The originally aggressive vines retreated and even began to kill each other.

"His aura drives the instincts of plants, a power that humans cannot possess."

The elven general's voice trembled; in his five hundred years of life, this was the first time he had seen a plant show fear in front of a human.

"Get out of the way, or die."

Qin Yu's voice echoed throughout the entire defensive line, and the legs of the elven warriors began to tremble. Their vine formation had failed, and continuing to block them would only lead to their deaths.

"withdraw."

The elven general made the wisest choice: he led his men away from Qin Yu's route, clearing a path for him.

Qin Yu did not attack them because he only had half an incense stick's time left.

The third line of defense is the core area of ​​the Elf Forest, where the guards are no longer ordinary warriors, but the noble class of the Elf race.

At that moment, Zhuge Chuchu's crystal-clear eyes witnessed a scene that horrified her.

"The Tree of Life is ahead, but your wife's soul is being extracted, and the one extracting her power is the elven prince Canglan."

Qin Yu had never heard of the name Cang Lan, but the words "Elf Prince" were enough to identify the other party.

"How high is his cultivation level?"

"He is at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage, and in the Elf Forest, he can mobilize the power of the entire forest, which is equivalent to a half-step God Transformation."

"Is he stronger than Zhao Wuji?"

"In terms of cultivation level, they are about the same, but in terms of home advantage, he is three times stronger than Zhao Wuji."

Qin Yu's pace did not slow down because of this news. His wife was in the hands of the other party, and even if he was a Nascent Soul cultivator, he would still force his way in.

The location of the Tree of Life finally came into Qin Yu's view. It was an extremely tall ancient tree with a canopy that spread out and was covered in shadows. The trunk was wrapped with glowing vines.

The altar beneath the tree was filled with elven nobles, who were conducting a ceremony around its center. A wisp of white light floated within the protective dome at the center of the altar.

That ball of light was Yan Mingyu's soul.

Qin Yu could recognize her aura; it was a familiar feeling to him, but now that aura was slowly weakening.

"Stop."

Qin Yu's voice reached the edge of the altar, and every elf looked at him.

Prince Canglan stood in the center, holding a green gem in his hand. The light emitted by the gem was absorbing the souls within the light barrier.

"Another uninvited guest has arrived."

Canglan spoke calmly, but her words carried a hint of disdain, which made the faces of the elves on the stage turn sour.

"What are the cleaners doing? How did they let this filth reach the sacred place?"

"Who are you calling dirty?"

Qin Yu's eyes turned cold. He could tolerate being insulted, but he couldn't tolerate someone being sarcastic while extracting his wife's soul.

"I'm talking about you, you human vermin, you reek of corpses, you're polluting the air just by standing here."

Canglan's hands did not stop; the light from the gemstone continued to devour Yan Mingyu's soul.

"Do you know how precious this soul is? It is a fragment of a reincarnated soul. If I devour it, I can directly break through to the Nascent Soul stage. This is a gift from nature to me."

"A gift." Qin Yu clenched his fist. This word reminded him of Lin Tianhao's words about turning Yan Mingyu into a spirit.

"You call stealing someone else's wife's soul a gift."

"Wife, using that word to describe such a fragment is ridiculous. It's just a mass of unconscious energy. It's an honor for it to become nourishment for my advancement."

Canglan's words fueled Qin Yu's murderous intent. This elf prince had said exactly the same thing as Lin Tianhao; they both treated Yan Mingyu as an object that could be disposed of at will.

"Let her go."

"Let go! Are you giving this prince an order?"

Cang Lan finally looked at Qin Yu properly, her expression as if she were looking at an ant.

"Human insect, do you know where you are standing? This is the Elf Forest, and I, the prince, am the master of this forest. The will of nature obeys my command."

With a wave of his hand, the surrounding vines and roots began to move simultaneously, surging towards Qin Yu.

"Kneel down, and I, the prince, will grant you the qualification to become fertilizer."

Qin Yu didn't move. He stood there watching the vines surge towards him, his eyes showing no fear.

"The will of nature."

He repeated those four words, and then the true dragon energy within his body began to be released.

That aura was not the ordinary pressure of a Nascent Soul cultivator; it was the primordial power of the True Dragon bloodline, the bloodline suppression of the King of Ten Thousand Demons.

The vines that were rushing towards Qin Yu stopped.

They weren't blocked; they stopped on their own and then started to retreat.

Canglan's expression changed; in his eight hundred years of life, he had never seen a plant react in such a way in front of anyone.

"What happened?"

No one could answer his question, because something even stranger happened.

The vines not only retreated, but also began to burrow into the ground, as if they were hiding from something terrible.

Qin Yu took a step forward, his foot landing on the ground, and the surrounding tree roots scurried away like mice seeing a cat.

"You say you are the master of nature."

Qin Yu's voice echoed above the altar as he walked through the crowd of elven nobles, and no one dared to stop him.

"Then let me ask you, why do you naturally bow your head before me?"

Canglan's face darkened completely. He couldn't understand why a human could cause a plant to react in this way; it was completely contrary to the understanding of the elves.

"What did you do?"

“I did nothing; it was your natural will that chose to submit.”

After Qin Yu finished speaking, he looked at the light cage in the center of the altar, where Yan Mingyu's soul was floating. Her aura was so weak that it was almost undetectable.

"Let her go. I'm saying this one last time."

"open."

Cang Lan gripped the gem tightly. He couldn't give up now. Yan Mingyu's soul was the key to his breakthrough to the Nascent Soul stage. He had prepared for this day for three hundred years.

"You think you can threaten this prince by making a few vines retreat? You're too naive."

With his other hand, he took out a silver longbow from his storage ring. The bow was engraved with moon patterns and exuded the pressure of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator.

"The Moonfall Divine Bow is the treasure of the Elf race; no one below the Nascent Soul stage can withstand it."

Canglan drew back the bowstring, and an arrow imbued with moonlight took shape, its tip pointing towards Qin Yu's heart.

"I'm giving you one last chance. Kneel down and kowtow three times, and I'll grant you a complete corpse." (End of Chapter)