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"How did he get gone?"

"Swallowed by that furnace."

"What kind of magic weapon is that?"

No one could answer the last question; in the minds of everyone present, there was no furnace that could devour a living person.

Qin Yu ignored the discussions and walked to the end of the dock, next to the bone ferry. The ferry was made entirely of the bones of unknown monsters, and the death aura emanating from its hull was of the same origin as the corrosion of the Dead Sea, so it was immune to seawater erosion.

"Good stuff. The bone contains special minerals that resist corrosion. It's perfect for feeding to pythons."

The furnace spirit's evaluation came from inside the furnace, and Qin Yu did not hesitate.

"eat."

The lid of the Chaos Furnace opened to its maximum and flew toward the ferry. The entire bone ferry, before the furnace fire, went limp after two breaths. Its bones decomposed into pure white energy, which was sucked into the furnace. The furnace burped and sprayed the energy from the other end to the Xuanbing Giant Python.

The python's scales gained a layer of white backlight the moment they received bone energy. This backlight merged with the chaotic protective membrane, tripling its corrosion resistance.

"I can now swim in the Sea of ​​Deathly Silence for half a day without losing any health."

The ferry was gone, and the last route across the sea for the three or four thousand cultivators at the dock was also gone, but not a single person dared to utter a single word of dissatisfaction.

Because they witnessed firsthand how a furnace devoured a Nascent Soul cultivator and an entire strategic-level ferry.

Qin Yu led everyone to jump onto the python's body, and the Xuanbing Giant Python soared from the dock into the no-fly zone of the Dead Sea.

The anti-air force pressed down the moment the python's body touched the surface of the sea. An invisible pulling force tried to drag the giant python into the sea, but the double protection composed of the Chaos Protective Membrane and the Bone Energy Base Light blocked the pulling force outside the scales.

The giant ice python flew away within the no-fly zone.

The last scene at the dock was three or four thousand cultivators looking up at the sky, as a white python shadow swept across the desolate sea. The forbidden land, which had been there for ten thousand years, turned into an ordinary river beneath the python's body.

The two rogue cultivators kneeling in front of the dock did not stand up until the python shadow disappeared. They were not kneeling to the Abyss Sea Alliance, but to Qin Yu.

On the other side of the Sea of ​​Deathly Silence lies the City of Abyss.

The transit station of the Northern Abyss, the core of the lawless zone, and the headquarters of the Abyss Alliance, is where all cultivators who want to enter the abyss must resupply.

When Qin Yu landed, the Yuancheng garrison had already received a message from the direction of the dock: the news of the steward's murder and the ferry being swallowed had spread throughout the entire city within half an hour.

But no one stopped him.

It's not that I don't want to stop it, it's that I don't know how. What can I use to stop a magical artifact that can devour a ferry?

Zhuge Chuchu's crystal-clear eyes locked onto a direction the moment she entered the city.

"The scent of the altar key is in the Colosseum in the east of the city, but that scent isn't on the object; it's on a living person."

"Living people."

“His cultivation level is very weak, only at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, but his sword intent density is extremely high, as if it has been artificially suppressed.”

The arena is located in the most bustling area of ​​the eastern district of Yuancheng, covering an area of ​​thirty acres and accommodating tens of thousands of spectators. When Qin Yu walked in, the arena was packed.

In the center of the field was a pit three zhang deep, the bottom of which was covered with a layer of yellow sand stained with the blood of countless people. A young man with a severed left arm lay on the sand, his body covered with countless wounds, his right hand tightly gripping an iron sword that was only half intact.

A young man in brocade robes stood by the pit, his foot resting on the back of the young man's head. At the young man's waist hung three magic treasures of no less than the upper-grade Earth Rank, and on his fingers were five storage rings, each radiating spiritual energy fluctuations of the mid-Nascent Soul stage.

Mu Qingming, the young leader of the Yuanhai Alliance.

"Useless trash, keep barking! Why aren't you barking anymore?"

Mu Qingming pressed down another inch, burying the young man's face in the sand. Blood and sand mingled and poured into his mouth.

"Three years ago, you were the seventh-ranked genius on the Northern Region Sword Ranking. Now, you can't even catch my foot. What's the point of you living?"

A burst of laughter erupted from the stands. The cultivators had spent spirit stones to buy tickets to watch the show, and seeing a former genius trampled underfoot was their favorite kind of entertainment. "Ye Gu, seventh on the Northern Region Sword Ranking, was captured by the Abyss Sea Alliance two years ago. His left arm and half of his meridians were crippled, and he was made a fighting slave. His swordsmanship used to be able to break through the protective spiritual shield of a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator with a single strike."

Zhuge Chuchu's voice rang in Qin Yu's mind. After scanning Ye Gu's aura with her crystal-clear eyes, she added a sentence.

“At the joint of his severed arm, there is a fragment of the seal of the Northern Underworld Altar, and the key to the seventh altar is there.”

Qin Yu's gaze shifted from Ye Gu to Mu Qingming, and then to the jeers of the audience in the stands.

At this moment, Mu Qingming noticed Qin Yu and his group at the entrance. His eyes swept around and he first saw the two demon beasts, Kui Wu and Zhu Zhen, and then he saw Zhuge Chuchu.

Then he took his foot off Ye Gu's head.

"Hey, stranger from out of town."

Mu Qingming jumped out of the pit and walked up to Qin Yu. He was half a head shorter than Qin Yu, but his posture was superior to everyone else's.

"I heard that a ruthless person ate the dock steward and the ferry today. It was you."

"It is this young master."

"Interesting. I like ruthless people. How about this, I'll play a game with you."

He pointed to Ye Gu lying at the bottom of the pit, and then to a giant black wolf tied to the edge of the pit. The wolf's aura was that of a peak early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, and the iron chain around its neck was engraved with control runes.

"Send someone down to fight my demon beast. If you win, I'll give that piece of trash to you."

Mu Qingming pointed his finger in the direction of Zhuge Chuchu.

"You lost. This woman beside you, stay and have a drink with me."

The monks in the stands got excited. The most exciting thing in the arena wasn't the fighting, but the betting. In matches where women were involved, the loser's woman went to the winner. This rule was something they never tired of watching.

"That outsider won't agree, will he? He even dared to kill the deacon of the Yuanhai Alliance."

“Killing the steward is one thing, but offending the young alliance leader is another. Behind the young alliance leader is the alliance leader himself, a half-step Nascent Soul peak existence.”

"I bet the outsider is a coward, ten spirit stones."

Qin Yu ignored the gambling games, walked to the edge of the pit and looked down. Ye Gu lay motionless in the bloody sand, but the five fingers of his right hand never let go of the broken sword.

The sword wasn't completely broken; it split in the middle, but the two pieces were still connected by a thin, wire-like thread, as if someone was using their last breath to hold them together.

"You used him as a bet."

Qin Yu's voice wasn't directed at Mu Qingming, but rather at the bottom of the pit.

"Then I won't gamble. I'll use this to beat you."

Mu Qingming was stunned for a moment, and all the cultivators in the stands laughed. Ye Gu only had one arm and half a meridian left. With his cultivation at the early stage of Golden Core, how could he possibly win against a war wolf at the peak of the early stage of Nascent Soul?

"You're serious about using this piece of trash to fight my demonic beast?"

"I never joke around."

Qin Yu took out a pill from his storage ring. He had refined it in the Chaos Refining Furnace using Ouyang Lian's Nascent Soul essence and a trace of True Dragon Qi. Its grade was unclear, but its effect was very direct. Once ingested, it could forcibly repair the meridians and cause a surge in cultivation within the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.

The pill was thrown down and landed beside Ye Gu.

"If you want to reclaim your dignity, swallow it whole. Use the broken sword in your hand to cut off that wolf's head."

At the bottom of the pit, there was silence for three breaths.

"This young master will lend you his life for the duration of an incense stick burning." (End of Chapter)