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Qin Yu shifted his gaze from Mu Yuanhan to the three thousand assassins. Their life essence had already merged into the array's core, and even if they stopped now, they wouldn't survive more than three days.

"You used the lives of three thousand people to set up the formation, just to avenge your son."

"What are their lives worth?"

Mu Yuanhan tapped his cane on the giant rock, and the ghostly shadows of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls Formation intensified, while the eerie wind in the valley froze the surrounding leaves into ice shards.

"In Yuancheng, my word is law, and no one dares to contradict me. I can recruit another 30,000 elite soldiers in the blink of an eye, but I only have one son."

Ye Gu gripped the hilt of the Chaos·Absolute Grief sword tightly. Three years ago, when Mu Qingming captured him and took him to the arena, it was these three thousand death warriors who pinned him to the ground and crippled his left arm. Now, these people have all become nourishment for the array's core. Retribution came faster than he had imagined.

"Qin Yu, I will ask you one more time: did you hand over your Nascent Soul, or were you devoured by the myriad ghosts?"

Mu Yuanhan stood up from the giant rock, his aura as a half-step Nascent Soul peak cultivator pressing down on the entire valley like a mountain. The twelve Nascent Soul late-stage elders simultaneously unleashed their magic weapons, surrounding Qin Yu and his group in the middle.

Kui Wu stomped his ox hoof on the ground and found that the ground beneath his feet was soaked with ghostly energy, and with each step he took, a chilling coldness seeped into his bones.

"Boss, this formation is a bit strange. My spiritual power is leaking out."

Black mist rose from Zhu Zhen's pigskin. The effect of the Vajra Indestructible Body in the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation was reduced, and the ghostly figures did not attack the physical body but directly devoured the soul.

Zhuge Chuchu's crystal-clear eyes swept across the entire valley, and the structure of the formation was clearly visible to her. The essence and blood of three thousand death warriors supplied the formation's core, which was located in the giant rock beneath Mu Yuanhan's feet. However, the giant rock was protected by the spiritual power of a half-step Nascent Soul cultivator, making it impossible for ordinary attacks to touch.

"The key to the formation is at his feet, but it cannot be broken unless we knock him off the boulder first."

"No need to break it."

Qin Yu's answer startled Zhuge Chuchu. The Chaos Furnace flew out from his shoulder, its lid facing down, aimed at the ground beneath his feet.

"The Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Souls Formation uses death energy and ghost energy, both of which are fuel in the face of the Chaos Furnace Fire."

The chaotic furnace fire in the furnace spewed down, and the dark golden flames landed on the ground. Instead of burning the soil, they burrowed into it and spread in all directions along the veins of the formation.

Mu Yuanhan's expression changed because he sensed that the energy in the array's core was leaking out, not being destroyed, but being absorbed.

"What are you doing."

"This young master is feeding the stove."

When the Chaos Furnace Fire came into contact with the ghost energy of the Myriad Ghosts Array, the ghost energy did not resist and was directly absorbed into the flames, turning into nutrients for the furnace. The color of the furnace fire changed from dark gold to a dark gold base with a layer of dark green.

The ghostly figures that darted through the valley began to drift toward the Chaos Furnace, not to attack, but to be attracted. The chaotic fire in the furnace was like a lamp to a moth to a flame to them, impossible to stop.

"Impossible. The ghostly figures of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Devouring Soul Array are condensed from the essence and blood of three thousand people. How could they be absorbed by a furnace?"

One of the twelve Nascent Soul stage elders spoke up. He was the formation elder of the Abyss Sea Alliance. He had personally set up this Myriad Ghosts Formation, which took thirty years and three thousand lives to complete.

"What is the lifeblood of three thousand people compared to the Chaos Furnace?"

Qin Yu's words made the array elder's face twitch, because he discovered that the density of the ghost shadows was decreasing at a visible rate, from ten thousand to a thousand, and from a thousand to a hundred.

Mu Yuanhan tapped the giant rock three times with his cane, doubling the energy output from the array core. However, the doubled energy was also absorbed by the Chaos Furnace Fire at the same rate.

"What is this furnace of yours?" "It's the Chaos Refining Furnace of the Heavenly Craft Pavilion. I took it from their forbidden area half a month ago, and also fed it to their 108 guardian puppets."

These words made Mu Yuanhan's eyes narrow slightly. He had heard of the Chaos Refining Furnace before. It was the treasure of the Heavenly Crafting Pavilion, said to be able to fuse all things, but that thing had never been recognized as a master in the past three thousand years.

"You have acknowledged the Chaos Refining Furnace as your master."

"Not only did I recognize the Chaos Refining Furnace as my master, but I also used it to forge a set of divine armor. Would you like to test the hardness of my armor plates?"

After Qin Yu finished speaking, the Purple Sun Divine Armor on his body emitted a layer of purple-gold light. When the remaining ghost shadows came into contact with this light, they were instantly burned to ashes.

Mu Yuanhan finally jumped down from the giant rock. He couldn't wait any longer. If the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation was sucked down any further, it would collapse, and the life essence of the three thousand death warriors would be wasted.

The speed of a half-step Nascent Soul peak cultivator was faster than the combined speed of twelve late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators. When his figure appeared in front of Qin Yu, the black bead at the tip of his cane was already aimed at Qin Yu's brow.

"I don't care what your furnace can absorb; before the Netherfire, it's all dregs."

Flames burst forth from the black bead's wall. These were no ordinary flames; they were the essence of Netherfire extracted from the seventh layer of the Northern Abyss's mineral vein, enough to burn a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator's soul to ashes.

Qin Yu did not dodge. He turned the lid of the Chaos Furnace forward, facing the ball of Netherfire.

Mu Yuanhan's eyes widened the moment the furnace lid turned around, because he felt a suction force that made his scalp tingle. That suction force was not aimed at his physical body, but at the Netherfire in his bead.

"you dare."

"Why wouldn't I dare?"

The Netherfire was absorbed into the furnace by the Chaos Furnace Fire. The essence of the Netherfire that Mu Yuanhan had accumulated for three hundred years was fused with it the moment it came into contact with the Chaos Furnace Fire. The color of the flames in the furnace changed from dark gold with a hint of dark green to dark gold with a hint of deep purple.

The spirit's voice came from the furnace, carrying a sense of satisfaction after eating and drinking its fill.

"Netherfire, top-grade goods. I haven't tasted anything this good in three thousand years."

Mu Yuanhan's cane slipped from his hand, and his legs lost their support at that moment. Three hundred years of accumulation, three hundred years of foundation, and three hundred years of cultivation at the peak of the half-step Nascent Soul stage maintained by the Netherfire Mine began to waver the instant the Netherfire essence was absorbed.

"You stole my Netherfire."

"It's not about stealing, it's about recycling. Netherfire is inherently an extremely yin substance in the world. The Chaos Furnace Fire can fuse all things, so Netherfire is naturally within the scope of fusion."

Qin Yu took a step forward, his feet resting on the cracks left by the collapse of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Formation, where the blood of the three thousand assassins still lingered.

At this moment, the twelve Nascent Soul stage elders made their move. They couldn't bear to see their leader's cultivation level continue to decline, and twelve streams of spiritual energy simultaneously blasted towards Qin Yu's body.

Kui Wu and Zhu Zhen wanted to block them, but Qin Yu raised his hand to signal them not to move.

The Yi Wood pattern on the surface of the Purple Sun Divine Armor lit up at this moment. Twelve spiritual energy attacks landed on the armor plates, were completely absorbed by the pattern, and then transformed into nutrients to nourish Qin Yu's dantian.

"A spiritual attack from a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivator is like a tickle to my divine armor."

The formation elder's hands were trembling. He had fought for three hundred years and had never seen a piece of armor that could absorb the combined attack of twelve late-stage Nascent Soul cultivators without leaving a single flaw.

"What kind of divine armor is this?" (End of Chapter)