Qin Renhuang just became an immortal, and you told me this is the prehistoric time

But he understood the other party's disdain for his cultivation level!

A surge of anger mixed with the humiliation of being looked down upon welled up in his heart, but he forcibly suppressed it because the other party's aura was simply too terrifying.

"Who exactly is this benefactor?"

Puzhi's voice trembled.

Ying Xuan did not answer. His gaze refocused on the Blood Fiend Pearl, his eyes filled with determination.

"This creature is ferocious and beyond your control. Keeping it in your possession will only increase bloodshed. It would be better to... hand it over to me for safekeeping."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Xuan casually stretched his right hand forward!
Puzhi's pupils suddenly contracted!

He felt an irresistible and terrifying force descend upon him in an instant, completely imprisoning the space around him!

The remaining Buddhist power within him was like a frozen river, impossible to mobilize even a fraction of!
He could only watch helplessly as that slender, fair hand, ignoring the distance and all his defenses, casually pressed down on the Blood Fiend Bead on his chest!

"Do not--!"

Puzhi let out a desperate roar, but he couldn't even make a sound.

That hand seemed to possess magic; with a gentle grasp, the Blood Fiend Pearl, which he had been unable to suppress despite his best efforts and which had almost backfired on him, broke free from its last connection with his mind and fell into the other party's hand!
Upon acquiring the Blood Fiend Bead, the overwhelming blood fiend energy seemed to have met its nemesis, instantly subsiding and becoming extremely docile, only slowly circulating within the bead and emitting a faint red light.

Ying Xuan weighed the bead in his hand, feeling the immense bloodthirsty power contained within it, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, that's exactly it."

Without even glancing at Puzhi, who lay limp on the ground, seemingly drained of all his strength, his face filled with disbelief and despair, he turned and walked out of the temple.

"You...who are you?!"

Puzhi used his last bit of strength to ask in a hoarse voice.

Ying Xuan paused slightly, without turning his head, his voice calm yet carrying an indifference that seemed to look down upon all living beings.

"You don't need to know who I am. You only need to know that this thing is a scourge in your hands, but in my hands, it is just a star needed for the great formation."

After saying that, he stepped out of the dilapidated temple and disappeared outside the door.

Only Puzhi remained, slumped on the cold temple floor, staring blankly at the empty entrance, his heart churning with turmoil.

A grand formation? Stars? Just who is this person?! Qingyun Sect? Tianyin Temple? Fenxiang Valley?
No! Absolutely impossible! This person's strength far surpasses that of any being he knows!

Ying Xuan stood outside the dilapidated temple, toying with the now docile Blood Fiend Bead in his hand, but his eyes were filled with indifference.

He had just scanned the world with his divine sense and found that although this world was rich in spiritual energy, far surpassing that of the Great Qin, the strength of the cultivators was disappointing.

A journey of three thousand miles, yet even the top experts of this world need ten days to fly.

This speed is even faster than those Eastern Depot guards under his command who have not yet broken through to the Innate Realm!
Despite being one of the four great monks of Tianyin Temple, Puzhi's cultivation was only so-so; he couldn't even withstand a casual grab from him.

"With such weak strength, no wonder..."

Ying Xuan shook his head slightly.

He turned and entered the dilapidated temple, his gaze falling on Puzhi, who was slumped on the ground, his breath weak and feeble.

"Puzhi?"

Ying Xuan's voice was calm as he confirmed her identity.

Puzhi struggled to lift his head, his cloudy eyes filled with fear and confusion.

"You...what on earth are you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ying Xuan flicked his finger.

A beam of starlight, condensed to its fullest extent, shot out from his fingertip, silently and instantly piercing through Puzhi's brow!
Puzhi's body stiffened abruptly, the light in his eyes dimmed rapidly, and his breath ceased completely.

A great monk has fallen, as easily as an ant being crushed.

Ying Xuan didn't even glance at Pu Zhi's corpse, and instead raised his hand to toss the Blood Fiend Pearl into the air.

The bead transformed into a streak of blood-red light and instantly disappeared into the deep, illusory starry river behind him—that was a projection of the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Grand Array that he carried with him!
As the Blood Fiend Bead merged into the Milky Way, a vast and ferocious power of blood fiends erupted instantly!
But the next moment, it was forcibly suppressed, refined, and absorbed by the vast power of the stars!
Within the grand formation, the star representing the "Heavenly Killing Star" suddenly shone brightly, its killing aura surged several times over, its spirituality increased dramatically, and its trajectory became even more mysterious and unpredictable!
"It is indeed good material."

Ying Xuan's lips curled slightly. However, he did not sense any sign that the world passage had opened.

"Ancient pine..."

Ying Xuan's gaze turned slightly cold, and he instantly grasped the key point.

Puzhi was merely a pawn; the real mastermind was the treacherous spy from the Demonic Sect who had infiltrated the Qingyun Sect—Cangsong Daoren!
With a swift movement, he silently appeared atop the highest peak near Caomiao Village, his aura completely concealed, blending into the night as he waited quietly.

As the night deepens, everything becomes silent.

A dark shadow swept across the mountains and forests, silently appearing above Caomiao Village.

The newcomer was dressed in the robes of an elder of the Qingyun Sect, with a sinister face; it was none other than Cangsong!
His eyes were filled with cruelty and determination. He made a hand seal, and a cold, dark magical energy began to gather, its target pointing directly at the sleeping village below!
Just as he was about to make his move!

An indescribable terrifying pressure suddenly descended!
Cangsong felt the space around him freeze instantly, and his internal magic power was like frozen ice, unable to move even a finger!

He looked up in horror and saw a figure that had appeared at some point on the summit, looking down at him indifferently, like a god looking down at an ant!

"Who?!"

The pine tree was terrified, its voice hoarse.

Ying Xuan did not answer, but simply raised his hand and pressed down lightly.

An invisible, immense force crashed down!

Before Cangsong could even scream, he was slammed to the ground by the force, his bones shattered, blood gushing from his mouth, and he instantly fell into a coma from severe injuries!
The moment Cangsong was subdued, Yingxuan clearly felt an invisible barrier to the world quietly open up!

The "passage" to this world has officially opened!
"Time is up."

Ying Xuan's eyes flashed with a sharp light!

He no longer hid, and with one step, his figure appeared in the sky above the Qingyun Mountains!

"Heavenly Dippers and Earthly Fiends, Celestial Stars! Activate the formation!"

With a low shout from Ying Xuan, a vast galaxy phantom suddenly expanded from behind him!

One hundred and eight illusory stars spun and expanded, instantly covering an area of ​​a hundred miles, enveloping the entire majestic Qingyun Mountain range, along with the seven peaks of the Qingyun Sect!
The stars shone brightly, as if it were daytime!

The entire Qingyun Mountain range was illuminated in perfect detail!

Countless Qingyun Sect disciples were awakened and rushed out of their houses, staring in horror at the deep, vast starry sky above them, radiating endless pressure!
"what is that?!"

"Has the sky...has the sky collapsed?!"

"What terrifying pressure! Is the Demonic Cult attacking the mountain?!"

Exclamations and screams echoed through the mountains.

Ying Xuan stood at the center of the Milky Way, like a ruler who controls the stars.

With a thought, he activated the great formation!

Inside the Qingyun Sect, whether they were ordinary disciples, the peak masters, or even the sect leader Dao Xuan Zhenren who was in seclusion, they all felt a blur before their eyes, and the space instantly changed! The next moment, they found themselves in a void of starry sky!

Beneath my feet are spinning stars, and all around me is endless darkness!
"Illusion?!"

"Wait! This is... spatial teleportation?!"

Dao Xuan Zhenren's expression changed drastically, and he shouted sternly.

"What kind of demon dares to offend my Qingyun Sect!"

His response was a faint, bloodthirsty aura that permeated the void!
These malevolent energies are invisible and intangible, yet they quietly seep into the bodies of every Qingyun Sect member!

"what--!"

Suddenly, a disciple's eyes turned bloodshot, and he drew his sword to stab his fellow disciple beside him!
"Kill! Kill you all!"

Another elder, acting as if possessed, slapped the person next to him!

"Demon! Prepare to die!"

Even some of the most powerful leaders showed signs of struggle in their eyes, which were then replaced by violence, and they began to attack each other!
The malevolent energy invades, disturbing the mind!
In this isolated void, the members of the Qingyun Sect were like caged beasts thrown into a gladiatorial arena. Under the influence of the baleful aura, they instantly lost control and began to fight each other madly!

Screams, roars, and the clash of magical weapons echoed through the void!
Ying Xuan watched all of this indifferently, as if he were watching a farce.

In a flash, he appeared in front of the shrine behind Qingyun Mountain, in front of the one that enshrines the nameless black iron rod.

He raised his hand, and the seemingly ordinary yet ancient black iron rod shattered the roof of the ancestral hall and fell into his hand. It was heavy in his hand, and a desolate and ancient aura emanated from it.

"good."

Ying Xuan nodded and cast it into the Milky Way. The star representing "Tian Shang Star" flashed and absorbed it, its stellar power instantly becoming thicker and more solid.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Xuan turned his gaze to the depths of Qingyun Mountain, towards Tongtian Peak.

With one step, he reached the summit.

A long sword, entirely black and with an ancient design, floated above the altar. The blade was shrouded in an intense and malevolent aura—it was the Immortal Execution Sword!

"A malevolent aura soaring to the heavens? Perfect!"

Ying Xuan looked on with interest.

He raised his hand and grabbed at the Immortal Execution Sword in mid-air!
The Zhuxian Sword trembled violently, unleashing a terrifying and malevolent aura!

A jet-black sword light shot into the sky, carrying the power to tear through the void, and slashed straight at Ying Xuan!

"Humph!"

Ying Xuan snorted coldly and pointed his right index finger into the air!
A highly refined pale golden rune instantly condensed, with lightning flashing within it!
"Imperial decree! Thunderclap!"

Boom!

A bolt of purple lightning, as thick as a bucket, appeared out of thin air, carrying immense heavenly might, and struck the fierce sword light with perfect precision!

scoff!

Like a hot knife slicing through butter, the menacing sword light was instantly shattered by heavenly lightning!
The Zhuxian Sword let out a mournful cry, its malevolent aura was forcibly dispersed by most, its light dimmed, and it fell from the sky, landing on the altar, where it hummed and trembled.

Ying Xuan didn't even glance at the temporarily suppressed fierce sword, and gave an order to the void.

"Eastern Depot Inner Guards, listen to my command! Immediately begin the operation! Dig up all the spiritual herbs and roots in Qingyun Mountain, regardless of their grade! Leave nothing behind!"

"According to the order!"

The Eastern Depot guards, who had been waiting outside the formation, responded in unison and transformed into streaks of black shadows, rushing towards the various medicinal gardens and spiritual vein nodes of Qingyun Mountain.

They moved swiftly and with professional skill, carefully digging out and sealing up one after another of the rare flowers and herbs that radiated spiritual light, and one piece of jade mineral containing spiritual energy.

Ying Xuan then looked at the team of imperial chefs.

"You shall proceed to the island at the heart of the formation and wait there. You shall not leave without permission."

"Yes, Your Majesty!"

The imperial chefs bowed and accepted the order, then were lifted by a gentle force and sent to the island deep within the galaxy, a place constructed from the power of the stars.

Ying Xuan stood with his hands behind his back in the void, his gaze piercing through layers of space, finally locking onto the core of the earth veins deep within the Qingyun Mountains, which was sealed by numerous restrictions.

There, an unimaginably powerful aura of life force, like a sleeping dragon, was emanating ancient and vast energy.

"Jianmu... I've finally found you."

Ying Xuan's eyes finally revealed the most fervent light he had seen on this trip.

Ying Xuan stood in the void of the starry sky, his gaze sweeping over the Qingyun Mountains below, which were shrouded by the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation.

With a slight thought, on the core island of the grand formation, dense, misty starlight and incense offerings slowly flowed into the spiritual roots and herbs that had just been carefully transplanted by the Eastern Depot's guards.

These rare treasures from the world of Jade Dynasty, as soon as their roots touched the soil materialized from the power of stars, greedily absorbed the pure energy. Their branches and leaves, which had been slightly withered due to transplantation, quickly stretched out, radiating an even richer spiritual light and vitality.

"Spiritual roots and spiritual medicines are the foundation of the world's essence."

Ying Xuan understood. In the early days of the Great Qin world, although the primordial energy of heaven and earth gradually became richer due to the great array, the spiritual objects born innately were extremely rare.

The rare medicinal herbs in the world of Jade Dynasty, which take hundreds or even thousands of years to mature, and the spiritual roots that contain the essence of heaven and earth, are the key resources to make up for the lack of foundation in the world of Qin.

Transplanting them to the core of the grand formation and nourishing them with the power of the stars will not only accelerate their growth, but also allow them to feed back into the grand formation with their spirituality, forming a virtuous cycle.

His divine sense, like an invisible tentacle, probed into the void battlefield shrouded by the great formation.

There, hundreds of cultivators from the Qingyun Sect were fiercely fighting against indistinct, blood-red figures formed from baleful energy!

These blood-red figures are the "fierce demons" simulated by the Heavenly Gang and Earthly Fiends Formation. Their strength will automatically adjust and increase according to the strength of the opponent and the intensity of the battle!
Stimulated by the malevolent energy and under the pressure of life-or-death battles, the potential of the Qingyun Sect cultivators was fully unleashed!
Someone broke through the bottleneck in swordsmanship, and the sword light surged.

Some people's understanding of the Dao deepens, and the power of their spells increases exponentially.

Some even experienced a sudden surge in their aura, breaking through the realm barrier that had plagued them for many years during the battle!
After the brief burst of energy brought about by the breakthrough, there is an indescribable fatigue and weakness.

When the last cultivator exhausted his last bit of strength and defeated the demon before him, the entire void battlefield instantly fell silent.

Hundreds of Qingyun Sect cultivators, regardless of whether they were elders or disciples, collapsed to the ground due to exhaustion and fell into a coma.

Ying Xuan watched all of this with a blank expression.

With a thought, the unconscious cultivators vanished instantly, and the next moment, they appeared neatly on the huge plaza of the main peak of Qingyun Sect, lying all over the ground.

"go."

Ying Xuan gave the order in a calm tone.

The Eastern Depot's inner guards, who had been waiting nearby, immediately rushed out, their movements swift and precise.

Like the most skilled hunters, they thoroughly looted the jade pendants, rings, storage bags, and scattered magical treasures and flying swords from the unconscious cultivators, leaving nothing behind.

"Your Majesty, all the personal belongings of the cultivators have been confiscated." (End of Chapter)