The transmigrated villain wants to escape Feng Aotian's hellish situation.

The magical artifacts of the Joyful Sect and the Black Witch Pavilion were all destroyed.

The one in Demon Corpse Valley suffered the worst; not only were its magical artifacts destroyed, but its cursed corpses were also cut in two.

The three people coughed up blood. Without any magical artifacts to protect them, gravity struck them, causing them to plummet to the ground.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

With three loud bangs, yellow sand rose up, and the three leaders were completely incapacitated, their fate unknown.

Because Feng Ya had infused the Soul-Stabilizing Heavenly Pearl with energy beforehand, the Soul-Stabilizing Heavenly Pearl blocked the attack, so neither she nor the Gao family were harmed.

Seeing the miserable state of those people outside, the Gao family survivors swallowed hard. If they were outside, they would probably have met a tragic end.

Gao Tianwei was also somewhat apprehensive.

Although he knew that the Soul-Stabilizing Heavenly Pearl had powerful defensive capabilities, he still felt a sharp pain in his heart when the giant axe swung down.

If it weren't for the Great Thousand Mountains and Rivers Mirror, which forcibly boosted his cultivation to the first level of the Tribulation Transcending Realm within it, he would have been much stronger.

He probably won't last a single round against this man.

Feng Ya had no interest in paying attention to the mental state of the person behind her. She looked at Qin Yangjun, whose body was slowly solidifying in the sky, with some concern.

The leader of this Asura Hall seems to have reached the half-step Tribulation Transcending stage in cultivation, just one step away from actually transcending the tribulation.

Feng Ya wasn't afraid of such a guy, but she wasn't confident she could beat him 100%; at most, she could only manage a draw.

So... can Qin Yangjun win?

After the attack was unleashed, only An Yi remained standing among the Eastern Continent forces, his murderous aura seemingly materializing.

He stared at Qin Yangjun with murderous intent.

"Alright, now that the troublesome guy is gone, it's your turn!!"

If it weren't for this kid interfering, he would have already completed his mission and left.

Now he's even resorting to secret techniques.

Now, no matter who this kid is or what his identity is, he must die!

Qin Yangjun, however, remained calm.

"Is it?"

Now that I've broken through to the Void Realm, I should be able to use the new functions of the Zunlong Five Elements Technique.

I'll just use this guy to test the waters.

The next second, Qin Yangjun stretched out his hand, and spiritual power surged out of his body like a wave, causing the surrounding air to tremble.

The yellow sand that had fallen to the ground began to flow backward.

Meanwhile, the large "earth" character within the Bagua formation was gradually beginning to distort.

Below, An Yi's expression changed.

He could sense that a killing force had emerged from this gravity.

The sand seemed to transform into countless tiny blades, and everything around us began to feel dangerous.

The original gravity was gradually increasing, and he felt as if countless giant hands were squeezing him from all around.

His instincts told him that, under no circumstances should he let the kid use this spell.

A pill appeared in his hand.

However, before he could swallow the pill, Qin Yangjun raised one hand.

The gravitational field changed directly, and he began to fall into the sky.

The pill in his hand also fell into the void.

Then Qin Yangjun raised his hand and pushed to the right, and the whole world began to flow, just like a spinning tornado.

An Yi knew that he could not sit idly by and wait for his death.

He clasped his hands together, and a burst of blood energy erupted from his body, enveloping him in a black aura.

"Fire Spirit Demon Body!"

With a loud shout, a spiritual energy field formed around him, directly isolating him from the outside world.

This also freed him from the rotating gravitational field.

He straightened up and looked at Qin Yangjun.

The sinister intent in his eyes was even stronger.

"You forced me to do this, kid!"

He then inserted two fingers together into his palm, causing blood to splatter. He then pulled a long, black knife from his palm.

Black flames swirled around the longsword.

The knife looked unusually ethereal, as if it were made of spiritual energy.

It was as if one could vaguely see vengeful spirits roaring and struggling in the flames on the blade.

At the same time, the flames spread to that person, and a look of pain appeared in his eyes.

The sword was clearly burning him.

Qin Yangjun was slightly taken aback.

“Netherflame Blade...you are one of Yan Xiuluo’s men.”

"Since we know each other, then I won't waste any more words. Prepare to die!!"

With a sweeping motion of the longsword, the dark flames drew an arc of light through the air, and the terrifying sword energy roared towards Qin Yangjun like a tidal wave.

Qin Yangjun held two fingers together in front of him, and a surge of spiritual energy shot into the sky, plunging into the Bagua formation.

Within the Bagua formation, a yellowish-brown character suddenly appeared.

"Mysterious Earth Generates Metal! Mysterious Heavy Sword Formation!!!"

The spiritual energy in the sky erupted, transforming into an earth-yellow arc. The arc spread out, extinguishing the blade energy that was attacking Qin Yangjun.

This made the man pause for a moment.

The Netherflame Blade in his hand was formed from the power of the Flame Asura. With his full power, this sword strike could kill at least a cultivator of the same level.

Unexpectedly, this kid, who was only at the early stage of the Void Realm, was able to block it.

Isn't this magic a bit too exaggerated?

At the same time, as the earth-yellow spiritual energy spread, the yellow sand in the sky formed earth-yellow flying swords.

A buzzing sound was heard.

Within that thick spiritual energy, there was also a killing force spreading out.

The countless flying swords seemed like a cage, obscuring the sky and the earth.

Qin Yangjun's two fingers are horizontal.

The entire group of flying swords simultaneously headed towards An Yi.

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"kill!"

At Qin Yangjun's command, countless flying swords transformed into dragons, charging towards him.

The flying sword was incredibly fast, almost like a flash of light.

In the blink of an eye, sword energy surged forth.

At the same time, a tremendous force of gravity descended from the sky, making An Yi feel as if he were carrying a mountain on his back.

This cast a deep sense of powerlessness over his heart.

Even so, he gritted his teeth and resisted.

At first, he was able to withstand the attacks of the flying swords by relying on his physical strength and spiritual power to protect himself.

However, as his spiritual energy was depleted and his killing power eroded him, he gradually began to struggle.

The once swift movements began to turn hurried.

This scene stunned the Gao family members who were watching the spectacle.

It should be noted that Qin Yangjun was only at the early stage of the Void Realm, while his opponent was someone who could kill three Mahayana Realm cultivators with a single blow.

For ordinary cultivators facing such an opponent, surviving would already be considered a stroke of luck.

Qin Yangjun was actually able to suppress the person in front of him.

Doesn't this mean that he, at only the early stage of the Void Realm, has already gained experience comparable to the peak of the Mahayana Realm?

So, judging from this, he might have even held back during his previous encounter with Gao Qing?

In an instant, the way they looked at Qin Yangjun was as if they were looking at some kind of monster.

At this moment, they understood why there were rumors that Qin Yangjun was the number one among the younger generation.

This kid is truly a prodigy.

As soon as the thought crossed his mind, Gao Tianwei couldn't help but turn his head to look at Feng Ya, who also had the same title.

Feng Ya gazed at the sky filled with sword formations, her eyes burning with fervor, and her body seemed to tremble slightly...

puff!

With a sound of flesh tearing, a flying sword broke through An Yi's defenses, ripping through his armor, and bright red blood flowed from his wound.

As Yan Xiuluo's trusted subordinate, An Yi's strength can be described as extremely formidable.

But at this point, he was also starting to feel the strain.

This technique is terrifying; its omnipresent killing power and terrifying gravity are unlike anything he has ever seen in his life.

Not to mention, there are also incredibly fast and numerous flying swords.

Finally, An Yi's defenses weakened, his wounds increased, and the shadowy figures behind him became increasingly illusory.