I gain ten years' worth of cultivation every day, and even geniuses will only see my doorstep!

"Qin Yuan..." A hoarse voice, like sandpaper rubbing, rang out, not loud, but clearly reaching everyone's ears, "Hand over what you obtained in the Blood Battle Secret Realm, and I may spare your life. Otherwise... once you leave this Small Universe Realm, even your Taiyi Immortal Sect won't be able to protect you."

A blatant threat! In front of numerous disciples and elders from the five major sects!

The platform erupted in uproar instantly.

"Has Li Wanhun gone mad? How dare he openly threaten the future Dao Child of Taiyi here?"

"He mentioned obtaining something from the Bloodbath Secret Realm... Could it be that Qin Yuan acquired some extraordinary treasure inside?"

"I heard that the Netherworld Palace gained very little from the War God Palace this time, and Young Master Youquan was even seriously injured. Are they jealous?"

Liu Suifeng's face was grim. He stepped forward, blocking Qin Yuan's path, and said coldly, "Li Wanhun, Junior Brother Qin is a prospective Dao Child of our Taiyi Immortal Sect. His gains are none of your business, the Netherworld Palace's! This place is jointly supervised by the five major sects; your insolence is not to be tolerated!"

Li Wanhun chuckled sinisterly, his laughter like the wailing of an owl: "Liu Suifeng, do you think you can intimidate me by bringing up the Taiyi Immortal Sect? Treasures belong to the virtuous. What right does Qin Yuan, a mere Nascent Soul cultivator, have to seize such an opportunity? I'll say it again: hand over the item, or else... hehehe."

Before he finished speaking, the ghostly mist around him suddenly expanded, transforming into countless ferocious ghostly shadows that let out mournful howls. The terrifying baleful aura and pressure pressed down on the area where Qin Yuan was located as if they were tangible! This time, it was no longer a suppression of area, but a precise mental impact and baleful aura erosion with strong killing intent!

Liu Suifeng, Wu Zhan, and Wen Yuan all groaned at the same time, their faces turning pale. Although they were also at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, Li Wanhun was notorious among the younger generation of the Netherworld Palace. He specialized in controlling ghosts and refining souls, and his soul attacks were bizarre and vicious. In terms of mental pressure alone, he was indeed superior to them.

The other top geniuses from various sects, such as Jian Wuming, Lei Dong, and Mu Changchun, also paled, each circulating their cultivation techniques to resist the spreading aftershocks. Their eyes were filled with apprehension as they looked at Li Wanhun. This person's strength was probably already very close to the Void Refinement stage, and perhaps even had reached it in some aspects.

Qin Yuan, who was being specifically targeted, felt countless negative thoughts filled with resentment, fear, and madness piercing his consciousness like cold, poisonous needles! At the same time, a thick, cold, and malevolent aura tried to penetrate his pores and erode his spiritual power and blood.

If it were an ordinary peak Nascent Soul cultivator, they would likely have suffered a serious injury to their soul and become disordered if caught off guard.

However, Qin Yuan only frowned slightly.

The Nine-Turn Nascent Soul sat firmly in its Purple Mansion, emitting a faint nine-colored radiance, like a stabilizing pillar, firmly suppressing and dissolving the violent spiritual impact! The powerful physical body brought by the second level of the "Undying Body of the Universe Stars" had its blood and qi like a furnace, and as the pale silver starlight flowed, it burned and dispelled all the invading cold and evil qi! Moreover, a scorching battle intent originating from the essence of the God of War rose from within its body, carrying a dignified and unyielding will, and counterattacked against the sinister ghostly aura!

He slowly stood up.

His tattered blue robe fluttered without wind, the dried and darkened bloodstains adding to his chilling aura. His face was calm, his eyes deep as an ancient well, showing no sign of panic or fear.

Under the gaze of countless eyes, some shocked, some worried, and some gloating, Qin Yuan took a step forward, facing the terrifying pressure of Li Wanhun.

Just one step.

"boom!"

A powerful aura, no less impressive, and even more refined and intense, erupted from Qin Yuan's body!

That wasn't spiritual pressure, but a pure combination of fighting spirit, murderous aura, and power! It was a unique aura he had formed after endless battles in the Blood Battle Secret Realm, absorbing and refining the aura of the ancient battlefield, and fusing with the essence and will of the God of War!

A dark red battle aura faintly appeared around him, condensing into a blurry battlefield phantom, with clashing swords and thunderous battles! A terrifying aura, tragic, resolute, and seemingly emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, crashed into Li Wanhun's gloomy ghost realm like an invisible giant wave!

Two completely opposite, yet equally powerful, auras collided violently in mid-air!

"Hiss hiss hiss—!"

Like boiling oil poured on snow, or like raging fire cooking ice! The crimson battle intent and the pitch-black ghostly energy clashed and annihilated fiercely, producing a teeth-grinding sound! The space between the two was filled with distorted light and exploding air, forming a brief energy vacuum!

A thin, long crack silently appeared on the platform floor, with the point where the two people's auras met as the dividing line!

"What?!" The crimson light beneath Li Wanhun's hood pulsated violently, emitting a low, incredulous gasp. He felt his ghostly domain being suppressed and eroded by the opponent's battle intent! The pure killing intent and indomitable will contained within that battle intent had a natural restraint on the vengeful spirits and vengeful ghosts he controlled!

What shocked him even more was Qin Yuan's aura... He was clearly still at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, so why could he unleash such a terrifying aura and pressure comparable to the early stage of the Void Refinement stage?! Especially that fighting spirit, it was as if an ancient war god had been resurrected!

The rest of the people were even more dumbfounded.

"This...this is Qin Yuan's aura?"

"They can actually rival Li Wanhun's Ghost Domain?!"

"Such terrifying fighting spirit! I feel my very soul trembling!"

"Isn't he a magic cultivator? How can he possess such strong fighting spirit and murderous aura?!"

Jian Wuming abruptly opened his eyes, a flash of sword light appearing within them, and for the first time, a serious expression appeared on his face. Lei Dong also stopped joking, his eyes widening, and lightning crackled around him. Mu Changchun and his sister exchanged horrified glances. Liu Suifeng and the others were both surprised and delighted.

Qin Yuan looked at Li Wanhun, his voice calm yet carrying an undeniable chill: "Li Wanhun, you can't take what's mine. If you want it, you can, but you'll have to pay with your life."

As soon as he finished speaking, he joined his right index and middle fingers together, and a point of pale golden spiritual light began to condense and compress at the tip of his finger. At the core of the spiritual light, a faint trace of dark red killing sword intent flowed—it was the Profound Origin Demon-Slaying Finger, which had initially fused with the Heavenly Punishment Sword Intent!

Before the finger strike was even released, a sharp aura that could pierce through everything and dispel all evil had already spread out, locking onto Li Wanhun!

A warning bell rang in Li Wanhun's heart! He sensed a deadly threat from that finger strike! It wasn't just the power to ward off evil; it also contained a terrifying sword intent capable of annihilating souls and killing all living beings! This boy had actually comprehended such a terrifying offensive technique?

Although he was arrogant, he was by no means brainless. The strength and aura that Qin Yuan was showing at this moment far exceeded the intelligence estimates, and since the other party was in the Taiyi Immortal Sect camp, he might not be able to gain the upper hand if they really fought, and might even bring trouble to the sect.

The ghostly mist churned violently, and Li Wanhun's aura slowly receded. He gave Qin Yuan a deep look, his scarlet eyes like a venomous snake's tongue, licking over Qin Yuan's body, especially lingering for a moment on the point of spiritual light at Qin Yuan's fingertips.

"Good, very good." Li Wanhun's hoarse voice carried a chilling edge. "Qin Yuan, I will remember you. Once you leave the Lesser Universe Realm, I hope your bones will still be as hard as they are now."