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

The eighth stronghold was guarded by an elder at the first level of the Origin Emperor realm. The elder was drinking tea, the cup brought to his lips, when Qin Yuan's bone blade pierced his skull. The teacup fell to the ground and shattered. Qin Yuan pulled out the bone blade, and the elder's corpse slid off the chair. At the ninth to twelfth strongholds, the enemy trembled in fear. Some abandoned their strongholds and fled, Qin Yuan pursuing them for a hundred miles, unleashing a series of bone blade strikes. The fastest runner escaped a hundred miles, but Qin Yuan caught up, piercing him through the back with a bone blade. He ran a hundred miles and died.

The news reached the Myriad Paths Origin Sect, shaking the entire sect. The sect leader slammed his fist on the table, shattering it. "He alone killed twelve of my strongholds and over a thousand disciples?" The table broke, shards embedding themselves in his palm, but he felt nothing. The elders exchanged bewildered glances, none daring to speak.

Qin Yuan stood on the ruins of the twelfth stronghold, holding the elder's head in his hand. He looked towards the main peak of the Myriad Paths Origin Sect, a slight smile playing on his lips.

The Myriad Paths Origin Sect dispatched Chi Yue to lead the team. This time, she brought twenty elders at the first level of the Origin Emperor realm and three hundred elite disciples. Chi Yue's severed arm was fitted with a prosthetic limb, made of iron, with flexible joints, but not as strong as her real hand. She set up an ambush along Qin Yuan's inevitable route, with archers lying in wait on both sides of the valley and spiritual energy landmines buried in the ground.

The moment Qin Yuan stepped into the trap, source energy bombarded him from all directions. Spirit energy mines exploded, engulfing him in flames. Archers fired in unison, arrows raining down. Qin Yuan leaped out of the flames, his body charred black, but unharmed. His bone blade transformed into a long whip, sweeping away several elders with a single strike. The whip was fifteen feet long; wherever it swept, heads flew off and limbs flew everywhere.

He charged into the crowd, his bone blade flashing. Seven of the twenty elders died, five were seriously injured, and the remaining eight turned and fled. Chi Yue shouted, "Don't run!" But no one listened. She blocked Qin Yuan's path, and the two engaged in a one-on-one duel. Chi Yue's cultivation had already reached the second level of the Origin Emperor realm, and her palm techniques were fierce. After losing her arm, she had diligently practiced her left-hand palm techniques, making them even more ruthless than her right. Qin Yuan thrust, slashed, swept, and flicked with his bone blade, exchanging a hundred blows with her. The two fought from the ground to the trees, and from the trees to the air. Chi Yue shattered a boulder with a single palm strike, while Qin Yuan's bone blade sliced ​​down a large tree.

Qin Yuan feigned an opening, exposing his left ribs. Chi Yue struck with a palm, and Qin Yuan dodged to the side, taking the blow head-on with his left shoulder. The force of the palm shattered his shoulder blade, the sound of bones breaking loudly. But at the same time, his bone blade pierced through Chi Yue's right arm—not a prosthesis, but his only remaining left arm. The bone blade pierced through the elbow joint and emerged from the upper arm. Chi Yue screamed in agony, and Qin Yuan twisted the bone blade, severing Chi Yue's left arm at the shoulder. Blood spurted out, and Chi Yue's face turned deathly pale.

Qin Yuan kicked her away. "Go back and tell your sect leader that he's next."

Chi Yue led her remaining troops back to the Myriad Paths Origin Sect. Qin Yuan pursued them relentlessly, like herding sheep. After killing dozens more, only three remained with Chi Yue. She reached the sect's gate, where the protective array activated. A golden light shield rose from the mountain peak, enveloping the entire sect.

Qin Yuan arrived, his bone blade slashing at the array's protective barrier. The barrier shook violently, like ripples spreading outwards from water hit by a stone. But it didn't break. Chi Yue slumped to the ground, blood still flowing from her severed arm; her prosthetic limb had fallen off, revealing her bare shoulder. She looked at Qin Yuan, her eyes filled with terror. "You...you're not human."

Qin Yuan didn't look at her. He stared at the great formation, searching for its key points. The great formation had a total of forty-nine key points, distributed across forty-nine mountain peaks. Each key point had a source crystal embedded at the top of the mountain peak, radiating golden light.

The sect leader of the Myriad Paths Origin Sect stood atop the main peak, looking down at Qin Yuan. "You alone cannot break the protective formation of my Myriad Paths Origin Sect." His voice was loud, echoing through the valley.

Qin Yuan turned and left. "I will break the formation in three days."

After Qin Yuan left, the Myriad Dao Source Sect was in complete chaos. The First Elder said, "Let's negotiate, give him resources, and let him go." The Second Elder said, "Negotiation? He killed thousands of us! Negotiation is surrender!" The Third Elder said, "Or... let's run away." The Sect Master angrily rebuked everyone, ordered the great formation to be reinforced, and sent someone to invite the Supreme Elder Wudao Source Emperor, who was in seclusion.

The envoy knelt outside the cave, calling out for a long time, but there was no response from inside. The stone door of the cave was tightly closed, with only a faint light shining through the cracks. The envoy knelt for a day and a night; his legs were numb, and his mouth was dry. The stone door remained closed.

Disciples within the sect began to flee. Hundreds escaped overnight, some through secret passages in the back mountains, some by scaling walls, and some by slipping through cracks in the great formation. The sect leader ordered an ultimatum, killing dozens to deter others, their heads displayed on the mountain gate. The remaining disciples dared not run, but their eyes were filled with terror.

Chi Yue lay on the hospital bed, her severed arm wrapped in bandages. The bandages were white, but soaked in blood, they turned red. She stared blankly at the ceiling. "How could he become so strong... He couldn't even withstand a single blow from me before." Her voice was soft, and no one heard her.

A deafening roar echoed from afar, shaking the entire mountain. Someone rushed in to report, "Qin Yuan is back! He's attacking the great formation!"

Qin Yuan stood alone before the mountain gate. Golden runes on his left arm's bone blade shone brightly, their light blinding. He slashed at the array's protective barrier with his blade; the barrier trembled, cracks spreading from the blade's tip outwards like a spiderweb. With the second strike, the cracks widened. With the third strike, a key stone from the array's core shattered from the mountain peak, crashing to the ground and breaking into several pieces.

The sect leader shouted from the mountain, "Everyone, channel your spiritual energy into the great formation!" Thousands of disciples poured their spiritual energy into the formation, restoring the protective barrier and healing the cracks. Qin Yuan sneered, slashing with his bone blade again, cracking the barrier once more. He slashed nearly a hundred times in succession, blood seeping from the cracks in his left arm, soaking the bandages, and dripping blood onto the ground. He didn't rest, continuing to slash. With each slash, a key stone of the formation crumbled.

The sect leader, anxious, personally led the elders out to meet the attack. The elders rushed out from the mountain gate, swords and blades raining down. Qin Yuan's bone blade swept across, decapitating three elders, their bodies tumbling down the steps. The sect leader exchanged a palm strike with Qin Yuan, being forced back several steps, coughing up blood. Qin Yuan's bone blade pointed at the sect leader. "You're next."

Qin Yuan soared upwards, heading straight for the summit of the main peak. At the summit stood a massive source crystal, the core of the sect's protective array. The source crystal was over a meter tall, completely transparent, with golden light flowing within. The sect leader desperately tried to stop him, unleashing both palms with mountain-like force. Qin Yuan slapped the sect leader away, then slashed at the source crystal with his bone blade. The bone blade struck the source crystal, cracking it open. The second strike widened the crack. The third strike shattered the source crystal, sending fragments flying. The protective array's protective shield flickered violently, then shattered like glass, the fragments dissipating into specks of light.

The great formation has been broken.

The disciples of the Myriad Paths Origin Sect were ashen-faced. Some knelt and begged for mercy, some turned and ran, some collapsed to the ground, and some wept bitterly. Qin Yuan stood atop the main peak, overlooking the entire sect. His figure in the moonlight resembled a demon god. The wind blew, and his robes fluttered in the wind.

The sect leader crawled out of the ruins, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. "Even if you kill me, the Myriad Paths Origin Sect will not be destroyed. The Supreme Elder will avenge me."

Qin Yuan swung his bone blade, and the sect leader's head rolled to the ground. The head bounced twice before coming to rest on the steps, its eyes still open. "Then let him come."