The Burial Tower of Immortals buries the heavens, the earth, and all the immortals.

Zhou Tianlong frowned and asked how much more.

The old man with black spots pondered for a moment and said, "When you ascend the throne, fifty percent of the annual income of the Great Zhou treasury will be handed over to our Qing Shou Sect. At the same time, the number of boys and girls offered each year will also be increased to five thousand."

This is outrageous!

However, with the die already cast, Zhou Tianlong gritted his teeth and agreed.

The old man with black spots was satisfied. He then released his vast spiritual power, which condensed into a thick spiritual barrier around him and Qin Changye, capable of shielding them from all external detection.

After doing all this, the old man with black spots opened his spatial ring and took out a soul banner.

Qin Changye was not surprised, as he had long suspected that Qing Shou Sect, like Chu Sheng Sect, was not a proper sect.

Unexpectedly, the old man with black spots, who was a steward of the Qing Shou Sect, acted like a prostitute while trying to maintain a virtuous image, using a soul banner and shielding everyone's senses in advance.

"Forcing me to use my final trump card, you can die without regrets!"

As he spoke, he activated the Soul Banner in his hand, releasing various ghosts that lunged at Qin Changye with bared teeth and claws.

Qin Changye frowned. Judging from the lifelike state of these ghosts, they had not died and had their souls separated from their bodies and thrown into the soul banner.

Instead, while they were still alive, they were thrown into the Soul Banner, their bodies were refined into water, and their souls were left in the Soul Banner.

This method is extremely insidious and vicious, and is far too immoral and immoral. Even evil forces rarely use it.

"Scared? Then kneel down and beg me, and I might take pity on you and let these ghosts give you a quick death. Otherwise, you can just wait to be killed by them."

The old man with black spots looked smug, but before he could finish speaking, he froze on the spot.

To his surprise, Qin Changye also took out a soul banner.

These are kindred spirits!

Moreover, after Qin Changye took out the Soul Banner, he did not release any ghosts; instead, he began to absorb the ghosts that Qin Changye had released.

"Your soul banner is merely a thousand-soul banner, while mine is a ten-thousand-soul banner. When did the thousand-soul banner become capable of devouring the ghosts within the ten-thousand-soul banner?"

Seeing that in just a dozen breaths, the hundreds of ghosts he had released had been completely devoured by the soul banner that Qin Changye had taken out, the black-spotted old man was in a terrible state.

What kind of devilish operation is this?

He hurriedly tried to lock his Ten Thousand Souls Banner, but found that he couldn't lock it at all.

This Myriad Soul Banner, which he spent decades refining from over 13,000 living people, even broke free from his control for the first time ever.

One ghost after another flew out of the Ten Thousand Souls Banner uncontrollably, rushing to enter Qin Changye's Thousand Souls Banner.

What's the difference between this and sucking his blood?

"Stop right now!"

"Stop right there!"

The old black-spotted servant was almost in tears. The ghosts were getting faster and faster away from his soul banner. In just a quarter of an hour, nearly ten thousand had already run away.

His Ten Thousand Souls Banner was downgraded to a Thousand Souls Banner in an instant.

Looking at Qin Changye again, the Thousand Soul Banner in his hand, by absorbing nearly ten thousand ghosts, has been upgraded to the Ten Thousand Soul Banner.

With this shift in power, Qin Changye's soul banner devoured ghosts even faster. After several dozen breaths, the last ghost in the black-spotted old man's soul banner was also absorbed.

puff!

The old man with black spots was so frustrated that he vomited blood. At the same time, he realized that Qin Changye had been pretending to be weak, but was actually very strong, and that he was no match for him at all.

The next moment, he decisively began to dispel the spiritual energy barrier, preparing to escape.

"Oh, the spiritual energy barrier released by Deacon Wang is starting to dissipate. It seems that Qin Changye has already been killed by him."

To outsiders, Zhou Tianlong spoke with absolute certainty.

Then, his greedy gaze fell on Li Yourong and Xiuer at the same time, especially lingering on the two women's proud and upright figures. He couldn't help but lick his lips and say, "There is an old saying that goes, 'A good bird chooses a good tree to perch on, and a good minister chooses a good master to serve.' Your master, Qin Changye, is dead. Come with me from now on, and I guarantee that I will lead you to the pinnacle of life. When I ascend the throne and become emperor, I may even make you imperial concubines."

Without waiting for the two women's reply, he turned his gaze to the three Blood-Clad Guard elders who had almost wiped out his men: "And you, as long as you swear a blood oath now, and follow my lead from now on, I can forgive all the things that happened before. When I ascend the throne and become emperor, I may even entrust you with important responsibilities."

As soon as Zhou Tianlong finished speaking, the spiritual energy barrier completely disappeared, and the scene that came into view surprised him greatly.

Qin Changye is still alive, but the old man with black spots has blood trickling from the corner of his mouth...

The next moment, before Zhou Tianlong could ask anything, the black-spotted old man turned and fled without looking back.

Qin Changye is terrifying!

He needed to return to Qingshou Sect immediately and invite the elders—no, directly invite the sect leader—to nip Qin Changye in the bud!

The reason why Qing Shou Sect has been able to survive until now is not because of fighting and killing, nor because of interpersonal relationships, but because of its caution in nipping any danger in the bud.

Even if their enemy is just a tiny ant, the Qing Shou Sect is willing to mobilize the entire force, one person per foot, to ensure that this tiny ant is completely crushed!

Watching the departing figure of the old man with black spots, Qin Changye swung his ink sword, and a sharp sword light chased after him.

"Young master, it seems we missed!"

Seeing the old man with black spots fleeing further and further away, about to disappear from sight, Xiu'er couldn't help but say, "Should I ride the silver eagle and chase after him to wipe him out completely?"

Qin Changye shook his head: "Don't rush, let the sword light fly for a while!"

Sure enough, as soon as Qin Changye finished speaking, the sharp sword light with its elusive trajectory struck the black-spotted old man with pinpoint accuracy.

"Holy crap, this works?"

The entire audience was shocked, and the old man with black spots even began to hurl profanities.

Then, he died.

The body was collected by Qin Changye and buried in the second level of the Burial Immortal Tower.

thump!

Zhou Tianlong had run out of trump cards and knelt down before Qin Changye, his face full of pleading: "Young Master Qin, do you think I still have a chance?"

Seeing Qin Changye shake his head without hesitation, Zhou Tianlong stood up again and spoke to the empty space behind him: "How long are you planning to wait? Qin Changye is too strong. Only if we attack together will we have a chance to kill him!"

The next moment, a large group of people emerged from the shadows.

Leading the group were the other six princes, excluding the eighth prince Zhou Tianwu and the deceased ninth prince Zhou Tianxiong.

"Are you sure you want to come together to kill me?"

Qin Changye looked at the six princes and the dark mass of their subordinates and assassins behind them. This was their last chance.

Clearly, like Zhou Tianlong, they failed to cherish their last chance.

"Even a novice can be overpowered by a flurry of punches! With so many of us, I don't believe we can't kill him!"

The third prince spoke first, and then everyone rushed forward.

Qin Changye sighed softly. Now that everyone was here, he would stop pretending.

one move!

Just one move!

The seven princes, including Zhou Tianlong, along with their thousands of subordinates and assassins, all lay on the ground, their eyes still wide open in death.

sizzle...

A collective gasp swept through the crowd. Who would have thought that Qin Changye had been playing dumb all along, and that his strength was actually so formidable!

The crowd, who had initially been somewhat uncertain about Qin Changye's attack on the palace, suddenly felt much more at ease.

Qin Changye was able to kill so many people in one move, so even if his cultivation level hadn't reached the Emperor Martial Realm, it shouldn't be too far off.

In addition, with a certain ability to fight beyond one's level, one might actually have a fighting chance against the Empress whose cultivation has reached the Royal Martial Realm.

Then, another group of people blocked Qin Changye's path.

"You're here to kill me too?"

Qin Changye looked at the leader, the Eighth Prince Zhou Tianwu.