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

The master replied that he was not destined for alchemy, and that forcing it would be useless; it was best to give up as soon as possible.

The immense disappointment and resentment overwhelmed him.

He felt that there was no justice in the world and that decades of effort had been wasted.

In a fit of anger, he abandoned alchemy and turned to martial arts.

Twenty years ago, he learned the Thousand Corpses and Ten Thousand Apertures Body technique in an ancient tomb.

Eighteen years ago, he mastered the art of substitution in an ancient ruin.

Ten years ago, he joined the Chusheng Sect. In order to make faster progress in martial arts, he worked day and night, his temperament changed drastically, and he resorted to any means necessary.

……

Today, having become the deputy head of the Enforcement Hall of the First Saint Sect, his cultivation has reached the peak of the seventh level of the Imperial Martial Realm. He took the initiative to accept the Ninth Elder's mission and returned with the aim of proving himself to his master. However, upon learning that his master had died, he was instantly heartbroken.

He found his master's grave, but instead of actually digging it up and whipping his master's corpse, he took advantage of the fact that no one was around and cried loudly in front of his master's grave.

Afterwards, he fought Qin Changye and died. Before his death, he passed on all the essence he had cultivated over the years to his junior brother, simply because his junior brother had spoken up for him in front of their master on several occasions...

"He wasn't inherently bad, but his obsession ran too deep. Later, he practiced two evil arts, which led him astray. He's a tragic figure!"

Qin Changye thought to himself.

After dealing with Liu Xiaoyao, Qin Changye did not leave immediately, but instead coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Of course, the "blood" he vomited was actually a red medicine he carried with him.

Ever since Hao Caiyi, the Grand Elder of the Jin Xin Chamber of Commerce, issued a bounty of 20 million spirit stones, not only in the Northern Continent, but also in other continents of the Great Wilderness, many assassins have come.

At this moment, Qin Changye sensed that several powerful and secretive auras were lurking among the crowd below.

This is the aura of an assassin!

Fortunately, Qin Changye deliberately pretended to be severely injured in the previous battle, with the aim of luring all the assassins out and wiping them out in one fell swoop.

Qin Changye's acting skills are superb.

Within the crowd, six streams of killing intent were hidden extremely deeply, mixed among tens of thousands of auras, barely perceptible.

Just as Qin Changye had predicted, they were all assassins who had come for the bounty.

In fact, they weren't even an assassin organization from the North Continent.

The bounty of 20 million spirit stones was simply too enormous, making it worthwhile for them to travel hundreds of thousands of kilometers from other continents in the Great Wilderness.

Previously, Qin Changye had single-handedly wiped out more than a dozen law enforcers from the Initial Saint Sect's Law Enforcement Hall, and even the sect's deputy hall master had died under Qin Changye's sword. These six assassins hesitated.

Fearing they would repeat the mistakes of these law enforcement officers, they began to back down and prepared to send even more powerful assassins to the Deep Affection headquarters.

However, seeing Qin Changye vomiting blood, they guessed that he had been injured in the series of battles just now, and that his injuries were extremely serious.

They immediately perked up again, feeling that this was a golden opportunity that would come once in a lifetime.

If headquarters sends even more powerful assassins, they will not get the 20 million spirit stones bounty!

"Seize the opportunity when he's severely wounded and kill him!"

Among the fortune tellers, the assassin skilled in setting up traps was the first to make his move.

He crushed the array talisman in his sleeve, and very faint lines appeared on the ground, spreading along the cracks in the stone slabs.

A trapping and killing formation was silently deployed, completely locking down a large area below Qin Changye.

Outsiders could hardly see anything unusual; they thought it was just ordinary wind.

The man disguised as an old street performer was actually a skilled musician and assassin; he brought his piccolo to his lips.

No flute music was heard, but an invisible sound wave rushed straight to Qin Changye's soul.

An ordinary cultivator would immediately feel dizzy and lightheaded from such a blow, or even faint.

On either side of the crowd, a woman disguised as a commoner was a skilled assassin who was adept at using poison. With a flick of her wide sleeves, fine silver threads, as thin as hair and stained with venom, drifted out through the gaps in the crowd, like an invisible net, whistling towards Qin Changye from both sides.

Hidden in the corner was an assassin skilled in throwing darts. With a slight flick of his fingertips, three bone-piercing darts shot out through the gaps in the crowd, their angles cunning, aiming straight for several vital points on Qin Changye's body, leaving him with almost no chance of avoidance.

The man disguised as a porter was actually a skilled assassin with a knife. He let out a low growl, threw off the carrying pole from his shoulder, and his skin instantly shimmered with golden light. He raised a broadsword, leaped into the air, and headed straight for Qin Changye.

In the shadows of the palace walls, assassins skilled in stealth moved along the base of the walls, daggers concealed in their sleeves, waiting for the day's battle to begin before circling behind Qin Changye and launching a sneak attack, devoid of any martial ethics.

The six assassins were all at around the sixth level of the Imperial Martial Realm.

They are hidden in the sea of ​​people, each doing their own job.

Controlling the field, locking down enemies, using poison, launching powerful attacks, and ambushing... the coordination is seamless.

The onlookers could only see a few figures rush out, their blades flashing coldly, and they couldn't help but be terrified.

At this moment, they realized that these were assassins! A group of extremely powerful assassins!

Judging from Qin Changye's condition of coughing up blood and being seriously injured, he would probably be unable to cope.

however.

Poisonous threads wrapped around Qin Changye's sleeve, darts were close to his body, and a broadsword was about to strike Qin Changye's head with a whoosh. Just then, Qin Changye, who had been leaning on his sword and was almost on the verge of death, suddenly raised his head.

There was no trace of weakness left in his eyes, only an undisguised anticipation:

"The true hunter often appears as the prey!"

"I've put in a lot of acting effort to wait for you real prey to show up!"