Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The Dharma boat pierces through the clouds and mist.

a few days later.

They arrived smoothly at the territory of the Tu family.

Jiang Chuan stood at the ship's side, looking down at the view.

There is a small town at my feet.

It's quite a large area, with rows of brick and tile houses, and at least tens of thousands of ordinary people living there.

At this moment, as dusk approaches, wisps of smoke rise from the chimneys of the town, filling it with the warmth and life of everyday life.

Qi Yun Shen had somehow reached the bow of the ship.

He stood with his hands behind his back, his blue robe fluttering in the wind high above.

His handsome face was expressionless.

He just looked down for a moment.

He then spoke softly.

"The Tu clan has occupied this place for more than four hundred years. Its members live among ordinary people, and their bloodlines have long been integrated into one."

"As for the rules of the extermination order, I'm sure you all understand them. Although there are tens of thousands of ordinary people here, it would be time-consuming and laborious to screen them all."

"The bloodline of the Tu family is mixed in; if even one is missed, it will cause future trouble."

"so."

"I hope that you can all abandon your womanly compassion."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and flipped it, and seven or eight dark gold array flags flew out from his sleeve.

The banners swelled in the wind, leaving long trails of flame in the air, like seven or eight falling meteors, which then embedded themselves around the town.

hum! !

A ring of dark golden light suddenly rose from the edge of the town.

Like an inverted giant bowl, it envelops the entire town and several surrounding mountains.

On the light screen, countless tiny runes flowed, exuding a chilling aura that seemed to seal the heavens and the earth.

The moment the flags were lowered, a few barks could be faintly heard from the town. Pedestrians on the street looked up, staring blankly at the dark golden light curtain above them.

They hadn't even realized what had happened.

Qi Yun Shen withdrew his hand.

"Let's do it."

"Not a single chicken or dog will be spared."

The first to make a move was a male cultivator at the second stage of Qi Refining.

His surname is He.

In the Heyin Association, he was known as Old Ghost He.

He was usually quiet and reserved, rarely speaking to anyone, but at this moment he was the first to move.

He made a hand seal with both hands.

Suddenly, a dark, inky scroll-like phantom unfolded behind them.

Within the painting, countless twisted ghostly figures writhe and roar, exuding a nauseating, filthy aura.

With a piercing shriek, the ghosts in the painting cried out in unison, transforming into streaks of dark light that crashed down on the houses below like meteorites.

Wherever the black light passed, mortals didn't even have time to scream before their flesh and blood were completely drained, leaving them as withered sacks.

Their souls were forcibly extracted and dragged into the painting, becoming nourishment for the hundred ghosts.

"Old man He, your eating manners are truly appalling."

She chuckled softly, her voice melodious, and the silver snake-tooth chain around her waist made a soft, tinkling sound.

Old He glanced at her expressionlessly and didn't reply.

Hua She didn't care. She turned her waist and gave Jiang Chuan at the stern a flirtatious wink, saying with a smile, "Fellow Daoist Lieyang, you'd better speak up in time, lest we go too far and ruin your materials."

Jiang Chuan calmly cupped his hands in greeting.

"Thank you for your kindness, senior sister."

The flower snake chuckled twice, and her figure floated gracefully like willow catkins as she landed elegantly in the town.

With a slight twist of her slender waist, the silver chain around her waist came to life like a serpent, flashing a cold, eerie green light.

The silver chain flew out on its own, splitting into two in mid-air, and then into four.

In the blink of an eye.

It then transformed into thousands of fine silver rays.

The silver snakes danced wildly, as if they had a life of their own, weaving and flying through the streets and alleys on their own.

Each flash of silver light precisely grazed a mortal's throat, leaving a thin trail of blood as fine as a hair.

Ordinary people often only feel a chill on their necks and subconsciously reach out to touch it. By the time they touch a warm hand, the life force in their pupils has already rapidly faded.

Seeing this situation.

The cultivators on the Dharma boat also started to move.

A short, stout middle-aged monk walked to the bow of the ship.

He was born with a round head and a kind face.

Now we step into the sky.

There wasn't even a hint of a smile on that round face.

He raised his hand and flipped it, and five different colored flags flew out from his sleeve, landing in five different directions above the town.

As the battle flags were lowered, five columns of smoke of different colors emerged from the flags, swirling and coalescing in the sky above the town.

It transformed into a multicolored poisonous cloud, pressing down from the sky and covering everything.

Where the poisonous cloud passed.

Before the mortals could even scream, they fell in droves, their skin festering and oozing at a visible speed, their flesh dissolving until only bare white bones remained.

On the street, several ordinary people who had just crawled out of the ruins saw this scene and were so frightened that they turned around and ran wildly out of the town.

Before they could run more than a few steps, the multicolored poisonous cloud rolled in from behind and swallowed them whole.

Screams echoed throughout the room.

However, they fell silent almost immediately.

Jiang Chuan withdrew his gaze, his heart not stirred by much emotion.

Although the Immortal Alliance represents the righteous path, the cultivators within it are far from benevolent. At this moment, they slaughter mortals without batting an eye.

In their eyes.

Humans are nothing but ants.

What reason do you need to crush a few ants?

Qi Yun Shen stood at the bow of the ship, arms crossed, looking indifferently at the town below that was sealed off by the array.

From beginning to end.

He has never killed a single mortal.

But those mortals within his formation had no hope of escape whatsoever.

And at that time...

A blood-red light suddenly rose from the depths of the Tu family's silent mansion.

The crimson light was dazzling, like a reversed waterfall, surging up from the roof of the old house's main hall and soaring into the sky.

The blood-red light surged and condensed in mid-air, transforming into a blood-red river over a hundred feet wide.

The river water was thick and viscous, churning with a strong, fishy stench. Countless distorted human faces, old and young, men and women, floated on the surface of the river. Each face was screaming silently, with dark red tears of blood flowing from its eyes.

A river of blood filled the sky.

The sky over the entire town darkened.

The patriarch of the Tu family stood in the center of the blood river, his body surging with bloody light, his beard and hair standing on end.

His old face, etched with deep wrinkles, was now filled with shock, anger, and despair.

Having lived for over four hundred years, he knew the Immortal Alliance's ways of doing things better than anyone else.

With the order to eradicate them issued, the Tu family had no way out.

That being the case.

Let's fight to the death.

"Lackeys of the Immortal Alliance!"

He roared to the sky, his voice shrill and manic. His withered hands suddenly rose high above his head, and the blood river around him surged violently, splitting into hundreds of blood-red tentacles as thick as buckets. Like a group of pythons breaking free of their shackles, they lashed fiercely at the magic boat suspended high in the sky.

"Even if it costs me my old life, I will drag you all down with me today!!"

The river of blood surges into the sky.

Even from a distance of hundreds of feet, that aura still made everyone in the Immortal Alliance feel a chill.

Qi Refining Stage 3.

This is the full-force attack of a third-stage Qi Refining cultivator!

Old Ghost He's expression changed drastically, and he instinctively tried to use the Hundred Ghosts Scroll to block in front of him.

The smile on Hua She's face faded slightly, and the silver chain of snake fangs at her waist lit up on its own, weaving a silver shield around her.

Only Qi Yun Shen remained standing at the bow of the ship, arms crossed, his expression indifferent.

"Are you trying to drag us down with you?"

He chuckled softly.

"You don't deserve it."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his right hand and gently clenched his five fingers in the air.

next moment.

Dark gold banners lit up simultaneously across the entire town.

Eight golden beams of light shot into the sky from the array flags, intertwining and converging in mid-air to form a giant dark golden hand, hundreds of feet in diameter.

The giant hand was formed entirely of pure array light, with clear palm lines and dense runes flowing between its five fingers. The pressure it emitted caused the entire void to tremble violently.

"town!"

Qi Yun Shen uttered a single word.

The giant, dark gold hand slammed down.

The crimson tentacles that lashed out at the Dharma Boat were as fragile as paper before the giant palm. They were crushed in an instant, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

The giant palm, its momentum undiminished, pierced through the blood mist and slammed heavily onto the Tu family patriarch.

boom!!

The entire town trembled violently.

The Tu family patriarch, along with the raging river of blood surrounding him, was slammed straight down from mid-air by the giant palm, like a fly being swatted by a fly swatter, and smashed into a pile of ruins!

A huge palm print, several meters deep, was blasted into the ground.

The palm print is in the center.

The Tu family patriarch lay face up, his physical body shattered, the blood-red light around him dimmed to the point of being almost invisible.

He struggled to turn his eyes and gaze at the figure in blue robes high in the sky.

"How... is this possible..."

He hissed, "You and I are both at the third stage of Qi Refining... why...!"

Qi Yun Shen looked down at him, a faint hint of coldness curling at the corner of his mouth.

"You piece of trash from a barbarian land, how dare you compare yourself to me?"

His words were arrogant.

But it is the truth.

Even the outer disciples of the Immortal Alliance have access to cultivation resources that are not on the same level as those of cultivation families in these remote areas.

Even outer disciples.

For example, Ma Yuankui.

When practicing Qi cultivation, everyone knows that they must ingest a fifth-grade spiritual energy in order to have any hope of establishing their foundation in the future.

The old patriarch of the Tu family before them unleashed a seemingly powerful and miraculous display.

In reality, even Yun Danzi's "Three Yang Dharma Body Mantra" is far inferior.

Although both are at the third stage of Qi Refining, the Tu family patriarch's cultivation path has already come to an end.

If not.

He would not risk violating the taboos of the Immortal Alliance.

As for Qi Yun Shen, one of the most outstanding geniuses among the outer disciples, it is almost a certainty that he will enter the inner sect and break through to the Foundation Establishment stage in the future!

The two are indeed incomparable.

However, Jiang Chuan did not expect that the Tu family patriarch, who was at the third level of Qi Refining, could not even withstand a single breath from him!