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"Bang!"

A terrifying force burst forth.

Then... Blood splattered, red and white matter shot out.

A headless corpse, like an arrow, plunged into the ground with a bang, shattering the earth, wholly embedding itself.

A dead silence ensued, as if even the wind had stopped.

After three seconds, "Whosh," the thirty or so people around, including Liang Butong, were suddenly ejected backwards.

These people, their faces pale with horror as if they’d seen a ghost.

In a pavilion of the Feather Clan, Yun Tianli and others hid there, able to see the situation in the sky through the window.

It wasn’t that they didn’t want to help; Qin Yi found them to be a hindrance.

"Crash!"

The teacup in Yun Tianli’s hand fell and shattered on the ground.

But he was like a fool, with no reaction at all, his gaze fixed.

The others were the same, becoming swiftly like stone carvings.

What did they just see?

Jin Qianqiu, the Clan Leader of the Golden Winged Roc, was having his head smashed by Lang Ya who was snacking on fish jerky and was thrown into the ground.

Everyone’s hearts trembled violently with fear.

Jin Qianqiu, a powerful Stone Stage Transcendence Tribulation warrior... couldn’t even fight back, just died with a single slap.

Actually, it’s not that Jin Qianqiu didn’t want to fight back; his power hadn’t even condensed before being suppressed.

Liang Butong shivered uncontrollably, his old face twitching constantly.

Jin Qianqiu, a match to him, was slapped to death just like that.

The others were terrified to the point their souls seemed to leave their bodies, their blood ran cold.

Jin Qianqiu must be puzzled, "I just arrived, barely spoke, how come I’m killed by this seemingly idiotic young man... No, I’m not satisfied, I wish to resurrect and fight him three hundred rounds, but I’d probably still lose, this young man is too terrifying."

Qin Yi made a small noise of surprise and asked, "Is it raining?"

Yin Qianqian looked up at the sky, though the stars were sparse, it was clear weather, and reflexively said, "Nonsense, it’s not raining."

"Where are you looking?"

Qin Yi smiled, squinting, showing her.

Yin Qianqian followed his indication and couldn’t help but twitch a bit at the corner of her mouth; it was a few Qi Refiners who were scared into urination.

Their mental endurance is so weak, Yin Qianqian mocked inwardly.

Actually, it’s not entirely their fault. Jin Qianqiu was the strongest among them... yet the strongest had his head smashed by a single slap; it’s impressive they’re still afloat, not falling down from fright.

"Father..."

Jin Wuji finally snapped out of his terror, realizing what had happened, that his father was gone, letting out a devastating howl.

"Jin Wuji, have you eaten dragon?"

Qin Yi asked, smiling.

Jin Wuji instantly grew wary, his body tense, almost snapping, recalling this person asking his father the same question, leading to his father’s demise.

This handsome as a demon rogue, harboring ill intentions, surely attempting to harm him.

"No, I haven’t eaten dragon meat."

Jin Wuji waved his hands, trying to lend credence to his words.

Qin Yi wickedly smiled, "You’re lying, you haven’t cleaned the dragon blood off your lips."

"Whoosh!"

Then, in a flash, Jin Wuji just saw the fool snacking on fish jerky suddenly appear before him.

"Ah..." Jin Wuji shrieked, recalling his father’s head exploding and eyes flipping, fainting from fright, dropping rapidly from the sky.

"Bang!"

Dirt soared, the ground cracked, and Jin Wuji crashed, creating a large pit.

Beneath him, blood gathered, unable to use energy for defense, his body cracked from the fall.

Lang Ya, putting the fish jerky into his mouth, raised his hand to slap Jin Wuji to death but found him missing, looking down curiously... why did he commit suicide?

Qin Yi turned to Yun Mengyao.

Yun Mengyao was still in shock, thinking tonight would be a blood battle, never expecting it would develop this way.

Lang Ya is quite strong.

"Did you ever admire such a character?"

"What?" Yun Mengyao didn’t understand, looking at Qin Yi puzzled.

Qin Yi pointed to the fractured Jin Wuji below.

Yun Mengyao’s delicate face sank, "Naïve and imprudent."

Qin Yi found it boring, looking at Liang Butong with a smile.

Liang Butong felt a chilling unease, filled with vigilance.

"Little Wolf, this one also ate dragon meat."

Liang Butong was terrified, his soul scattered, screamed, "No, I swear, I’ve never seen Dragon Clan."

Lang Ya yet didn’t move, munching on fish jerky, looking at Qin Yi, "You’re lying to me."

"Really, I’m not lying, my credibility isn’t trustable?"

"Not trustable."

Qin Yi was deeply affected, couldn’t even fool this little dragon brat?

Liang Butong breathed a sigh of relief, just relaxed, suddenly felt a blur before his eyes; Qin Yi practically was nose to nose, smiling viciously, making Liang Butong’s hair stand on end.

"You think, with him not acting, you won’t die? I still haven’t shown off."

Qin Yi stretched out a finger, surrounded by Purple Light.

Liang Butong watched as Qin Yi’s finger touched his forehead, not that he didn’t wish to resist, he was seized by a terrible force, immobile.

"Bang!"

The fingertip’s Purple Light flashed, a blood arrow shot from Liang Butong’s back head.

His head was penetrated.

Eyes frozen, incredulous on his face, as if not believing he, a dignified Liang Family Head, a Fourth Rank Transcendence Tribulation master, could be killed with a single point.

The corpse rapidly fell from the sky, landing with a bang, staining the ground with blood.

Qin Yi slowly retracted his hand, making a gun gesture, blowing on his fingers, looked back at Yin Qianqian, "Handsome?"

Yin Qianqian’s beautiful eyes glimmering, "Welcome to my room tonight for seafood."

Qin Yi: "..."

Not interested... don’t think I don’t know you’re tempted by my body.

Just then, one figure after another fell from the sky, like dumplings, hammering the ground creating pits.

A dozen or so terrified, trembling, stiffened people couldn’t control their bodies, crashed down from the sky.

This is... killing Fourth Rank Transcendence Tribulation masters easier than slaughtering chickens; who wouldn’t fear?

Originally thought the idiot eating fish jerky was dreadful enough, yet this handsome as a demon youth was even more terrifying.

"Thump thump...!"

In the Feather Clan pavilion, Yun Tianli and Feather Clan Elders fell into disarray, eyes vacant, collapsing.

Each of them desperately recalled whether they’d unwittingly wronged Qin Yi in any way... If so, must quickly find a way to remedy it.

Liang Zilong was also there, gripping the sword hilt tightly, resulting in involuntary trembling, his Treasure Sword clanging.

As for Liang Zifei, that piece of trash must be having fun in a brothel or home, unqualified to attend such battles, naturally wouldn’t know his father was gone.

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