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Qin Yi glanced back at Yin Qianqian and smiled slightly.

Yin Qianqian was annoyed. Since when did she become a weakling? However, seeing Yun Mengyao in a worse state made her feel better. Immediately, she dragged Yun Mengyao away.

"Little Wolf, this time we must not let that old fool escape."

"Oh." Lang Ya said coolly, not forgetting to toss a small dried fish into his mouth.

Qin Yi: "..."

The Evil Lord sneered disdainfully and said, "Qin Yi, you’re deluding yourself. Don’t forget that arrays can’t stop a Divine Soul."

"Oh."

Qin Yi, mimicking Lang Ya’s manner, nodded with a hint of mockery in his eyes.

The next second, Qin Yi moved, clenching his fists, turning them like Purple Crystal Stone, and punched towards the Evil Lord.

The rolling Fist Light, accompanied by the sound of wind and thunder, twisted the area in front instantly.

The Evil Lord’s body was enveloped in blazing blood light, forming a seal with both hands, a gigantic bloody skull appeared, wailing and howling as it charged at Qin Yi.

"Boom!"

The Fist Light and the bloody skull collided without any flourish, exploding with a roar, a storm sweeping through, destroying everything, the surrounding tables, chairs, and ground bricks turned instantly to dust.

Qin Yi’s figure flickered and suddenly appeared in front of the Evil Lord, raising his fist to strike, each punch carrying destructive power.

"Bang bang...!"

The two figures intertwined, afterimages appeared repeatedly, and the ground kept exploding, sinking in layers.

The terrifying waves of air rolled out continuously from the place where the two fought, and several of the massive stone pillars supporting the ten zhang high dome of the grand hall were destroyed, completely collapsing.

If it weren’t for Qin Yi shrinking the real battle array, the entire Feather Clan couldn’t withstand the destruction by these two.

Outside the Great Array, everyone from the Feather Clan turned pale; they had never seen such a terrifying battle.

Is this the battle of the strong?

When Qin Yi and Lang Ya killed Jin Qianqiu and Liang Butong, it was like they were playing, not at all as terrifying.

"Boom!"

A figure pathetically flew out of the storm, crashing hard against the Boundary Barrier of the Great Array before bouncing back.

It was the Evil Lord.

The people outside gasped in shock.

Yun Tianfeng’s body was now under the control of the Evil Lord, but his body was battered, cracking with horrible wounds, blood flowing out as if it cost nothing.

Qin Yi stood in place, raised his hand to fan, and the storm in front of him was swept away like smoke by a sudden strong wind.

He looked at the Evil Lord with a playful gaze.

The Evil Lord’s old face was gloomy and ferocious, and he sighed lightly as he looked at his ruined body, "This body, after all, is too weak, it can’t take the blows."

He was also helpless. This cunning little man Qin Yi relied on his strong body to fight hand-to-hand, and the place was too small, forcing him to accept it.

But the outcome was that this fragile body couldn’t withstand Qin Yi’s terrifying punches, being severely damaged in a few hits.

However, if it weren’t for this body’s fragility and the weak will of the original owner, it wouldn’t have been easy for him to possess it either.

Lang Ya held a small dried fish in one hand, and with the other, he pinched one and slowly tasted it, as there weren’t many dried fish left, he had to cherish them.

"Remember to buy me small dried fish," Lang Ya said to Qin Yi, then added, "No chili powder."

After speaking, he slowly extended a finger, with white gleaming light gathering on it, pointing at the Evil Lord: "Lang Ya says, you will be Ice Sealed."

"Whoosh!"

A white light shot out from Lang Ya’s fingertip.

The Evil Lord sensed danger and instinctively tried to dodge.

But the white light suddenly exploded, turning into countless white light spots, completely blocking his path.

A white light spot landed on his shoulder, then slowly spread, with cracking sounds, covering his shoulder with a thick layer of ice.

The light spot landed on his arm, and ice spread, the arm became Ice Sealed.

The myriad light spots landed on different parts of the Evil Lord, and then ice started spreading over him, in the blink of an eye, turning him into a lifelike ice sculpture.

In fact, the Evil Lord was originally alive.

"Crack crack..."

The sound of ice cracking echoed, and cracks appeared on the surface of the ice sculpture, and the Evil Lord tried to break out of the ice.

However, the just-cracked ice marks were re-sealed by the falling light points.

Qin Yi was stunned.

He wasn’t shocked by Lang Ya’s cultivation or his methods, but amazed that... he could put on such an act.

Lang Ya says you will be Ice Sealed... and then pointed at the Evil Lord, who really got Ice Sealed.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched, this is way too teenage-fantasy.

However, the power of this little dragon cub is undeniable.

Qin Yi felt a little envious. He achieved his accomplishments today by going through life-and-death experiences, while Lang Ya, this little white one, woke up from a nap and immediately stood on equal footing with him.

Damn it... Qin Yi finally understood why people, seeing his young age and heaven-defying cultivation, looked at him with envy, jealousy, and hatred.

Because, now, he felt envy, jealousy, and hatred towards Lang Ya.

Qin Yi smiled bitterly. Where in this world is fairness? Some people are born at others’ finishing line... Like climbing a mountain, can a climber be the same as those who took a helicopter? They’ve picnic-ed, gone home, and slept, while you haven’t even reached the top, maybe exhausted halfway through.

Qin Yi gathered his emotions; some things can’t be envied.

His fist was gathering strength, purple light swirling, surrounding his fist, with the sound of wind and thunder.

His body flickered, appearing in front of the ice sculpture. He punched the ice sculpture, his punch powerfully retracted and released.

"Bang!"

The ice sculpture shattered into pieces, the ground full of fragments.

Yun Tianfeng’s body shattered along with the exploding ice sculpture.

A palm-sized red light emitted a shrill whistle, fleeing towards the outside of the Great Array.

Everyone could see this red light, but couldn’t hear its shrill whistle; only Qin Yi could, because he was the only one here who had cultivated Divine Thought.

This red light was the Divine Soul of the Evil Lord.

Seeing this, Lang Ya extended his finger again, a white light shot out, and still the words: "Lang Ya says, you will be Ice Sealed."

However, the white light exploded, turning into countless light spots, landing on the red light mass, with no reaction.

Lang Ya was dumbfounded.

Qin Yi’s mouth slightly lifted, little dragon cub, are you dumbfounded? You’ve got a long way to go... it’s not every time you can pretend successfully.

"Alright, back off! Wait for me to take care of this guy and buy you dried fish."

Lang Ya asked coolly, "Can you do it?"

Qin Yi rolled his eyes, "Remove one word!"

Lang Ya thought for a moment, "You can?"

"Damn you... Get lost!" Qin Yi almost punched the brat in anger.

Lang Ya didn’t mind, nodded, "Don’t forget my dried fish." Finished speaking, he exited the Great Array.

Qin Yi’s mouth twitched, this little dragon cub, I’ll find you a caterpillar to breed with someday.

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