Mo Yu's gaze swept across the three Soul Transformation cultivators.
Qin Jun was already gravely injured. With only his Divine Soul remaining, his strength had been greatly diminished, making him little threat.
As for the other two, they were merely ordinary first-layer Soul Transformation cultivators.
Nothing special.
The Heaven Profound Sword Art erupted into motion, and his Sword Intent soared into the heavens.
In the next instant, the world itself seemed to change color.
Countless streaks of sword light cascaded like the Milky Way, surrounding the three Soul Transformation cultivators from every direction.
The overwhelming Sword Aura swept across the entire city.
The Void trembled violently, as though heaven and earth were resonating with the boundless Sword Intent.
"A mere Nascent Soul cultivator dares to be this arrogant?"
A trace of fury flashed through Qin Li's eyes.
"You two, stand aside and watch me capture this fool with a single strike!"
With a wave of his hand, a purple-black gourd enveloped in devilish qi appeared before him.
It was his prized Medium-Grade Spiritual Artifact, one that had claimed the lives of countless Nascent Soul cultivators.
However, the moment the endless sword light descended upon it, the brilliance covering the gourd instantly faded, as though all of its spirituality had been stripped away.
"T-This... how is this possible?!"
Qin Li's pupils contracted sharply.
The three Soul Transformation cultivators were stunned.
How could this possibly be the power of a Nascent Soul cultivator?
A single technique had rendered a Medium-Grade Spiritual Artifact nearly useless!
Panic surged through them as they hurriedly summoned their defensive Spiritual Treasures.
But Mo Yu's Sword Aura descended like an endless rainstorm.
Every streak of sword light carried enough power to split mountains and shatter rivers, while the surrounding Void continued trembling beneath the overwhelming Sword Qi.
Pfft!
A sword ray slashed across Qin Li's body.
He spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning deathly pale.
"Old Ghost Li!"
Qin Chuan roared as he unleashed his Flying Sword in retaliation.
Mo Yu sidestepped effortlessly before striking out with a single backhand palm.
The power of thirty thousand giant elephants erupted instantly.
A violent shockwave crashed into Qin Chuan's Flying Sword.
Crack!
A crisp shattering sound echoed through the battlefield.
Cracks rapidly spread across the blade.
"T-This... how is this possible..."
Qin Chuan's face turned ashen, his voice trembling uncontrollably.
That Flying Sword was his Lifebound Treasure.
Yet it had been cracked by a single palm strike.
His sword techniques were terrifying enough...
But even his physical body possessed such monstrous strength.
Shattering a Spiritual Artifact with nothing but brute force—
What kind of monster was this?
Countless cultivators throughout the city witnessed the scene, their hearts filled with disbelief.
A mere Nascent Soul cultivator was suppressing three Soul Transformation experts by himself.
It completely overturned everything they thought they knew.
A trace of horror flashed across Qin Jun's face.
Three Soul Transformation cultivators fighting together...
Yet they still couldn't defeat that young man?
How could such a thing be possible?
Suppressing the turmoil in his heart, he shouted furiously,
"Quick! Activate the Grand Formation!"
"Summon every Nascent Soul Elder!"
At his command, the entire Qin Family estate sprang into action.
A magnificent Grand Formation slowly rose into the sky, enveloping the entire estate as vast spiritual energy surged like an endless tide.
Thirty-two Nascent Soul cultivators shot over from every direction, joining the battlefield with overwhelming auras.
Qin Jun let out a sinister laugh.
"Boy..."
"You're finished."
"Even if you possess heaven-defying abilities..."
"You will not escape death today."
The Cultivators throughout the city sighed and shook their heads at the sight.
"What a pity. Such a powerful Cultivator, yet even he cannot overcome the Qin Family's foundation."
"I thought someone would finally destroy this Evil Cultivator family."
"Indeed... Three Soul Transformation Cultivators and thirty-three Nascent Soul Cultivators. There is no hope."
---
Meanwhile, in a secluded courtyard within the Qin Family estate...
Murong Yi knelt on one knee, her ink-black hair cascading down to conceal half of her face, while the other half of her exquisite features remained faintly visible.
Her chest rose and fell violently, and a trail of blood lingered at the corner of her lips, evidence of her severe injuries.
"Bitch, you actually dared to ambush me?"
Qin Xuan looked down at her with contempt and fury burning in his eyes.
He raised his hand, preparing to kill the maid who had dared attack him.
Suddenly, a torrent of sword light, like the descending Milky Way, swept across the entire city.
Sword Qi crisscrossed the heavens, sending chills into everyone's hearts.
The instant Murong Yi sensed that Sword Aura, her eyes lit up with enlightenment.
She suddenly raised her hand.
Her longsword leapt from its sheath.
The sword light flowed like water—gentle yet unyielding—faintly carrying the essence of Mo Yu's Sword Dao.
"T-This... Impossible!"
Qin Xuan's expression changed dramatically as he hastily raised his own sword to defend himself, retreating step after step.
"You only have Qi Refining cultivation! How can you wield Sword Aura like this?"
"Who exactly are you?!"
He stared at Murong Yi in disbelief.
Murong Yi smiled coldly.
"The one who will kill you."
"Not just you."
"Your entire Qin Family will perish."
Her sword became even fiercer, forcing Qin Xuan into an increasingly miserable retreat as his robes were torn to shreds.
Just as he was about to die beneath her blade, panic finally overtook him.
"Dragon Guardian! Save me!"
Whoosh!
A black shadow flashed past.
Murong Yi felt an intense pain explode through her chest as her body was sent flying like a kite with a broken string before crashing heavily onto the ground.
Blood spilled from her lips, yet she still struggled to rise, her battle intent undiminished.
"An ant dares to act so arrogantly?"
The Dragon Guardian spoke coldly, his eyes filled with disdain.
"Bitch! I'll make you wish you were dead!"
Seizing the opportunity, Qin Xuan strode forward and stomped heavily on Murong Yi's abdomen.
He grabbed her hair and forcibly brushed it aside, revealing the other half of her face.
Unlike the beautiful half that was usually visible, this side was covered with black tumors that twisted like centipedes, hideous and revolting.
He froze for a moment before a cruel smile spread across his face.
"Tsk... How ugly."
"Since only half your face is ruined, let me help you with the other half."
As he spoke, he drew a small dagger, intending to carve up her remaining beautiful face.
Murong Yi merely looked at him coldly, saying nothing.
At that moment, the entire Qin Family estate trembled violently.
"What's happening?"
Qin Xuan asked in alarm.
"Young Master, there's no need to worry," the Dragon Guardian replied in a deep voice. "An intruder has entered the Qin Family. The Ancestor has already activated the Family-Protecting Grand Array."
"Hmph... So that's all."
Qin Xuan sneered.
He turned back toward Murong Yi, the tip of the dagger resting against her flawless cheek.
He wasn't worried in the slightest.
The Qin Family had stood here for countless years. Numerous self-proclaimed righteous cultivators had come to destroy them, yet none had ever succeeded.
---
On the other side...
Mo Yu stood beneath the sky, the Human Emperor Banner in his hand, his aura soaring like a rainbow as he confronted the entire Qin Family Grand Array alone.
Qin Jun's expression darkened.
"An Evil Cultivator?"
Mo Yu sneered.
"Not quite."
"Compared to the likes of you, I'm still far from deserving that title."
Qin Jun suddenly burst into loud laughter, his voice dripping with mockery.
"Your Soul Banner's evil aura is pitiful."
"Among Evil Cultivators, it's nothing more than a low-grade toy."
Before his words had fully fallen, the Soul Banner in his hand unfurled.
In an instant, sinister winds roared across the heavens as terrifying evil Qi surged outward like a tidal wave.
The sky dimmed as though eternal night had descended.
The surrounding temperature plummeted, as if winter had arrived in a single breath.
"I was wondering who you were."
"So you're the one who killed my Shou'er."
Qin Jun's gaze sharpened, his killing intent erupting without restraint.
"Today..."
"I'll let you experience the agony of ten thousand souls devouring your heart!"
Mo Yu remained expressionless.
"I'm waiting for my spiritual energy to recover."
"What are you all waiting for?"
"Waiting to die?"
The last Spirit Stone in his hand crumbled into dust as its energy was completely absorbed.
His previously depleted spiritual power instantly returned to its peak.
The Human Emperor Banner waved.
The Soul Transformation Banner Spirit emerged, charging directly toward Qin Jun.
"Overestimating yourself!"
Qin Jun roared in fury as his hands rapidly formed seals, activating the Family-Protecting Grand Array.
The Soul Banner in his hand expanded instantly.
The countless ghostly figures embroidered upon it seemed to awaken, releasing mournful wails that shook the heavens.
In an instant, sinister winds howled.
Ghosts cried.
Gods wailed.
Countless vengeful spirits poured out from the Soul Banner, blotting out the sky like an endless black tide, as though they intended to devour the entire world.
"Boy!"
"Let me show you what a true Soul Banner looks like!"
However, before his words had even finished—
A single wisp of white flame drifted silently into the sea of vengeful spirits.