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"Boom! Rumble! Rumble!"

The War God wielding the battle axe continued to chop at the Xuan turtle, axe after axe. The originally Dao Magic-condensed corporeal Xuan turtle gradually dimmed and turned translucent.

"Is heaven truly determined to annihilate our Burning Heaven Sect!"

The disciples of the Burning Heaven Sect were terror-stricken, as the sect was one of the four great powers of the Tianyuan Ancient Nation. They had never experienced such humiliation, and numerous low-realm menial disciples had already been scared out of their wits, their speech trembling.

"Quick, go and invite the Elder Ancestor!"

At that moment, a disciple seemed to recall something and suddenly spoke out.

"Yes, go quickly and ask the Elder Ancestor to face the enemy!"

"Given the current situation, only the Elder Ancestor's intervention can resolve this!"

Rumors of the Elder Ancestor's spiritual demise had long been circulating within the sect, but there were no concrete proofs of such claims. Once this suggestion was made, everyone clung to it like a lifeline, disregarding whether the Elder Ancestor had truly passed away, and voiced their agreement.

"That's right, within our Burning Heaven Sect we still have the Elder Ancestor, who will surely repel the enemy!"

With the ten great sects joining forces and the Military Formation of the Supreme Saint Experts from the Jiuxiang Ancient Country, the Burning Heaven Sect might truly not survive this disaster without the Elder Ancestor.

Now, everyone could only pin their sole hope on the Elder Ancestor, wishing that the rumor of his demise was indeed just that—a rumor.

Immediately,

a protector within the Burning Heaven Sect indeed disengaged himself to hurriedly head toward the Burning Heaven Hall.

Qinchuan stood not far from the crowd, his understanding of their inner thoughts and spoken ideas crystal clear.

"Stop right there, the Elder Ancestor is at a critical juncture in his seclusion and cannot be disturbed by anyone."

Qinchuan immediately spoke out and rebuked, stopping the protector in his tracks.

"Elder Qinchuan! What do you think you're doing?"

One of the protectors stepped forward from the crowd and demanded angrily, "It is important that the Elder Ancestor is in seclusion, but the Burning Heaven Sect is facing a crisis of life and death! If the Elder Ancestor does not come out in time and our Fiery Sky Lineage suffers annihilation, can you take responsibility?"

The protector's words were passionate and resonated with many disciples, who echoed his sentiments and voiced their condemnation of Qinchuan.

"At this critical moment of life and death for our Sect, Elder Qin, why do you stop us from inviting the Elder Ancestor? What are your intentions?"

"Could it be that the Elder Ancestor has truly passed away as the rumors say?"

Qinchuan's gaze sharpened as he noticed that the protector's Qi was tinged with the presence of the Jiuxiang Ancient Country, leaving no doubt that this man was also a mole from Jiuxiang.

The protector's urgency in requesting the Elder Ancestor to emerge was not a sudden pang of conscience or a true desire to find hope for the Burning Heaven Sect. He already knew the Elder Ancestor's Soul was fragmented and his life hung by a thread. Requesting the Elder Ancestor now would not fend off the enemy; rather, it would disrupt his spirit. At best, it could drive the Elder Ancestor into cultivation deviation, with no hope of recovery; at worst, it could result in the immediate scattering of his soul.

Qinchuan's expression was indifferent as he scoffed, "It's just a military formation, what's there to panic about?"

The disciples and protectors were all startled.

With the enemy at their gates and even the Mountain Protection Array unable to stop the people from the ten great sects, who else could resist the enemy?

"Could it be, Elder Qinchuan, that you are capable of repelling the enemy?"

One of the disciples asked cautiously.

No sooner had the disciple finished speaking than a person stepped forward. It was none other than Gong Hong, the protector.

This Gong Hong was a mole planted within the Burning Heaven Sect by the Jiuxiang Ancient Country, and he had been brutally humiliated by Qinchuan in front of numerous disciples at the Dao Magic courtyard. He harbored a deep resentment towards Qinchuan and could not help but sneer.

"Although Elder Qinchuan has some abilities and has schemed against even a Supreme Saint Expert, the enemy they are facing is the Military Formation of the Supreme Saint Experts from the Jiuxiang Ancient Country. This is not something that can be broken with underhanded moves."

Many clueless disciples joined in, saying, "Indeed, Elder Qinchuan, the Jiuxiang Ancient Country's Military Formation is unparalleled by even our Sect's Mountain Protection Array. Naturally, you also cannot break the formation; it would be better to quickly invite the Elder Ancestor to come forth!"

Qinchuan smirked dismissively and said, "Jiuxiang Ancient Country is nothing special; there's no need for the ancestors to take action, let alone for this young master to make a move."

The disciples and protectors understood Qinchuan's implication—this youngster was even elevating his status above that of the ancestors, leaving them dizzy with shock.

"This kid, still as arrogant as ever—"

"Alas, Elder Qin has gone mad!"

Seeing Qinchuan refuse to ask the ancestors for help, and given his recent feat of slaying a Supreme Saint, no one dared to barge in rashly; they could only curse him silently for his stubbornness, bringing ruin upon the Fiery Sky Lineage.

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As the crowd conversed, another loud boom echoed from above, the huge Xuan Turtle in the void suddenly collapsed, and the rolling Great Dao Principles tumbled down, scattering everywhere.

The elders in the formation immediately felt an overwhelming backlash force surging back at them.

The crowd felt their blood surge, with the six Supreme Saints experiencing the most intense backlash. Chi Shan and others tasted sweetness in their throats and suddenly spat out fresh blood.

"The Golden Wheel Great Formation, broken!"

Everyone stood frozen in place. Although they had anticipated the outcome, they still found it hard to believe that their Fiery Sky Lineage, having stood on Divine Wilderness Continent for a hundred thousand years as part of the Great Emperor Clans, had their Mountain Protection Array breached today.

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"Had we sought the ancestor's help earlier, how could we have fallen to today's state?"

The disciples were especially heartbroken, showing signs of agony on their faces.

With the Mountain Protection Array broken, the Burning Heaven Sect existed in name only!

After today, the name "Burning Heaven" would disappear.

The disciples were desolate and downcast, their spirit to fight completely lost with the Great Formation broken.

The ten dominant sects and Jiuxiang Ancient Country combined forces to break the Golden Wheel Great Formation. Han Feng stood tall against the wind, high in the sky, looking down upon Qinchuan with a face cold and stern, filled with resentment.

"Qinchuan, I told you, when the formation breaks, it will be the day you perish. Now that the Great Formation is broken, you can rest easy on your journey to join my son in the Netherworld!"

Having said that, Han Feng flipped his palm, and a gigantic black Palm Imprint condensed out of the void, directly pressing down towards the top of Qinchuan's head.

"Hmph, seeking your own death. If you're so worried about your son being lonely on the Netherworld road, then you, as a father, should personally go down and accompany him!"

Qinchuan looked at him indifferently, then patted the Red Luan and said, "Haven't you been eager to move about already? What are you waiting for?"

The Red Luan had been itching to try since the Ghost Gate Opening, but Qinchuan had been stopping her. Now, with Qinchuan's permission,

Her body shuddered, and with wings spread, she turned into a streak of light and charged at Han Feng.

"Cling—"

Mid-flight, the Red Luan emitted a clear, resounding phoenix cry.

The next moment, her body abruptly revealed its true form, the palm-sized figure reverting to the Red Luan's original size.

Already an aerial dominator, Red Luan's speed was as fast as lightning. With one slap, she transformed the dark Palm Imprint into dust.

Then, in the next instant, she was in front of Han Shan; her massive beak opened wide, and with one gulp, she swallowed Han Feng whole, without a hint of resistance.

Back then, the three from Chi Shan couldn't withstand a single attack from Red Luan. With Han Feng believing his victory was assured and being completely unguarded, the very cusp of a Quasi-Emperor, he was now so abruptly ingested by Red Luan.

The Red Luan's speed was truly too fast. From the moment she took off from Qinchuan's shoulder, shattered the Palm Imprint, to swallowing Han Feng whole,

all happened in the blink of an eye. Before the crowd could even comprehend what had occurred, Han Feng had vanished into thin air, leaving only a large, majestic bird standing proudly in the sky, looking down on the crowd with disdain.

"This—"

"What happened?"