Asura Mad Emperor

Qinchuan and Er Rengu, among three people, just appeared at this place when Qinchuan instantly felt his whole body break out in goosebumps, sensing a terrifying crisis.

"Retreat quickly!"

Qinchuan shouted and immediately, the three of them shot out in three different directions.

"Boom!"

No sooner had the three of them leapt through the void than a huge Cage Binding Technique made of interwoven Dharma Patterns descended from the sky, landing where the three were supposed to have landed. However, due to the trio's swift departure, the gigantic cage missed its mark.

"Hehe, quite interesting. Mere cultivators at the Holy Realm Early Stage, yet you possess such strong sensory abilities, detecting the danger even before my Cage Binding Technique was activated."

A mist of black fog spread, and two dense clouds of black fog materialized and drifted in the area.

Indeed, they were two strong cultivators of the Ghost Race.

"Eh, Er Rengu, Feng Hongyi, how come you two are here? Where is Lord Liufeng?"

The two Ghost Race powerhouses were surprised to see Er Rengu and the other person.

"Liufeng, he has been killed by me!"

"And you will soon join him."

Qinchuan stood in the void, coldly regarding these two Ghost Race cultivators, who had been guarding this passageway's exit.

However, it seemed that they did not suppress those who came through but captured many by using the Cage Binding Technique.

"Impossible, Lord Liufeng is a ninth-rank Saint, a formidable opponent. How could you, a mere first-rank Saint ant, possibly have killed Lord Liufeng?" The Ghost Race cultivator said incredulously and derisively.

"Er Rengu, what exactly happened?"

The two once again demanded harshly, pressing Er Rengu for answers.

But now Er Rengu and his companion, having submitted to Qinchuan, did not dare to speak recklessly with Qinchuan present.

"Hmph, what does being first-rank matter? Killing you is as easy as reaching into a bag," Qinchuan said calmly.

Immediately thereafter, Qinchuan shone brightly, the long spear howling to the heavens while Fire and Thunder took the shape of a huge dragon, both launching an attack toward the two Ghost Race powerhouses.

"A grain of rice also dares to shine its light!"

One of the Ghost Race powerhouses shouted, his Divine Skills surging, confronting Qinchuan. That Ghost Race cultivator did not take Qinchuan seriously at all, reaching out with his large hand to capture him.

Both Ghost Race powerhouses were eighth-rank Saints, equivalent to the Intermediate Stage of a Supreme Saint in the Human Race.

Although Qinchuan was only at the Holy Realm Early Stage, he now had the strength to fight even those at the Supreme Saint Late Stage. Dealing with someone at the Intermediate Stage of a Supreme Saint was naturally not a problem.

"Boom!"

After just one exchange, the Ghost Race powerhouse was instantly blown away, crashing into the continuous range of meteorite peaks and breaking apart a mountain range.

"How is this possible?"

"How can an ant at the Holy Realm Early Stage exhibit such terrifying power?"

The Ghost Race cultivator was shot away by Qinchuan's spear and felt a huge shock in his heart, rattled to the core.

"There's a lot you don't know. If you had just stayed quietly in the Underworld, that would have been the end of it; but since you dared to break out, prepare to die!"

Having blasted his opponent away with a single strike, Qinchuan pursued his victory, his Spear Intent continuous and unending. He seemed like a War God from Ancient Times, emitting golden divine light.

"Kuang Xin, this first-rank Saint is very strange; let's attack together!" Feeling a sudden chill, the first Ghost Race cultivator thought he was being targeted by a ferocious demon beast, sensing extreme danger.

Unable to help himself, he called out loudly for help.

The Ghost Race powerhouse known as Kuang Xin also noticed something unusual about Qinchuan and did not hesitate. With fierce Ghost Qi surging, he launched an attack and joined in the assault on Qinchuan.

"Die!"

The two sides had waged a great battle here, and Qinchuan's strength had long since changed dramatically; his long spear also emitted a dragon's yearning cry, a tremble that thirsted for blood.

Golden light exploded at the site, emitting dazzling radiance; Qinchuan's long spear pierced through Kuang Xin's heart, and frenzied energy poured into the latter's body.

The next moment, Kuang Xin's body burst with a "bang," turning into a blood mist, dying on the spot.

"You... you... impossible! Aren't you just a Holy Realm First Rank? Aren't you suppressed by the Four Aspects Law?"

The remaining Ghost Race powerhouse was thoroughly terrified and stammered in his roar.

Two Supreme Saint Eighth Rank experts attacking a single Holy Realm First Rank together, and in an instant, one was suppressed by their opponent.

This had completely exceeded his imagination.

"Flee!"

This Ghost Race powerhouse, quick-witted as he was, turned into a streak of light, attempting to escape from the place and report the existence of this human to his king.

"Thinking of leaving? Did you ask for my permission?"

Qinchuan's eyes flared open, within his Innate Pupils, it seemed as if a sun and moon were endlessly rising and setting, shooting out a brilliant light from his gaze.

The light of the Pupil Skill instantly blasted the fleeing Ghost Race Cultivator to pieces.

Er Rengu and Feng Hongyi watched from a side, shivering with fear.

Even though they knew Qinchuan was terrifying, back in the palace where Qinchuan fought a great battle against many Ghost Race powerhouses, it was in dim light, and they had not seen it clearly.

But now, they had witnessed with their own eyes how Qinchuan suppressed two intermediate-stage Supreme Saints with the cultivation level of Holy Realm Early Stage, without any hesitation or messiness.

"Young Master Qin is truly unparalleled in the world, valiant and invincible, as if an Ancient War God reincarnated!"

After a brief shock and awe, the two began to flatter him from the side.

Qinchuan and his companions hit the road again, speeding off in the determined direction.

In the following several days, Qinchuan encountered numerous Great Emperor powerhouses and Divine Envoys.

Some of the strong people recognized Qinchuan, but the day when Qinchuan fought at the entrance to the Ancient Realm was so terrifying that they did not dare to approach him and cause trouble.

However, just because they did not come to cause trouble didn't mean Qinchuan would let them go; Qinchuan had already remembered those who had surrounded him that day, and now, upon encountering them on the road, he did not show any mercy, suppressing them all.

After traveling for several days, Qinchuan passed through vast expanses of magma and flame, standing at the summit of a high mountain, looking into the distance.

"There is actually a flock of fire crows there."

Above the dense magma, he discovered a swarm of red fire crows with flames burning all over their bodies, circling in a certain place.

"The entrance to the palace should be nearby!"

Looking towards the flames, Feng Hongyi said, "These fire crows are the original renown of this part of the Ancient Realm. In Ancient Times, a group of Demon Flame Ravens were ordered to assist the Ghost Emperor in suppressing the Azure Dragon Soul.

These fire crows are the descendants of that group of Demon Flame Ravens. The meteorite landed, the Great Formation around the palace was destroyed, and these fire crows were able to escape from it, appearing in this place."

"Let's go take a look!"

Qinchuan nodded, his figure moved, and he rushed over.

This flock of fire crows circled above the sea of magma and fire; countless fire crows spread their wings simultaneously, blowing out torrents of scorching storms.

"In the center of the fire crows, there are quite a few powerhouses who have reached this place."

Qinchuan saw clearly, amidst the dense fire crows, there were numerous strong individuals invoking their Divine Skills, fiercely battling the fire crows.

"These are beasts that have long dwelt in the Ancient Realm; their ancestral lands must contain many Supreme Treasures, definitely possessing tremendous opportunities," said a powerhouse, laughing.

"Everyone, let's strike together and slay these fire crows; once they're defeated, they must return to their nesting ancestral lands, thereby guiding us to the treasure site," a certain strong individual said aloud.