Skip this! Just tell me who to kill!

"It's useless, it's useless!"

Qin Muyuan glanced at the surging immortal cultivators, and instead of being surprised, he was delighted. He flicked his finger:

"Jade Sword of the Three Nines, heed my command, kill!"

In an instant, twenty-seven jade swords flew out from the [wriggling hunger] and shot towards the group of immortal cultivators like locusts.

The power of the jade sword was only at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage, posing no threat to most of the late-Foundation Establishment cultivators in the arena.

and so.

Qin Muyuan waved his hand again, and the Emperor's Banner fluttered in the wind.

"All souls of the dead, heed my command, be enveloped in blue silver!"

At Qin Muyuan's command, countless souls scattered from his body and attacked the numerous immortal cultivators.

The power of the souls within the Emperor's Banner depends on the banner's grade and the level of the immortal cultivator from whom the souls originated.

Previously, Qin Muyuan had collected the soul of Luo Wu, a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Luo family. As soon as the soul appeared, it launched an attack on a mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

Luo Wu's spirit, in conjunction with twenty-seven jade swords, launched an attack, taking advantage of the unique properties of his spirit and the fact that the others were unfamiliar with spirits.

He quickly pried open the mind of the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator, causing him to momentarily lose focus, and then directly killed the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The moment the body of the Foundation Establishment mid-stage immortal cultivator who was slain fell, a agonizing and wailing soul flew out and entered the Human Emperor Banner.

After his ordeal, the soul of the mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator glowed red, like an infected ghost, and turned to attack other cultivators.

This scene horrified the other cultivators, their eyes blazing with fury.

"We can't let him kill like this! Quick! Seize his Hundred Soul Banner!"

"You blind fool! This is the Purple Qi Coming from the East Emperor's Banner."

Qin Muyuan heard someone muttering about his Human Emperor Banner and immediately flew into a rage. He flashed in front of the immortal cultivator who had spoken and slashed out with his sword.

The immortal cultivator who had spoken saw Qin Muyuan staring at him and was terrified. He roared, "Help me, please! Aaaaaah!"

While roaring, he immediately channeled his spiritual power and raised his Foundation Establishment magic weapon to try and defend himself.

But the next second.

His palm slipped, and the Foundation Establishment magic weapon in his hand, as if coated with lubricant, immediately fell from his grasp!

"!"

The immortal cultivator was terrified and still wanted to hold onto his Foundation Establishment magic treasure.

But Qin Muyuan would never give him that chance.

Without the Foundation Establishment magic treasure to protect him, all spiritual power, spells, and protective spiritual energy were like paper in front of Qin Muyuan, and he cleaved them in two with a single slash!

scoff.

This patriarch, whose strength was at the late Foundation Establishment stage and from an unknown minor clan, was beheaded with a single strike.

The transformative power contained within the longsword penetrated into the body of the young clan patriarch, blasting all his flesh and blood into a pulp!

Immortal cultivators possess formidable vitality; this is to prevent the clan leader from resurrecting after losing his head and clinging to life.

but.

The clan leader did not linger in death, but instead decisively flew out of the Emperor's Banner and, after being influenced by it, became a new person.

In just a few breaths, a mid-Foundation Establishment cultivator and a late-Foundation Establishment cultivator were killed by Qin Muyuan, their souls turning into ghosts and returning to the battlefield.

This scene instantly brought all the aristocratic cultivators present, who had been blinded by greed, to their senses.

The changes in the expressions of these aristocratic cultivators were observed by the old woman from the Fang family, who had risen again.

She gritted her teeth, only to realize she wasn't wearing her dentures. She could only clench her lips tightly and shout in a hoarse voice:

"Fang Chiyu! If you don't come out now, everyone outside will die!"

Upon hearing the old woman's urgent cry, everyone realized that Fang Chiyu, who had just been talking about attacking together and had even launched the first charge, had vanished without a trace.

"Almost there! Hold them off for another twenty-five breaths!" Fang Chiyu's voice came.

But it didn't come from inside the lobby, but from under the lobby floor.

Upon hearing this, the old woman from the Fang family's eyes flashed with a desperate glint:

"Old man Qingwu, you're going to fight to the death!"

After saying that, the old woman from the Fang family summoned the silver needles that had been knocked away and poured spiritual power into them again.

She formed hand seals, her body radiating a fiery red spiritual energy, her index finger forming a sword:

"go!"

Upon receiving the command, the silver needle immediately transformed into a streak of fire and shot out, piercing straight through the forehead of a late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator.

This late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator was completely unprepared for the attacks from the dead souls and the jade sword behind him.

At that moment, a silver needle filled with spiritual energy struck from behind.

Instantly, the immortal cultivator froze, then collapsed to the ground with a thud, dying on the spot.

This change brought the fierce battle on the field to a standstill for a moment.

Everyone looked on incredulously, backing away warily as they stared at the old woman from the Fang family.

Their minds raced, and they were already guessing.

Could it be that the so-called burglary by the Fang family was all orchestrated by the Fang family themselves?

Is he trying to find an excuse to kill all these minor aristocratic families at the Fang family's residence?

When the old woman from the Fang family saw that she had killed her teammate with a single needle, she was stunned and couldn't believe what she had done.

"That's not it! I didn't mean to kill you—"

scoff!

As she frantically tried to explain, a blood-red longsword had already grazed the neck of the old woman from the Fang family.

The old woman from the Fang family abruptly stopped speaking.

With a "thud," the old woman's head hit the ground, her face still showing an expression of disbelief.

"It was him! He tampered with it!"

Seeing the old woman beheaded by Qin Muyuan in a moment of distraction, Fang Qingwu was filled with fear and immediately pointed a trembling finger at Qin Muyuan:

"That attack just now must have been sabotaged by this person in secret!"

Whether it's Qin Muyuan or not, it has to be Qin Muyuan.

Otherwise, if morale collapses, Fang Qingwu alone will be hacked to pieces by Qin Muyuan!

"So what if it's me?"

Qin Muyuan accepted Fang Qingwu's accusations without hesitation.

As soon as the imperial banner was waved, the soul of the old woman from the Fang family was immediately drawn out and entered the imperial banner to receive a lesson in love.

A moment later, the old woman from the Fang family, in the form of a dead soul, floated out from the Emperor's Banner.

Its scarlet eyes and the aura of death emanating from its body once again caused the immortal cultivators to change their expressions drastically.

"Kill. Leave no one alive who attacks me."

Qin Muyuan gave the order, and the old woman flew out, beginning a frenzied slaughter like a vengeful ghost.

Qin Muyuan then flashed away again and approached Fang Qingwu.

"I heard that today is your 400th birthday."

Qin Muyuan's long saber, laden with corpses and blood, suddenly rose, his body surging with thunderous energy, unleashing a powerful burst of strength as he slashed down at Fang Qingwu with a second strike.

"Then today, I'll properly congratulate you."

"Pure Lotus Spear!"

Faced with a life-or-death situation, Fang Qingwu, a cultivator who had cultivated for four hundred years and had reached the peak of the Foundation Establishment stage, no longer harbored any illusions.

He suddenly let out a deafening roar.

He gripped the black and gold spear tightly with both hands, and his spiritual power poured out like a decoction, flowing freely into the spear without reservation.

In an instant, the black and gold spear transformed into a ferocious dragon, carrying the force to tear through the void, and fiercely stabbed towards Qin Muyuan!

This shot embodied Fang Qingwu's lifelong spiritual power and martial arts insights; it was his most powerful strike, a sacrifice that squeezed his life out of him.

If this spear still cannot shake that blood-red longsword, then he will have no choice but to submit and die!

Faced with Fang Qingwu's spear thrust, a culmination of his life's wisdom, Qin Muyuan merely uttered, "Remove your equipment."

Slip.

Fang Qingwu's black and gold spear suddenly slipped.

Even though Fang Qingwu gripped the gun as tightly as if it were his lifeline, it slipped, and the direction of the thrust naturally went astray.

Qin Muyuan's longsword flashed and slashed, the blood-red blade grazing the tip of the spear and heading straight for Fang Qingwu's neck.

Chi Chi.

His head hit the ground, and a jet of blood spurted from his neck.

Fang Qingwu gripped the black-gold spear and fell to the ground.

The departed souls drifted out and were instantly refined by the Emperor's Banner!