Chapter 107: You're too weak; just kill yourself

Zhang Wu, who was guarding Dongfang Yuan on the side, narrowed his eyes slightly, a doubtful light flickering in his pupils. The boy before him was only at the peak of the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment, yet his physical strength, spiritual sense, and even the Dao intent he mastered far surpassed his own. Zhang Wu's heart was filled with shock; such a gap in strength was truly hard to imagine.

Looking again at Dongfang Yuan, he was currently locked in fierce battle with the Young Pavilion Master Qing Shan; both were at the fourth layer of Spirit Transformation, yet Dongfang Yuan only held a slight advantage.

"This... seems a bit off," Zhang Wu thought to himself. "Legend says Dongfang Yuan is a peerless genius who survived the forbidden heavenly tribulation, even causing the high-levels of the Five Great Dao Traditions to be shaken and join forces against him. Yet now his performance seems so disappointing? Even if Dongfang Yuan fought me, I doubt we could tell a winner. Or is he hiding his strength?"

In Zhang Wu's view, these young geniuses mostly stood at the same level, and among the younger generation of Canglan Yu, they rarely had rivals. But those who could survive the forbidden heavenly tribulation were figures who could be recorded in ancient texts and leave their names in history, symbolizing invincibility within their realm. Yet now it appears there is no strength gap between Dongfang Yuan and the others.

On the contrary, the Profound Yang Sect disciple Qin Yu, whom I had never seen before, displayed strength like that of an unparalleled monster, overcoming higher realms and killing instantly wherever he went. Each punch he threw sent out a violent explosion in the air, Dao essence intertwining, lightning surging, overwhelmingly mighty, causing Zhang Wu's heart to involuntarily tremble.

"Could it be... that this Qin Yu is the one who underwent the tribulation?" Dongfang Yuan suddenly came to his senses. He remembered that a few days ago, when he saw Qin Yu, the latter was only at the third layer of Foundation Establishment, but in these short days Qin Yu's cultivation had risen like a rocket, directly reaching the peak of the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment. As far as he knew, Qin Yu had only been cultivating for about ten days since he started.

This also explains why the few core high-levels of the Profound Yang Sect had always stood beside Qin Yu earlier. They must have long known of his terrifying talent, merely keeping him hidden for now. After the Pill Refining Pavilion incident ended, Dongfang Yuan even sent people to look for this inner-door disciple named Qin Yu, hoping to reconcile, but they could find no one; Qin Yu seemed to have vanished from the world.

But now Qin Yu suddenly appeared, slashing three Spirit Transformation cultivators, all of them true inheritors of the Azure Creek Pavilion! These true inheritor disciples, at worst would rise to the Earth Mysterious Realm and even become elders of the Azure Creek Pavilion, yet in Qin Yu's hands they were as easily cut down as melons and vegetables.

"First gather, all group together, don't give him a chance to pick us off one by one!" Qing Shan's face was extremely grim, his brows tightly knit. His original plan was to hold back Dongfang Yuan, letting the two peak Spirit Transformation disciples check each other, relying on numerical advantage to gradually wear down the opponent. But he never expected that a midway invincible Foundation Establishment cultivator Qin Yu would appear, and in a short time he had already slain three. If this continues, our side will likely be wiped out. These are all his core members, the most crucial disciples of this generation of the Azure Creek Pavilion; if they all die here, the future Azure Creek Pavilion will lack successors.

"Boom!" A thunderous roar came, and Qin Yu had already arrived at the battlefield's core. His clothes were stained with bright red blood, faint lightning flickered around his body, his whole figure seemed like a demon god walking out of hell, terrifying to the extreme, his killing intent shooting straight to the clouds.

"These Spirit Transformation cultivators... are weaker than I imagined." Qin Yu had thought there would be a tough battle, going all out from the start, but he hadn't expected these opponents to be so feeble. He took a step, his body turning into an afterimage, lightning flashing, instantly enveloping Qing Shan.

"Shall I kill myself, or will you make a move?" Qin Yu slightly lifted his eyelids, revealing a hint of contempt in his eyes, "Too weak." At this moment he even lacked the interest to act. In his view, the so-called geniuses of Canglan Yu seemed somewhat undeserving of their reputation.

Zhang Wu and Dongfang Yuan beside him were dumbstruck upon hearing this. "What does 'Too weak' mean?" The Young Pavilion Master of the Azure Creek Pavilion, Qing Shan, possessed middle-grade Earth-tier talent; as a youth he fell off a cliff, by chance obtained an encounter, receiving the inheritance of a Venerable from five thousand years ago, and also obtained a damaged Heaven-tier treasure. He reached Body Tempering Ninth Layer at ten, Foundation Establishment at fifteen, Spirit Transformation at twenty, and now at only twenty-three he has reached the fourth layer of Spirit Transformation. Among the dozens of true inheritor disciples of the Azure Creek Pavilion, only one or two could match him in sparring. Across the entire Canglan Yu, those who could rival him numbered fewer than five. As a result, this Foundation Establishment cultivator Qin Yu actually has no interest in fighting? How arrogant!

Not only them, everyone present felt their eyelids twitch nonstop, their hearts filled with trembling. What are they then? Could they be trash?

"Too arrogant." Qing Shan's face darkened as he spoke angrily, "It seems the true transcender of the tribulation from the Profound Yang Sect should be you; Dongfang Yuan is merely a substitute impostor. But... being at the seventh layer of Foundation Establishment does not mean invincibility. Your talent, temperament, and strength are strong, but your rise has not been long. Sometimes, some auxiliary treasures are what matter most." Saying this, Qing Shan drew from his Heaven-and-Earth Ring a spear whose entire body was silvery-white, "This treasure is called the Silver Light Spear, lower-grade Heaven-tier; although damaged, it is still far superior to ordinary Earth-tier treasures. And you, bare-handed, what will you use to fight me?"

With the appearance of the Silver Light Spear, Qing Shan's aura underwent a transformation, his sharp intent fully revealed. Zhang Wu and the others saw this, their faces turning solemn. They knew Qing Shan's strength originally could roughly overcome ordinary sixth-layer Spirit Transformation cultivators, and against these Spirit Transformation true inheritors he could nearly achieve instant kills; now with this Heaven-tier spear, his strength doubled.

The Azure Creek Pavilion is not considered strong within the Canglan Yu, having only a single Venerable holding the fort, though backed by an Ancient Great Teaching behind it. Yet in recent years its fame has soared, all thanks to the Young Pavilion Master Qing Shan, who has suppressed countless geniuses and firmly occupied the first echelon. If Dongfang Yuan had not forcibly raised his realm, his strength would be far inferior to Qing Shan's.

"Letting him retreat is the best option." Zhang Wu directly sent a mental message to Qin Yu, hoping he wouldn't act rashly. Although the two sides had enmity, it was obvious that the Floating Light Sect and the Profound Yang Sect seemed to be cooperating, and likely following the instructions of that Divine Sect behind. If Dongfang Yuan were not the tribulation genius, but rather the Qin Yu before me, I fear I might suffer severe punishment, even losing my current position. The Azure Creek Pavilion holds numerical advantage; if Qing Shan goes berserk, I alone could hardly suppress him, let alone this impostor Dongfang Yuan. I could only barely make it into the first echelon of the younger generation of Canglan Yu, lacking sufficient trump cards, so my apparent strength would be about even with others.

Dongfang Yuan's face was ashen, and he also sent a mental message to Qin Yu: "If you make a move, I will strike from the shadows to help you kill him." He felt both angry and helpless; his identity had ultimately been exposed. Pretending to be an unparalleled monster was simply unrealistic. He wished he could directly kill the Young Pavilion Master Qing Shan; if it weren't for him bringing people to act forcefully, he himself would not have been exposed. But he also did not believe Qin Yu could match Qing Shan in strength.

Seeing this, Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh. To be honest, in terms of realm and strength, I might not be able to overwhelm him, after all we differ by seven minor realms. But when it comes to treasures, I'd feel embarrassed—even a Venerable might not be as wealthy as I am.

"Hum!" Qin Yu mobilized his internal spiritual energy; a light-blue armor instantly covered his body, with water light occasionally flowing across it, appearing extraordinarily mystical, as if an ancient ferocious beast lay hidden within, emitting a chilling aura.

"Hum!" In the void, a bronze ancient sword slowly drifted into view; Qin Yu reached out and grasped it, the blade bearing the marks of time, appearing simple yet extraordinary. In an instant, the whole heaven and earth seemed to lose color. The Silver Light Spear, which had just revealed its sharp intent, now trembled violently, even slipping from Qing Shan's hand to fall to the ground, showing an unwillingness to oppose, filled with fear.

Qing Shan stared dumbfounded; he recognized the light-blue armor as the Heavenly Water Mystic Armor of the Floating Light Sect, and that bronze ancient sword was even a divine sword surpassing Heaven-tier! At this moment he only wanted to turn and flee, having no thought of resistance. Only a higher-tier Dao-tier spirit treasure could make a Heaven-tier treasure lose its fighting will—this is an absolute suppression in rank, like a chasm between heaven and earth; how could an ant dare to contend with a dragon?

As long as that Heavenly Water Mystic Armor is present, without the Silver Light Spear I could never break Qin Yu's defense. And a Dao-tier spirit sword, with a casual slash, if it landed on me would absolutely split me in two on the spot, separating body and head. This is merely a Foundation Establishment disciple, yet the treasures he holds are richer than even a Venerable? Qing Shan was completely dumbfounded—where did this monster come from?

"Rip—" A brilliant divine radiance emerged from the bronze ancient sword, also containing some thunder Dao intent; it slashed fiercely, tearing the air, straight toward Qing Shan's face. Qing Shan wanted to react, countless formation lines coalescing into a barrier, but the sword light passed, leaving only a smooth cut.

Blood sprayed into the air, a young head slowly drifting; Qing Shan's pupils contracted sharply, his vitality rapidly fading, yet his eyes filled with disbelief. He never imagined he would be instant-killed by a Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The field instantly fell into a brief silence; Dongfang Yuan and Zhang Wu quickly realized, this was an excellent opportunity!

"Attack!" At the command, each true inheritor disciple struck out fiercely; the two peak Spirit Transformation cultivators were also trapped by formations. With Qin Yu's assistance, in just two quarters of an hour the grass of this land was stained with blood. Nearly twenty genius disciples all fell.

Zhang Wu, Dongfang Yuan, and the others spent half an hour finally grinding to death those two cultivators who had been forcibly raised to the peak of Spirit Transformation. Zhang Wu's face tightened; he hastily took out his Transmission Jade Token, wanting to inform the elders and others of the news so they could prepare in advance.

But at that moment, the sky above the ancient ruins gradually darkened, countless lightning flashes flickering, as if the apocalypse had arrived. All transmission treasures also fell into dead silence at that time.

"This is the Heavenly God Forbidden Zone, once the burial ground of gods."

"In the inner region, there is the inheritance of deities; completing the trials can yield……"

A faint golden light flickered beyond the horizon, foretelling the place everyone wished to go. A vast voice echoed between heaven and earth; all cultivators who had entered the ancient ruins had their eyes blaze with brilliance as they rushed toward the depths.

But at this moment in Qingshi Jun, the face of the Master of the Azure Creek Pavilion was ashen beyond compare, his eyes dim and lifeless. Because the disciples who had entered the ancient ruins, on our side we had made jade life tokens; yet within an hour before, these tokens began to break one after another, the disciples falling one by one, including his sole closed-door disciple, the Young Pavilion Master Qing Shan!