Chapter 328: Second Realm Descends Together, Qin Chuan's Killing Intent (Combined)

Successful?

Seeing Little Red's head held high, Qin Chuan couldn't help but smile.

Although this is Lin Yue's contracted spirit beast, I was the first to meet it, and our contracted spirit beasts have always been inseparable; Little Red has evolved from a weak flame-tailed squirrel to its present state, and Qin Chuan sincerely feels happy for it.

Yeah, Little Red also smoothly broke through to the Mythic Stage. Lin Yue's face showed delight, "There are still eight left."

Qin Chuan nodded slightly.

Now Ice Cream, Silver Horn, Little White, and Little Red have all completed their final breakthrough; the contracted spirit beasts that haven't broken through yet number only eight.

The day when all spirit beasts break through to the Mythic Stage draws ever closer.

When their combined strength reaches ten million, for Qin Chuan and Lin Yue it's merely a matter of time; once all spirit beasts break through to the Mythic Stage, they will qualify to enter the Second Level of the Heavenly Stairway.

As they were speaking, their expressions suddenly changed; sensing something, they both looked up at the sky.

Seven beams of light simultaneously descended from the heavens with a thunderous roar, their terrifying might intertwining and instantly filling the entire Akasi Territory.

In the next instant, seven figures appeared at once, blocking all retreat routes for Qin Chuan and Lin Yue.

At that moment, Qin Chuan's expression suddenly turned solemn.

The seven experts before them each radiated terrifying power far surpassing the First Realm of the Mythic Stage.

Mythic Stage, Second Realm! Each of them is a powerhouse descended from the Second Level of the Heavenly Stairway! Upon seeing the races of those present, a cold arc flashed in Qin Chuan's eyes: "All of you have come?"

"I am the Corrosive Holy Pillar·Yela." The short, dark‑green‑skinned, ugly female dwarf demon let out a hoarse, heh‑heh chuckle: "Human race, it's only your bad luck that you were the last chosen."

"Roaring Prince·Sang Lan." The male expert from the Crystal Clan raised a scepter made entirely of gorgeous crystal, mysterious energy swirling around him, his expression calm and indifferent: "The Heavenly Stairway is survival of the fittest, as it has always been."

"They've all come, I'm just joining the fun." Another male expert with a pair of dragon horns on his head, arms crossed, chuckled: "Gilded Holy Dragon·Beigemal."

Qin Chuan's gaze turned to the other four Mythic Stage Second Realm experts; two exuded a deathly aura, one was shrouded in black mist like a ghost, another wrapped in stark white bandages like a mummy.

The other two appeared human but bore obvious beastly traits: one had two pairs of wings on its back, the other's forehead was covered in azure fish scales.

Nether Ghost, Half Demon.

"You four, won't you introduce yourselves?" Qin Chuan suddenly laughed.

"No need." The mummy‑like Nether Ghost expert spoke in a voice like fingernails on a chalkboard, chilling to the bone: "The dead have no need to know our names."

"That's really a pity." Qin Chuan shook his head slightly, "I gave you a chance."

As his words fell, his eyes suddenly burst with icy killing intent.

In the next instant, the mighty aura that had shrouded the entire Akasi Territory fell into chaos.

Just moments ago calm and indifferent, the Crystal Clan prince's handsome face now overflowed with shock and disbelief; his body shattered inch by inch, eventually even his skull turning into countless crystal fragments.

The cold‑laughing dwarf demon expert Yela let out a terrified shriek; no matter how he tried, his body, severed into several pieces, could not be rejoined.

The dragon clan expert let out a desperate howl, his eyes losing all light, and soon turned into a massive dragon corpse like a mountain, crashing to the ground.

The two Nether Ghost clan Second Realm experts were instantly consumed by the silent death‑fire, their own power turning against them as they marched toward true death.

Meanwhile, the two great demon gods of the Half Demon clan, who had never spoken, watched in horror as countless blood‑streaks instantly appeared across their bodies.

How could this…

How is this possible?! At this moment, every Second Realm expert present had eyes filled with astonishment and bewilderment.

In the next instant, their auras began to collapse.

The seven descended Second Realm experts all perished.

Although these are not their true bodies, the destruction of their descended forms is enough to inflict severe, unrecoverable damage on their true selves in a short time.

"Return to the White Flood Territory." In the very next second after instantly slaying the seven Second Realm experts, Qin Chuan turned to Lin Yue beside him, "I'll go meet up with Feng Yin."

The seven Second Realm experts from the five races chose to descend simultaneously; this definitely was not a strike aimed only at him and Lin Yue.

This is the signal of formal war!

In an instant, Qin Chuan thought of the already annihilated Lan Clan.

The goal of these five clans is to reenact the battle of a thousand years ago, causing the human race to vanish from the Heavenly Stairway just like the Lan Clan.

Therefore, whether it's the White Flood Territory where the Heavenly Stairway entrance lies, or Feng Yin, they will become their targets of attack! "Mm!"

Lin Yue nodded, without hesitation activating the fortress teleportation array in the White Flood Territory; her form was enveloped in a burst of white light and quickly faded.

At the same time, Qin Chuan took out a pendant constantly flashing purple light; the moment it was activated, Mahiya's anxious voice came from the other side: "Luo, run fast! The five clans have united! They intend to reenact the Lan Clan's battle of old!"

"I know, thanks." Qin Chuan drew a deep breath and cut off the pendant's communication.

Lin Yue's teleportation ended here, leaving only him in this place.

Without hesitation, Qin Chuan took out a metal buckle and crushed it. —

Poof—

Accompanied by a wave of terrifying power, Feng Yin was blown backward, smashing mountain after mountain, sinking into the earth, his body covered in blood, his face as pale as paper, spitting out mouthfuls of fresh blood.

Before he could rise, a figure instantly appeared, arms crossed with a cat‑toying‑with‑a‑mouse smirk, looking down at Feng Yin.

"Human race gatekeeper, why don't you keep hiding?"

"Hah…" Feng Yin slowly lifted his head, gazing at the Crystal Clan Second Realm expert who had severely wounded him ahead and the four other Second Realm experts of various races appearing behind, the corner of his mouth twitching slightly.

"With so many Second Realm experts descending, it's truly an honor to deal with someone like me who just broke through to the First Realm."

"Don't sell yourself short; you are the gatekeeper. If it weren't for the Ancestor being unable to descend to the First Level, perhaps the ancestors of each clan would have acted." The Half Demon clan's Wind God Demon·Lawi chuckled.

"What's the point of wasting words on him? Delay invites change—strike now!" A figure shrouded in strange talismans, exuding deathly aura, spoke softly, then instantly unleashed terrifying power toward Feng Yin.

Pfft—

The mighty aura of the Mythic Stage Second Realm instantly pierced Feng Yin's body; the light in his eyes gradually dimmed, and he lost his last breath.

"It's over." The Nether Ghost clan's Second Realm expert's eyes filled with wild joy: "Send word to all clans—kill into the White Flood Territory!"

The five Second Realm experts from the five clans wasted no time sending messages to the forces already stationed near the White Flood Territory, urging them to act quickly and seize the human race's Dream World.

However, the next second, their expressions all changed.

At Feng Yin's chest, a metal‑buckle‑like object began to surge with dazzling light, hovering silently in midair.

The surrounding void twisted rapidly under the pull of the metal buckle, then formed a passage leading to a distant gate.

A figure with an extremely grim expression and eyes full of killing intent stepped out of the gate one step at a time, its gaze toward the five Second Realm beings sharp as a blade.

"Lu?!" Shenfeng Yaoshen·Lavi's expression changed wildly, "How could it be you? How could you still be alive? Where are the seven of them?!"

"They arranged the Descent to deal with Luo's Second Realm powerhouses, but there are actually seven! 'Those seven are already dead.' Qin Chuan spoke in a low voice, 'Now it's your turn, you five.'"

"At the moment his words fell, the Second Realm powerhouses of the five races simultaneously perished; the earlier arrogance instantly turned into intense disbelief."

"You..." the Wind God Demon Lavi's face turned pale; at this moment he recalled the reminder of the Hollow Pupil God Demon Pasiya.

"That guy Luo actually managed to pass the balance adjustment with such terrifying ability! How is that possible!"

"How on earth did he do that?!"

"What you five races have done today, I have noted." Qin Chuan's voice carried indifference, "This grudge, the Human Race will repay."

"Heh..." the Wind God Demon Lavi let out a cold laugh, "No matter how strong you are, the Human Race no longer has a Gatekeeper!"

"Any race can kill into your Dream World and destroy your power foundation."

"You are already finished!"

However, after saying that, the Wind God Demon Lavi discovered that Luo did not, as he had expected, show a frightened expression.

Qin Chuan's mouth corner carried a hint of a strange smile.

"When did I ever say that Feng Yin is the Gatekeeper?"

"What?!" the Wind God Demon Lavi's pupils contracted violently; he wanted to say something, but the last bit of strength instantly collapsed.

After the aura of the five Second Realm powerhouses completely dissipated, Qin Chuan raised his hand, looking at the vertical pupil in his hand composed of countless mysterious runes, a brilliant gold color, lost in thought.

"Speaking of which, I seem to have never tried to immediately stop time after the death of a golden-talent holder."

"So this is the golden talent?"

Although he arrived via the first transmission, he still couldn't prevent Feng Yin from being killed; in his fury, Qin Chuan immediately activated time stop.

Then, he discovered some unexpected circumstances.

In the time-stopped space, the slain Feng Yin's body was surging with golden light, which was gradually transforming into countless mysterious runes, as if about to converge and extract something.

Moreover, this convergence and extraction are not affected by time stop.

After discovering this, Qin Chuan immediately killed the five Second Realm powerhouses, then patiently waited for the light to fully extract.

Finally, all the golden light gathered together; at the moment of condensation it still tried to flee, but Qin Chuan seized it without hesitation and brought it out of the time-stopped world.

Then he obtained such a vertical pupil.

Undoubtedly, this is the golden talent insight.

Upon obtaining it, Qin Chuan also, through a vague sense, understood its binding rules.

First, this talent binds only to the Human Race.

Second, this talent binds only to players who have not yet bound a talent.

One only needs to bring this vertical pupil back to Blue Star, return it to Feng Yin, and Feng Yin's newly created player account will automatically bind the insight, skipping the talent drawing process.

In other words, Feng Yin suffers no loss other than having to re-level his account.

Feeling something, Qin Chuan touched the phantom spirit pendant on his chest; the next moment Lin Yue's voice sounded in his ear.

"Hurry to the White Jiao Territory!"

"Over a hundred Mythic Stage First Realm powerhouses have simultaneously stormed the White Jiao Territory; Senior Bai Xi can't hold on any longer!"

"Over a hundred Mythic Stage First Realm?" Qin Chuan's eyes instantly flashed with a chilling killing intent.

"Good! Very good! Since the Second Realm can't be killed for now, let's kill the First Realm first."

Even if the five races combined, this many Mythic Stage First Realm powerhouses definitely account for more than half of all Mythic Stage First Realm strength.

One can guess what they intend by simultaneously storming the White Jiao Territory at this critical juncture.

It's a pity that Feng Yin is not the Gatekeeper; what they want to do is destined to fail.

Qin Chuan gripped the phantom spirit pendant and spoke in a low voice, "Don't let them escape!"

As his words fell, he without hesitation activated the fortress teleportation array.

The five races will soon realize that the Human Race's Gatekeeper is not dead, and all twelve Descended Second Realm beings have died.

Now, how fast the five races' Mythic Stage First Realm beings storm into the White Jiao Territory determines how fast they will retreat.

But since they've come, Qin Chuan has no intention of letting them go back.

In the next instant, Qin Chuan's figure vanished from the spot.

"Hiss—"

Bai Xi let out a hiss; the freezing breath she exhaled instantly froze two Mythic Stage First Realm beings, but her massive body was also struck by multiple attacks at the same time, adding new wounds to her already scarred body.

Lin Yue wore the White Dragon Armor, with Xiao Hong, who had just broken through to the Mythic Stage, beside her; she wore a cold, stern expression and without hesitation plunged into the battle circle.

Attack after attack fell upon her, but they either landed off-target or coincidentally collided with each other, vanishing silently before they could hit Lin Yue, causing the Mythic Stage beings to curse nonstop, all feeling that the opponent was a pig teammate.

On the other side of the battle circle, nine Legendary Stage beings jointly activated the Heavenly Wave Holy Array's eye; the mighty Wave Tribe giants and the Mythic Stage engaged in ruthless combat.

Long Ji stood on the fortress wall; the Sacred Domain's first talent activated, with its buffs and debuffs falling respectively on allies and enemies across the battlefield.

Hearing the alien races constantly shouting in battle, "The Human Race's Gatekeeper is dead," his eyes inevitably grew a bit gloomy.

"Long Ji, seal it!"

Suddenly, Lin Yue, who was fighting fiercely, turned her head and gave a spirited shout.

Long Ji slightly startled, then realized what it was; he glanced toward the interior of the fortress and without hesitation activated the Sacred Domain's second talent.

An intangible barrier centered on him instantly spread in all directions; in just a moment, before anyone could react, it sealed the entire battlefield.

"Human Race, are you crazy?"

The alien races' Mythic Stage beings, realizing the situation, laughed uncontrollably, full of mockery.

"In this situation, you actually dare to seal the battlefield?"

"You think dying isn't slow enough?"

The response to the myriad alien races was a sound filling the fortress interior with endless killing intent.

"I think you've grown tired of living."

Qin Chuan's figure flashed as he was transmitted back, appearing on the city wall; he gazed at the battlefield heavy with casualties, his anger blazing.

"Today, none of you will get away!"

(End of chapter)