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Sure enough, one of the black-clothed men was unable to dodge in time and was stabbed by Jun Qianyan's blade! The other was sent flying with a palm strike from Di Mo Jiu, his face pale.

"Bang ~ ~" At the same time, the waters of the East China Sea crashed into Mystical Cloud Mountain, producing a deafening sound. Half of the mountain was broken, and the people on the mountain were so shocked that their internal organs trembled, causing countless lives to be devoured by the sea water.

Jun Qiyan didn't care about that side of things. He raised his dagger and attacked again. Di Mo Jiu cooperated with him and quickly attacked. The two of them had a tacit understanding of each other.

"Sir, there's no need to be so ruthless." The man in black gritted his teeth and blocked the attacks of the two men. His face was filled with fear.

"Killing in exchange for one's life, how can we be so ruthless? If it was the winners, would you spare us?" Jun Qiyan sneered coldly as he looked at the black clothed man with extreme disdain.

"Hmph." The black-clothed man also knew that if he won, he would definitely kill Jun Qianyan. At this time, he couldn't even speak, and could only desperately resist Jun Qiyan's attack.

Jun Qiyan's eyes flashed as his attacks became fiercer. The dark red dagger slashed into the man's body, leaving behind bone-deep wounds. The blood was once again absorbed by the dagger, leaving not even the slightest mark.

Jun Qiyan suddenly felt a bit manic in his heart. He wanted to make the man in black bleed more and more. The dagger in his hand flashed one after another.

The man in black was already covered in blood, and the pill could not heal the wound. If this went on, he would die from blood loss.

The two men in black glanced at each other, seeing the determination in each other's eyes, their lips curled up in an evil smile.

Di Mo Jiu's calm eyes suddenly stopped, and his pupils suddenly enlarged.

He grabbed the attacking Jun Qiyan and retreated.

"Bang …" "Bang …" Two loud explosions rang out, and the bodies of the two men in black who were originally retreating expanded at an extremely fast speed, causing blood to spurt out in the air. The blood, flesh, and limbs were all blown up, and spiritual energy was released in all directions, creating a shockwave.

Even though Jun Qianyan was being carried away by Di Mo Jiu, he was still affected by the two explosive streams of air. His clothes were cut by these two streams of air, and his blood was roiling; his head was spinning.

"Qiyan." Di Moyu, who had blocked most of the self-destructing damage, hugged Jun Qianyan as he looked at her in heartache. Blood was trickling down from the corner of her mouth.

"I'm fine." Jun Qianyan waved his hand as he suppressed the surging blood and Qi within his body and looked towards the location of the explosion.

The place was filled with smoke, but two tiny, transparent figures were still faintly rising up.

"They want to run!" With a loud shout from Jun Qianyan, Di Mo Jiu's eyes flashed as he grabbed a small, transparent person with his hand.

The little fellow was still dressed in luxurious clothing. He had a long beard and his face was full of wrinkles. From a glance, one could tell that he was an old man.

Jun Qiyan frowned as he looked at the struggling little fellow. Then, he stretched out his hand to touch the little person's body.

"These are Nascent Souls. They can't be touched. With their cultivation base at this level, they can revive even without their bodies." Di Mo Jiu explained to the curious Jun Qianyan.

"That's why you have to grind down your nascent soul before you can truly eliminate them." Di Mo Jiu's voice suddenly turned cold and fierce, the two little fellows were so frightened that their eyes popped out.

"No!" An old and hoarse voice rang out, and the two little fellows struggled with all their might. Jun Feiyan raised her eyebrows. Was this their true voice? They were all hundred-year-old demons.

"If I were to cut the grass, I would get rid of the roots." They were all people who had lived for over a hundred years, and this mission of coming to this lowly plane was obviously a piece of cake. He had originally wanted to go back and ask for credit from his lord once he felt that he was doing well, but he had never thought that he would meet this' gold grinder ', Jun Qiyan.

Forget about it. He had encountered other major powers of the upper echelons who had fled after being unable to defeat him and the pain of self-detonation. He hadn't expected that he would still be caught.

If they were to lose a hundred years of their lives here, they would not be willing to accept it. As long as they completed this mission, they would definitely be allocated endless resources and gain an even higher cultivation base.

"No …" "No …" A heart-wrenching sound rang through the sky, causing those who heard it to weep.

"Wait, stop!"

Shattered and full of strength, it sounded like a giant bell, but the sound suddenly reverberated through the entire world.

Her soul could not stop trembling, and her body had lost the power to command. She could only stay where she was, the sound echoing in her mind, causing massive ripples to form in her brain.

Even Di Mo Jiu stopped in his tracks, his heart sinking as he looked up at the sky with a cold gaze.

The torrential sea water was still churning in the Black Cloud Mountain Range. The magical beasts inside all hid at the bottom of the ocean, not daring to breathe. Those below the cultivation level fell to the ground, bleeding from their orifices.

What is this?

Jun Qiyan struggled to raise her head, the originally clear sky was replaced by a black vortex in the sky.

The whirlpool continuously spun bigger and bigger, bigger and bigger, until it almost took up the entire sky. The lower realm suddenly darkened, and an unimaginably huge pressure and aura continuously surged out from the whirlpool, causing the cultivators on the East Xuan Continent to be unable to breathe.

Jun Qiyan's throat tightened as he glared at the whirlpool that was about to sweep him away.

The rapidly spinning vortex caused the air around it to be torn apart, revealing numerous small black holes. The black holes intertwined with the surrounding space to form the lightning blades, and the lightning bolts were instantly devoured by the darkness.

It was as if the entire sky was about to shatter and fall.

"You youngsters, kill my subordinates if you spoil my plans. Damn it." The muffled sound came again, and the whirlpool began to stir in reverse.

Jun Qiyan retreated one step at a time. Her body felt an inexhaustible danger, but she couldn't escape. Her brain told her that she couldn't escape from such a powerful force.

For the first time, Jun Feiyan felt that she was very weak. She felt that there was a sky above the heavens, that there was someone stronger than her.

Is this the person from the upper echelon? Too strong, she couldn't avoid it.

"My lord, my lord!" The black-clothed man's nascent soul was the happiest one on the scene. The two of them were dancing and looking at the vortex above their heads with excitement.

The people above seemed to have heard their voices as well. A black line hammer descended and took away their nascent souls.

"Useless, I don't need it." These low, cold, and thin words caused the two Nascent Souls that had just flown into the air to be shattered into pieces amidst their despair and terror.

"What is your name and why are you trying to disrupt my plans?" The voice questioned Jun Qianyan. Jun Qiyan felt a pair of sharp eyes staring at her, causing her to feel somewhat panicked.