Ye Qing? He's just a clown!

Chun Ziliu felt that...

...at this moment, that kid named Ye Qing had likely already been killed by Qin Mingyue.

The qingyun token would have naturally fallen into Qin Mingyue's hands as well.

But it didn't matter.

Since he happened to be nearby, he might as well make a detour.

He would defeat Qin Mingyue and then take the token for himself!

Thinking this way, everything seemed perfectly logical and would fall into place.

With those thoughts, Chun Ziliu followed the route on the token and continued toward the Yin Clan's territory.

Meanwhile, a faint sense of anticipation rose in his heart:

"Qin Mingyue, I hope your strength lives up to your reputation. Don't disappoint me too much!"

"After all, it would be quite boring if my opponent wasn't strong enough."

...Although the marshland was treacherous, he had a detailed route map to guide him.

It saved Chun Ziliu a significant amount of time scouting the way.

Thus, he quickly crossed the swamp and entered the Yin Clan's territory.

A stranger suddenly intruding into their lands immediately alerted the Yin clansmen.

"Who goes there?!"

"Halt!"

A group of Yin clansmen surrounded him, weapons in hand.

Their expressions were wary as they stared at Chun Ziliu.

Seeing this, Chun Ziliu did not panic. Instead, he stopped and gave everyone a slight smile.

Cupping his hands, he said:

"Please do not misunderstand, everyone. My name is Chun Ziliu, and I come with no ill intent."

"I simply heard that an acquaintance is here, so I came specifically to pay a visit."

His voice was gentle and his manner humble.

Coupled with his ethereal temperament, it naturally inspired a sense of trust in others.

Seeing this, the Yin clansmen looked at each other, momentarily uncertain.

Just then, Yin An and Yin Muyu, having heard the commotion, also walked over.

"You..."

Yin Muyu parted the crowd and stepped forward.

Her gaze fell on Chun Ziliu, sizing him up.

Then, she and Yin An exchanged a look, both seeing the uncertainty and suspicion in each other's eyes.

Because this young man who called himself Chun Ziliu gave them a very extraordinary feeling.

The confidence and composure he radiated from within, along with that faint ethereal Aura...

...gave them a strange sense of déjà vu.

It was just like... the previous Qin Mingyue!

"This guy... couldn't be another Prodigy who can kill a Soul Transformation expert as a Nascent Soul, right?"

Yin An muttered to himself.

He then asked tentatively:

"You say you have an acquaintance here. May I ask... who that acquaintance is?"

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Chun Ziliu's face.

His gaze swept over the siblings as he slowly uttered three words:

"Qin. Ming. Yue!"

"You can tell him that I, Chun Ziliu... have arrived!"

"What?!"

Yin An's expression changed instantly upon hearing this!

Qin Mingyue again!

Because Qin Mingyue had attacked Ye Qing and spoken insolently before...

...Yin An now utterly loathed the name, and by extension, had no good feelings toward anyone associated with Qin Mingyue.

Since this person claimed to be Qin Mingyue's acquaintance...

...in Yin An's eyes, they were birds of a feather!

Naturally, Yin An didn't want to give him any face.

However, to be safe, he suppressed his displeasure.

He asked cautiously:

"Then... what is your relationship with Ye Qing?"

He feared that if Chun Ziliu also knew Ye Qing or was even a friend, he would be accidentally offending an ally.

"Ye Qing?"

Chun Ziliu's brow twitched slightly.

He thought to himself:

"It seems the information was correct. Ye Qing indeed came here; even the Nether race here know his name."

"Since they're asking this, Ye Qing must have already been killed by Qin Mingyue, right?"

At this thought, a faint look of disdain appeared on Chun Ziliu's face.

If he had known it would end like this, why act as he did before?

If that Ye Qing had been sensible and joined my Divine Mountain Chun Clan earlier, how could he have suffered such a bitter end today?

So he replied casually:

"Ye Qing? Heh, he was nothing more than a buffoon!"

As soon as he said this, the scene fell into an instant silence.

Yin An's face darkened at a visible speed.

A buffoon?

You dare to speak so insolently and insult my benefactor?!

"My apologies!"

Yin An took a deep breath and looked coldly at Chun Ziliu.

He issued an eviction notice:

"I don't know who this Qin Mingyue you're talking about is. You are not welcome here!"

"Please leave immediately!"

"Hmm?"

A hint of surprise appeared on Chun Ziliu's face.

He looked at Yin An, who had suddenly become firm, and then at the surrounding Yin clansmen with their hostile expressions.

His mind raced.

"It seems... perhaps Qin Mingyue has already subdued these Nether race people."

"They now know I'm after the qingyun token in Ye Qing's hands."

"Since the qingyun token is likely already with Qin Mingyue, are they protecting Qin Mingyue's interests?"

"Heh, Qin Mingyue certainly has some methods."

Thinking this, Chun Ziliu didn't get angry but instead smiled slightly.

He spoke:

"Interesting, interesting."

"It seems you are forcing me to take action?"

"Very well. It seems Qin Mingyue is indeed not here; he likely entered the legacy site."

"In that case, I will suppress you all first and then wait for Qin Mingyue to come out!"

Although his tone was flat, his demeanor exuded a sense of natural confidence.

It was as if suppressing these people...

...was nothing more than a trivial matter to him.

"Presumptuous!"

Yin Muyu, who had been silent, finally couldn't take it anymore.

Her brows arched as she shouted sharply:

"You dare dream of suppressing us within the Yin Clan's territory? How arrogant!"

"Men! Seize him!"

At Yin Muyu's command...

Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!

From deep within the Yin Clan's settlement, five powerful Auras suddenly soared into the sky with a roar!

Immediately after, five figures shot forward like lightning, landing around Chun Ziliu and surrounding him!

These five were all Elder-level figures of the Yin Clan, with deep cultivation and impressive combat strength.

Each of them possessed the strength of the Deity Transformation Fourth Layer!

They were the strongest foundation of the Yin Clan today!

Because Qin Mingyue's previous performance had been so shocking, Yin Muyu still felt a lingering fear.

Just because he was easily killed by Ye Qing didn't mean Qin Mingyue wasn't strong!

That Qin Mingyue was clearly an unparalleled Prodigy!

Yin Muyu was...

...well aware of this!

So now, facing this Chun Ziliu who seemed equally unfathomable, she didn't dare to be careless.

She directly sent out the clan's five strongest Deity Transformation Fourth Layer experts!

She aimed to suppress him instantly in the shortest possible time!

"Is this what you rely on?"

Facing the encirclement of five Deity Transformation Fourth Layer experts, Chun Ziliu showed no panic.

Instead, the corners of his mouth curled up in a faint, mocking smile.

"Deity Transformation Fourth Layer... Heh, for an ordinary Cultivator, it might be a problem."

"But before me..."

As he spoke, he unhurriedly pulled a crystal-clear jade talisman from his robe.

"...it's still far from enough!"

As his voice fell, he applied a light pressure with two fingers.

Crack!

The jade talisman shattered!

Boom!!!

Immediately after, a terrifying Aura that made one feel suffocated erupted from Chun Ziliu!

That Aura was so strong that it briefly dispersed the miasma around the settlement.

It even caused the world itself to change color!

And those five Deity Transformation Fourth Layer experts, who had been aggressive moments before...

...couldn't even stand steadily under the impact of this Aura.

Their faces turned pale, and they swayed like leaves in a gale, on the verge of collapsing!

Then.

"Kneel!"

Chun Ziliu gave a soft shout and casually waved his sleeve.

Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud! Thud!

Five muffled sounds rang out almost simultaneously.

Those five Deity Transformation Fourth Layer experts didn't even have a shred of resistance.

Like kites with broken strings, they were sent flying!

They crashed heavily to the ground, spitting blood.

Their legs were weak, and they couldn't get up for a long time!

"What?!"

Seeing this, the Yin siblings were shaken to their core.

Their eyes were filled with horror, finding it hard to believe!

"How... how is this possible?!"

Yin Muyu's heart trembled.

"Those were five Deity Transformation Fourth Layers! And they were sent flying with just a wave of his sleeve?!"

"Could it be... this Chun Ziliu is even more powerful than that Qin Mingyue?!"

"That Qin Mingyue only fought a Spirit Transformation Stage, Third Level to a standstill, but this person actually has the combat power to easily suppress Deity Transformation Fourth Layers?"

This man only has a Nascent Soul cultivation!

These prodigies, appearing one after another, completely overturned her understanding!

Where on earth did they come from???

Looking at the siblings' expressions as if they had seen a ghost...

...Chun Ziliu gave a faint smile, brushed his sleeve, and said:

"No need to be surprised."

His voice was calm.

"Although my combat power is strong, I truly couldn't easily suppress five Deity Transformation Fourth Layers on my own."

"However..."

He changed the subject with a chuckle:

"However, since I come from a Supreme Aristocratic Family, how could you imagine the depth of our foundation?"

"For instance, the jade talisman I just crushed is a special Talisman Artifact made for me by my clan Elders!"

"Once used, it can briefly borrow a trace of power from a clan expert, easily suppressing Spirit Transformation Seventh Layer or even Spirit Transformation Eighth Layer Cultivators!"

"Dealing with a few mere Deity Transformation Fourth Layers is naturally a simple matter."

Having said that, his gaze swept the surroundings as he declared loudly:

"Alright! Whatever other experts your clan has, come out now!"

"I'm in a hurry and don't have time to play with you!"

However.

What responded to him was only dead silence.

Yin Muyu and Yin An's faces were grim. They bit their lips tightly and said nothing.

The surrounding Yin clansmen also looked ashen-faced, their eyes filled with despair.

They had never even heard of such a Talisman Artifact.

Moreover, this thing was simply too overpowered. How could they fight?

The entire Yin Clan settlement was quiet; no stronger experts appeared.

Seeing this, Chun Ziliu couldn't help but be stunned.

He had come to the Yin Clan alone, so for the sake of caution...

...he had chosen to directly use a precious Talisman Artifact to quickly suppress everyone and take control of the situation.

Each of these Talisman Artifacts could only be used once. Even he only had three such treasures on him.

Once one was used, one was gone!

He had thought there would be Late Stage Soul Transformation Cultivators in this clan, but... this was it?

"Don't tell me..."

Chun Ziliu looked at the Yin siblings.

His expression was a bit unsightly.

"Your clan's strongest... are just these few Deity Transformation Fourth Layers?"

"Hmph! What a waste of my Talisman Artifact!"

Chun Ziliu felt a pang of regret.

Had he known the Yin Clan was so weak, with the strongest being only at the Deity Transformation Fourth Layer, why would he have used that incredibly precious Talisman Artifact?

Using another second-tier treasure would have achieved the same result of suppressing the entire clan.

"A Talisman Artifact capable of suppressing a Spirit Transformation Eighth Layer, wasted on a bunch of Deity Transformation Fourth Layers..."

"It truly is using a sledgehammer to crack a nut, a complete waste of a heavenly treasure!"

Chun Ziliu sighed, his heart aching.

But coming from a Supreme Aristocratic Family, his Heart-Nature was beyond that of ordinary people.

Since it was already used, then so be it.

The priority now was to recover his losses as much as possible.

He swept his gaze over the Yin clansmen and snorted coldly.

"Truly weak."

Then he waved his sleeve, and an invisible wave of Dharmic power swept out.

It instantly enveloped the entire Yin Clan.

All the Yin clansmen, including Yin An and Yin Muyu, felt their internal Dharmic power stagnate.

It was as if they were firmly locked by an invisible shackle, unable to mobilize it at all.

Their cultivation was completely sealed!

Having done all this, Chun Ziliu's figure flickered, and he landed in front of the Yin siblings.

He looked at them and said flatly:

"Speak. Where is your clan's treasury?"

"What?"

Yin An was stunned, then glared at him!

"In your dreams!"

The Yin Clan's treasury held the foundation accumulated by the entire clan over countless years.

It was their only reliance for survival in this peril-filled Nether Abyss!

If it were plundered, how would the Yin Clan survive in the future?

How would they resist those ferocious Evil Nethers?

"You won't talk?"

Chun Ziliu wasn't annoyed; he just casually flicked his finger.

"I have always been merciful and do not wish to start a massacre."

After all, the Sanctuary Trial rules stipulated that one must not kill Good Spirits at will, or trial points would be deducted.

If not for that... Chun Ziliu wouldn't have gone to such trouble to Seal their cultivation; wouldn't killing them directly be much simpler?

Therefore, Chun Ziliu felt that since he was already so merciful, taking the treasures from this clan's treasury was only right and proper, wasn't it?

Yet these Nether race people were actually being ungrateful!

Glancing at the indignant Yin An, a cold, murderous intent flashed in Chun Ziliu's eyes.

"If not for my mercy, do you think you would still be alive?"

"Sparing your lives is already a great gift. Now, I merely want to take some things as compensation. Is that too much to ask?"

"Compensation?!"

Yin Muyu was so angry her whole body trembled, and she gritted her teeth.

She shouted:

"You wounded my clansmen, sealed our cultivation, and now you want to plunder our clan's treasury, yet you call it compensation?!"

"You bandit! You hypocrite!"

"Bandit?"

Chun ZiliuA sneer, shook his head.

"The winner takes all—don't you understand that principle?"

"In this world, the strong prey on the weak. The strong possess everything, while the weak can only be slaughtered at will."

"I am stronger than you, so I can be the Dominator of your life and death and take everything you have. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"You..."

Yin Muyu was too angry to speak and could only glare at him.

Chun Ziliu didn't bother wasting any more words. With a sweep of his Divine Sense, he instantly located a hidden grotto deep within the Yin Clan's territory.

There, a faint treasure light was emanating.

"Found it."

With a light chuckle, Chun Ziliu's figure flashed and disappeared from the spot.