78: The divine eye of the Arrow King! Qin Han, return my fountain of immortality to me!

The bell's soul-stirring chime reverberated through the mountains.

Streaks of radiant light burst forth, encircling the zhenmo bell.

Imprisoned within it was one of Butian Pavilion's Ten Great Prodigies.

A powerful Prodigy at the Half-step Divine Power Realm, possessing an Immaculate Body, and once wielding a king-rank divine weapon.

Now, his king-rank divine weapon was snatched away, and the Divine Weapon he prided himself on was turned against him, killing him when he manifested his Immaculate Anomaly.

How dramatic!

No one had anticipated such an outcome.

Even fewer had expected such an easy and complete defeat.

At this moment, a man with golden swirling eyes stepped forward and said, "Release him and return the zhenmo bell, and I will grant you a complete corpse."

"And who are you?" Qin Han slowly asked.

"Mo Yufeng," the man said, raising his head arrogantly.

Upon hearing this, everyone's breath hitched.

The speaker was Butian Pavilion's Second Prodigy—Arrow King Mo Yufeng.

His life was quite legendary: he began cultivating the Dao at seven, entered the Spirit Sea Realm at ten, and awakened the Divine Spirit Eye, capable of shattering all illusions.

At thirteen, he single-handedly ventured into Yao Huang Mountain, arrow-killing several pure-blooded beings and acquiring a great demon treasure bone.

Soon after, Chen Yuan, the most renowned Great Master for forging in Heavenly Yang Que, crafted a king-rank divine weapon for him.

At sixteen, his Spirit Sea condensed to fifty thousand feet, and he forcefully broke into the Tongqiao Realm.

Butian Pavilion's Void-Breaking King once said that he had a chance to reach the King- Hou rank by fifty.

For a Martial Artist, this was an extremely high evaluation!

Now that Yan Hanquan was captured, he finally couldn't sit still.

"Never heard of you. What kind of stray cat or dog dares to ask me to hand someone over?" Qin Han flatly refused.

"Brat, don't be so arrogant!" Another of Butian Pavilion's Ten Great Prodigies stepped out and rebuked.

"What? Trying to bully with numbers?" Qin Han slightly raised his eyelids and chuckled, "It's not impossible, but if you want to fight, prepare a king-rank divine weapon first."

"Presumptuous!"

"Get lost, you poor trash!"

Qin Han's divine-gold-like palm swept out like a divine mountain, exploding with a dazzling golden light, violently sending the speaker flying.

A figure shot out like a cannonball, smashing countless boulders and ancient trees along the way, finally embedding itself into an unnamed mountain.

Whether he lived or died was unknown.

"You dare to shout without even a king-rank divine weapon? I think you're tired of living." Qin Han clapped his hands, his relaxed demeanor as if he had just swatted a fly.

"No one has ever dared to humiliate Butian Pavilion like this. You are the first," Mo Yufeng said coldly.

"Then you should give me an award. Preferably forged from Great Luo Silver Essence, otherwise I won't accept it." Qin Han sat grandly atop the zhenmo bell, legs spread.

Mo Yufeng's brow furrowed. He had dominated the younger generation of Heavenly Yang Que for many years, and this was the first time he had encountered such an arrogant person.

"I'd like to see if your strength matches your stubbornness!"

The next moment, Mo Yufeng summoned a large bow shimmering with brilliant runes. Its golden body was forged from a great demon treasure bone.

The bowstring was made from the tendons of a Kui Water Dragon, exceptionally tough.

He erupted with endless radiant light, pulling the bowstring taut with force.

The swirling divine light in his Divine Spirit Eyes intensified, and a terrifying, soul-stirring deterrent force suddenly erupted.

Whoosh!

The wind howled, the arrow feathered brilliantly, like a spearhead, its piercing sound echoing like a thunderclap.

Qin Han's eyes narrowed. He raised his hand to the sky, and the heavens became overcast with dark clouds. A bolt of lightning as thick as a water bucket crashed down.

Rumble...

The lightning completely engulfed the center, shattering countless runes and blazing with blinding light.

"You also possess a great demon treasure technique?" Mo Yufeng immediately saw through it.

"Do you also want to enter the zhenmo bell and keep him company?" A cold glint flashed in Qin Han's golden eyes.

As the two faced each other, what surprised Mo Yufeng was that the other party completely disregarded the Divine Might of his Divine Spirit Eye.

One must know that ordinary beings dared not even look him in the eye.

Previously, a pure-blooded being at Tongqiao Realm, fifth layer, had merely looked at him and had their Divine Soul obliterated, dying on the spot.

Yet Qin Han could look at him calmly, without the slightest abnormality.

"Could it be that he also awakened an Innate Divine Pupil?" Mo Yufeng wondered.

Suddenly, a furious roar came from behind the crowd.

"Qin Han, return my immortal god spring!"

All the beings suddenly turned around, only to see a youth bathed in a silver waterfall of light charging furiously.

Following him were several Tongqiao Realm Martial Artists, all exuding an extraordinary Aura.

"Qiankun Xuanzong has arrived!" Someone exclaimed.

Lu Wenyuan was enraged, his silver light soaring to the sky. A bright moon appeared above his head, containing palaces and ancient trees.

"Qin Han, return my divine object!"

He summoned a hundred-zhang silver ray, and successive crescent moons flew out, sweeping forth.

"I saved you from the tomb, and you're turning on me? Is this how you treat your savior?" Qin Han raised his hand and crushed the silver ray.

immortal god spring?

Everyone immediately caught the keyword.

Their eyes instantly blazed with fervor. They looked at Qin Han as if he were an unparalleled treasure, their greed overflowing.

"No wonder this guy's power is so strong; he refined the immortal god spring."

"If I could use it, I could definitely touch the Tongqiao Realm Extreme Boundary!"

In an instant, Qin Han became the target of all.

Originally, only Butian Pavilion sought to kill him.

Now, he had directly become a coveted prize in the eyes of the three races.

Feeling the many fiery gazes, Qin Han couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

"That brat Lu Wenyuan is repaying kindness with enmity; he's too narrow-minded," Qin Han muttered, pouting.

Whoosh!

A Sword Qi suddenly struck, spiritual power boiling, imbued with Sword Intent, charging forth.

Before Qin Han could react, Chu Jiangnian summoned his Ice and Snow World Anomaly, raising his sword to cut the Sword Qi apart.

"As a son of man, what kind of skill is a sneak attack?" Chu Jiangnian stood with his sword, speaking coldly.

"Kill Qin Han, seize the immortal god spring!"

One call met a hundred responses. Instantly, countless treasure techniques and Martial Skills descended like a timely rain, their light soaring to the heavens!

The Golden Winged Great Peng roared, shaking the mountains and rivers. Endless golden runes intertwined, forming a golden divine sword that suddenly charged out.

This was its Bloodline Divine Ability, imprinted on the treasure bone in its chest, sharp and powerful, capable of destroying everything.

Possessing one-tenth of the Bloodline of the ancient Vicious Beast Golden Winged Great Peng, it had extremely powerful strength, reigning supreme among the Yao Race in Heavenly Yang Que.

"Want the immortal god spring? Come and die for it!"

Qin Han let out a long roar, his violent voice like a great wave washing over sand, shattering countless treasure techniques and Martial Skills.

Beings within a hundred zhang radius spat out blood, their bodies like shattered porcelain vases, falling apart.

At this moment, the golden divine sword descended, burning with blazing divine light, containing ancient vicious might, causing the Void Realm to tremble.

"Good timing!"

Qin Han laughed wildly, raising his hand to summon the Mountain and River Scroll, and the rolling profound yellow Qi condensed into a ten-thousand-zhang divine mountain.

Clang!

The profound yellow Qi and the ancient vicious might continuously collided, erupting in a violent Qi wave that stirred the clouds.

"How did the Legacy treasure of the Tianyang Ancient Dynasty end up in your hands?" A tall youth in a python robe stared with bloodshot eyes.

"No wonder I haven't sensed Third Brother all this time; so you're the culprit."

The Crown Prince of the Tianyang Ancient Dynasty roared, driving an ancient chariot, suddenly charging forth, its brilliant light surging to the heavens, filling the Void Realm.

On the other side, Ling Guanlong, the Young Lord of the fifth-rank power Ling Family in Heavenly Yang Que, shouted loudly:

"How dare you humiliate my cousin, Qin Han, you deserve to die!"

A pure-blooded being of the Golden God Clan also leaped down from a towering ancient tree, his entire body radiating golden divine light, his voice buzzing.

"I sense the Aura of the Silver Royalty on you. Did you dig out their hearts?!"