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903: Chapter 892 Qingwan, what do you think about this matter?

After the eleven native experts all perished, fragments of Profound Truth in various colors began to emerge in the Void Realm.

Qin Yan looked into the distance, and the types of these Profound Truths were rather chaotic.

There were Palm Dao Profundity, sword Dao Profound Truth, Saber Dao Profound Truth, and fist Dao Profound Truth; their quantities were not large, with each type accounting for about one ten-thousandth.

With a casual wave of his hand, Qin Yan gathered all these scattered Profound Truth fragments floating in the Void Realm into his body.

Afterwards, he picked out that one ten-thousandth share of the sword Dao Profound Truth and casually handed it to Huang Jiuli beside him.

Anyway, stuffing so many Profound Truths into his body all at once would only lead to them being sealed, so it was better to give them to his friend.

As it happened, Huang Jiuli used a sword.

"Qin Yan, this is too precious, I cannot accept it," Huang Jiuli hastily declined.

As for things like Profound Truth, no one would ever think they had too many.

"Take it. Sword Dao Profound Truth is of no use to me, but it is immensely beneficial to you."

Without waiting for Huang Jiuli to decline further, Qin Yan finished speaking, his figure flashed, and he directly descended into the ruins of Vajra Temple.

Watching Qin Yan's figure disappear into the ruins, Huang Jiuli's pair of phoenix eyes flashed with a faint light.

Yet she still carefully stored this precious sword Dao Profound Truth into her body, and then chased after the direction of Qin Yan.

Thus, this world-shaking battle that had attracted the gazes of all factions in the entire East Territory and even the entire Cangwu Small World came to an end with such a crushing, unilateral suppression.

After witnessing this battle with their own eyes, the Holy Land Disciples and native faction experts from the outside world were all deeply shocked in their hearts.

At this moment, Zhao Wuji finally understood completely why the Holy Land made an exception for Qin Yan and sent him to the Temple of Time to Cultivate.

For no other reason than that this Qin Yan was simply too much of a Prodigy.

"With Qin Yan in the East Courtyard, who else can compete with him in this generation?"

Zhao Wuji muttered in a low voice, then turned around without looking back and left this battlefield that had dealt him a heavy blow.

Looking at the ruins below and the lingering Yin-Yang Qi in the Void Realm, Jiang Yunyan's expression in his eyes was unprecedentedly solemn.

He originally thought that his bitter Cultivation during this period had narrowed the gap between him and Qin Yan.

But now, after seeing with his own eyes the opponent effortlessly crushing five Grandmaster Peak and six Grandmaster Late Stage experts single-handedly against eleven, he finally understood just how large the chasm between the two of them had become.

"This Qin Yan is simply inhuman."

Jiang Yunyan muttered to himself in a low voice, and likewise turned and left the place.

He had to inform the other Holy Land Disciples of Qin Yan's terrifying nature; otherwise, with Qin Yan around, how would it ever be their turn to obtain the Origin of this Cangwu Small World?

Those native faction experts who watched the battle from the shadows but never dared to make a move from beginning to end also quietly retreated amidst solemn expressions.

The sky of the East Territory had completely changed from this day forth.

An outsider named Qin Yan lorded over this ancient and vast land with a posture that no one had ever anticipated.

Inside Vajra Temple, the aftermath of the previous battle still lingered above the scarred ruins, and the air was filled with the lingering scent of blood interwoven with faint fluctuations of Yin-Yang Qi.

With his hands behind his back, Qin Yan stood in front of a fractured beam and pillar of the Buddhist hall, scanning his gaze across the ancient temple that he had personally razed to the ground, and said in a calm tone: "Jiuli, later you and I will go to the outside world to spread a piece of news."

"What news?"

Huang Jiuli put away her sword and turned to look at him.

"Just say that seven days from now, any East Territory factions that do not come to Vajra Temple to proactively surrender, I, Qin Yan, will visit them one by one."

Hearing this, Huang Jiuli's heart shook violently.

Qin Yan's move was tantamount to declaring war on all factions across the entire East Territory simultaneously.

The seven-day deadline was the time given for those factions to consider.

Seven days later, if they did not come to surrender, Qin Yan would visit them in person.

This meant that Qin Yan was already prepared to make an enemy of the entire East Territory.

"Alright."

Huang Jiuli took a deep breath, suppressing all the shock and worry in her heart, and simply responded with a single word.

Afterwards, the two found a group of local Martial Artists near Vajra Temple.

After a round of "kind and friendly" communication just like the last time, this news spread like it grew wings toward the East Territory and even the entire Cangwu Small World.

After the news spread, the entire East Territory instantly boiled over as if a heavy bomb had been dropped into it.

The reactions of various factions varied—some were furious, some were terrified, and some had no reaction at all.

Those who were furious were the major factions that fancied themselves having a profound foundation; in their view, Qin Yan's action was simply a blatant provocation to their majesty.

A mere Middle Stage Grandmaster alien fiend, relying on some bizarre means to destroy a Vajra Temple, truly thought he could run rampant in the East Territory.

Those who were terrified were the factions whose strength was comparable to Vajra Temple. Even a favored Son of Heaven blessed by the World Origin like Jinchan could not withstand a single move from Qin Yan; what would they use to block him?

Those Sects that considered themselves inferior to Vajra Temple were even more panic-stricken day and night, fearing that the white-robed god of slaughter would appear before their mountain gates seven days later.

And those who had no reaction to this were the true top-tier factions of the East Territory.

In their eyes, Qin Yan's move was merely the arrogant act of a clown, not worth their excessive attention.

Naturally, those major factions and small-to-medium factions would not sit idly by and wait for death, and they successively began to frequently communicate in secret.

Exchanging every piece of intelligence regarding Qin Yan and discussing countermeasures with each other.

Soon, the prototype of a massive Alliance quietly took shape in the dark.

They would exhaust the power of the entire East Territory, gather at Vajra Temple, and jointly execute this alien fiend who dared to provoke the entire East Territory.

North Territory.

Su Qingwan and Lin Ruoxi stood side by side on the Peak of a snowy mountain, one of the two women possessing a noble temperament like a descending imperial princess, and the other dressed in a white robe, elegant like a Fairy of a book pavilion.

At this moment, they had just received the news transmitted from the East Territory. A trace of undisguised shock flashed across both of their equally exquisite yet distinctly temperamented faces.

Scattering ten thousand methods with a single word, breaking the golden body with a single word—has this Qin Yan already grown this powerful?

"Qingwan, what is your view on this matter?" Lin Ruoxi took the lead to ask, her cold and aloof eyes flashing with thoughtful light.

"Qin Yan's method is very powerful, bearing a striking resemblance to the characteristics of certain great Divine Abilities in legends. If I am not mistaken, it is very likely that he has awakened some kind of Origin Divine Ability."

Su Qingwan slowly analyzed.

Origin Divine Ability was a type of Divine Ability that best matched the Martial Artist and Cultivator themselves, and its power would grow synchronously with the improvement of the practitioner's Realm.

(Posted in advance, hehe~)

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