71: Chapter 71 The whereabouts of Wang Jiabao's body have been found.

Qian Kun's eyes widened as he stared fixedly at Shen Yuanshan, his gaze filled with utter disbelief.

He was a Void Tempering Realm expert who had severed his own cultivation to enter. Although his level had dropped, his Physical Body's strength, spiritual power control, and combat experience were far beyond that of an ordinary Dharma Image Realm Cultivator.

Even against a Cultivator at the Peak of the ninth level of the Dharma Image Realm, he had the ability to defeat them with ease.

But this person before him...

One punch! Just one punch!

He had been beaten to the point where he had no power to fight back!

Was this still the Dharma Image Realm?

“You... how could you possibly be this strong?!”

Qian Kun's voice was trembling.

Shen Yuanshan withdrew his fist and looked down at him from above, a playful arc curling at the corner of his mouth.

“Who told you I was in the Dharma Image Realm?”

Before his voice had even faded, the suppressed aura within his body erupted with a bang!

The Primal Chaos Realm!

A terrifying pressure, extreme to the limit, swept out from his body like a descending mountain, crushing everyone present until they couldn't catch their breath!

Qian Kun's face instantly turned as pale as paper.

The Primal Chaos Realm!

This person from the Blood Rain Pavilion was actually in the Primal Chaos Realm!

“No... impossible...”

He muttered to himself, his eyes full of disbelief.

The entrance to the Secret Realm was protected by a Saint Array; only Cultivators at the Dharma Image Realm and below could pass through.

This was a fact many Cultivators had verified with their lives.

Since this person before him was a Primal Chaos Realm Cultivator, how could he possibly have gotten in?!

Unless...

He recalled Shen Yuanshan's punch from just now and that terrifying power, and a thought suddenly flashed through his mind—

This person used some kind of method to deceive the Saint Array's detection!

“Blood Rain Pavilion... a Holy Land?!”

Qian Kun's voice was shaking.

Could this be the foundation of a Holy Land power?

Shen Yuanshan did not answer, only turning his head to look at Shen Yuanhe.

Shen Yuanhe understood. With a flash of his figure, he appeared before the nine Tiangang Sect Disciples.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Fists and feet flew out, clean and efficient.

The nine Dharma Image Realm Tiangang Sect Disciples didn't even have time to react before they were beaten and left lying scattered across the ground.

Some spat blood, some were unconscious, and some had fainted outright.

Before and after, it took only a few breaths of time.

Shen Yuanhe withdrew his hands and stood still, patting the dust off his palms with a grin. “Third Brother, it's settled.”

Shen Yuanshan nodded and walked over to Qian Kun, looking down at him.

“Hand over your Storage Pouch, and I can give you a quick death.”

Qian Kun trembled all over, followed by a look of mockery appearing on his face.

“Heh, I’ve long been clear on your style of doing things. Even if I give it to you, so what? You still won't let me go!”

“Oh? So you're quite smart?” Shen Yuanhe sneered and stepped down, crushing Qian Kun's Dantian Qi Sea.

“I'm actually quite curious, how did you escape with your life last time?”

Qian Kun hadn't disguised himself, so Shen Yuanhe had naturally recognized long ago that he was one of the three people he had tried to kill that day.

Qian Kun slumped on the ground, his Dantian shattered and his spiritual power dissipating, his face as pale as paper.

But there wasn't a trace of despair in his eyes; instead, a flash of ruthlessness flickered within them.

“You people from the Blood Rain Pavilion... you think you've got me for sure?”

He gritted his teeth, saying each word with a voice that seeped with madness.

Shen Yuanshan raised an eyebrow and looked down at him, his tone playful. “Oh? Even like this, you still have a way to escape?”

“Hehehe...”

A smile was squeezed onto Qian Kun's face, a smile that looked exceptionally hideous.

His whole body began to tremble, and blood-colored patterns emerged on the surface of his skin, spreading out like a spiderweb, dense and shocking to the eye.

Those patterns emitted an eerie red light, and a faint bloody scent began to permeate the air.

Qian Kun let out a hoarse roar, and blood-light surged violently from his body!

“Blood Crow Skyflight!”

Shen Yuanhe's expression changed; he had a deep impression of this move.

Back in Guangnan City, that Daoist Qiu from Blood Crow Mountain had used this very move and nearly managed to escape.

But Shen Yuanshan only gave a cold snort.

“I've been guarding against this!”

Before his voice had even fallen, he took a step forward, his figure appearing before Qian Kun like a phantom. His right hand, fingers like claws, grabbed Qian Kun by the throat.

A spiritual power, thick to the extreme, gushed from his palm like a bursting dam, instantly flooding into Qian Kun's body!

That spiritual power was fierce and domineering. Everywhere it passed, the blood essence that was burning wildly and the rampaging spiritual power within Qian Kun's body were extinguished like a fire doused with a bucket of ice water, instantly subsiding!

“Wh... what?!”

Qian Kun's pupils shrank, and the hideous expression on his face froze.

“You... how could you...”

He hadn't expected the methods of this Blood Rain Pavilion member to be so terrifying, to actually suppress the rampaging spiritual power in his body with just one hand.

“You practiced the Cultivation Technique of Blood Crow Mountain!”

Shen Yuanhe's face was dark. Blood Crow Mountain had already been wiped out; he hadn't expected to encounter its Cultivation Technique again.

He squatted down, grabbed him by the neck, and hoisted him up from the rubble.

“I'm asking you, what is your relationship with Blood Crow Mountain?”

Seeing that the two men's expressions shifted slightly as soon as Blood Crow Mountain was mentioned, Qian Kun was momentarily stunned, but then another thought occurred to him.

Blood Crow Mountain... Blood Rain Pavilion...

Could it be that Blood Crow Mountain was related to the Blood Rain Pavilion?

The reason the Blood Rain Pavilion had targeted him was to investigate the destruction of Blood Crow Mountain?

Yes, it all made sense!

No wonder the people from the Blood Rain Pavilion would come looking for him; it was because he practiced the secret techniques of Blood Crow Mountain!

Thinking of this, he hurriedly said: “Misunderstanding! It's a misunderstanding!”

“I was close friends with Old Ancestor Blood Crow of Blood Crow Mountain. This secret technique was obtained from the hands of Old Ancestor Blood Crow.”

Shen Yuanhe raised an eyebrow. “You say you were close friends with Old Ancestor Blood Crow? How do you prove it?”

“Indeed!” Shen Yuanshan followed up with a question: “The Tiangang Sect is one of the Seven Great Sects, a major sect of the Southern Region and a prestigious righteous sect. You are an Elder of the Tiangang Sect, so how could you be close friends with Old Ancestor Blood Crow?”

Qian Kun's face stiffened, leaving him somewhat speechless.

Blood Crow Mountain had been wiped out by someone; how could he prove it?

Meanwhile, Shen Yuanshan and Shen Yuanhe exchanged looks, sending secret transmissions to each other.

“Third Brother, do you think the mysterious power that wiped out Blood Crow Mountain back then could have been the Tiangang Sect?”

“It's possible. The Tiangang Sect has experts as numerous as clouds; wiping out Blood Crow Mountain would be an easy task.”

“In that case, is that Treasure Body from the Wang Family currently within the Tiangang Sect?”

The expressions of the two men couldn't help but turn a bit more solemn.

When they had wiped out the Wang Family that day, they hadn't found that Treasure Body of the Wang Family, which had always been a thorn in their sides.

A Treasure Body had immense potential. If given enough resource support, they could become a regional hegemon in not many years.

Although the Wang Family's Treasure Body didn't know the truth about the Wang Family being wiped out yet, what if?

If one day the Wang Family's Treasure Body learned the truth, it would be a disaster for their Shen Family!

Shen Yuanshan's face was dark as he stared fixedly at Qian Kun, asking coldly: “Is the Wang Family's Treasure Body, Wang Teng, in your Tiangang Sect?”

“Eh? What Treasure Body?” Qian Kun was a bit dazed. What Wang Family, what Treasure Body? He didn't understand!

“Hah! Playing dumb! You still won't confess honestly!” Shen Yuanhe gave another kick, stepping onto Qian Kun's body.

Qian Kun let out a cry of pain, his face becoming even more deathly pale.

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