575: Chapter 575

The ground was covered in corpses.

The blood was not yet dry.

Those prodigies who had surrounded them earlier were either dead or injured; those still standing had retreated into the distance, none daring to step closer.

There was no relief on the Great Xia Holy Dynasty's side.

Some faces were pale.

Some hands and feet were cold.

These dead people were not ordinary Cultivators.

They were the top tier of young people from various domains.

Behind them stood Imperial Sects, Imperial Dynasties, Ancient Sects, and Longevity Families.

While alive, they were the treasures of their Sects.

This was no minor conflict.

This was a major escalation.

Finally, someone couldn't help but speak.

"It's over."

"Once we go out, they will definitely go crazy."

"Not just Young Master Qin, but we will be targeted as well."

"Great Xia was already weak; this time, I'm afraid it will be uprooted entirely."

As soon as these words were spoken, the suppressed panic surged out all at once.

"What if those people settle the score with the Holy Dynasty?"

"How can we block the Saint Realm experts and Venerables outside?"

Everyone was extremely anxious.

Even Xia Qingyue's expression darkened significantly.

But amidst the chaos, Qin Yun ignored them completely.

He withdrew his gaze, turned, and walked to a relatively intact stone platform, sitting down directly.

Everyone was stunned.

At a time like this...

He actually sat down.

Xia Qingyue took a step closer.

"Young Master Qin, outside—"

Qin Yun raised a hand.

"Don't be noisy for a moment."

"I have serious business to attend to."

A single sentence.

It left everyone speechless.

The people of Great Xia looked at each other, the same thought popping into their minds.

A crowd of top experts is waiting outside to kill.

That doesn't count as serious business?

Qin Yun had already closed his eyes.

Within his Sea of Consciousness, Chen Yang's remnant soul was slightly more solid than usual, but it was still just a remnant soul, far from truly taking shape.

Qin Yun released the immortal medicine.

As soon as the ancient medicine appeared, its medicinal Qi immediately spread out.

Chen Yang's remnant soul trembled slightly.

"The medicinal power of this thing is too fierce."

"I will assist you in refining the medicinal power."

With those words, the Immortal Sutra was activated first.

A layer of steady and heavy dao rhyme descended, first stabilizing the connection between Chen Yang's remnant soul and the immortal medicine.

The medicinal power did not dissipate.

The remnant soul was not shattered by the surge.

Immediately after, the Body Scripture unfolded.

Fine patterns spread out in mid-air, slowly building a crude human outline.

No flesh and blood.

No bones.

Just an empty frame capable of holding the medicinal power.

Chen Yang let out a muffled groan.

As soon as the medicinal power entered the remnant soul, his entire form began to tremble.

It was too painful.

Not the pain of a Physical Body.

It was the agony of the remnant soul being reshaped—being torn apart bit by bit and then reassembled.

Qin Yun did not stop.

The Immortal Sutra continued to suppress.

The Body Scripture continued to build.

At the most critical moment, the remnant page he had brought out from the deeper levels also floated up.

The remnant page made no great movement.

It only shed a wisp of ancient Dao intent, which fell precisely between Chen Yang's remnant soul and that empty shell.

With this, the medicinal power that had been fiercely resisting immediately became compliant.

Chen Yang shuddered.

The empty shell also shuddered.

The two finally showed signs of truly interlocking.

Qin Yun's gaze darkened as he applied another layer of pressure.

The medicinal power moved inward.

The remnant soul sank inward.

That outline was finally no longer just empty.

First, a section of the spine appeared.

Then came the lines of the chest and abdomen.

Next were the arms.

Incomplete.

Still with missing parts.

But it was no longer a phantom.

It was a body.

Chen Yang snapped his eyes open.

That remnant soul, which previously would have dispersed with a breath, could now stand steadily in mid-air.

The outline was incomplete.

His aura was far from its Peak.

But he was finally no longer just a flicker of thought residing in a ring.

He had a preliminary, though damaged, body.

Chen Yang looked down at his hands, silent for a long time.

Finally, he only uttered a single phrase.

"It's done."

Qin Yun withdrew his hands.

Sweat had appeared on his brow.

This step was not easy.

But he had finally pushed through.

At that moment, the entire Ancient Chaos Ruins suddenly shook.

Boom.

The ground cracked open.

Distant broken mountains collapsed.

The grayish-white sky above began to shrink, and layers of ancient Laws pressed down.

The time limit was up.

"The ruins are closing!"

Someone shouted in alarm.

The people of Great Xia, who had just caught their breath, felt their hearts hang in suspense again.

The force of spatial retraction came very quickly.

The edges of the Stone Tablet area began to blur.

The entire Rift Valley area became even more indistinct.

No one could resist it.

Qin Yun stood up and took Chen Yang back into the ring.

The next moment, the entire space suddenly swirled.

Everyone was simultaneously covered by the teleportation force.

Boom!

Their vision blurred.

When they opened their eyes again, they had already returned to the outside world.

The moment they emerged, the surroundings were dead silent.

That silence was not peaceful.

It was the silence of too many people holding their breath at once.

Outside the ruins, the Flying Boats of various factions were still parked where they had been.

Figures stood in mid-air.

There were Dao Protectors.

There were Sect Elders.

There were Imperial Dynasty experts.

There were those in the Saint Realm.

And there were Venerables.

They were originally just waiting for their own people to come out.

But now, as they swept their gazes over, many people's expressions changed instantly.

The numbers were wrong.

Too many were missing.

As some prodigies who had survived landed, they were immediately grabbed by their Elders.

"What happened?"

"Where are the others?"

"Why didn't the Imperial Son come out?"

"Where is the Saintess?"

No one could hide it.

The news spread extremely fast.

After only a moment, these top experts outside had already pieced together the general truth.

A large number of top prodigies had died in the Ancient Chaos Ruins.

The culprit almost all pointed to the same person.

Qin Yun.

And at this moment, Qin Yun stood at the front of the Great Xia Holy Dynasty group.

He was alive.

He stood very steadily.

At this moment, the surroundings fell silent.

Terribly silent.

Xia Qingyue only felt a chill down her spine.

She finally understood that the panic back in the ruins was not for nothing.

Because now, the true reckoning had come.

A breath later.

The first wave of killing intent exploded.

Boom!

A Dao Venerable looked up, his eyes red, the Laws around him spiraling out of control, and his voice trembling.

"Ant!"

"You dare kill my Sect's Imperial Son!"

Immediately after, a second, third, fourth... waves of terrifying auras rose simultaneously.

Some were so angry they laughed.

Some directly raised their hands to lock onto Qin Yun.

A Saint Realm figure even took a step forward, no longer bothering with any pretense.

"Hand him over."

"If he doesn't die today, no one should think of leaving."

"The Great Xia Holy Dynasty must also provide an explanation."

Pressure descended layer upon layer.

The legs of several young people on the Great Xia side were shaking.

Some were deathly pale.

Some had already fallen into despair.

Because the ones staring down Qin Yun weren't just one or two factions.

It was a vast number.

Venerable Realm.

Saint Realm.

Gaze after gaze fell, almost freezing the very world.

Xia Qingyue withstood that pressure, blood seeping from the corners of her mouth.

She still gritted her teeth and stood at the front.

But she knew very well in her heart.

If these people truly attacked together, Great Xia could not protect him at all.

At this time, someone spoke coldly.

"He killed quite happily in the ruins."

"Now, it's time to pay the debt."

On the other side, a Saint Realm expert slowly raised his hand.

"First cripple him, then search his soul."

A great battle could break out at any moment.

Everyone's eyes were fixed on Qin Yun.

But from beginning to end, Qin Yun's expression had not changed.

He stood in the center of countless killing intents, his hem fluttering slightly, without even a frown.

It was as if the person being stared down by the entire field wasn't him.

But someone else.

Between heaven and earth, only a stifling killing intent remained.

In the next moment, it seemed it would completely explode.