109: Tiezhu comes

Qin Feng stood in the Void Realm, suspended in mid-air.

Countless purple Flying Swords surrounded him, like a God of Slaughter descended, about to begin a massacre.

"Big Brother, your... your Sword Formation looks really powerful."

Lu Xiuwen looked at the surrounding Flying Swords, pointing his finger to count them one by one, but it seemed at his current Rank, he couldn't count them all...

On the other side.

The black-robed person also recalled the nine iron balls to his side, looking at Qin Feng with a wary expression, clearly having recognized the extraordinary nature of the Immortal Execution Sword Formation.

"Go!"

Qin Feng didn't bother to waste time with them, reaching out and pointing fiercely at the few people, directly unleashing his strongest killing move, the Immortal Execution Style!

Buzz buzz buzz!

As Qin Feng's spiritual Qi was instantly emptied, the ninety-nine Flying Swords merely trembled a few times before immediately transforming into tens of thousands of purple lights. Some of these lights were formed by spiritual Qi, while others were solid Flying Swords, making it difficult to distinguish between real and fake.

Once the Immortal Execution Style was formed, it immediately charged towards the few people from the Ghost King Sect, and countless sword chants instantly echoed in the Void Realm.

Seeing a Sword Formation of such a scale, the few people from the Ghost King Sect all realized its extraordinary power. The black-robed person immediately spoke:

"Fellow Daoist, please show mercy, we are people of the Ghost King Sect!"

"The wooden stakes left within your Sect's mountain gate bear no ill will; we are merely tracking a Loose Cultivator according to the Sect's instructions!"

"If you kill us, the Sect's Old Ancestor will not let you off!"

...

The expressions of the few people changed drastically. Some begged for mercy, while others threatened. Qin Feng, however, paid them no mind, and the Immortal Execution Sword Formation reached them in the blink of an eye.

Shields, Magical Artifacts for defense... all sorts of protective measures disintegrated in an instant, and the few people were completely killed in the blink of an eye.

Corpses, Magical Artifacts, Flying Boats... various items lost their spiritual Qi infusion and immediately began to shrink, falling towards the ground.

Qin Feng collected all the items into his qiankun bag, then put the corpses of the few people into his qiankun bag, scattered three Devouring Demon Talismans to clean up the scene, and only then did he return with Lu Xiuwen.

"Big Brother, that Sword Formation move you just used was so cool! Can you teach me?"

"Big Brother, why did you collect their corpses?"

"So boring, Big Brother, why aren't you talking?"

On the way back, Lu Xiuwen kept chattering, while Qin Feng's brows were tightly furrowed, remaining silent.

After entering the Wo Niu Mountain Formation, Qin Feng immediately fully activated the Hiding from the Heavens Formation, then returned to his Immortal Cave to continue his secluded cultivation.

On the other side.

On a mountain peak among the mountains.

As soon as Qin Feng and Lu Xiuwen left, countless figures immediately converged towards this direction, including several Nascent Soul stage cultivators, each exuding an extremely cold aura.

When everyone gathered on the mountain peak, countless black demonic mists were still rolling in the nearby gully. Wood, stones, soil, spiritual Qi... all sorts of things were targets for these black mists to devour.

Everyone showed expressions of shock at this scene.

"Such methods are indeed brilliant; all traces of aura and such have been completely devoured. There's no way to track them!"

The leading Nascent Soul stage cultivator revealed a helpless expression in his eyes, then he asked the others:

"Do any of you have a good way to find the culprit?"

"Recently, our Ghost King Sect has been setting up Soul-tracking Stakes everywhere, thus offending many reclusive individuals. I suspect these few people might have provoked a powerful Cultivator in secluded cultivation nearby."

"If we search back along the locations where they set up the Soul-tracking Stakes, there's a high probability we can find the culprit!"

"If we find a powerful Cultivator, how do we deal with them?"

"A powerful Cultivator who kills people will destroy the bodies and traces to prevent being tracked?"

Everyone fell silent.

Among the crowd.

Han Tiezhu held two bone claws in his hand, looking thoughtfully towards the direction of Wo Niu Mountain not far away. He could already guess in his heart that this matter was most likely related to Qin Feng, because the Ghost King Sect's large-scale deployment of Soul-tracking Stakes was precisely to capture the person holding the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron.

As everyone hesitated whether to search along the route, Han Tiezhu spoke:

"Fellow Elders, to be able to kill Senior Brother Han and the others in such a short time, I believe the one who acted must have considerable strength and decisive methods. Moreover, he should also be the kind of person who doesn't want to cause trouble. If we rashly go looking for him, something bad might happen."

"Well said."

The leading Nascent Soul stage cultivator nodded.

Cultivating to this Realm, just a step away from the Nascent Soul Stage, no one was willing to fight fiercely with Cultivators of the same Rank. After all, if they died, they were truly dead; only by living could they have a chance to become stronger.

Soon, another Nascent Soul stage cultivator spoke with a difficult expression: "Then who will be responsible for this route now?"

Hearing this question, everyone fell silent again.

After all, there was already a precedent proving that the people in this direction were not to be provoked. Whoever took over here would inevitably face danger, so all the Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators lowered their heads and remained silent.

Han Tiezhu glanced at them, then spoke: "I'll do it."

"Senior Brother Han is mighty!"

"Ever since Senior Brother Han joined the Sect, I knew Senior Brother Han was someone destined for great things!"

Hearing that Han Tiezhu was willing to take over this mess, the many Foundation Establishment Stage Cultivators immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"If you take over the work here, you'll be the only one left. The others won't come to help you. Can you do it?"

The leading Nascent Soul stage cultivator frowned and looked at Han Tiezhu.

"Elder, rest assured, I definitely won't drop the ball!"

"Alright then, I will report the matters here to the Sect Master. If you encounter anyone looking for trouble, absolutely do not fight them head-on!"

"Yes!"

The people from the Ghost King Sect came quickly and left quickly. After arranging the next steps, they immediately departed, as the Soul-tracking Stakes in other places had not yet been placed.

They had to place Soul-tracking Stakes in all territories of Jin Country and Zhao Country within one day!

"Damn it, go ahead and search all you want. You probably won't find anyone even if you search until you die."

After the Sect members left, Han Tiezhu immediately concealed his aura and quickly rushed towards Wo Niu Mountain.

At this moment.

Inside the Wo Niu Mountain Formation.

Qin Feng was also paying attention to the previous direction. He felt people gathering and then leaving before he relaxed.

Just as Qin Feng was about to return to his Immortal Cave for secluded cultivation, Lu Xiuwen immediately pointed to the Void Realm:

"Big Brother, it seems someone is coming!"

Qin Feng turned around and glanced, saying nothing, just waiting quietly. When he saw the person holding two bone claws, he directly opened the Formation and let him in.

"Deputy Hall Master?"

Sensing Han Tiezhu's aura, Lu Xiuwen immediately showed a surprised expression.

Han Tiezhu nodded to him, then said to Qin Feng with a serious expression:

"Feng Ge, what kind of trouble have you gotten into? Now someone is making our Ghost King Sect widely deploy Soul-tracking Stakes in Jin Country and Zhao Country!"

"What kind of trouble could I get into? It's nothing more than killing a few people who came to trouble me and collecting their souls into the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron."

Qin Feng was full of vexation, and Han Tiezhu also felt a headache, speaking:

"The person looking for you seems to be a Nascent Soul Stage Old Ancestor. We can't afford to provoke such a person!"

The two discussed for a while and finally decided to put the remnant souls from the Ten Thousand Demons Cauldron into the Ten Thousand Souls Banner.

On one hand, it could enhance Han Tiezhu's cultivation, and on the other hand, refining the remnant souls could yield a lot of information.

Know yourself and your enemy, and you will never be defeated.