C91 The Tyrant Immortal Slashing!!

Qingqian was taken aback, unable to hide her astonishment.

Qin Buyi's strike was absolutely fearsome!

Moments earlier, his Killing Saber had unleashed a black blade light of unparalleled dominance.

Qingqian's sword met the dark energy, only to be cleaved in two, the blade light continuing its relentless path to strike her shoulder before racing off toward the horizon.

She coughed up a copious amount of blood and cast a look at Qin Buyi, clearly his skill with the saber had surpassed her wildest expectations.

"Crack!"

A sharp snap echoed from the remnants of Qingqian's sword.

"Crack!"

Seconds later, the blade was riddled with fractures.

"Bang!"

The sword shattered, its fragments scattering in every direction.

Qin Buyi taunted, "Qingqian, with your sword in ruins, how do you plan to continue our battle?"

"Is this the vaunted gap between the Tribulation Crossing Stage and the Combination Stage?"

"It hardly seems significant!"

Blood seeped from the wound on Qingqian's shoulder, staining her garments. She retrieved a healing pill from her storage ring and swallowed it; the bleeding ceased almost instantly. Within moments, her shoulder was as good as new.

Meanwhile, a stir arose within Azure Sun City.

An imposing black blade light had just streaked across its sky.

With the former City Lord, Nan Tianlong, gone alongside the Third Prince, the new lord's powers were modest, merely at the Nascent Infant Late Period.

The capabilities of the others were even less impressive, with the Wang family's patriarch, Wang Zong, only at the Nascent Infant Early Period.

Confronted with Qin Buyi's full-force Tribulation Crossing slash, everyone was gripped by a profound sense of dread, fearing a single misstep could lead to their utter annihilation.

Wang Zong, standing within the Wang family compound, stared toward the vanished trail of the black blade light and murmured, "Such dread... What manner of warrior wields the power to deliver a blow so devastating?"

"The direction of the attack... it seems to have originated from the Falling Star Mountain Range."

"To unleash such formidable power from such a great distance is truly astounding."

Wang Zong gazed toward the Falling Star Mountain Range, pondering the events unfolding within.

Despite his curiosity about the occurrences in the mountain range, Wang Zong harbored no desire to investigate.

Even the smallest ripple from their clash could easily claim his life a dozen times over.

Only a fool would rush towards such danger.

He was not alone in his thinking.

Since Qin Buyi had slain all the Demon Kings within the Falling Star Mountain Range,

the peril it once posed had significantly diminished, to the point where Wang Zong had nearly put it out of his mind.

Today, however, the once dormant Falling Star Mountain Range was brought back to the forefront of the minds of Azure Sun City's mightiest.

Qingqian, left with nothing but a bare hilt, tossed it aside without a second thought.

With a look of frustration, she exclaimed, "Had you not swindled the crimson blade from me, your sword would never have breached my defenses!"

Qin Buyi produced a crimson longsword from his Storage Space, brandishing it before asking, "Is this the one you mean?"

Upon seeing the sword in Qin Buyi's possession, Qingqian's eyes sparkled. "Yes, that's the one," she confirmed.

In a playful tone, Qin Buyi inquired, "Do you want it back?"

To his surprise, Qingqian turned away dismissively, "Keep it. I've no use for it now."

Qin Buyi, taken aback, sought confirmation, "Is that so?"

A sly grin spread across Qingqian's face as she retorted, "Of course not. Why would I ever part with my belongings?"

"You've been duped, you fool!"

With a swift gesture and a command, "Crimson, return!" the sword attempted to escape Qin Buyi's grasp.

But Qin Buyi was quick to act, securing the crimson longsword firmly in his grip.

Qingqian sneered, "Did you really think you could prevent me from reclaiming my crimson blade?"

After Qingqian had her say, the crimson vanished from Qin Buyi's grasp.

Staring at his now-empty hand, Qin Buyi seemed lost in thought.

The crimson reappeared in Qingqian's possession. "Qin Buyi, if you insist on keeping the crimson in that peculiar space of yours, I'm truly at a loss," she stated.

"But your folly lies in taking it out. Did you really think it would be so easy to claim what's mine?"

Qin Buyi let out a soft sigh. "Alas, I never imagined that one day the eagle I played with would turn and peck out my eye."

With a smug tone, Qingqian taunted, "Little thief, filled with regret now, aren't you? Haha."

Qin Buyi responded earnestly, "My heart is indeed brimming with remorse, which is why I've resolved to forever seal away the rest of your treasures in my Storage Space."

Qingqian initially reveled in her triumph, but her joy faltered as Qin Buyi finished his declaration.

Without Qin Buyi retrieving Qingqian's treasures, she was truly out of options.

A feeling akin to trading a watermelon for a sesame seed crept into Qingqian's heart.

Brandishing her crimson sword at Qin Buyi, she declared, "Qin Buyi, return my treasures now, and I'll let you live. Otherwise..."

Qin Buyi challenged her, "Otherwise, what? Realized you can't kill me, so now you're offering mercy?"

"Didn't you vow to subject me to a torturous death? And now you're backpedaling?"

"Qingqian, I'm right here waiting for you to make your move. Come on, do it!"

Qingqian retorted, "You..."

"Sword Technique of the Heavenly Desolation, Divine Lock!"

Crimson light blazed from her sword, enveloping Qin Buyi in its glow.

"Since you're so ungrateful, I'll grant your wish," Qingqian declared coldly.

The glowing light morphed into chains that ensnared Qin Buyi tightly.

He struggled against the chains, but they remained unyielding.

"Sword Technique of the Heavenly Desolation, Divine Thrust!"

A beam of light formed on the crimson sword, quickly dimming as it lunged towards Qin Buyi.

With a hint of exasperation, Qin Buyi remarked, "Not this move again!"

Qingqian sneered, "Well, if you're going to refuse the toast, you might as well face the consequences. Off to hell with you!"

With a thunderous cry, Qin Buyi invoked, "Eight Nine Profound Arts, Heavenly Transformation!"

The sound of chains cracking echoed as Qin Buyi's form expanded massively.

With a final snap, the chains binding him broke apart as his body reached a colossal thousand feet.

The Killing Saber materialized within Qin Buyi's sea of consciousness, poised for battle.

As Qingqian's sword light bore down upon him, Qin Buyi, without hesitation, commanded the Killing Saber to meet the assault, grinding the sword light into dust.

Freed from the confines of his consciousness, the Killing Saber swelled to several dozen meters, now firmly grasped in Qin Buyi's hand.

"You'll find that the same trick won't work on me twice," Qin Buyi informed Qingqian.

Gazing up at the towering figure of Qin Buyi, Qingqian murmured in awe, "The stuff of legends... the Heavenly Transformation! It's said that in ancient times, only a handful could master it. How do you possess such an earth-shattering legacy?"

"Who in the world are you?"

Qin Buyi replied with a hint of pride, "Not bad, you've recognized the Heavenly Transformation. Let me tell you, I am the reincarnation of a Prehistoric Almighty. Shouldn't you little foxes be bowing down before me?"