The desolate sound, like an ancient horn, tore through the sky, the sound waves carrying the pressure of Pure Yang sweeping across the Profound Sun Sect.

As the sound echoed, intense Yang energy surged visibly, rapidly transforming the heavens and earth.

Four crimson pillars of qi burst from the ground, soaring in the cardinal directions. The giant pillar of black iron pierced through the sea of clouds with thunder and fire, with the ancient Pure Yang script engraved on the pillar shimmering like living creatures.

The entire mountain gate instantly transformed into a furnace; the blue stone steps branded with scorch marks, the pond water boiled like a cauldron, and even the white steam exhaled ignited with eerie blue flames in the air.

Outside the sect.

Zhang Chunyang stepped out of the main hall, with the hem of his white robe still stained with embers.

The Great Elder's sweat droplets fell to the ground, sizzling and steaming, his withered fingers grinding a jade thumb ring into powder: "You used the Yang Elixir accumulated by our sect to form this array, do you wish to end the Profound Sun Sect's lineage?"

Zhang Chunyang formed the Pure Yang Power within his sleeve into a crimson golden stream of fire, transforming it into a three-inch small sword in his palm: "Today, I am here to atone for my sins. This sinful body can only be cleansed with blood."

The Great Elder suddenly laughed maniacally, pointing to the sky: "To slay demons and exorcise evil, just by your hand!"

"Who do you think you are, just an old fool poisoned and useless!"

"Master Qian, forget about the Yang Elixir, quickly kill this old bastard!"

As the words fell, a rustling sound suddenly came from the distance.

Qianyuan dragged his centipede-like lower body, winding his way over: "Old man, you even forsake your own flesh and blood?"

The young man hanging on the venomous hook suddenly awoke, screaming in terror: "Father, save me!"

Zhang Chunyang raised his right hand, his fingertips blooming with Pure Yang Power.

The Pure Yang Finger Force pierced through the young man's forehead in an instant, his skull bursting into a bloody lotus.

Zhang Chunyang's eyes flashed with a trace of sorrow: "My great mistake as a father was not hiding the events of the past from you but rather the naive hope that a poisonous child could be taught."

Qianyuan was stunned, suddenly breaking into a sharp laugh between his fangs: "They say humans value family bonds, today I've witnessed the contrary. Old bastard, you are truly heartless. Since that's so, I'll take your life!"

As the words fell, two more figures appeared.

Zhang Chunyang frowned deeply: "Three Gui Cang Realm centipedes?"

Beside Qianyuan, stood a centipede monster on each side, each possessing the strength of the Returning to Storage Realm.

Qianyuan laughed loudly: "The Pure Yang Array? Suppressing toxins?"

"How can you fight three?"

The Great Elder pointed at Zhang Chunyang, sneering: "Old bastard, one more chance. You still have a Yang Elixir; if you hand it over, I shall grant you a quick death on old friendship grounds."

Zhang Chunyang coldly glanced at the Great Elder: "Noisy, it is because of scum like you that the crisis in Lingzhou remains unresolved."

The Great Elder's face turned blue and then white, then he waved his sleeve: "Master Qian, kill him, I no longer want the Yang Elixir!"

Realizing the situation had escalated this far, he knew persisting for the Yang Elixir might lead to uncontrollable outcomes.

At this moment, over a hundred disciples of the Profound Sun Sect had already gathered behind the Great Elder.

These were his loyal followers.

Seeing this, Zhang Chunyang showed a trace of helplessness.

He initially thought there was only one Gui Cang Realm monster, Qianyuan, whom he could suppress with the Pure Yang Array, then kill.

Unexpectedly, there were two more Gui Cang Realm monsters.

Even with the Pure Yang Array, how could he fight against three at once?

"Fortunately, they've already withdrawn."

Zhang Chunyang thought to himself: "At least my sins are slightly reduced, and I shall kill as many as I can now."

With this thought, Zhang Chunyang's robes billowed as he prepared to fight.

But just then, a voice rang out, attracting everyone's attention.

The side hall's main door burst open with a loud noise.

Once Zhang Chunyang saw this, he was immediately taken aback.

"You didn't leave!"

Qin An's cold star at his waist unsheathed with a dragon's roar, with dozens of Bronze Commanders behind him arrayed like an iron wall.

The Great Elder paused in surprise.

Qianyuan and the other two centipede monsters exchanged looks, their gaze falling on Sang Yang and the wild ox.

"Is this your strategy?"

Zhang Chunyang: "..."

He truly hadn't expected Qin An to actually stay behind.

Qin An turned his head, glanced at Sang Yang, the blade pointing towards the horde of monsters: "Senior, please."

Sang Yang took out a box of silver needles from his bosom: "I haven't matched anyone in a long time, I'm a bit rusty. Time for these old bones to move."

With that, he mounted the wild ox.

The wild ox bellowed, the power of a Pseudo-God in the Gui Cang Realm erupted, transforming into a shadow, heading to the center of the battlefield.

At this moment, a three-on-three situation had formed, a heavy atmosphere looming over everyone's hearts.

Zhang Chunyang used the Pure Yang Array to guide and restrain the injuries within his body, knowing now was no time to waste.

Then, an overwhelming force of Pure Yang Power surged through him, and Zhang Chunyang became a shadow, rushing straight at Qianyuan.

The battle was about to ignite.

The centipede monster, Qianyuan, waved his hands, layers of dark green mist with a decadent aura clashed with Zhang Chunyang's Pure Yang Power.

In a short time, they had exchanged dozens of moves.

After returning to storage, even the aftermath of the battle was enough to instill fear.

The other two centipede monsters wanted to advance and assist Qianyuan, only to be stopped by a silver needle.

Sang Yang dismounted from the wild ox, shaking his head: "Your opponents are me."

The Gui Cang Realm centipede monster growled: "Elder of the Hundred Medicine Valley, do you mean to oppose the Thousand-legged Cave? Beware of inviting disaster!"

Sang Yang shook his head: "Humans and monsters are natural enemies; there's no such thing as inviting disaster. Besides, I promised young friend Qin An, naturally, I shall aid him."

Qin An?

As Qianyuan fought fiercely with Zhang Chunyang, he heard this and his gaze swept over to Qin An not far away, his eyes suddenly sparkled fiercely.

"The Sixth Elder of the Fire Crow Race has offered a heavy reward for his head; capturing Qin An means a great reward!"

Earlier, he was instructing the Great Elder to search for Qin An's whereabouts, not realizing he was so close yet seemingly so far.

Despite being blocked, they still had the Great Elder and others.

Qianyuan's words made the Great Elder grit his teeth before waving at the numerous disciples.

Above them was a battle, and he needed to hinder Qin An and the patrol commanders.

Otherwise, if they interfered with the battle, something dangerous might occur.

The numerous Profound Sun Sect disciples advanced, exuding a terrifying force of Pure Yang Power.

Qin An raised his cold star, pointing into the distance: "Engage!"

No more words were needed.

The Mountain Patrol Officer naturally prioritizes the outcome.

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone drew their weapons from their waists and attacked the disciples of the Profound Sun Sect in unison.

Although the Profound Sun Sect had over a hundred disciples, the foundation of the Mountain Patrol Officer was terrifying; each had a cultivation of Jade Bone Realm Perfection.

In Qin An's hand, a cold gleam flashed, and the power of ice and fire covered the blade. With a casual swipe, several heads flew into the air.

Liao Yang's cultivation had reached its peak; his axe was incredibly fierce. Every time it fell, several lives were lost.

Wuo Lin, although somewhat temperamental, was truly strong in combat.

Every point of her long staff could pierce through the chests of several people.

As for the other Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers, they all displayed their own unique techniques at this moment.

In just a few breaths, more than half of the Profound Sun Sect's disciples were dead.

In contrast, the Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers only had slightly dirty sleeves.

Seeing this, the Grand Elder, hidden among the disciples, had a resolute look in his eyes.

He took note of each disciple's expression, knowing they were overcome with fear and no longer had the will to fight.

The Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers were too terrifying, each possessing secret techniques and a profound foundation.

"If this continues, I will surely die; therefore, I should just break through to Returning to Storage."

The Grand Elder took a deep breath, having made up his mind.

If today's event was lost, there was no way he could survive.

Not to mention, the other elders of the Profound Sun Sect had already fallen victim to his poison.

In addition to colluding with the Thousand-legged Cave, if this news got out, even a hundred heads wouldn't be enough for him.

Only by killing everyone and covering up today's events could he have a slim chance of survival.

Returning to Storage is still better than death!

With this thought in mind, the Grand Elder no longer suppressed his cultivation, and released all restraints.

The next moment, the Grand Elder felt a sudden surge, as if something within him shattered.

A terrifying power flooded into his heart.

In just a few breaths, he stepped from Jade Bone Realm into the Gui Cang Realm.

At this moment, Liao Yang had already charged forward, raising his axe aiming at the Grand Elder's head, with a mocking expression in his eyes.

"How dare a mere Jade Bone Realm Perfection oppose the Evil Extermination Bureau?"

As the axe was about to descend, Liao Yang sensed something different.

The Grand Elder's aura surged, and he had already stepped into Gui Cang.

Being closer, Liao Yang felt the Grand Elder's cold gaze.

A terrifying yang energy gathered throughout the Grand Elder's body. The Grand Elder roared and pressed towards Liao Yang's chest.

"Mountain Patrol brat, die!"

Liao Yang's face turned exceedingly pale, unable to evade.

If he took this blow, he would definitely shatter like tofu.

Just as he thought he was doomed, a straight blade suddenly pierced through the night, aiming for the Grand Elder's hands.

"Boom!"

The Ice Flame Extinction Saber unleashed the full force of three strikes.

The terrifying yang energy clashed with the force of ice and fire, sending Liao Yang flying several zhang away.

It was precisely this blast that saved Liao Yang's life.

"Thank you, Mr. Qin!"

Liao Yang hastily expressed his gratitude.

If Qin An hadn't intervened, he likely would have ended up as a pile of bones.

The Grand Elder's gaze fell on Qin An, with a hint of malice in his eyes: "It's all because of you, that I can't use a Yang Elixir to transform my own body. Today, I must take your head!"

Qin An held the Cold Star, his right hand trembling slightly: "As expected, a Jade Bone Realm is still no match for Gui Cang."

He could use various means to kill those close to Gui Cang, but facing a real Gui Cang Realm adversary was challenging.

The Grand Elder roared, his robes fiercely rattling, as pure yang power blasted towards Qin An's head: "Brat, what nonsense are you talking about!"

Seeing this, Qin An swiftly performed the Shocking Dragon Wind and Cloud Step.

The spot he had just vacated was immediately gouged into a massive pit by pure yang power.

Many Mountain Patrol Officers surged forward, weaving their secret techniques to attack the Grand Elder together.

But as the Grand Elder swung his sleeves, the burst of pure yang power sent the Mountain Patrol Officers flying, each sustaining serious injuries.

The Grand Elder set his sights on Qin An and continued charging forward.

At this critical life-and-death moment, Qin An's mind was exceptionally clear.

"Hold him off, give me some time."

Hearing this, the Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers, who had just steadied themselves, were slightly taken aback.

The Grand Elder had indeed just stepped into Gui Cang, and was just an average Gui Cang, with unstable aura.

But in any case, he was still at the Gui Cang Realm.

How could Qin An handle this?

But at this urgent moment, the six Gui Cang Realm figures above were locked in mortal combat, unable to spare any attention here.

Having heard Qin An's words, the others knew they could only place their trust in Qin An now.

Wuo Lin shouted: "Everyone, unleash your secret techniques! Hold nothing back!"

True Qi blazed on her long staff like fire.

Wuo Lin's eyes turned blood-red, as if tormented by a thousand agonies.

Liao Yang took a deep breath and then slashed his palm with his axe.

Blood flowed into the axe, immediately casting a white glow, but Liao Yang's face instantly turned deathly pale.

The other Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers employed their secret techniques, recklessly driving their True Qi.

They had no choice but to believe in Qin An now.

Despite stepping into Gui Cang, the Grand Elder's aura was unstable. Besieged by dozens of Jade Bone Realm Perfection Mountain Patrol Bronze Officers using secret techniques, he was momentarily held back.

"You mongrels are merely delaying your deaths. I will tear you to pieces!"

From the rear, Qin An watched his comrades swept by pure yang power and their increasingly pale faces. He wasted no time.

In these circumstances, wasting time is akin to wasting life.

He suddenly stepped forward, lifting his eyes to the sky, and let out a long howl.

"Mr. Zhang, give me the last Yang Elixir!"

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