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Qin Yi pondered for a long time and suddenly widened his eyes.

He finally remembered where he had seen this person before.

He had seen this person in the river of history.

Back then, he obtained the Phoenix Gall and fell into the Magma Lake, inadvertently entering the river of history and seeing many unparalleled figures who stood proudly over the world, like the young man in white holding a golden staff and carrying a Four-sided Tripod, and this man in the red trench coat, whom he had seen in the river of history.

Qin Yi was utterly shocked; these people were all unmatched, exceptional figures.

He was even more shocked that this person was wearing modern clothing. He wondered from which era this person hailed and why there was a statue of him here.

Qin Yi distinctly remembered that in the vision of the river of history, the man in the red trench coat created an enormous black hole in the sky with a wave of his hand, sucking in and vanishing all the fearsome birds and beasts, exhibiting overwhelming strength.

He didn't expect to see a figure from the river of history here. Though it was just a statue, it stirred his emotions.

Qin Yi suddenly discovered that the statue was standing on a stone platform, and there seemed to be words on the stone platform below.

Qin Yi stepped forward. The words on the stone platform, possibly worn by time, were somewhat weathered and unclear, but after careful identification, he recognized four large characters: Divine Emperor Qin Mu.

Divine Emperor?

Is that a title or a level of cultivation?

However, one with the title of Emperor must have been tremendously glorious in some era.

Coincidentally, we share the same surname; Qin is indeed the most impressive and noble surname. The key fact is that this person is as handsome as I am, which is simply perfect beyond reason.

Qin Yi grinned, feeling smug and self-satisfied for a moment.

Hopefully, someday I can also be respectfully called an Emperor. What should I be called? Qin Mu is Divine Emperor. Since I bear the Eye of Righteous and Evil, should I be called the Right Emperor? No, that sounds awful. The Evil Emperor? Still no.

Qin Yi mumbled for half a day, unable to think of a good title, so he simply left it for later.

Qin Yi respectfully bowed towards the statue, vividly recalling the visions from the river of history. This person must have been a hero who turned the tide and pacified the world, worthy of his bow.

Then, Qin Yi looked at the statue next to it. This guy was called the Array Emperor, a shameless show-off who probably made up the title himself. No matter how Qin Yi saw him, he found him displeasing.

He approached, and this guy's platform also had words on it, though only a few main characters were legible: Array Emperor Ning Tian.

Ning Tian?

Array Emperor?

Do you deserve it?

Qin Yi's expression was utterly disdainful.

He was a vengeful person and hadn't forgotten how this guy had once teased him.

This guy should be from the same period as Qin Mu; otherwise, their statues wouldn't be erected together. One must admit that his array technique was quite remarkable. But Qin Yi simply despised him; so what?

With a mischievous gleam in his eye, Qin Yi first gently placed the small companion aside before punching the ground, causing the stone slabs to burst apart and the soil to fly, blowing a huge hole in the ground.

Then, he went forward, hugged the statue's legs, exerted his arms, and astonishingly lifted the ten-meter-high statue to lie flat on the ground. He then raised the statue's legs, inserting its head directly into the pit he had just created.

Qin Yi wore a full-on mischievous expression as he exerted his strength, pushing the statue upright—head downward and legs up—a perfect somersault.

Qin Yi stomped his foot, causing the ground to burst, the soil surging up, burying the statue's head.

"Hehe..."

Gazing at his handiwork, Qin Yi began to laugh proudly.

"That's the price you pay for teasing me. I'm not a forgiving person; you messed with the wrong guy."

Qin Yi turned around, jumped onto the stone platform, and stood with one hand behind his back, his head tilted at a forty-five-degree angle, posing in an attitude of arrogance above the sky.

"My statue belongs here," Qin Yi turned to look at the statue of Divine Emperor Qin Mu next to him and laughed, "Hello, Brother Qin, I'm called Qin Yi. Remember my name, as it will be renowned across the world in the future."

Of course, the statue opposite would not have any reaction; if it could, its expression would probably be of disdain and rolling its eyes.

Rumble!

As Qin Yi was having fun, the stone platform beneath his feet suddenly tremored, and then a column of white light shot out from the ground around the stone platform. The white light swirled, forming a vortex in mid-air, and with terrifying suction, it pulled Qin Yi upwards.

Qin Yi was shocked. In his haste, he raised his hand and swept his small companion to him.

The next moment, Qin Yi was directly swallowed by the vortex.

Qin Yi only felt darkness before his eyes, then sudden brightness, and the sight of endless wind and sand.

"Where is this place?" Qin Yi muttered instinctively.

"Brother Qin, you've finally woken up?"

Qin Yi quickly turned his head to see Mo Wuji looking at him with concern.

Bai Jingqing and the other two girls, Zi Yuan, were all looking at him worriedly.

"Why are you all here?" Qin Yi asked in a daze.

Mo Wuji said with concern, "Brother Qin, we found you unconscious."

"Unconscious?" Qin Yi's mind was a jumble. He had been in the palace, sucked in by a white whirlpool, and when he opened his eyes again, he was here.

Could it be that everything he experienced before was just a dream?

No, the Petrification Technique was still in his mind, and his cultivation had improved. These were real; it was absolutely not a dream.

"How long was I unconscious?"

Qin Yi's mind was now in a fog.

Mo Wuji replied, "Three days."

Qin Yi pondered that he was sucked into the vortex in the lake, returned home, then saw Xiaobing and others killed by Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing, and lastly arrived at that bizarre palace. Was it a dream or reality?

If it was a dream, then how could he explain the enhanced cultivation and the Petrification Technique?

Also, Xiaobing and others being killed by Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing—was that a dream or a kind of premonition?

Qin Yi's eyes flashed slightly; perhaps it was an array within an array, and this place itself was a Great Array he had been wandering within.

So, does this mean he might not have left the Great Array now; he is still inside it, and the Mo Wuji and Bai Jingqing before his eyes are fake?

Suddenly, with a wave of his hand, Qin Yi sent out a Fist Mark that expanded against the wind, growing to the size of a millstone, and blasted towards Mo Wuji.

Mo Wuji's face changed drastically, his whole body surging with power, and with a palm strike, his energy transformed into a sweeping torrent.

Boom!

The two forces collided, exploded, and the sandy ground was blasted into a large pit, raising a sky full of yellow sand.

Mo Wuji flew out like a kite with a broken string, spitting a mouthful of fresh blood.

With Qin Yi's current cultivation, he could not be stopped.

"Brother Qin, what's wrong with you?" Mo Wuji looked at Qin Yi disbelief.

Bai Jingqing and the others were also dumbfounded, not expecting Qin Yi to suddenly make a move.

Qin Yi hesitated. It's so real; could it be he's not in an array now, and everything is real?