Wait a minute, where is my master?

As the cultivator in the bright blue robes stood dumbfounded,

the multitude of stone spikes already flying through the air smashed down upon him.

A series of thunderous noises erupted, kicking up clouds of dust from the ground in an instant.

The Confucian practitioner wielding the earthy yellow ruler treasure took advantage of his opponent's vulnerability, raised his hand and gently pushed forward, sending his magical treasure straight into the billowing dust.

The surrounding Confucian practitioners and soldiers in charge of maintaining order also took this opportunity to surround the cultivator in bright blue robes in an encircling stance.

Just when the onlookers thought the situation was under control and the opponent could only surrender,

an unexpected change occurred.

The spreading dust was suddenly dispersed by a surge of Blood Evil Qi, and the power fluctuations of the cultivator, originally at the Nascent Soul Realm, soared once again, reaching the strength comparable to the top of the Void Refinement Realm in the blink of an eye.

Through the Blood Evil Qi, people could now see a fiendish cultivator with a green face and fangs, and half of his body was crimson red.

There were also a few limp human skins scattered at his feet, on which one could faintly make out some blue cloth pieces.

It seemed that this savage cultivator had emerged from within the body of the one in bright blue robes.

"Eh, isn't this person the notorious evil cultivator from Yu State's cultivation world, the Blood Slaughter Ancestor?"

"It's been several decades since there's been any news of him in Yu State's cultivation world. Rumor had it that his lifespan was up and he had died years ago; who would've thought he was still alive."

"Ha, has this guy gone senile from cultivating the Blood Evil Demon Skill? How dare he make trouble in the Four Great Immortal Sects' territory."

After this person revealed his true form, the cultivators in line to watch the excitement immediately recognized his identity as the well-known evil cultivator from Yu State.

Within the Blood Evil Qi.

The fiendish cultivator, with a casual strike of Blood Evil Qi, tainted the attacking ruler from the Confucian practitioner and, without uttering another word, turned and charged towards a weak spot in the encirclement.

While running, he muttered under his breath, "You deceitful old geezer from Jingyu Building, just you wait. If I get out of here alive, I will tear you to pieces."

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor's life was drawing to a close, and he had taken the risk of coming to the Qingmu Secret Realm in search of a precious medicine, hoping to break through Void Refinement and advance to Divinity Transformation.

He had even deliberately obtained a method to disguise himself with human skin from a Golden Feather Killer of Jingyu Building at a great cost, to conceal the Blood Evil Power he had cultivated for many years.

The person who had taught him this method had clearly told him that it could conceal his presence for the duration of five breaths without being detected by the Hao Ran Stone.

Therefore, when the Confucian practitioner told him to hold the Hao Ran Stone for three breaths, he confidently agreed.

However, he had been duped.

"Stop him!"

"Form the Three Talents Formation!"

"Don't let the thief escape!"

As the Blood Slaughter Ancestor charged at the encirclement, three shouts rang out. The first two were from the soldiers and Confucian practitioners encircling him, but their shouts were all bark and no bite, merely words without action.

After all, the strength of the person in front of them had obviously exceeded what they could capture, and needless sacrifice was indeed unnecessary.

The last shout came from Mr. Zhuo, who had already leapt out from behind the long table.

As the highest-ranking disciples of Qingmu Academy present, Mr. Zhuo had moved as soon as he felt a change in the opponent's spiritual power.

As he leapt out, he summoned an ancient text plaque from his storage magical treasure and stamped it towards the back of the evil cultivator.

The text plaque swelled in the wind, with the Confucian classics on it emitting bursts of clear light, demonstrating the dispersing power of Vast Righteous Qi, evidence of its potency.

But the fleeing Blood Slaughter Ancestor, without even looking back, used the same old trick, striking back with the rich Blood Evil Power to engulf the ancient text plaque.

The gleaming light and the vast righteous qi of the word inscriptions struggled against the incoming Blood Evil Power for a moment, but eventually succumbed and were tainted.

"My Nine Abyss posting!"

Mr. Zhuo saw his treasure sullied and cried out in pain, landing next to the word posting.

He knew his cultivation was not as high as the other's, and that the other's Blood Evil Power specialized in corrupting magical treasures, but he didn't expect that his own artifact, which he had cultivated for many years, failed to even delay the other party for a moment.

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor had been rampaging across the Cultivation World of Yu State for years without being subdued by the righteous Cultivators, indicating his true strength.

Mr. Zhuo looked at his magical treasure with a pained expression, then glanced at the Evil Cultivator who was gradually getting away, about to pursue once more.

With a creak,

The door to the temporary wooden hut was pushed open.

A female Cultivator with a serene demeanor, dressed in white and green, with an amber-colored jade hairpin and wearing pink-soled square-tipped boots, walked out unhurriedly.

The principal teacher responsible for the Qingmu Secret Realm, Lan Junyan, had been in this temporarily constructed hut all along.

"Mr. Zhuo, leave this Demon Cultivator to me. You go back and handle the inspection,"

A clear yet courteous voice sounded, and without waiting for Mr. Zhuo's response, Lan Junyan floated into the air and pulled out a wolf-hair brush as thick as an infant's arm, using Fire Attribute Spiritual Power as ink.

From the void, she drew the character for "prison."

As soon as the magic of "Writing as if Possessed by Gods" was used, six transparent chains flew out and in an instant reached behind the Blood Slaughter Ancestor.

The Ancestor, who often roamed in Yu State, did not recognize Lan Junyan by sight. However, the undeniably powerful fluctuations of Spiritual Power at the peak of the Divinity Transformation Realm reminded him that if he sought the slightest chance for survival, he would have to fight desperately.

So, the Blood Slaughter Ancestor halted his escape, first forming several seals with his left hand, striking out at one of the chains, and then taking out from his storage magic item a blood knife filled with Blood Evil Power with his right hand and ignited it determinedly!

"Boom!"

The blood knife that had absorbed the life essence of countless innocents exploded violently.

The spreading Blood Evil Power tried to block the six transparent chains while for a moment, it even caused one-quarter of the people in Qingmu City to smell a faint scent of blood.

However, the chains that Lan Junyan released merely flashed with characters flowing inside them, easily neutralizing the explosive power of the blood knife.

They completely ignored the dense Blood Evil Power and firmly bound the Blood Slaughter Ancestor by his limbs, torso, and neck.

Faced with this situation, the Blood Slaughter Ancestor was terrified but also unwilling, as he had detonated his life's magic treasure at the cost of grave injury and had not even managed to gain a single breath's time for escape.

"Is this the power of the Divinity Transformation Realm?"

The Blood Slaughter Ancestor was not the kind of person to give up without a fight until the very end; although he was now bound by the chains, his mind was still rapidly searching for a glimmer of hope.

But the next second, Lan Junyan descended from midair and stood before him, her delicate hand gently waving and pressing on the Dantian of the Blood Slaughter Ancestor.

"Pfft!"

This Evil Cultivator who had roamed the Cultivation World of Yu State for many years spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and aged instantly.

His entire cultivation was utterly destroyed.

"Bring two people here, take this man away. Don't let him die before we interrogate him about why he wanted to enter the Qingmu Secret Realm,"

Lan Junyan called out, and soon two Cultivators at the Golden Core Realm, indistinguishable from real people or wooden puppets, hurried over and took away the now significantly aged Blood Slaughter Ancestor.

After handling the situation, Lan Junyan turned to the Cultivators lined up for the screening and bowed politely.

"Please excuse the interruption. Let's continue with the check-in for the Secret Realm," she said.