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In an instant.

In the terrifying eyes of the crowd, the black cloud dyed the sky like ink, and the primordial Qi between heaven and earth began to go berserk.

Profound Nine Yin’s gaze was sinister, staring intently at Qin Ming, as he formed a peculiar Sword Technique with his hand, a few drops of Lifebound Essence Blood surged from the center of his brow and merged into the Sword Box in his hand.

His complexion immediately turned pale, clearly paying a substantial price.

Urging this Tier Five Spirit Communication Treasure, even though Profound Nine Yin was at the late-stage Divinity Transformation, required a tremendous consumption of lifespan and Essence Blood, not just Mana.

"To die in my ’Sword Box of Ten Thousand Souls’ is indeed an honor for you!"

This treasure was personally crafted by his Void Refining Stage grandfather.

Inside the Sword Box space are three thousand Profound Yin Sword Souls, all cultivated by Profound Nine Yin, having annihilated countless cultivators, and collected from the Netherworld Abyss.

As soon as the Spirit Communication Treasure Sword Box of Profound Nine Yin opened, it erupted with a wailing sword sound like ghosts and gods howling.

Just the sound of the sword was like the Nine Nether Demon Sound, directly driving cultivators below the Nascent Soul into insane Divine Soul frenzy.

Following that, a vast golden sword light transformed into a ten-thousand-foot sword waterfall, slicing through the sky, flying towards the direction of Qin Ming.

The immense Sharp Metal Qi made one shiver uncontrollably.

Qin Ming retracted his fist, frowned, and said, "Interesting."

"Then take my sword as well and see how you fare."

In the next moment.

Above Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit, a three-foot-long pitch-black Demon Sword flew out, and the moment it appeared, the winds and clouds of heaven and earth changed.

A ferocious vertical pupil opened on the hilt, emanating utter disdain and stillness.

Dusky demonic Qi and profound light swirled on it, the Sword Spirit within the Demon Sword emitted a soul-twisting resentment Sword Intent.

This was a Resentment Crystal from the Split Soul of the Six Paths Saint Ancestor, how terrifying!

The sword souls opposite quailed before the endless resentment of the Demon Realm Saint Ancestor...

The sword souls within the Sword Box of Ten Thousand Souls, without even getting close to Qin Ming, were intimidated by the resentment exuded by the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, trembling uncontrollably on their own.

"What is going on?!"

Profound Nine Yin’s pale face turned shockingly pale, he couldn’t understand why his treasured Spirit Communication Treasure was so rare in throwing itself into chaos...

The Sword Spirit within seemed to sense some terrifying existence, completely beyond his control.

In the next instant.

Qin Ming’s Demon Infant pinched a Sword Technique with its hand, the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword above his head suddenly enlarged in the sky, bursting into a hundred-foot Sword Aura, then vanished in a flash of black light.

Its speed was almost like teleportation, directly tearing apart the sword waterfall unleashed by the Sword Box of Ten Thousand Souls, revealing a frightened Profound Nine Yin behind.

He hastily took out several round shield Defensive Spiritual Treasures, and activated several High-Tier Talismans, forming several layers of thick Protective Spirit Light.

Swoosh!

The pitch-black Sword Aura of the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword flickered several times, directly ignoring Profound Nine Yin’s defensive methods, and penetrated the shield, flickering past his neck.

In an instant, a good head flew into the air!

With the loss of control over the Sword Box of Ten Thousand Souls, all the Netherworld Sword Souls in the sky collapsed and disappeared.

Qin Ming’s Cyan Emperor’s Dharma Eye burst out with cyan profound light sweeping over, and saw a Primordial Spirit figure, looking exactly like Profound Nine Yin, with a terrified expression, intending to use instant teleportation to escape.

But the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword locked firmly onto its target, no matter where he tried to flee, unable to escape the sword’s pursuit.

Profound Nine Yin, for his part, had many life-saving techniques, as he clutched the Sword Box fleeing, with an ancient jade pendant emitting white light forming a barrier around him.

Just as Qin Ming’s Soul-Devouring Demon Sword was about to completely annihilate his Primordial Spirit.

A powerful force suddenly condensed from that white Jade Talisman, surpassing the late-stage Divinity Transformation, nearly reaching Perfection.

The white light mist instantly coalesced into a human figure in the sky, the phantom of an old man with white hair and eyebrows.

As soon as this phantom appeared, a burst of Sword Intent spread outward, repelling Qin Ming’s Soul-Devouring Demon Sword.

Qin Ming retracted the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, his eyes suddenly narrowing, perceiving this to be merely a Split Soul left in the Jade Pendant by a Void Refining Stage Cultivator.

Appearing at a critical moment, it saved Profound Nine Yin’s life.

"Fellow Daoist, I am the Netherworld Ancestor, everything can be negotiated, could you please show mercy?"

The Netherworld Ancestor directly revealed his identity, hoping this would make Qin Ming hesitate.

But Qin Ming paid no heed to that, he also saw that after deterring his Soul-Devouring Demon Sword, the Split Soul of the Netherworld Ancestor dimmed significantly.

Undoubtedly, the Divine Techniques in the Split Soul had been exhausted in that effort.

He directly unleashed Divine Thought Power, transforming into a gigantic hand, sweeping away the phantom in an instant!

"You..."

The Netherworld Ancestor originally thought the other party would hesitate somewhat, but he didn’t expect such ruthless decisiveness in a strike.

Without a word, he shattered his phantom.

Seeing that even his grandfather, the Netherworld Ancestor, couldn’t save him, Profound Nine Yin fled desperately, like a stray dog, suddenly crashing into an invisible wall, his Primordial Spirit almost shattered.

But before he could come to his senses, a giant hand had already pressed onto his head.

"No, don’t! Ahhh!"

Qin Ming’s gaze was icy as he began to perform the Soul Searching Technique, a shrill, heart-wrenching scream sounded in the sky.

Profound Nine Yin was a late-stage Divinity Transformation Cultivator, as a rule, cross-level soul-searching is impossible.

Let alone targeting the Primordial Spirit of the Divinity Transformation Stage.

But Qin Ming’s Divine Soul was powerful enough to reach Divinity Transformation Perfection, so the soul-searching had no significant difficulty.