Ye Qingchen's finger seemed nonchalant, but to the crowd, it was incredibly mysterious, like the sudden awakening of insects in the solar term Jingzhe, jolting a person from their slumber!

Li Yidao's swift slash swept across like a three-zhang cloth, with dazzling brilliance, posing like a deity blocking a god, a Buddha exterminating a Buddha.

However.

Under Ye Qingchen's finger, it shattered with a thunderous crash.

"Boom!"

A massive voice echoed.

In the unbelievable gaze of the crowd, Ye Qingchen's finger tore through the blade's glow and directly pointed at Li Yidao's blade edge.

His right hand, delicate and fair like it was sculpted from white jade, seemed soft but made Li Yidao's blade halt, unable to drop an inch further.

Furthermore.

A shattering sound echoed.

The treasured blade in Li Yidao's hand splintered under the force of that finger, scattering into countless fragments. As for Li Yidao himself, the finger's power knocked him off balance, sending him flying backward.

He soared several dozen meters through the air, crashed through booths, knocking over seven or eight stalls before eventually halting.

Silence ensued.

No one had expected.

Ye Qingchen to send Li Yidao flying with just a finger—utterly unbelievable!

Zhou Long Army's expression shifted; he initially thought Ye Qingchen was a weak, easily bullied youth, unexpectedly revealing himself to be a hidden cultivator. The other cultivators in Profound Pill Realm behind him narrowed their eyes with a guarded stance.

"Did you hear me when I told you to leave?"

Ye Qingchen slowly retracted his right hand, casting a deep glance at Zhou Long Army.

Boom!

That look made Zhou Long Army's heart sink, his face turning drastically as he stumbled back a few steps, evidently frightened!

Nevertheless.

Ultimately, greed prevailed.

"I didn't expect you to have such power!" Zhou Long Army said coldly. "But do you think that alone can scare me? You may handle one Profound Pill Realm expert, but I doubt you can manage seven or eight at once!"

As his words fell.

Six or seven individuals emerged from behind him.

Each one had the cultivation of the Profound Pill Realm, their strength either exceeding or matching Li Yidao!

The crowd was again in an uproar.

"Qi Wangsun, Yang Jian, Wang Chong... Each one is worthy of comparison to Li Yidao! How does Zhou Long Army have so many Profound Pill Realm experts supporting him?"

"His master is Mu Shanhe; he surely has followers... If he becomes an Alchemy Master in the future, he might have even more!"

In an instant.

The people around quickly scattered.

Such a scene wasn't something they could involve themselves with; a misstep would risk their lives!

Ye Qingchen frowned, his voice suddenly turning cold: "You still want to fight?"

"Hand over the Alchemy Furnace, bow three times, and I might let you leave; otherwise, you'll die here today!" Zhou Long Army's face turned completely grim, determined to acquire the Alchemy Furnace regardless of life or death.

The truth of the world lies in survival of the fittest.

With his status, even killing Ye Qingchen wouldn't provoke anyone.

Adding Li Yidao.

Seven Profound Pill Realm experts in total—he refused to believe Ye Qingchen wouldn't surrender the Alchemy Furnace.

However.

As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Qingchen replied indifferent: "If you kneel and beg for mercy now, I might spare your life!"

"Courting death!"

Zhou Long Army could no longer contain his rage, shouting:

"Kill him!"

"Anyone who dares interfere, leave no one!"

As his words fell.

The Profound Pill Realm expert named Qi Wangsun stepped forward, reaching out swiftly with his right hand. The void trembled, True Qi surged back, manifesting a giant palm several meters wide, crushing towards Ye Qingchen!

Yang Jian, silent, drew his sword with a clang. Suddenly, a brilliant sword light like a silver serpent pierced the sky, slicing through the air, aimed at Ye Qingchen's face.

In an instant, the Profound Pill Realm experts attacked simultaneously.

Boom!

At this moment.

From afar, an astonishing aura burst forth as a figure suddenly erupted. It was Li Yidao, who had been sent flying by a single finger earlier!

Li Yidao, disheveled with wounds, injured by Ye Qingchen's finger's force, shouted:

"I'll tear you limb from limb!"

His face was iron-blue, eyes bloodshot.

Since his rise to fame, when had he ever suffered such losses? Worse, in front of a crowd, humiliated by a young lad—this was the greatest disgrace of his life!

With only one thought, to kill Ye Qingchen!

Boom!

Achieving his peak aura, Li Yidao swung a long sleeve, stepping through the air, and executed a slash. Although he wielded no blade, the sweep was threefold stronger than his previous strike.

Coming in from behind, he was the first to reach Ye Qingchen amidst the crowd.

The seven Profound Pill Realm experts, all at odds, attacked together, their terrifying assault locking Ye Qingchen's every pathway, leaving him no escape.

"Courting death!"

Ye Qingchen's gaze turned icy. In this moment, without holding back, he directly employed his newly grasped Fierce Wind Style.

Rumble!

In the stunning gaze of countless people.

As Ye Qingchen raised his hand, countless gales gathered, suddenly forming a hurricane dragon in his palm that charged forward.

Li Yidao, leading the attack, was instantly torn apart by the fierce winds. The sword light and giant palm behind him were all ground into powder, crashing into the Profound Pill Realm experts.

Under this torrential force akin to a deluge, the seven Profound Pill Realm experts were obliterated on the spot, with no trace remaining. The hurricane dragon, after annihilating them, surged nearly one hundred meters further before silently dissipating.

Silence filled the air.

The crowd gazed in horror.

Ye Qingchen's wave not only eradicated seven Profound Pill Realm experts, but left a deep mark stretching a hundred meters long along the broad street, from Ye Qingchen's feet to its end.

The power of a mere gesture was so terrifying!

The surrounding people were speechless.

As was Zhou Long Army, his face ashen.

Especially when Ye Qingchen slowly withdrew his hand and glanced his way. At that moment, Zhou Long Army could no longer bear it, collapsing to the ground, while a cold voice seemed to emerge from the void:

"Do you still intend to seize my Alchemy Furnace?"

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