"Die!"

Sword light flowed, Ye Qingchen raised his hand and slashed, like lightning crossing the sky, bringing up a whirlwind.

When the sword light converged.

Over a hundred 'Black Bat Feather Beasts' had already been completely killed.

Ye Qingchen's expression remained unchanged as he continued to advance towards the depths of the island, hunting beasts while searching for possible Heavenly and Earthly Treasures.

The further inward.

The more numerous the beasts become, and their strength grows stronger.

At the same time.

He also discovered that this island was astonishingly large.

Because for a full half a day, he did not encounter anyone else who had entered the island.

"How big is this island, really?"

"One must know, everyone in Black Abyss City practically entered this world, and that was tens of thousands of people!"

Ye Qingchen thought to himself.

It was then...

"Ah!"

A miserable scream suddenly came from deep within the forest.

Ye Qingchen frowned immediately.

Something's wrong!

He tapped his toes, instantly transforming into a whirlwind, rushing towards the source of the sound. He saw the forest had already turned into an Asura Purgatory, with a dozen corpses lying scattered on the ground.

Among them, was none other than Ma Jiu.

"Ye, Young Master Ye..."

Ma Jiu's chest had completely collapsed, revealing a huge cavity, blood flowing incessantly.

Upon seeing Ye Qingchen.

Hope flashed in Ma Jiu's eyes, but his light completely dispersed.

"Ma Jiu!"

Ye Qingchen's eyes contracted.

For Ma Jiu.

Ye Qingchen didn't have deep feelings, but the other party had indeed done things for him. Now, having been killed... needless to say, it must have been done by those who entered the island with them.

"Sure enough, is this for the tokens?"

Ye Qingchen gently searched.

No token was found on Ma Jiu.

Meanwhile.

On a tree dozens of yards away from this area, a silver-clothed man stood quietly, using the dense canopy for cover, able to observe Ye Qingchen's every move.

"Hehe, who would have thought it would be such a big catch!"

A cold smile appeared at the silver-clothed man's mouth.

Not to mention.

Ye Qingchen also possesses a token. Just his head alone is worth three Earth Grade Top cultivation techniques and dozens of Earth-grade Elixirs. Back in Black Abyss City, when Yuan Shisan and Ding Qitian appeared together, there was simply no chance for him to act.

Now since he appeared, he naturally wouldn't miss this opportunity.

Whoosh!

Just then.

A faint sound of breaking wind rose, followed by a silver figure suddenly leaping from the forest.

The figure moved like a ghost, unbelievably fast.

Almost in an instant, he was already beside Ye Qingchen.

"Die!"

The silver-clothed man sneered, as if he had already seen the moment when he would sever Ye Qingchen's head.

Suddenly...

Swish!

Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his head, striking with a horizontal chop.

Boom!

A terrifying force surged through his palm, appearing in the void, drawing a white trace dozens of yards long, like a frenzied dragon trailing immense waves.

"What?"

The smile on the silver-clothed man's face suddenly froze.

In panic, he extended his sword, suddenly transforming a thrust into a slash, cut heavily upon that white wave.

"Dong!"

A loud sound erupted.

An invisible wave of energy exploded outwards, instantly shattering the surrounding trees, while he was swept away by the explosive force, losing his balance, retreating several steps, and falling to the ground.

"Too strong!"

The silver-clothed man's eyes revealed a trace of horror.

Though he knew Ye Qingchen's strength was formidable, only when directly confronting him could he truly realize how terrifying Ye Qingchen was. Even though he split the wave with his sword just now, he was shocked with pain, feeling as if his entire skeleton had shattered.

"Escape!"

With hardly a moment's hesitation.

The silver-clothed man turned, rapidly fleeing towards the distance.

"Since you've appeared, stay!"

A light voice sounded in the forest, the silver-clothed man's expression dramatically changed.

Before he could react.

Ye Qingchen suddenly raised his hand for a strike.

Boom!

An even more formidable giant force descended without warning, accompanied by a thunderous sound. The entire earth trembled suddenly and instantly caved in, revealing a gigantic palm print.

Under this terrifying force, the man in silver was crushed into dust instantaneously.

Whoosh!

Almost at the very moment the silver-clad man perished.

The token on his body exploded and shot toward Ye Qingchen.

Simultaneously.

It fused directly into Ye Qingchen's token.

"What's this?"

Ye Qingchen hastily took out the token to examine it, discovering the number 'Thirty-two' appearing on it. He pondered for a moment and suddenly comprehended its meaning:

"Looks like this guy killed more than thirty people within just half a day of arriving on the island..."

"This world is full of strange anomalies!"

"Its master intends for us to fight over tokens, to slaughter each other!"

Ye Qingchen squinted his eyes and couldn't help but tightly grip the token in his hand.

Nevertheless.

Despite understanding the master's intentions behind this world, Ye Qingchen had no plans of backing down. He aimed not only to acquire the most tokens to reach the Central Island.

But also to meet the world's master to uncover his real conspiracy!

Then.

Ye Qingchen continued to venture deeper into the island, searching for Heavenly and Earthly Treasures and other cultivators.

Time passed quickly, like a swift horse galloping by.

In the blink of an eye.

Three days had already gone by.

"Seventy-two now!"

Ye Qingchen glanced at the flashing number on his token.

Within these few days.

He relentlessly seized tokens.

When other cultivators encountered him, they hardly resisted, obediently handing over their tokens.

This score should be considerable.

Yet at this moment, Ye Qingchen's brow slightly furrowed.

After all, with tens of thousands in total, across thirty-six islands, each island hosts at least a thousand people. To break into the top ten, at least four to five hundred points are needed to avoid unexpected situations.

"Seems like there's someone over there..."

With his cultivation level elevated, Ye Qingchen's perception of the surroundings had become significantly enhanced, hearing the sounds ahead clearly.

"No, please! I've given you all my tokens, why are you still capturing me?"

"Yes, I'm merely at Spiritual Sea Ninth Heaven, I can't help you at all!"

Pleading voices echoed.

It was seen.

On a vast open space, a group of cultivators knelt on the ground, repeatedly kowtowing. In front of them stood ten disciples from the Slaughter Hall, their faces icy cold.

"Shut up, what's all the noise for?"

Just then, a sinister voice suddenly sounded.

The speaker was a gloomy young man.

He glared fiercely at everyone.

"All you gentlemen from the Slaughter Hall, if we could help you, we would have already... But asking us to go to such places is impossible! With my cultivation level, I would probably die before even entering!"

A Spiritual Sea Ninth Heaven cultivator knelt on the ground, kowtowing heavily.

Then immediately.

A flash of sword light.

A scream rang out, and under the horrified gazes of the crowd, the Spiritual Sea Ninth Heaven cultivator was decapitated, his body thudding to the ground amidst splattering blood.

The sinister young man coldly said: "If anyone dares speak nonsense again, they'll die!"

Hiss!

A chorus of gasps arose from all around.

Numerous cultivators, faces full of fear, clenched their fists, angry but not daring to speak.

"It's the Slaughter Hall again!"

Witnessing this scene, Ye Qingchen's eyebrows inevitably furrowed slightly.

This domineering and ruthless approach was indeed the usual style of the Slaughter Hall.

Just as Ye Qingchen intended to approach.

Suddenly.

The sound of air being torn apart rang out, and a figure appeared in the trees.

It was a young man in his twenties, dressed as a disciple of the Slaughter Hall, immediately spotting Ye Qingchen.

"Haha, senior brother, there's another person here!"

The young man laughed heartily, looking at Ye Qingchen coldly, "Really good at hiding, huh? You think you can escape by hiding here? Be ready to pave the way for us!"

Far away.

The imprisoned cultivators witnessed this scene, secretly feeling sorry.

The people from the Slaughter Hall, busy with some plan, were capturing cultivators on the island to force them to scout ahead. If they resisted, they were killed instantly.

No matter how strong one's power is, how could anyone confront the Slaughter Hall?

It appeared.

Another unfortunate victim was soon to join them!

However, just then.

Ye Qingchen slowly lifted his head, looked at the Slaughter Hall disciple, and said with a sly smile:

"Are you talking to me?"

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