The Seven-inch Snake's eyes grew cold, full of murderous intent, "Do you know who you are talking to?"

Yun Mengyao was not intimidated in the slightest and sneered, "Do you know who you are talking to? Let me tell you, although we are partners now, if Qin Yi wins the challenge and learns of your attitude, he will definitely slap you to death. I advise you not to put on airs in front of me; you are not worthy, understand?"

The Seven-inch Snake's eyes brimmed with murderous intent, "Do you know that even before Qin Yi appeared, I could have reduced you to a pile of bones."

"Do you know that if you harm a single hair on my head, Qin Yi can annihilate your Poison Snake Organization, leaving not a trace. Think of the Sword Sect Branch, is your Poison Snake Organization stronger than the Sword Sect Branch?"

The Seven-inch Snake's eyes were sinister, his ugly face twisted in a terrifying grimace. 𝑓𝑟ℯ𝘦𝓌𝘦𝘣𝑛𝑜𝓋𝑒𝓁.𝑐ℴ𝓂

Xiao Jian saw this and coughed, casting a glance at the Seven-inch Snake, "You're hundreds of years old; why fuss over a young junior."

Despite the intense murderous intent in his heart, the Seven-inch Snake was genuinely wary of Qin Yi. Xiao Jian's words gave him a way out; he coldly snorted and no longer paid attention to Yun Mengyao. But in his heart, he thought, Qin Yi had better win; if he dies, he would certainly kill Yun Mengyao then.

As time ticked by,

Qin Yi still did not show up.

"Qin Yi couldn't have been scared and dared not come, right?"

"It's better if he doesn't come; avoiding battle is a loss. We can double down on the bets at the challenge gambling den."

"Qin Yi, that cowardly wretch, everyone's been looking for him these days. Maybe he dived into a crack or rat hole, too scared to come out."

The people surrounding the Sin Tower whispered among themselves, ridiculing freely.

"Has Qin Yi come?"

Suddenly, a sullen voice echoed from the first floor of the Sin Tower, rolling like dry thunder, shaking the ground. The weaker Qi Refiners turned pale, nearly spitting blood.

Everyone quieted down, as silent as cicadas in winter.

They knew the Tower Master of the Sin Tower's first floor had spoken.

It seemed that Qin Yi's high-profile challenge to the Sin Tower had utterly infuriated the first floor's Tower Master. He was from the Sword Sect; Qin Yi's high profile could not fail to enrage him.

Xiao Jian's eyes narrowed slightly; no one knew the speaker better than he did. This person was Jiang Chao, who had defeated him by half a move and forced him out of the Sin Tower. So many years had passed, with massive resources support, and from the voice alone, it was evident that Jiang Chao's cultivation had improved.

However, Xiao Jian was not worried. Because Qin Yi's cultivation made it no problem to defeat Jiang Chao. What he worried about was the upper floors. Xiaoxi was on the fourth floor, meaning Qin Yi must at least challenge up to the fourth floor. But even he didn't know how high the cultivation of the fourth floor's Tower Master had become.

"In reply to the senior, Qin Yi hasn't appeared yet," someone respectfully shouted from the crowd. To these people, even saying a few words to someone inside the Sin Tower was an immense honor.

A cold snort echoed from the first floor of the Sin Tower, "Is it possible that Qin Yi is just a clown seeking attention?"

"Senior, Qin Yi is just a cowardly wretch. His challenge to the Sin Tower is probably just to gain some fame. In a real fight, he wouldn't dare and likely hid long ago," someone shouted.

The voice echoed again from the Sin Tower, "Cowardly bastard, if he fled, that would be wise. If he dares to come, he would surely be killed."

Yun Mengyao was furious, about to retort, but Jing Wuyan, quick-eyed, pulled her sleeve, gently shaking his head. Their identities couldn't be revealed now, with so many Qi Refiners around. If they knew they were related to Qin Yi, they would all attack, which would be disastrous.

Yun Mengyao was aware of this and had to swallow her anger, "Wait till Qin Yi comes; let's see if he's still so arrogant. I'll make sure he's beaten until his mother can't recognize him."

"Senior, don't wait. That cowardly Qin Yi won't show up; he's not worth your time."

A cold laugh came from the tower, "Avoiding battle, shrinking back, it seems Qin Yi really is a clown. If he dares to come, I will make sure he does not leave this Sin Tower."

"Is that so?"

Suddenly, an indifferent yet domineering voice swept in from a few thousand meters away, with rolling sound waves stirring the wind and clouds, like heavenly thunder crushing the sky, with an overwhelming presence.

"Puff puff...!"

The ground trembled, and everyone was so shocked that their eardrums hurt, and the weaker ones spat blood on the spot.

The crowd was stunned, looking towards the source of the sound.

They only heard successive sonic booms in the air, echoing deafeningly, as a figure, with one hand behind, came flying in. Each step covered hundreds of meters, reaching the crowd in an instant.

Wearing all black, his beauty was like a demon's, with long hair dancing wildly in the wind—like a demoted immortal descending to the mortal realm.

"Qin Yi," someone recognized Qin Yi and shouted in shock.

The scene instantly fell silent, followed by a wave of commotion. No one expected Qin Yi to actually come.

"Qin Yi, you actually have the guts to show up."

"We couldn't find a trace of you these days; we thought you'd fled long ago."

"What if you're here? You still can't escape death. The seniors in the tower, are they someone you can provoke?"

Someone shouted from the crowd, their words full of disdain for Qin Yi.

Qin Yi's eyes turned cold, and he lifted his foot, stomping the air with a boom. The air within a few hundred meters instantly churned, even the void cracking. The turbulent air pressed down like a massive mountain, with a terrifying force sweeping over, cracking the earth.

"Bang bang...!"

A group of blood mist exploded, crimson and glaring.

With a single stomp, dozens of people turned into blood mist.

The entire audience was filled with dread.

The crowd began to panic, terror-stricken.

Killing intent surged in Qin Yi's eyes, "Am I, Qin Yi, someone you worthless fools can criticize? I come to challenge the Sin Tower out of courtesy to those inside; I come when I choose, and when did it become your place to bark here?"

"If you like stepping on me to elevate those in the tower, I don't mind eliminating you before challenging the Sin Tower."

"These days, I've seen you jump around happily, seeking my trail everywhere. Listen up, I did not hide; I just did not want to bother with ants like you."

As Qin Yi finished speaking, his aura surged to a terrifying level, opening his mouth to roar in anger, "Did everyone hear that clearly?"

The sound was like dry thunder, with rolling sound waves like a galaxy pouring out, sweeping over.

"Boom!"

The sound waves hit the ground, instantly shredding dozens of people to pieces, limbs flying, blood flowing like a river. The ground was shredded into a pit over ten meters in diameter, with cracks crazily spreading.

With a single roar, dozens more were exterminated.

The Qi Refiners on site were terrified out of their wits, trembling in fear. Only then did they realize they had been seeking a God of Killing these past days. Luckily, they hadn't found him—what would have happened to them if they had? Their hearts suddenly filled with a feeling of surviving a disaster.

In the distance, on a high platform, Yun Mengyao looked at the Seven-inch Snake with satisfaction, "I told you, he would come. In this world, no one can make him avoid a battle."

The Seven-inch Snake's face paled, ignoring Yun Mengyao. The cultivation and domineering aura Qin Yi displayed at that moment filled him with chills.