Qin Yi stood proudly in the air, his eyes opening and closing with a fierce light, looking down at the crowd below as if overlooking ants, exuding a disdainful aura over the world.

With tens of millions or more Qi Refiners, no one dared to meet Qin Yi's gaze.

A single roar killed dozens, intimidating the masses.

Qin Yi snorted coldly, like a heavy hammer striking everyone's heart, causing them to tremble all over.

Immediately, Qin Yi's gaze moved to the Sin Tower, his eyes piercing, more dazzling than the sunlight.

"Swoosh!"

Qin Yi moved, directly sweeping towards the Sin Tower, landing on the first floor.

"You actually came, commendable courage."

A muffled voice echoed on the first floor of the Sin Tower.

Qin Yi sneered, "A mere Sin Tower does not deserve Qin's retreat without a fight."

"Boom...!"

The heavy Stone Gate below slowly opened.

This door had not been opened for a long time.

Everyone's gaze was fixed on Qin Yi, entering this door meant win and live, lose and die.

Qin Yi didn't hesitate at all, stepping in.

As soon as Qin Yi walked in, the Stone Gate behind him trembled as it closed.

"Swoosh swoosh...!"

Silver light pierced the air, stabbing at Qin Yi from all directions, swift like silvery lightning.

Qin Yi had just entered and hadn't had time to observe before encountering the attack.

Lightly tapping his feet, the ground exploded, Qin Yi soared into the air, dodging the silver light's attack. Looking down, he saw eight figures in Silver Armor with silver spears, the silver lightning that attacked him earlier being the silver spears in their hands.

Qin Yi dodged, and the eight silver spears collided, the metallic clash was ear-piercing, sparks flying.

"Eight Great Silver Guards."

Qin Yi easily identified the eight people's identities.

The Eight Great Silver Guards were basically gatekeepers; everyone said the Sin Tower had only seven floors, but there were actually eight. The lowest floor was essentially the gate, guarded by the Eight Great Silver Guards. Only by defeating the Eight Great Silver Guards could one continue the challenge upward.

These eight weren't weak in cultivation, excelling in the Combined Attack Technique, each one a strong Mahayana Late Stage expert, able to jointly resist a Mahayana Perfection Realm expert.

All this, Xiao Jian had told him.

So, although Qin Yi had not yet fully observed the internal situation upon entering, it didn't mean he was unprepared.

The eight silver spears collided together, not yet retracted, when Qin Yi directly landed, stepping on the spearheads interwoven by the eight spears.

"Bang!"

The ground shattered, the spearheads of the eight silver spears were stomped into the ground by Qin Yi.

The Eight Great Silver Guards said nothing more, power surging around them, trying to pull the silver spears away.

However, with Qin Yi's foot on the spearheads, despite their full efforts, they could not pull the silver guards from beneath Qin Yi's foot.

The Eight Great Silver Guards exchanged glances, and their auras became mysteriously harmonious, as if they were concentrating their cultivation onto one person, the silver guard facing Qin Yi emitting a terrifying aura.

Combined Attack Technique.

Qin Yi sneered, he had outgrown these tricks. The Combined Attack Technique he taught the Peace Army was a hundred times more sophisticated than this.

Qin Yi extended his hand to grasp the air, and the Flood Dragon Spear appeared in his hand. The spear trembled lightly, its clang resounding, the originally blood-red spear turning purple, Purple Light swirling around it.

Qin Yi wielded the spear, sweeping it with one punch.

"Clang clang...!"

The metallic clash was ear-piercing, sparks flying, the eight silver spears cut in half by the Flood Dragon Spear.

Qin Yi clenched his left fist, launching two punches in succession, terrifying power swept out like a tidal wave.

"Boom boom...!"

The Eight Great Silver Guards spewed blood from their mouths, sent flying horizontally.

The spears broken, people injured.

Qin Yi withdrew the Flood Dragon Spear, his gaze indifferent as he looked at them.

"We are not your match, you may proceed."

They were merely guards, responsible for assessment; only by defeating them could one qualify to challenge those above.

The eight joined forces yet were easily dealt with by Qin Yi, left with broken spears and injuries, hastily admitting defeat.

Qin Yi grasped the Flood Dragon Spear, turning and walking inside.

Only then did he have time to look around. This floor was very spacious, spanning thousands of square meters, yet extremely empty, except for stone pillars every ten meters, nothing else.

Qin Yi wondered curiously about how these people managed their living needs.

Thinking thus, he proceeded inside, finding a stone staircase leading to the second floor.

Qin Yi didn't fly directly up, but instead stepped onto the stone steps, walking to the stone door, gently pushing; it didn't budge. Pushing again, the stone door still didn't move.

Qin Yi's expression darkened slightly; with the strength of a thousand pounds in a casual push, this stone door should not have remained unmoved. Unless someone on the other side of the door was up to no good, not wanting him to go up, or wanted to see him act.

"Swoosh!"

The Flood Dragon Spear pierced out, slicing through the stone door like cutting through tofu.

"Ah..."

From the other side of the stone door came several screams of agony.

Qin Yi sneered, extending his hand to push, this time the stone door opened.

Two figures lay on the ground, their abdomens pierced by a sharp blade, blood pooling everywhere, long since dead.

Additionally, several men in fitting outfits, looking at Qin Yi with unfriendly eyes. But upon closer inspection, their eyes were filled with fear.

Qin Yi glanced at them, their cultivation was decent, but only that.

"Swoosh!"

Qin Yi's figure blurred and disappeared.

"Puff!"

The great halberd swept, raising a large purple ripple, heads flew one after another.

Qin Yi grasped the halberd and advanced.

"Bang bang...!"

After walking over ten meters, the five headless bodies behind finally collapsed, blood spraying from their necks.

Qin Yi didn't even look back, holding the halberd, slowly advancing forward, soon halting his steps as he saw a figure with its back to him.

The person showed him only their back, as if Qin Yi wasn't worthy to see their face.

Qin Yi sneered dismissively, looking around; this was the true first floor of the Sin Tower, though its layout was much like below, with cold gray stones, a stone pillar every dozen meters, and nothing more.

The other posed in silence, seemingly deliberately leaving Qin Yi out.

However, Qin Yi could be considered the progenitor of posing, completely ignoring the person who showed him their back and proceeded directly towards the second floor.

"Stop." Being ignored, the Tower Master of the first floor finally couldn't hold back, harshly shouting, his voice echoing back and forth in the open space, lingering for a long time.

Qin Yi paused his steps, turned, looked at the person, and said indifferently, "Alive? I thought you were a corpse."

"Qin Yi, you indeed have some nerve, commendable courage. But foolish, this is not a place for ants like you to tread."

Qin Yi sneered, "Tower Master of the Sin Tower's first floor, Jiang Chao?"

Jiang Chao, with a long horse face, his cheeks elongated, chin also long, appearing somewhat strange, proudly said, "It seems you've heard of this old man's name."

Qin Yi nodded slightly, "I heard it by chance, actually your name doesn't matter to me at all. I came here just to notify you, you're dead."

Jiang Chao's face turned a shade of gloom, killing intent flickering in his eyes.