Qin Yi is on an adventure, he needs this old dog to go all out. He needs a breakthrough, and it's only when a person is in the most dangerous situations that hidden potential erupts.

If he can't use this old dog to break through on this floor, then there's no need to challenge the upper floors. With his current cultivation, he'd surely die if he goes up.

The old man watched Qin Yi coldly, the aura and killing intent around him were terrifying to the extreme.

Qin Yi's whole body tensed, his eyes were sharp, purple light swept around him, his blood boiling inside, and his veins and bones bursting with dazzling golden light, almost seeping from his pores. He pushed his cultivation to the limit, knowing each attack from this old dog could be deadly, a slip could cost him his life right here.

The old man snorted coldly, raised his hand, and aimed a palm strike at Qin Yi.

The terrifying power like raging waves swept through, condensing a gigantic handprint mid-air, bringing with it a world-destroying might, and fell towards Qin Yi.

The handprint was still ten meters above the ground, yet its oppressive force caused cracks to cyclically appear on the ground.

Qin Yi's divine soul trembled, the terrible force felt like Mount Tai pressing down, first to crush him into powder, with his feet embedded into the ground.

"Ah..."

Qin Yi roared in fury, purple light swirling around, forming layers of Qi walls to shield himself inside.

Both hands quickly formed seals.

The air twisted and exploded, a huge purple handprint materialized, palm facing up, directly smashing into the descending giant handprint.

Two equally massive, terrifying handprints collided mid-air.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi's handprint was directly shattered, a terrifying purple storm rolled like clouds, furiously sweeping around, directly destroying two stone pillars nearby.

Immediately followed by another massive explosion.

The old man's handprint smashed Qin Yi's handprint, then struck the Qi wall Qin Yi had gathered.

Blocked.

The handprint didn't breach the Qi wall but was halted.

Qin Yi wrapped in purple light, continually replenishing the Qi wall's consumed power.

Not enough, still not enough.

"Old dog, this is all you got? If so, forget killing me in three moves, even three hundred wouldn't work. You're worthless, living to such an old age only to become a dog. Kneel and kowtow to me, and I might spare your life."

Qin Yi knew the old man was holding back; this hand didn't achieve the expected effect.

The old man's face was livid, eyes flickering with killing intent, he snorted coldly, slowly raised his left hand, a terrible power swept from his palm, once again gathering a giant left handprint in the air.

The old man flipped his hand with a shake, the giant handprint crashed down harshly, struck the other handprint.

The force doubled.

"Crack, crack..."

The crisp sound of cracking continued endlessly.

The cracks spread across Qin Yi's Qi wall, nearing collapse.

"Old dog, this counts as your second move."

"Boom!"

Just as Qin Yi finished speaking, the Qi wall exploded, and as the storm swept, Qin Yi was engulfed by the layered giant handprints.

In an instant, the entire Sin Tower shook violently.

The ground directly bore a huge hole, the two palms smashing through outright.

For a long while, the storm dissipated.

The old man looked at the big hole in the ground, walked to the edge, looked down, directly seeing the first floor. Below, a pile of rubble entirely buried Qin Yi, with only his head exposed, blood-stained face, eyes closed, devoid of any sign of life.

The old man snorted, sneered with disdain.

"No matter what kind of monster you are, you must die when you meet me."

The old man sneered continuously, "I never break a promise, when I say I'll kill you in three moves, I certainly will."

Then he summoned a cushion, sat cross-legged upon it, and proclaimed, "I am Xu Jin, the second layer Tower Master of Sin Tower. Now officially announce, Qin Yi is dead, killed by my own hand."

The voice thundered like a rolling drought thunder, echoing far and wide.

Outside Sin Tower, everyone was startled by the previous terrifying commotion, discussing the intense battle inside, when suddenly they heard the news of Qin Yi's death.

Everyone froze for a moment.

Then, uproar erupted.

Qin Yi is dead, killed?

Although it was an outcome everyone expected, Qin Yi's previous dominance filled them with fear. His sudden death felt like a massive mountain moving from their chests.

"Hahaha... I knew it, a mere clown trying to challenge Sin Tower, it was simply suicidal."

"The demon is finally dead, so arrogant before, I thought he was an extraordinary expert, turns out not, defeated on just the second floor."

"Died well, I staked everything on Sin Tower's win, this time I'm rich."

The crowd debated loudly, since the man's dead, they could say whatever without concern.

In the distance, atop a building terrace, Xiao Jian and others heard the news, their bodies stiffening, eyes blank, all stunned.

They couldn't believe Qin Yi was dead?

Yun Mengyao's body trembled slightly, lips and fingers shivered, she murmured, "Impossible, impossible, how could Qin Yi die? He's invincible, who could kill him, that old dog must be lying..."

Xiao Jian's old eyes were vacant, he too couldn't believe it. But the news came from Sin Tower, besides, if Qin Yi wasn't dead, why not make a sound?

Jing Wuyan staggered, voice trembling, "It's my fault for Qin, it's my fault..."

Everyone was dumbfounded by the news, full of disbelief.

Seven-inch Snake and others were like stone carvings, Qin Yi dead, it's over, the Poison Snake Organization couldn't afford the gambling losses this time.

Elsewhere, both Blood Killing Tower and Soul Chasing Mercenary Group members were stunned.

They had taken Qin Yi's word, placing hefty bets on him, now that he's dead, their hearts were bleeding.

"Trash, that damn trash, the Poison Snake Organization has been utterly ruined by him." Here, Seven-inch Snake suddenly leapt up, smashed the teacup furiously, and in unreleased rage, flipped the table, raging violently.

Yun Mengyao glared with red-rimmed eyes, "You're spouting nonsense, Qin Yi can't die, he's invincible, no one in this world can kill him. The old dog inside Sin Tower must be lying."

Seven-inch Snake's face twisted and fierce, screeched, "Can't die? Sin Tower wouldn't falsely release information. If he really wasn't dead, why doesn't he make a sound now?"

"He must have his own reasons, anyway, Qin Yi won't die."

Seven-inch Snake looked insane, "That damn bastard, ruined my Poison Snake Organization completely, if I find his corpse, I'll grind his bones to dust."

"You deserve it, it's your greed, no one forced you to cooperate." Yun Mengyao vehemently retorted, emotions running high.