From Wang Qinghe’s hand, he fired a laser of qi light that pierced through the blood net, striking the sky with a powerful qi explosion.

Everyone gasped in shock. Those cultivating inside the sect immediately looked toward the sky, while those in battle instantly stopped fighting.

A golden laser shot out from inside the blood net. Elder Wei could see it clearly.

"The momentum of this qi power is far stronger than I imagined."

"Could it be that he can use a technique that powerful?"

Inside the blood net, Elder Mo Li was shocked when the wall of his blood net was pierced through by Wang Qinghe’s golden laser.

His eyes stared forward, feeling the qi explosion from the technique Wang Qinghe used.

"A Heavenly-Grade technique? But how is that possible? You haven’t reached Soul Formation yet!"

"I am different from you," Wang Qinghe explained.

The sky above Tianzun Sect turned into roaring black clouds filled with lightning. Such a powerful momentum naturally drew many Great Elders out of the Sect Main Hall.

Gu Qingyin, who was focused on refining pills, also sensed the momentum.

She handed the remaining pill refinement to her disciple, then quickly flew out of the hall and stood together with the other Great Elders.

"What happened?" Qingyin asked.

One of the disciples flew toward the Great Elders. He explained everything to them about Young Elder Mo Li’s arrival and his battle against Wang Qinghe.

"Mo Li? He’s a Perfect Nascent Soul cultivator!"

"We have to go help Senior Wang!"

Gu Qingyin listened to them and agreed. They quickly flew to the edge of the sect dome and watched the battle from nearby.

Elder Wei was still there together with several sect disciples. They retreated and met up with the Great Elders.

Gu Qingyin looked upward and saw the Blood Sect’s secret technique being used, the Blood Net Technique.

"Is my brother inside there?" Qingyin asked.

Elder Wei responded while cupping his hands. "Yes, Great Elder Gu."

They were all shocked. The Blood Net Technique was difficult to overcome.

It absorbed the spiritual qi of cultivators trapped inside it, weakening them and making it difficult to destroy the blood net from the inside.

However, before they moved, Gu Qingyin glanced behind and saw Fairy Yue cultivating.

Qingyin’s cultivation eyes activated, and she saw streams of golden natural qi being absorbed into the blood net.

"We have to help him!"

"Wait!" Great Elder Gu stopped them.

They turned to the side and looked at Gu Qingyin’s face, then followed the direction of her gaze.

She was focusing on Fairy Yue, Wang Qinghe’s companion.

Suddenly, the sky above the sect shined brightly in golden light, revealing thick black thunder clouds.

Everyone’s attention was fixed on the sky as natural qi began gathering and condensing into the shape of a giant palm.

Powerful winds blew wildly, and the qi momentum felt strong and terrifying. The cultivation pressure struck everyone in the sect without exception.

Gu Qingyin slightly lowered her head when she felt the cultivation pressure. It was stronger and more dominant.

"Whose cultivation pressure is this?" one of the Great Elders asked.

"It isn’t coming from Qinghe... it’s from that palm technique," Gu Qingyin answered.

"You mean... this is a Heavenly-Grade technique?!" the Great Elder asked in shock.

"I’m certain of it."

Inside the blood net, Mo Li was helpless as his body was also suppressed by that cultivation pressure. He stared directly at Wang Qinghe. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

"Damn you!" he shouted.

The collision between the golden palm and the blood net happened with immense force, spreading qi shockwaves in every direction, tearing space itself and shaking the earth.

"Return to the sect and reinforce the dome!" one of the Great Elders shouted.

Elder Wei and the other disciples obeyed, quickly moving back into the sect.

Together, they released qi lasers toward the sect’s protective dome wall, resisting the qi shockwaves and lightning from the two attacks.

Mo Li fell to his knees on the sky floor, vomiting blood.

Not long after, cracks appeared on the blood net wall, causing Mo Li to panic.

"Impossible!"

The blood net wall shattered into fragments that fell from the sky, then faded into particles and disappeared.

Mo Li slowly raised his head toward the sky, watching with a pale face the power of Wang Qinghe’s golden palm.

Wang Qinghe had completely broken free.

He touched his forehead and released primordial soul consciousness essence, firing the blood essence into the golden palm technique and making it even stronger.

Gu Qingyin gasped in shock. "The power of the technique increased several times over?!"

Mo Li refused to die cowardly.

He bit his thumb and released a drop of blood. Both his hands formed seals, summoning a gigantic skull pagoda.

"ATTACK!" Mo Li shouted, pointing forward.

The skull pagoda’s gate opened, releasing thousands of skulls filled with dense dark qi aura. However, Wang Qinghe showed no fear.

The skulls that collided with Qinghe’s golden palm exploded and were destroyed. Mo Li widened his eyes.

"You? You are an Immortal?!" he shouted.

BLAST!

The explosion spread massive golden qi vibrations across the entire area.

Wang Qinghe was pushed backward, falling to one knee on the sky floor while coughing up a little blood.

"Brother?" Qingyin called anxiously.

Black and golden smoke rose and covered the sky. From inside the smoke, Mo Li fell weakly with both his arms severed.

His black demonic armor was damaged, and the meridians in his body were destroyed.

"Young Elder Mo Li?!" shouted the demonic alliance members.

Wang Qinghe raised his head and saw Mo Li helpless.

His hand stretched forward, pulling the man over until Wang Qinghe choked him by the neck.

COUGH!

Mo Li vomited blood as Wang Qinghe gripped his throat. His eyes turned red, and blood covered his mouth.

"If you kill me, Elder Shen will come and destroy the Tianzun Sect!" he shouted.

Wang Qinghe narrowed his eyes and sent a qi orb into Mo Li’s forehead. Inside his dantian, he saw a rune array functioning like a summoning jade.

If he killed Mo Li, Elder Shen would come seeking revenge against Wang Qinghe.

Slowly, he released his grip from Mo Li’s throat. Mo Li laughed while staring at Wang Qinghe.

"You’re afraid of Elder Shen?" Mo Li asked.

"No," Wang Qinghe answered.

"I simply need to destroy that summoning rune array and throw you into eternal void!" Wang Qinghe declared.

"HAHA! Who do you think you are? You think you know how to destroy a blood rune array?"

"Yue!"

Yue opened her eyes and flew toward Qinghe. Qinghe asked Yue to imprison Mo Li inside a natural qi cage so the dark qi inside Mo Li’s body would not increase.

Gu Qingyin felt relieved that the battle was over. However, she saw her brother standing before the twenty demonic cultivators who came together with Young Elder Mo Li.

At first, she thought Wang Qinghe was going to kill them. But then something shocking happened.

Wang Qinghe bit his thumb and shot his blood essence forward. Both his hands formed seals, activating a technique with a red rune array.

"Blood Sect Technique?!" Mo Li shouted in shock.

Gu Qingyin and the other Great Elders widened their eyes. Qingyin’s hands trembled, and her eyes did not blink.

She could clearly see that her brother was using a Blood Sect technique, a technique from the demonic cultivation path.

"The Demon Blood Void Secret Technique... Activated!"