The Earth won't allow someone as awesome as me to exist!

Chapter 366 The King of Shadows

Boom!

With a single strike, a violent blade aura swept across the entire Yin Sect. This aura was more like a corrosive force; the Yin Sect disciples caught in its grasp were instantly corroded clean, without even a scream.

"Ha ha……"

Yin Feng laughed wildly, for he had just witnessed that the blade had indeed struck Qin Chuan.

This strike could kill even a god.

"Thank you for your hard work, four elders."

Yin Feng turned his head and looked at the four extremely weak elders.

The four elders nodded slightly, about to say something, when their pupils suddenly contracted, and their pale faces turned to fear.

"What's wrong?" Yin Feng sensed something was amiss.

"Emperor Qin... is not dead..." The four elders were terrified.

Yin Feng suddenly turned around and saw Qin Chuan standing right in the center of the strike. The ground was completely undamaged. The combined strike of the five elders hit Qin Chuan as if he had been thrown into the sea, without even a ripple on his clothes.

Moreover, Qin Chuan's skin was radiant with golden light and flowing with a deep blue glow, making him look like a celestial being descended to earth.

"Indestructible Vajra?" Yin Feng subconsciously thought it referred to the Buddhist Vajra Indestructible, but he quickly dismissed the idea.

This is by no means indestructible; even if it were, it wouldn't be able to withstand this blow.

The key point is that Qin Chuan was completely unharmed after being struck by this knife.

This was a deadly attack from the five elders of the Yin Sect, who had poured all their cultivation into it, yet it had absolutely no effect.

"What good will it do you if you exhaust all your cultivation?"

Qin Chuan's gaze was cold: "Faced with absolute power, it's nothing more than a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Everyone in the Yin Sect fell silent.

The five elders remained silent, filled only with despair and fear.

Who would have thought that Qin Chuan's strength had become so formidable?

The Soul-Locking Array was useless, and even the combined power of the five elders' strikes was ineffective. Today, the Yin Sect is destined to be suppressed by Qin Chuan.

"Emperor Qin, do you think you've won?"

Suddenly, a cold wind slammed its palm down on the ground, and a plume of black energy shot out from beneath the earth, soaring straight into the sky.

"We hereby invite... the Sect Master to come out of seclusion!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the entire Yin Sect fell silent.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Suddenly, wisps of black smoke rose from the ground, like pillars.

As the black energy gathered in mid-air, it coalesced into a male figure wearing a black robe embroidered with bone patterns. His body was shrouded in endless Yin energy, which was far more terrifying than the combined power of the five elders.

It seemed to hold the power of life and death, devour all things, and cause the entire world to tremble.

The Yin Sect Master... the Yin King!

"Welcome, Sect Master!"

"Welcome, Sect Master!!!"

After the Yin Sect Master appeared, joy was evident on the faces of many Yin Sect disciples.

The Yin King is in seclusion most of the year and rarely appears in public. All affairs within the sect are handled by the five elders. Many Yin Sect disciples are seeing this legendary sect leader for the first time.

"What's going on?" King Yin frowned, his expression somewhat displeased.

Yin Feng immediately gave a brief account of the whole story.

"Oh?"

Yin Wang glanced sideways at Qin Chuan: "Qin Tiandi, a legend of our time, is indeed worthy of the name for being able to force my Yin Sect into such a predicament."

"but……"

"Yin Feng is, after all, an elder of my Yin Sect, and naturally I cannot let you kill him. If you are willing to hand over the Soul Crystal and cripple your martial arts, I can pretend that nothing happened today."

The many disciples of the Yin Sect stared intently at Qin Chuan, eager to know whether he would cripple his own martial arts, otherwise he would only face certain death.

Clearly, they have more confidence in their sect leader.

Yin Feng sneered, "Emperor Qin, killing me won't be that easy. In front of our sect leader, you're just a junior. Surrender now, or you'll make a mistake."

The appearance of the Yin King was like a reassurance, putting everyone in the Yin Sect at ease.

Yin Ying, who had been slapped away, grinned maliciously at that moment: "Emperor Qin is nothing special."

Everyone seemed to have forgotten that Qin Chuan had just single-handedly suppressed the entire Yin Sect.

Qin Chuan stood with his hands behind his back, his innate Dao body still radiating brilliant light: "If your Yin Sect's Grand Elder wants to kill me, then I will kill him. What's wrong with that?"

"You, sect leader, are you perhaps determined to protect him to the death?"

Death guarantee?

Upon hearing these two words, Yin Wang was not angry: "Emperor Qin, I know you are very strong. Your external martial arts technique is probably superior to the Vajra Indestructible technique of Buddhism. However, my Yin Sect's technique devours all things. Even if you have a body of external martial arts, you cannot resist the invasion of evil energy."

As soon as he finished speaking, he raised his hand and waved it. Endless black energy surged and transformed into thousands of ferocious bone claws, which swept towards Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan remained standing there, letting the bone claws reach out to him. His innate Dao Body was impervious to all attacks. If it were another Core Formation cultivator from the cultivation world, he would take it more seriously. But how could an attack from an Earth martial artist possibly break through his innate Dao Body?

It should be understood that in the cultivation world, an innate Dao body is considered a superior immortal technique.

The thousands of bone claws were about to grab Qin Chuan, but before they could even touch the hem of his clothes, they shattered into nothingness.

The King of Yin's expression grew more serious: "What kind of martial art is this?"

I've never seen anything like it before.

He had been a martial arts master for over a century and had seen countless external masters, but he had never encountered anything so bizarre.

Invincible?

"Are you perhaps practicing Taoism?"

However, the response to the Yin King was an incomparably terrifying pressure. Qin Chuan casually extended a palm, his palm seemingly transforming into a vast starry sky, with endless Daoist charm flowing around it, and then pressed down with his backhand.

"Get down here!"

Above the Yin King, a huge palm print appeared, and within that palm print, a vast galaxy seemed to be hidden.

Before the palm strike even landed, the Yin King spat out a mouthful of blood. He was horrified to discover that the Yin energy that had raged around him for a hundred years was actually being crushed into pieces.

It was more as if these malevolent energies, terrified of the palm that suppressed heaven and earth, dissipated on their own.

"What kind of power is this?" the King of Yin exclaimed in shock.

Qin Chuan's expression remained unchanged, and his tone was indifferent as if he were stating something very ordinary: "You have lived for over a hundred years, but your knowledge is still too limited. Naturally, you do not understand that the innate Dao body unites with the Dao through strength and controls the universe."

The Yin King's expression was unpredictable. He had cultivated for over a hundred years and pursued immortality, yet he was completely unaware of this power. Even though he was already a god, he was like an ant under this power.

He was unwilling to accept it; he couldn't accept it.

But we have to face reality.

The person in front of me is not some young man in his twenties at all; he is an old monster who has lived for hundreds of years.

This body was most likely acquired through possession.

"I surrender!"

The King of Yin was not stubborn and immediately raised his hands: "I entrust the Yin Wind to you. I hope you will not hold a grudge against a junior."

But that earth-shaking palm strike still didn't stop.

Qin Chuan only uttered two words.

"Too late!"