In just a few minutes, Qin Yi killed more than ten people, all by snapping their necks, as effortlessly as taking a leisurely stroll.

Without flashy cultivation techniques, just relying on a single hand, the mighty ones in the Nascent Soul Realm were like clay chickens and pottery dogs before him, without a shred of resistance.

Not to mention others, even Su Zhantian was completely stunned.

Rumors outside always said that Qin Yi was decisive in killing, ruthless, and merciless, which he never believed. However, now he had to believe it; Qin Yi's ruthless methods surpassed his imagination.

He killed ten people consecutively, yet his expression didn't change in the slightest.

"What are you all standing around for? Are you giving him a chance to kill you one by one? Attack together, there are so many of us, even if we tire him out, we can kill him." Su Zhantian shouted frantically.

The Qi Refiners present suddenly snapped out of it, all dumbfounded by Qin Yi's heartless and ruthless methods. Su Zhantian was right, if they hesitated any more, they would all die.

"Kill, kill him."

Two longswords, like poison snakes spitting blood, with a sneering sound, thrust towards Qin Yi's back.

Qin Yi's lips curled slightly as he suddenly turned around; his hands turned purple-gold, directly grabbing the blades of the two longswords. Purple light surged from his palms, and with a bang, the sword qi exploded, and the longswords shattered.

Qin Yi raised his hand and lightly swayed, sending the fragments shooting out.

"Puff, puff..."

Blood splattered as two people fell backward, having over a dozen bloody holes shot into their bodies by the longsword fragments.

"Boom!"

Qin Yi turned around and punched out; the terrifying fist light rolled like thunder, directly blasting four people away, twisting their bodies, breaking bones and tendons, and they twitched a few times upon landing before falling silent.

"Boom!"

Another punch, where the fist light passed, the ground cracked, air twisted, and four or five Nascent Soul Realm Qi Refiners were directly twisted into pretzels by the fist light, dying in a bizarre and chilling manner.

This was the Nascent Soul Realm, in the outside world, each could walk sideways.

But before Qin Yi, they were no better than paper; easily killed in seconds.

"Your cultivation is indeed not bad, but still not enough."

Qin Yi said blandly, then punched again, the terrifying fist light easily wrecking and instantly turning five people into a mist of blood.

Blood stained the ground red, corpses everywhere.

This place was surrounded by mountains on three sides, the rich bloody smell couldn't disperse in a short time, making it feel like Hell.

"Whoosh!"

The piercing sound of breaking air was painful to the eardrums, a chill ran down Qin Yi's spine, and he disappeared from his original location in an instant.

"Puff!"

A Nascent Soul Realm mid-stage expert fell backward, a scimitar vertically stabbed in his face, almost splitting his head in half.

Su Zhantian's face twisted hideously, his eyes dark and snakelike. He didn't expect Qin Yi's speed to be this fast; he mistakenly killed his man in his sneak attack.

Qin Yi's eyes narrowed, teasingly saying, "Su Zhantian, it seems I misunderstood you. You gathered these people not to be killed by me but to join me in killing them."

"Bullshit, you dodged," Su Zhantian's face contorted, yelling loudly.

Qin Yi chuckled, concluding from this remark that Su Zhantian was just another spoiled fool from a hidden family. Just like those people from Mo Tianhao, who thought themselves superior, blind arrogance to the extreme.

In simple terms, they were used to being kings in their own small plot of land, not yet having experienced society's beatings.

Otherwise, no normal person would say something stupid like I accidentally killed my own because you dodged.

"Gentlemen, join me, today he's not, but tomorrow it'll be you who dies."

Su Zhantian roared, his aura surging as he swung the scimitar in his hand at Qin Yi.

"Whoosh!"

The scimitar turned into a black light, tearing through the air, slashing towards Qin Yi's face.

Qin Yi snorted coldly, raising his hand to smack it away.

"Clang!"

The sound of metal clashing rang out, with the scimitar being directly smacked away.

Su Zhantian was stunned, wondering how strong Qin Yi's physical power was to barehandedly deflect his mid-grade spiritual artifact.

"Kill him, what are you standing around for?" Su Zhantian roared.

The people from the Primordial Era totaled a hundred, now only seventy or eighty remained, each a terrifying Nascent Soul Realm powerhouse, gathering together with overwhelming might.

"Kill, kill him."

"If he doesn't die, we will."

These people swarmed towards Qin Yi like locusts.

"Let me have some practice with you, live through this and I'll let you go."

Qin Yi made a sealing gesture with his hands, flicking his fingers as strands of purple light plunged into different positions on the ground.

"Mystic Ice Formation, activate."

Qin Yi raised his hands slightly, and over twenty Qi Refiners charging towards him vanished without a trace.

"Nine Nether Red Refining Array, activate."

Qin Yi pointed in the air, the air rippling like a stone thrown into a calm lake.

In an instant, more than thirty people disappeared without a trace.

Only about twenty or thirty people remained, witnessing this bizarre situation, their legs went weak, not daring to rush forward but instead stumbling backward as if electrocuted.

Forty or fifty people disappeared in an instant, what kind of method was this? The remaining people nearly wet themselves, staring at Qin Yi in horror.

"You actually know arrays?" Su Zhantian was full of shock.

Qin Yi paused languidly, "Do you know them too?"

"I was taught arrays since I was young, proficient in music, chess, literature, poetry, cultivation techniques, arrays, and dao techniques. Your clumsy antics don't appeal to me at all."

"Oh?" Qin Yi's lips quirked, slightly mocking.

"You don't believe me?"

Qin Yi chuckled dismissively, "In terms of music, chess, and painting, Mo Wuji can claim first. In arrays, Array Emperor Ning Tian can claim first. In cultivation techniques, Chu Xun and Qin Mu are tied for first."

As for this one before me, to Qin Yi, they're just a mere clown.

This Nine Nether Red Refining Array, Mystic Ice Formation, were learned from Ning Tian, even he was tortured to the brink of ecstasy."

"Su Zhantian, I give you a chance to prove you're better than me. The formation is here, you can break it. Break my formation, you live. Fail, you die."

"Qin Yi, you're too arrogant. The heritage and foundation of my hidden family are beyond what a clown like you can comprehend.

I'll break your formation right now. But let me tell you, the end result is still your death."

Qin Yi's lips quirked, his figure flashing as he sat on a rock, indifferently saying, "Begin."

"Qin Yi, today I'll show you the gap between us," Su Zhantian said confidently.

Qin Yi's eyelids drooped, seemingly on the verge of sleep, he spoke faintly, "You better hurry, because every minute, I'll kill one person. There are twenty-three people here, so you have only twenty-three minutes. You like playing games, don't you? Then I'll play a time game with you, starting now."

With those words, Qin Yi used one hand to form a strange seal, softly saying, "Wind Blade."

As Qin Yi's words fell, a sharp sound of tearing space suddenly rang out in the air.

"Puff!"

A Nascent Soul Realm early-stage Qi Refiner only felt a fierce gust sweep past his neck, a shallow blood line appeared on his throat, and with a bang, it exploded into a blood mist, the body flopping down powerlessly.