Chapter 0586 Strong Return

Chapter 0586: Dominant Return

Qin Yun channeled Shadow Power, melding into the shadows as he glided through the forest.

Dozens of disciples lurked here, lying in wait for nighttime travelers.

Among the disciples entering the forest, some were trying to make it back to the safe city overnight, while others came here to hunt each other down.

Only through this method could they quickly rack up points.

Normally, everyone either hid well or traveled with their legions, making them difficult to track down.

Legion-capable disciples were especially hard to kill.

Of course, this was nothing to Qin Yun.

He had already wiped out the Tyrant Dragon Legion.

Qin Yun had been in closed-door cultivation for over half a month, and during this time, his score hadn’t budged.

As a result, many disciples figured he’d quit climbing the rankings.

After all, anyone with negative points would have zero drive to push forward.

Keep in mind that the top ten disciples had accumulated their points over a long period.

Even powerful legion leaders found it difficult to gain points quickly.

An icy wind howled through the forest.

Many disciples lay in ambush—some hiding in trees, others in bushes, and some even underground—all in small teams, patiently waiting.

At the slightest disturbance, they would strike immediately.

Yet, Qin Yun flew through the area undetected.

Hanging midair, he gazed down at the forest below and sneered, "Free points for the taking? I won’t hold back!"

With that, he let loose his five Flying Knives.

Having reached the Spirit Martial Realm, his mental energy had surged. Using the Divine Control Technique, he could now wield the knives faster and with greater force.

After locking onto a team below, Qin Yun sent the five knives flying—soundless but lightning-fast.

The knives plunged into the forest, punching deep into the ground.

Hidden several meters beneath the soil, five individuals were instantly killed.

The disturbance on the surface drew their squadmates rushing over to investigate.

The moment they arrived, the five knives shot out from the earth.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

The knives punched through their skulls in an instant.

"Flawless."

After eliminating ten people in the area, Qin Yun swiftly moved to another nearby location.

He had to move fast, taking out the disciples in this forest before others realized he was there.

Qin Yun had already flown around the forest earlier, scouting their positions before making his move.

This way, after clearing one group, he could immediately head to the next location and take down the second batch...

Thus, Qin Yun could carry out a clean sweep of the forest with smooth efficiency.

Deep into the night, the forest remained dead silent.

Those who hadn’t been killed yet were lying in wait for their prey.

Amidst the tranquil forest, Spirit Martial Realm disciples were picked off one by one without warning.

Many didn’t even see who struck them down.

However, upon waking up, they immediately realized it must have been Qin Yun!

Because only Qin Yun possessed such deadly sneak attack skills.

In the stillness of the night, groups of disciples in the forest were getting axed left and right, booted from the Immortal Soldier Illusory Realm.

This incident quickly alarmed the top-tier clan disciples ranked in the top ten.

Qin Yun had returned!

At dawn, early in the morning, the safe city was buzzing.

Because Qin Yun had returned!

After disappearing for over half a month, Qin Yun had finally reappeared.

And he had taken down all the disciples in that forest.

Qin Yun’s score, which had been in the negative four hundreds, was no longer negative and had started climbing again.

Qin Yun now had over fifty points!

This caused a huge stir.

People in the safe city no longer dared to leave, fearing they would be inexplicably eliminated by Qin Yun the moment they stepped out.

Qin Yun was indeed outside the city, lying low in the shadows, eyeing the city gates.

He was waiting for the clan factions to appear.

"Bring it on again, you goddamn cowards!"

Having stepped into the Spirit Martial Realm and become a Martial Master, Qin Yun wouldn’t be caught off guard like before, even when surrounded by several powerful clan disciples.

...

In a large courtyard of the Immortal Soldier Palace, Tian Yaolei had been kicking back, enjoying the sun. Upon hearing the news, he shot up from his chair.

"Tian Yaolei, last time, each of us used a talisman just to be the first to capture Qin Yun!" Yang Shenglong approached, his face filled with fury. "That damn cockroach Qin Yun keeps messing with us!"

Long Kuangxing and Ji Lang also arrived one after another, their faces just as grim.

Their job was to keep Qin Yun from gaining points.

They all thought that once Qin Yun had a few hundred negative points, he wouldn’t come back.

Who knew that in less than a month, he not only returned but wiped out his deficit.

"A new talisman costs 500 points! We can’t keep doing this, or our rankings will drop even further!" Tian Yaolei said.

"It's all your fault! We should have discussed it properly—only one of us needed to exchange the talisman. Yet, we all did and used them at the same time, wasting so much!" Long Kuangxing snorted coldly. "Bunch of idiots!"

"Wait, Long Qiaofeng, that woman didn't use hers. Let's find her and make her use her tracking talisman!" Tian Yaolei suggested.

"That damn snake might have gone after Qin Yun herself! Last time, she wanted to capture him for her own gain. That scheming witch!" Ji Lang growled angrily at the thought.

"Let's each return and enter the Immortal Arms Mirage to gather our legions," Yang Shenglong said.

Once agreed, the four clan heirs quickly returned to their residences.

...

Qin Yun waited outside Safe City until dusk when he suddenly saw a middle-aged man charging toward the city on horseback.

Suddenly, a black-clad youth burst out of the city, attempting to kill the rider.

"Vermin! You dare come for me?" the rider roared. "Do you know who I am? I'm the vice-captain of the Huatian Corps!"

Many disciples near the city gate had been ready to strike, but upon hearing "Huatian Corps," they backed off in fear.

Qin Yun had also heard of the Huatian Corps—it was Hua Xiyue’s corps.

Word was, its members were all from the Dharma Protector Hall, each exceptionally strong, with Hua Xiyue as their leader.

The attacking youth clearly didn’t recognize the rider.

Upon hearing "Huatian Corps," his face twisted in terror as he tried to flee back into the city, but the rider thrust his spear, goring through the kid’s head.

"Pathetic point piñata!" The middle-aged man laughed, withdrawing his spear.

He glared at those by the gate and sneered, "You bottom-feeders! Come out if you want to give me points!"

Just as he laughed, a volley of throwing knives came flying.

The man barely vaulted clear.

Though he dodged, Qin Yun’s knives dropped the horse on the spot.

The horse went down, dead.

The man bellowed in fury.

"Who did this?! Show yourself!" His voice boomed like a thunderclap. "I, Xia Shufeng, swear you’ll leave the Immortal Arms Mirage in the most painful way possible!"

Everyone shuddered at the sight of the dead horse—this was a straight-up challenge against Xia Shufeng.

"Grandpa’s too dignified to roll out, so he’ll just fly out instead!"

Qin Yun drifted down, all casual-like, smirking at Xia Shufeng below. "Well, my sweet little grandbrat, what’s your gripe?"

"You… the hell are you supposed to be?!" Xia Shufeng’s voice seethed with fury, like he was about to spit lightning.

The crowd was also eager to know who the figure in the black cloak and conical hat was, daring to be so arrogant as to provoke a disciple of the Dharma Protector Hall—and no less than the vice-captain of the Huatian Corps at that.

"Boy, you're so young, yet your memory is already failing you? Didn’t I just say it? I’m your grandpa!" Qin Yun laughed heartily. "You really need your memory checked!"

"I'll carve you up!" Xia Shufeng roared, his eyes burning with fury.

He leaped into the air, thrusting his spear forward as a flurry of spear thrusts erupted like a tidal wave, surging toward Qin Yun in overwhelming layers, accompanied by a fierce gale.

Whoosh!

The storm of sharp spear thrusts, like a tidal wave, violently slammed toward Qin Yun.

"Kid, with skills like these, you can’t even scratch your grandpa!"

Qin Yun sneered, flicking his hand lightly. An invisible shockwave, like a stampede, surged forth with world-shattering force.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The shockwave swept forward, shattering all of Xia Shufeng’s attacks.

Qin Yun executed the Ninefold Steps, his figure blurring like a ghost as he eerily appeared behind Xia Shufeng.

Xia Shufeng was completely dumbfounded, never expecting to encounter someone so formidable.

Qin Yun threw a punch, the force of the shockwave roaring out, blanketing a hundred meters.

His fist collided with Xia Shufeng’s back!

Boom!

Xia Shufeng’s back exploded in a shower of sparks from the violent impact, sending him flying thousands of meters before crashing into the city wall.

Qin Yun arched an eyebrow, smirking coldly. "My dear boy, as expected of a disciple from the Dharma Protector Hall—quite the fancy armor!"

With the power of that punch, tearing through Xia Shufeng’s body should have been effortless.

Yet, Xia Shufeng was merely sent flying!

Qin Yun closed the distance instantly.

Xia Shufeng was just scrambling to escape when Qin Yun struck him with another shockwave, slamming him deep into the earth and creating a crater dozens of meters wide.

Qin Yun descended from the sky, stomping hard on Xia Shufeng’s back and unleashing a surge of lightning.

The surging lightning, intertwined with the shockwave, coursed through every inch of Xia Shufeng’s body.

"Ahhh—!" Xia Shufeng shrieked in agony.

The spectators on the city wall were frozen in terror.

The Huatian Corps, composed of disciples from the Dharma Protector Hall, was feared for their might.

Yet its right-hand man was being beaten like a mangy cur.

"Who the hell are you?!" Xia Shufeng shrieked in agony.

"Listen well, your grandpa’s name is Qin Yun!" With that, Qin Yun unleashed the Flame Fist.

His fist transformed into a colossal fist of flame, crashing down with the force of a shockwave, reducing Xia Shufeng to ashes.

The people of the Safe City swallowed hard in terror.

The returning Qin Yun was toying with martial masters of the Spirit Martial Realm, displaying terrifying power.