Chapter 0610: Successful Kill

Chapter 0610: Successful Elimination

Just as Jian Ruyan called out "Next!", Qin Yun suddenly flung the throwing knife talisman her way.

"Who's there?"

Jian Ruyan shouted furiously, then swung her sword to lash out at Qin Yun's throwing knife.

Gotta admit, her reflexes were insane.

The moment the throwing knife left his hand, she picked up on the mental energy ripple!

If it were anyone else, they wouldn’t have stood a chance against Qin Yun's sneak attack with the throwing knife talisman.

But Jian Ruyan could!

In one fluid motion, her sword followed her perception of the flying knife and lashed out at it like lightning.

Boom!

Jian Ruyan's sword struck the throwing knife talisman, setting off a blast of searing flames that swallowed everything in a ten-meter blast radius.

Jian Ruyan and a black-clad old man were instantly vaporized in the explosion.

Qin Yun checked his score—up by 102 points, meaning he had wiped out Jian Ruyan and one of the black-clad men.

"It's Qin Yun!"

Someone shouted, their voice laced with panic.

Swish! Swish! Swish!

Qin Yun's throwing knife talismans streaked through the air like lightning!

He let loose all twenty-five throwing knife talismans in one go, wiping out twenty-five BlackClad Corps members instantly.

Then, he quickly threw out two Paralysis Mystic Runes, freezing a dozen BlackClad Corps fighters in place, allowing the throwing knife talismans to cut through them.

Qin Yun wanted to conserve his remaining stock, ensuring that the throwing knife talismans didn’t need to self-destruct to eliminate the enemies.

He still had four throwing knife talismans and two Paralysis Mystic Runes left.

The BlackClad Corps had no clue Qin Yun was right on top of them.

They had previously used the Tracking Talisman to search for him, but it showed no reaction, making them think Qin Yun wasn’t in the Immortal Armory Illusion Realm.

Yet Qin Yun had been nearby all along!

"Explode!"

Seeing that the BlackClad Corps had snapped out of it, Qin Yun swiftly controlled the throwing knife talismans to fan out and blow, obliterating the last dozen BlackClad Corps members before they could escape the Immortal Armory Illusion Realm.

The explosions from the throwing knife talismans seemed to stir up the nearby volcano, making its eruptions even more violent.

"Damn it, this bastard’s still alive?!" Qin Yun glared at the white-masked man.

The white-masked man trembled all over, shaking with fury—because the BlackClad Corps had been nearly wiped out again.

This time, they hadn’t gone after Qin Yun. Instead, Qin Yun had sought them out and ambushed them.

The members of the BlackClad Corps were both furious and shocked.

They were astonished: why hadn’t they noticed Qin Yun approaching? How did Qin Yun find them?

After all, the BlackClad Corps knew the Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm inside out. They’d roamed it for years without ever running into something this bizarre.

Jian Ruyan was just as furious!

She knew she’d been ambushed and killed—but not by whom.

When she respawned in the Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm and reached the safe city, she saw many people there discussing Qin Yun in surprise.

Qin Yun’s points had shot up by 4,900—now a jaw-dropping 15,000 total.

Jian Ruyan put it together instantly: Qin Yun had killed her.

For his points to spike like that so fast, he must have wiped out the BlackClad Corps in an instant.

The BlackClad Corps had 51 members. After Jian Ruyan took out one, 50 remained.

Qin Yun wiped out 49—only the white-masked leader was left.

Now Qin Yun faced the white-masked man, staring him down.

The white-masked man shook with rage before steadying himself, seemingly waiting for Qin Yun to attack.

Qin Yun unsheathed his Darkblade, face grim.

The white-masked man just gestured—*come at me*—in silence.

"You spineless turtle—I don’t fight dirty cheats!" Qin Yun spat, then turned tail and bolted.

Last time, he’d almost finished the white-masked man—until he’d suddenly bailed.

The white-masked man and BlackClad Corps weren’t your average foes.

They were supposedly here to train disciples, so leaving at will wouldn’t bring any punishment.

Qin Yun didn’t trust him. Why waste effort if the guy would just flee again?

So Qin Yun booked it.

He melted into the shadows, not glancing back—losing the white-masked man in seconds.

"With a guy like that? Ambush is the only play."

Qin Yun wasn’t backing down—he just wanted to avoid a straight-up fight.

"Right. He’ll bolt. No point in a fair fight," Ling Yuner nodded.

The white-masked man gave chase briefly before losing him, kicking the ground in rage.

Qin Yun stayed put, dead still.

"Although that guy is at the half-immortal realm, his abilities are weakened inside the Immortal Weapon Illusory Realm. As long as you hide well, he won’t find you," Ling Yuner said.

Though he had lost his target, the white-masked man didn’t give up. He searched carefully for any traces, advancing step by step.

Qin Yun had picked a volcanic ash-heavy spot—under the cloak of night, he was perfectly hidden.

"This guy's getting close!"

Qin Yun quickly slowed his heartbeat and froze in place.

To his surprise, the white-masked figure was only half a meter away from him but still failed to detect him.

The white-masked figure advanced slowly when suddenly, he felt danger!

At the same time, Qin Yun struck, launching a palm strike charged with Trembling Thunderfire Dao Force, while a throwing knife talisman was hidden in his palm.

Boom!

Qin Yun's palm landed on the white-masked figure's head, setting off two simultaneous blasts—the force of Trembling Thunderfire and the self-destruction of the throwing knife talisman!

The white-masked figure's upper body was obliterated.

No big deal, since they were in the Immortal Soldier Illusionary Realm.

The important thing was that he had finally taken down the white-masked figure!

"Hahaha... You persistent bastard, I finally blew your damn head off!" Qin Yun laughed heartily.

But when he closed his eyes to check his points, he jolted in shock.

He had expected only a hundred points for killing the white-masked figure.

Yet, his points had jumped from 15,000 to 20,000—a reward of 5,000 points for eliminating the white-masked figure.

"Holy shit, this is amazing, hahaha..." Qin Yun laughed even more joyfully.

Qin Yun's overnight surge of 10,000 points threw Safe City into chaos filled with envy and jealousy.

The speed at which his points increased was unfathomable, shattering the expectations of many.

Many in Safe City began questioning reality.

"What in the world is happening? Did Qin Yun take down the BlackClad Corps twice in one night?"

"That's impossible! If the BlackClad Corps were taken down once, they wouldn’t reappear in the same place. It would take time for them to reach Qin Yun again!"

"Qin Yun gained 5,000 points in an instant—totally unlike before, when he earned them in increments of a hundred or a couple thousand!"

"What’s going on here?"

"Is someone favoring Qin Yun?"

"This isn’t fair!"

Disciples from many clans began yelling in outrage.

Amid the skeptical uproar, Jian Ruyan snapped, "You fools, don’t you know the leader of the BlackClad Corps is worth 5,000 points?"

"That bastard Qin Yun took down the BlackClad Corps leader! Seems like he failed last time but succeeded this time!" Jian Ruyan, still pissed about being ambushed and killed by Qin Yun, spoke with irritation.

"Jian Ruyan, why’d you lose two points?" Long Qiaofeng approached and asked curiously.

"That bastard Qin Yun ambushed me! Originally, the BlackClad Corps was supposed to fight me one-on-one, but that guy somehow took out both me and a BlackClad member!" Jian Ruyan's voice was drenched in fury as she recounted the incident.

This sent another wave of shock through the crowd.

Qin Yun had the audacity to ambush the BlackClad Corps and wipe them all out—the very thought of it was exhilarating!

"Even though Qin Yun took me down, my strength isn’t inferior to his! If that bastard hadn’t cheated with those Mystic Runes, he wouldn’t stand a chance against me!"

Jian Ruyan oozed confidence in her own abilities.

The crowd shrank under her fury and dared not speak further.

Jian Ruyan glanced at a nearby building and strode toward it. "I’m going to exchange for a Tracking Talisman to find Qin Yun!"

Just as she approached, a black-clad figure suddenly appeared.

"Jian Ruyan, save your credits! We don’t know what underhanded trick Qin Yun used to completely conceal himself."

The sudden appearance of this black-masked figure, his voice rough and hoarse, barely recognizable as that of an elder, made the crowd tense up.

Everyone who saw his attire instantly recognized him—all too well—as a member of the BlackClad Corps.

Hearing this, Long Qiaofeng flinched inwardly, immediately realizing it must be the effect of Qin Yun’s forged Mystic Runes.

"Really?" Jian Ruyan asked in surprise.

"Yes! Our leader is furious about this too and is trying to find a way to track him down and teach him a harsh lesson!" the black-clad figure replied.

One of the family disciples spoke up, "Qin Yun is so broken that even your BlackClad Corps can’t suppress him. If he stays here, won’t he ruin the fairness? Ban him already!"

"Exactly, restrict Qin Yun from entering the Immortal Armament Illusionary Realm!"

"With Qin Yun around, we’re all doomed!"

Many family disciples began shouting in protest.

Jian Ruyan snapped—if Qin Yun was barred from the Immortal Armament Illusionary Realm, how could she get her revenge?

"You bunch of trash, shut up!" Jian Ruyan roared angrily. "What do you even think you are? Even if you lined up for Qin Yun to slaughter, he wouldn’t bother wasting his time on worthless fodder like you. How dare you claim Qin Yun threatens your survival?"

"Even I would find killing you a waste of effort, let alone Qin Yun, who lives to hunt the BlackClad Corps!"

Her words left the family disciples burning with shame and confusion—why was Jian Ruyan speaking up for Qin Yun?

"But... but Qin Yun stole a top-ten rank!" one family disciple whined indignantly.

At that moment, Jian Mang also approached, mocking, "Even if all ten top-ranked players died, you’d still be rotting at the bottom!"