Soon, Xiu Qiyu's figure appeared in the snow mountain. After picking a few spiritual herbs that were not far away, Xiu Qiyu transformed into a white shadow and ran down the snow mountain.

There are naturally many good things deep in the snow-capped mountains, and perhaps even some snow mountain cold fish, but Xiu Qiyu is currently eager to kill people—no, to kill alien races. So, he went straight down the mountain.

The moment Xiu Qiyu appeared, it caused many people to gasp in surprise.

"My dream guy finally appeared. Seeing his face made me feel so much better."

"It seems like my idol's skills have improved; he seems even more powerful than before."

"You can even see that? I can only see that my idol seems even more charming than before. Sigh, his already stunning good looks can get even more beautiful. He's really leaving no room for anyone else to compete."

"My idol doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

"My idol must have something on his mind! He rushed down the snow mountain without even bothering to look around for snow lotus or other medicinal herbs."

"I can see my idol's face again, oh no, I think I'm about to break through, you guys get out of the way!"

"Holy crap, is this some kind of exaggeration?" If Xiu Qiyu can break through with just one glance, shouldn't they take a closer look?

After descending the mountain, Xiu Qiyu retraced his steps. Indeed, he no longer needed to worry about points; instead, he should properly thank the old monster.

Last time, Xiu Qiyu activated an avoidance mode, avoiding combat whenever possible. Now, Xiu Qiyu seems to have entered a berserk mode.

Along the way, he annihilated any alien races he encountered. At the same time, he also rescued many human prodigies.

"Take care of yourselves, goodbye." Xiu Qiyu didn't talk to these human prodigies for long and left in a flash.

Next, Xiu Qiyu became like a demon god of death, his murderous aura growing stronger and stronger. Many wounds appeared on his white clothes, which looked rather glaring, but his eyes grew colder and colder.

More than a dozen alien races have died by his sword, and six or seven demons have been burned to ashes by the Ice Heart Flame.

When faced with a Nascent Soul stage alien, Xiu Qiyu showed no hesitation and immediately engaged in battle. Since his bloodline talent was awakened, Xiu Qiyu could clearly feel the changes within himself. His meridians were constantly expanding, and his dantian had doubled in size. Most importantly, his physique had become much stronger; ordinary magical artifacts simply couldn't penetrate his physical defenses, and his wounds healed much faster. Overall, his combat power had increased more than tenfold.

Before awakening, Xiu Qiyu could fight against Nascent Soul stage experts without changing his expression. Now that his combat power has increased so much, Xiu Qiyu would feel sorry for himself if he didn't find a few alien races to practice against.

Compared to humans, the biggest advantage of the alien race is their strong physique and extremely high defense. However, when they encounter Xiu Qiyu, they are destined for tragedy. Xiu Qiyu's speed, strength, and defense are no less than those of the alien race, and he even recovers faster than the alien race. He can wear down the alien race to death.

Instead of rushing into a risky victory, Xiu Qiyu fought the alien race slowly, even feigning weakness. Several times, he was nearly killed by the aliens, only escaping by luck. This astonished the onlookers. Shouldn't their idol be exuding dominance and sweeping everything aside? Why did it seem like he was being suppressed? It must be an illusion!

After Xiu Qiyu gradually figured out the true strength and trump cards of the alien race, she began a brilliant counterattack. At the moment when the alien race's head flew into the air, it didn't even know why it had fallen into such a situation.

Only Ye Xiruo looked calmly at the light screen, showing no concern for Xiu Qiyu.

Hua Rong touched Ye Xiruo's forehead and asked with some confusion, "You don't have a fever, what's wrong?"

"Get out of my way! I don't have a fever!" Ye Xiruo roared. "Xiu Qiyu is just walking a dog." This phrase was used very vividly and figuratively. If that alien race knew this, they would definitely be depressed to death.

"So he did it on purpose."

"Brother Xiu Qi's strength has greatly increased, and he is now at the half-step Nascent Soul stage. The reason he left the snow mountain is probably to go down the mountain to seek opportunities."

"Oh, I see? What if we can't find it?"

Ye Xiruo looked at Hua Rong coldly, her face clearly saying, "Say it again if you dare." Hua Rong shrank back without any backbone. He didn't dare. Xiu Qiyu and Ye Xiruo were not human. Their cultivation speed was unprecedented.

"With Xiu Qiyu's luck, he will definitely succeed."

"Senior Brother will not fail." In Qing Zhiyi's heart, Xiu Qiyu will always be the omnipotent Senior Brother.

Ye Xiruo nodded. Killing was also a way. Now, Brother Xiu Qi should no longer be trapped in killing. So she just needed to watch Brother Xiu Qi grow stronger and stronger.

Thinking of this, Ye Xiruo felt much better.

After easily killing the alien race, Xiu Qiyu collected the corpses and continued on his way. Along the way, he encountered quite a few people vying for rare and precious materials, but Xiu Qiyu showed no interest in any of them. If one of the parties involved in the struggle was an alien race, he would kill them without hesitation. If they were both humans, Xiu Qiyu had no intention of getting involved in their feuds and would simply leave quickly, leaving them with only his back view.

The second round of the competition has been going on for twenty days, with only ten days left until it ends. However, the casualties in the secret realm are getting higher and higher. There are no more rare and precious treasures that can be easily found now, and all that remains are in extremely dangerous or perilous situations, which most people are unwilling to take the risk of.

To gain points, they had no choice but to fight each other. A faint aura of blood permeated the secret realm, and countless people had perished. Death seemed to have awakened the fighting spirit within their bloodlines; many were blinded by rage, their eyes fixed solely on points and rankings.

The powerful alliance between Zhan Changtian and Yu Kou is enough to sweep through the entire secret realm; the number of alien races who have died at their hands is already in the hundreds.

After killing for five days, they finally found Mu Feng. Mu Feng, who ranked second, was no fool. He seemed to have been prepared and was still sitting lazily in a soft chair, surrounded by a group of alien races.

"You've finally arrived. I've been waiting for you for a long time."

Although Zhan Changtian and Yu Kou were somewhat surprised, they were not afraid. Faced with an unknown enemy, they only trusted themselves.

Thus, Zhan Changtian faced off against Mu Feng. Yu Kou manipulated countless elusive winds and directly unleashed the ultimate wind, a massive tornado that swept up all the alien races who couldn't escape and pursued them at an extremely fast speed.

The flesh and blood of the alien race caught in the whirlwind were shredded by the sharp wind blades, blood raining down and blossoming into flowers of blood within the tornado. Meanwhile, Yu Kou's pink figure relentlessly pursued the remaining men in black. The aura of a top-tier prodigy alone instilled fear in ordinary people; even though these were alien races, the difference in their levels could not be bridged by numbers alone.

Especially since the ferocious tornado had swept away more than half of the people and caused the remaining majority to lose their will to fight, this woman was a demon.