Watching the Nascent Soul cultivator fly away like a kite with a broken string, the Qiu family fell into complete silence.

A kind of quiet that makes one feel absurd, bewildered, and eerily quiet.

A Nascent Soul True Monarch, with all his might, was sent flying by a Golden Core cultivator's light palm strike?

Isn't that absurd?

Even if that Nascent Soul cultivator, perhaps due to anger, made a move that lacked structure.

Of course, it's not to say that it's completely impossible for a Golden Core cultivator to defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator.

As everyone knows, there are quite a few sword cultivators who can challenge opponents of higher levels.

But! But that's called a challenge against a higher level!

It's a challenge! Not easy at all!

It wasn't as easy as Liu Yunqing's palm strike.

A myriad of thoughts surged through the minds of the Qiu family members and the onlookers, but in reality, it was all over in an instant.

Just as everyone was feeling a mix of emotions, Liu Yunqing, who had knocked one person away, rushed to the place where Tu Feng was being held.

Looking at the cage, Liu Yunqing was too lazy to bother having the Qiu family unlock it. He reached out and grasped the cage door, and the chain, made of some unknown metal, opened with a click.

Perhaps it was the flickering light that startled the Qiu family, or perhaps it was the clanking of the chains that awakened them, shattering the silence at that moment.

Once this eerie silence was broken, a tense standoff was about to erupt.

At this moment, the Qiu family also realized that no matter how absurd it was, the Golden Core cultivator who came today was no ordinary Golden Core cultivator, and they could no longer care about maintaining the dignity of their senior.

In the face of a family crisis, dignity is worth less than a spirit stone.

Liu Yunqing glanced around and saw four or five Nascent Soul cultivators with serious expressions surrounding him. He raised an eyebrow slightly and, quite kindly, addressed the other three major families who were secretly watching:

"Wow, this small Red Moon City has quite a few Nascent Soul True Monarchs from the Qiu family."

"I've heard that the Qiu family isn't exactly the best among the four great families of Red Moon. Other families probably already have Nascent Soul cultivators by now, right?"

How could a small city like Red Moon possibly contain any Nascent Soul cultivators?

Families that can settle down in such remote towns are those that couldn't find a foothold in other resource-rich areas.

Upon hearing Liu Yunqing's words, the expressions of the three families who were secretly watching the show changed, and each of them had their own thoughts.

The Qiu family looked even uglier.

It wasn't just that Liu Yunqing was stirring up trouble and saying that the Qiu family had ulterior motives; it was also because Liu Yunqing didn't take them seriously at all.

Could this arrogant Golden Core female cultivator really think that just because she can defeat a Nascent Soul cultivator, she can also withstand four or five Nascent Soul cultivators at the same time?

Moreover, the Qiu family's backers are not limited to these four Nascent Soul cultivators.

Although it would be shameful to ask a Nascent Soul Dao Lord to deal with a Golden Core cultivator.

Of course, they didn't have the opportunity to ask.

Because the hateful female cultivator who was just talking big a moment ago had changed her expression in the next instant and launched a swift attack on the group.

The group saw the female cultivator push her palms towards them, and a large swath of fire dragons capable of scorching one's soul swept towards them.

While the others dealt with the troublesome fire dragon, Liu Yunqing grabbed the still-shocked Tu Feng and tossed him out of the Qiu family compound, handing him to Tu Feng's follower. Then, without any leverage, he soared into the air, flipped his hand, drew his bow, and released an arrow in one fluid motion.

Liu Yunqing's sudden move caught everyone off guard and caused them to panic for a moment, especially the unlucky guy who was hit by an arrow. His right shoulder and arm were engulfed in flames and then exploded with a "bang".

This arrow ignited the fury of the group.

This also made the others no longer dare to underestimate Liu Yunqing's strength.

One of them even recognized Liu Yunqing.

"It was her!"

However, the two sides had completely turned against each other at this point, and there was no other choice but to continue fighting. Even if someone recognized Liu Yunqing, there was no way to engage in any further verbal sparring.

Liu Yunqing was even more unrestrained. Since she was in the Qiu family's territory, she could hit whomever she wanted, and it would be a loss for the Qiu family.

After a few exchanges, the Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qiu family grew anxious.

"Idiot! Get your men outside now!"

Despite his outbursts of cursing, Qiu Jiayuan still tried to lead Liu Yunqing away from the Qiu family compound.

Liu Yunqing wasn't the one who destroyed the Qiu family. Before confirming that the Qiu family was connected to the evil cultivators, or rather, to those who attempted to destroy the Sun Realm, she had no intention of harming the innocent, but she did have a mischievous heart.

After leading several Nascent Soul cultivators from the Qiu family around the Qiu family's territory a few times, making them jump up and down in anger, Liu Yunqing finally smiled and turned to fly out of the city.

Seeing this, Qiu's Nascent Soul breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time, the ruthlessness in his eyes intensified. The group exchanged glances, determined to leave Liu Yunqing's life in this endless yellow sand.

"Set up the formation!"

As soon as they left the city, the Nascent Soul cultivator with the highest cultivation level couldn't wait to issue an order.

Upon receiving the order, the three immediately changed positions, with each person occupying a corner to trap Liu Yunqing inside.

The remaining Nascent Soul cultivator, who had been wounded by Liu Yunqing's arrow, soared straight into the air.

One of the people who was changing positions saw that Liu Yunqing's flight did not generate any fluctuations of spiritual energy, and a hint of doubt flashed in their eyes.

Just as I was wondering whether I should say something, I received instructions to set up the formation in my mind. I dared not delay, so I could only suppress my thoughts for the time being and act according to the instructions.

Liu Yunqing wasn't proficient in formations, but with Zhuo Ying as her companion, she was quite clear about basic formations and some of the principles behind their operation.

Upon seeing the trajectory of the group, Liu Yunqing spread his arms, closed his eyes slightly, and felt the sudden dampness emanating from the vast yellow sand. He couldn't help but smile.

Ah, amidst the endless yellow sand, setting up the Four Symbols Formation based on water, is it an attempt to suppress one's own fire?

Unfortunately, there was no way to control the heavenly fire.

Liu Yunqing opened his eyes, and with a flick of his right palm, three arrows, clearly whiter than red, were formed.

Upon seeing the spiritual energy arrow in Liu Yunqing's hand, the Qiu family members simultaneously harbored a question:

What power is this shimmering white light?

Isn't she clearly a fire elemental?

They had never seen such power before, and Liu Yunqing had no intention of explaining it to them; he simply wanted them to experience it for themselves.

The group was only briefly puzzled, but their hands never stopped manipulating the formation. As Liu Yunqing drew her bow and nocked an arrow, a towering wave crashed down on her.

Wave after wave pushes against each other, one wave upon another, the giant waves pile up higher and higher, and the power of the waves becomes stronger and stronger.

Floating in the air, Liu Yunqing soon found that her foothold was becoming increasingly narrow.

There was no panic on her face. The surging waves splashed water, and a mist of water condensed around her, carrying a damp and heavy feeling, trying to suppress her arm that was releasing the arrow.

If it were an ordinary fire spirit root, this would indeed work; the person trapped inside might not even be able to condense a fire arrow.

Unfortunately, Liu Yunqing was not an ordinary fire spirit root. The arrow she condensed at this moment was not a fire arrow, but an arrow of faith formed with the power of faith.

Just as the entire array space was about to be completely submerged by the giant wave, Liu Yunqing slowly raised his head, smiled at the array's core, and then forcefully drew the Fusang Bow to its fullest extent.