Blast the hall master’s head with one punch!

Chen An did not hesitate at all. He did not even waste time using the Soul-Nourishing Banner. He immediately drew out the Yin-Yang Sword and shattered the opponent's soul with one blow.

Then, he shouted to everyone, including his wife and daughter, "Run!!!"

"Everyone run!!!"

"I'll be the last one!!!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone in the square reacted and fled in panic.

Some used escape techniques to escape.

Some even escaped by flying on swords.

The remaining weaker ones had no choice but to run on the ground, and many of them were trampled. The whole square was filled with wailing and despair.

In just a blink of an eye, at least 30% of the people in the square fled.

They all chose to believe Chen An, believing that the man behind the sect leader could break the trap and give everyone enough time to escape.

Chen An did not disappoint everyone's expectations. After shouting for everyone to escape, he immediately went alone to kill Yin Qingyan and his group who were hovering above Feng Ling Yue Ying Sect, trying his best to buy time for his wife and daughter to escape.

It doesn't take too much, just half a minute is enough.

With Yin Ji, whose cultivation level is as high as the Refining Void Realm, this time is enough for his wife and daughter to escape.

"Husband!"

Song Huaying looked up with tears in her beautiful eyes at Chen An who was soaring into the sky, and let out a loud shout filled with reluctance and worry.

Yin Ji didn't have time to listen to her useless shouting, so she directly cast a teleportation array to take her and her other seven sisters and five daughters away.

Except for Song Huaying, the remaining eight wives and concubines fled decisively and did not stay there and cry for their husbands desperately.

Because they all knew that if they stayed with their weak strength, they would only become a burden to their husbands.

There are only harms and no benefits.

The correct thing to do is to escape quickly and let your husband go and fight fiercely with everyone in the Nether Realm.

Without these burdens, if her husband is no match for the people in the Yin Realm, he will have enough room to escape.

"Bang!"

"boom!"

“Swish!”

While others were running away, a great battle had already broken out in the sky.

Chen An did not directly fight Yin Qingyan. Instead, like a flea, he jumped back and forth between the shadows of other Yin Realm cultivators, constantly attacking targets whose cultivation was not as good as his.

In just a short moment, more than ten weaker hall masters fell, killed by his deliberate combination of punches and Yin-Yang swords, dying on the spot, their souls annihilated.

"Territory Lord, save me... Bang! Shua!"

A female palace master had just called for help to Yin Qingyan, but the next moment she was killed in mid-air by Chen An with a punch and a sword.

The soul was cut in half by the sword and turned into nothingness.

"It's you!"

"It was you who did it before!!!"

"I will kill you and refine you into a soul tool, so that you will never be reincarnated again!"

Yin Qingyan's eyes were bloodshot with anger as she kept chasing Chen An.

However, Chen An, whose cultivation was far inferior to hers, seemed to be able to predict the future and was able to safely dodge her attacks every time.

This is the advantage brought by multiple mock trials.

When they gathered in the square just now, Chen An did not choose to sit and wait for death and put his fate in the hands of others.

Instead, he conducted a simulated trial, generated an absolute domain in his mind, copied Yin Qingyan and others into it, and conducted dozens of simulated battles with these Yin Domain monks.

Although every battle ended in a tragic death at the hands of Yin Qingyan.

"Territory Lord!!!"

"Bang!"

“Swish!”

In the blink of an eye, another hall master whose cultivation had reached the late stage of fusion was killed by Chen An and died with his eyes open.

Chen An’s current cultivation level is no longer the eighth level of the fusion that Yin Qingyan had checked with the stone tablet before, but the second level of the tribulation!

At the second level of Tribulation, with the power of deliberate punches and the Yin-Yang Sword, as well as the experience gained from multiple battles in simulated trials, he could easily kill all the Yin Realm cultivators except Yin Qingyan, who had reached the ninth level of Tribulation.

"You bastard, I want you to die!!!"

Yin Qingyan was forced into a corner, so she sacrificed her own blood and energy to perform the forbidden technique - the God and Demon Curse Killing Technique! The next moment, Chen An, who was slaughtering the Yin Realm monks in front of him, suddenly had his soul shattered, covered with countless cracks, and his consciousness almost stopped.

Finished!

Die!

Chen An's heart was filled with despair.

He had experienced this state several times in the simulated trials, and each time ended in death. Then, Yin Qingyan extracted his soul and refined it into a soul tool, causing him to suffer torture worse than death.

At the moment when he was about to die, scenes from his past and present lives flashed quickly before his eyes.

Born in the countryside, a left-behind child, he finally got into university, but became a social slave, working like a slave to pay for the high housing prices, with no future in sight.

Finally, he died suddenly during a lonely night of overtime work, and came to this world of immortal cultivation, becoming a lucky person with spiritual roots.

But unfortunately, when he was less than five years old, his parents died while going out hunting, leaving him an orphan.

Fortunately, he possessed spiritual roots and more than 20 years of experience in his previous life, so he was able to survive in this dangerous world of cultivation.

Life only started to get better after he married Song Huaying and activated the system he had always dreamed of.

He married nine wives and concubines, and had five daughters and eight unborn children in their wives' and concubines' wombs.

“It’s already very good.”

"At least I lived happily for another eight years."

"It's not a loss to die..."

Chen An didn't want to leave in too much pain, so he tried his best to comfort himself in his heart.

And just in this brief moment when he was waiting for death to come, dozens or even hundreds of ethereal figures suddenly appeared out of thin air in the distance.

He sensed the presence of these figures, but had no idea what was happening.

Then, he heard Yin Qingyan's angry roar: "Han Shuiyi!!!"

"So it was you, a bitch, who set this up!!!"

"You will die a miserable death!!!"

As Yin Qingyan roared, Chen An found that the feeling of impending death in his body had disappeared. His soul began to recover rapidly and was recovering to its peak at an incredible speed.

When his spiritual perception gradually became clearer, the scene he saw was that a group of Yin Realm monks led by Yin Qingyan were being besieged by a group of fairies wearing white ribbons and were in a great disadvantage.

What's going on? Isn't the Yin Realm the overlord of this world?

How could he be beaten into such a miserable state? ! Who are these fairies in front of him?

Am I dreaming?

For a moment, Chen An was completely confused about the situation and his face was full of disbelief.

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PS: Putting out the bowl, asking for monthly votes and recommendation votes!

(End of this chapter)