Xiu Qiyu sneered, "If you want my life, come and take it, as long as you're alive." His icy voice and cold gaze made many hesitate. However, the extraordinary treasure Xiu Qiyu had obtained was simply too tempting. Originally at the peak of the Nascent Soul stage, he had now reached the Deity Transformation stage in one step. How old was he? Not even seventeen. Such an age, such achievements—these frightened even those of them who were also human. With such growth, who could restrain him? No, they had to kill him before he fully matured to feel at ease.
Xiu Qiyu naturally knew what these hypocritical guys were really up to. He remembered every single one of their faces today. Even if he couldn't kill them all today, he would settle this score sooner or later.
Xiu Qiyu's true essence was almost exhausted. If the fight continued, his foundation might become unstable, and Xiu Qiyu did not want that outcome.
Everyone knew perfectly well that the second round was merely an elimination tournament; the real ranking competition was the third round. Only by excelling in the third round could one earn a place on the Heavenly Ranking. The higher the ranking, the richer the rewards and the greater the benefits. Xiu Qiyu didn't want to give up such a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to improve his strength; these scoundrels weren't worthy of taking him down with them.
"You want this rare treasure, don't you? It's right here in my hands. But with so many of you, how should we distribute it? Do you need me to help you think of something?"
"Xiu Qiyu, stop stalling for time. All entrances and exits to this snow mountain have been sealed off. You can't escape. Once you're dead, what business is it of yours how the treasures are distributed?"
"That's right, you won't see the final owner of the treasure."
"That's a real shame. Aren't you afraid I'll destroy the treasure and leave you with nothing?" Xiu Qiyu smiled faintly, but the smile was sinister and terrifying.
"You dare."
"What wouldn't I dare?" The extraordinary treasure in Xiu Qiyu's hand was the size of a fist, radiating multicolored light, with the aura of the Great Dao constantly flowing within it, faintly accompanied by the chanting of Sanskrit. Just looking at it for a while made one feel as if the bottleneck within their body had loosened. This extraordinary treasure could help people break through, it was definitely not a rumor.
That's really lucky for Xiu Qiyu; he was the first to use it and successfully broke through. However, Xiu Qiyu's good luck has come to an end.
Everyone's attention was drawn to the rare treasure. It was an irresistible temptation for martial artists. Everyone wanted to obtain it. Once they had the treasure and broke through their bottleneck, would they still be afraid of not getting a good ranking in the third round of the competition?
"The treasure is right here, come and take it!" Xiu Qiyu held the treasure in his hand, and wherever he went, people couldn't help but back down, fearing that Xiu Qiyu would make a last-ditch effort and make them his scapegoats.
However, they quickly reached an agreement, forming an encirclement that tightly surrounded Xiu Qiyu. Everyone thought Xiu Qiyu was doomed to escape today, but as the encirclement tightened, the smile on Xiu Qiyu's face grew brighter and brighter. This gave many people a sense of foreboding, and they shouted in trembling voices, "Xiu Qiyu, what exactly do you want to do?"
"What for? Of course, it's to give you a big gift!"
"What a generous gift." Has Xiu Qiyu been so agitated that his mind is a little off? Shouldn't he obediently offer up the rare treasure and beg us to spare his life? Everyone was filled with doubt, but Xiu Qiyu quickly provided the answer to this strange fire for them.
In an instant, the invisible glass flames completely enveloped Xiu Qiyu. At the same time, Xiu Qiyu gently tossed the rare treasure in her hand to the person in the largest crowd: "Treasure, you can take it."
Many people rushed towards the rare treasure, but before they could even get close, they were sliced to pieces by palm strikes and flashing swords. More and more people rushed towards the strange fire, vying for it. But at the same time, many people also turned their attention to Xiu Qiyu, who chuckled and said, "I have another piece of good news for you. This rare treasure has a limited number of uses, so there's no way it can be divided equally."
"They're about to die, and they're still spouting nonsense."
Xiu Qiyu's fist, enveloped in the Ice Heart Flame, slammed into the face of the person attacking him: "I kindly reminded you, and not only did you not appreciate it, you even dared to speak up. Do you think I wouldn't dare to kill you?"
Xiu Qiyu didn't use her true essence; she just relied on her powerful physique to beat the martial artist mercilessly: "You're so foul-mouthed, so foul-mouthed! I'll make sure you die before me."
The fist, imbued with strange fire, knocked the martial artist's nose crooked with a single punch. Before the blood could even flow, it was burned away by the strange fire, and his entire facial features were distorted by the heat.
The martial artist let out a shrill scream, but Xiu Qiyu's fists did not stop. The people around did not rush forward. Everyone could see that Xiu Qiyu was on the verge of madness. Who would go up now and become an innocent victim?
Many had already given up on Xiu Qiyu. Everyone knew he was a tough nut to crack; if he were to launch a desperate counterattack, killing several people would be easy, and no one wanted to be the one to take the fall. Like the man being relentlessly beaten by Xiu Qiyu, his head was already deformed. He couldn't take it anymore—the feeling of the strange fire burning his blood, meridians, and bones. A seemingly weak Nascent Soul flew out, only to be shattered by a single slap from Xiu Qiyu. Strange fire was the nemesis of all illusory and evil souls. Xiu Qiyu slammed the corpse in his hand down in front of those who tried to approach.
"What? Are you determined to kill me today?" Many people have already died over there in the struggle for the rare treasure.
Xiu Qiyu's lips curled into a cold smile. If Zishu were here, he would definitely shout that Xiu Qiyu was a black-hearted bastard and must have some kind of conspiracy.
Unfortunately, these people don't understand.
"Since you're so enthusiastic, I'll give you a gift."
The strange treasure emitting Taoist images and Buddhist chants suddenly exploded. This was something no one had expected. Damn it, Xiu Qiyu had tricked us.
"Oh no! This is poison! Get out of the way!" shouted one of the martial artists who had reacted. Unfortunately, they were the closest to the treasure, and at that distance, it was impossible for them to avoid it.
Many people felt their internal energy constantly draining away, and experienced waves of pain in their dantian. When they tried to circulate their true energy, they experienced severe pain all over their body.
"Xiu Qiyu, hand over the antidote, and I'll spare your life."
"I'm sorry, I don't have the antidote either." Surrounded by the strange fire, Xiu Qiyu began his slaughter.
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