King Xia's face darkened, and he coldly snorted, "Since you seek death, I will grant your wish!"
Upon hearing this, Lan Qin immediately drew her cyan longsword, pointed it directly at King Xia, and said coldly, "You'd better think this through!"
When King Xia saw the cyan longsword in Lan Qin's hand, his expression changed drastically. "The Witch God Sword!"
"How is that possible?"
"Wasn't the Witch God Sword lost a hundred years ago?"
Lan Qin said calmly, "Does something lost mean it can never be found again?"
"King Xia, I know your strength surpasses mine!"
"But with the Witch God Sword in my hand, I still have the strength to fight you."
A bitter smile appeared on Xia Wang's lips. He was not only capable of fighting, but could practically go toe-to-toe with him.
However, he will not back down because of this.
"Lan Qin, I hope you can think about your people!"
"If you dare to oppose the Dark Dragon Palace, I guarantee that from now on the Dark Dragon Palace will fight the Witch Clan to the death."
Lan Qin's face instantly darkened. "Are you threatening me?"
Do you know what terrible price you'll pay for threatening me?
King Xia sneered. "Of course I know!"
"However, your witch clan will also pay a heavy price!"
Lan Qin stared at King Xia with a sinister look for a while before sheathing her cyan longsword.
"King Xia, I will only ask you once: do the immortal ruins truly exist?"
King Xia's expression softened slightly; he didn't want to make an enemy of Lan Qin unless absolutely necessary.
The Wu Clan behind Lan Qin was mysterious and unpredictable, and in fact, he didn't have the courage to really start a war with them.
It was just a ruse, but fortunately Lan Qin seemed to have some reservations and compromised.
He hesitated for a moment, then replied with a flicker in his eyes, "The immortal ruins do indeed exist!"
"But to open the Immortal Ruins, it is necessary to gather the true energy of hundreds of Heavenly Realm experts and fill the energy bar!"
Lan Qin's expression changed slightly. "Such a bizarre way of opening it, are you sure it really is a relic of immortals?"
King Xia said with absolute certainty, "There is absolutely no doubt about it!"
Lan Qin frowned slightly and asked skeptically, "Then where did you learn that there are immortal ruins here?"
King Xia hesitated for a moment before replying, "It was calculated by Ling Xueyan, the Holy Maiden of the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion, who spent fifty years of her lifespan."
Lan Qin exclaimed in surprise, "Wasn't the Heavenly Mystery Pavilion wiped out long ago? There are still survivors?"
The Xia king smiled but remained silent.
Lan Qin glanced at King Xia and said calmly, "If we can really open the Immortal Ruins, I need at least forty percent of the treasures inside!"
King Xia frowned slightly. "No, at most twenty percent!"
Lan Qin pondered for a moment. "At least thirty percent!"
"I will not back down any further. You'd better think it over carefully before making a decision."
King Xia's expression shifted uncertainly for a moment, then he gritted his teeth. "Alright, thirty percent, thirty percent!"
"But you must promise that you will not tell anyone what happened here today."
Lan Qin nodded. "Of course!"
"After all, I've been in cahoots with you all!"
King Xia said nothing more. He glanced around and, seeing that the Ten Fragrance Softening Powder had completely dissipated, called Song Yuqing and the other five out of the woods and ordered, "Throw these people into the lake!"
Song Yuqing and the other five nodded, and then began to throw those Heaven Realm experts into the lake.
King Xia then called Lan Qin and they jumped into the lake together, diving to the bottom.
Thousands of meters above the clouds.
Qin Feng and his two companions took in everything.
Yan Feifei frowned slightly and looked at Qin Feng, asking, "Are we just going to stand by and watch someone die?"
Meng Heyuan sneered. "What? You want to play the saint?"
Yan Feifei glanced at Meng Heyuan and snorted coldly. "I just think King Xia is too cruel, harming so many people!"
"And there were more than thirty Chinese among them!"
"I feel we can't just stand by and watch them die; after all, these people are the backbone of the Dragon Kingdom."
Meng Heyuan was speechless. "The foundation of the Dragon Kingdom? Are you sure you're not joking with me?"
"I know most of those guys, and almost none of them are good people!"
"Most of them are consuming the essence of the Dragon Kingdom and are the garbage that is ruining the nation's destiny."
Yan Feifei opened her mouth, but couldn't find a way to refute it.
Indeed, as Meng Heyuan said, most of these people have made no contribution to the Dragon Kingdom; on the contrary, they are eroding the Dragon Kingdom's foundation.
Such a person, once dead, is simply gone.
At this moment, Qin Feng spoke up. "Stop talking about this!"
"If these people hadn't died, how could the immortal ruins have possibly appeared?"
"Besides, they brought this upon themselves, so who can they blame?"
"If they had no interest in the immortal ruins, would they die if they didn't come here?"
"Since you're here, you have to bear the consequences of your choices."
Yan Feifei and Meng Heyuan both nodded, agreeing with Qin Feng's point.
This is the world of martial artists, which is inherently cruel.
There is no regard for ethics or morality; strength reigns supreme.
Moreover, those Chinese are, to put it bluntly, leeches that cling to the bone; their deaths would actually benefit the Chinese nation.
At this moment, Yan Feifei suddenly thought of something, her eyes flashing as she looked at Qin Feng and asked, "Young man, are you confident you can deal with King Xia?"
"If we're not confident, even if there really are immortal relics appearing in the world, how can we possibly get a share of the spoils?"
Qin Feng pondered for a moment, then shook his head. "I'm not very confident!"
"But don't worry, if things really get really critical, I still have ways to kill him."
Yan Feifei blinked, then exclaimed in surprise, "What kind of method?"
Qin Feng glanced at Yan Feifei. "Stop asking questions!"
"In short, I will not use that method lightly unless absolutely necessary, because it will come at a very heavy price."
Hearing this, Yan Feifei was very curious, but she wisely refrained from asking any further questions.
at the same time.
Lake bottom.
No one expected that there was a hidden world at the bottom of the lake, with a natural barrier that isolated the lake water and formed its own space.
This space was desolate and filled with an aura of death.
Lan Qin glanced around, her brows furrowing slightly. "King Xia, are you sure this is truly the ruins of immortals? And not some evil place?"
King Xia frowned. "Strange, this place wasn't like this before. It was vibrant with life, like a paradise on earth!"
"Did something change after I came here last time?"
"Never mind, we've already come this far, we have to open the entrance and go in to take a look no matter what!"
Lan Qin hesitated for a moment, then said calmly, "I'll play along to the end!"
Then, King Xia led Lan Qin to an altar.
The altar looked ancient and unremarkable, with nothing special about it.
In the central area of the altar, there are many strangely shaped grooves, which resemble the blood vessels and meridians of a human body.
As Lan Qin stood below the altar and looked up, she felt a chill run through her body, causing her to shiver involuntarily.
"King Xia, this absolutely cannot be the ruins of immortals!"
"I recommend we evacuate this place immediately!"
King Xia curled his lip. "Don't make a fuss over nothing, don't scare yourself!"
"We've come this far, so we have to open it regardless of whether it's a relic of immortals or not!"
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