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    *Whoosh!*

     

    Qin Yichen’s prediction proved correct. Though every person present knew full well that claiming the Sacred Energy Fruit would be anything but simple, under the fruit’s irresistible allure, it took no more than a few minutes before several of the experts began to find themselves unable to contain the excitement surging within them. Over a dozen figures suddenly burst into motion, streaking in a frenzy towards that lush, verdant giant tree at the centre of the lake.

     

    Watching those figures shoot forward, Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he made no move to act.

     

    *Splash!*

     

    The moment those dozen-odd experts swept into the airspace above the lake, the previously still water erupted with enormous waterspouts. Those columns of water transformed into massive claws and lunged at the figures in mid-air.

     

    *Boom!*

     

    Beneath those waterspouts, several of the experts whose cultivation was comparatively weaker were simply crushed apart on the spot, and crimson blood mists bloomed through the air.

     

    Several others barely managed to hold on, but they were accompanied by piercing, wretched screams as they were dragged down into the lake, never to make a sound again.

     

    Of those dozen-odd figures, only two Peak Stage Martial Ancestors narrowly managed to hold off the assault. Their eyes filled with wild elation, as though they had entirely forgotten there was still a terrifying Azure Sky Demonic Flood Dragon lurking below.

     

    “Move!”

     

    In that same instant, Zhao Xueqi let out a roar and shot forward. The experts at his back, as though they had anticipated this exact moment, did not sweep towards the centre of the lake at all. Instead, they moved to intercept the others who were eyeing the Sacred Energy Fruit.

     

    Almost simultaneously, Zhang Heng let out a cold snort and gave chase. The experts he commanded moved in the same fashion as Zhao Xueqi’s, fanning out to intercept those on the field.

     

    With the strength both Zhao Xueqi and Zhang Heng possessed, they only needed to stall the others for a brief moment before they could secure the Sacred Energy Fruit for themselves.

     

    At this point, Qin Yichen no longer hesitated. His figure erupted forward towards the centre of the lake, and his speed appeared to be even faster than Zhao Xueqi and Zhang Heng.

     

    *Swish! Swish!*

     

    But the moment Qin Yichen entered the range of the lake, sharp sounds of air splitting apart rose up, and four figures materialised before him, eyeing him coldly.

     

    These four individuals were the First and Second of the Blood Hand Five Eagles, and alongside them, two Peak Stage Martial Ancestors who had been standing at Zhang Heng’s side!

     

    It was clear that both Zhao Xueqi and Zhang Heng were deeply wary of Qin Yichen. They had reached a private understanding between themselves: block him first, then contest for the Sacred Energy Fruit on their own terms.

     

    “Young man, learn to know when you have enough.”

     

    “Are you not afraid that if you are too greedy, you will end up with nothing in the end?”

     

    Even having moved to intercept Qin Yichen, those four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors did not yet make a move. They stood loosely in his path, blocking the way ahead with cold smiles.

     

    From the moment Qin Yichen had sent a Peak Stage Martial Ancestor flying with a single strike earlier, they had understood that this young man was anything but ordinary. Were a proper fight to break out, they were not at all certain they would come away with the upper hand.

     

    “And who are you to think you can stop me?”

     

    Facing four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors, Qin Yichen’s eyes narrowed slightly, but he showed not the slightest intention of backing down. Instead, he met those four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors with a gaze of open provocation and a cold smile.

     

    “Whether we can stop you or not remains to be seen, but passing through here will certainly not be a simple matter for you.”

     

    Hearing Qin Yichen’s dismissive words, the expressions of all four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors grew faintly dark. Even though Zhao Xueqi and Zhang Heng had specifically instructed them only to stall for a short time, this open provocation still stirred waves of irritation in their hearts.

     

    No matter what else was said, they were all Peak Stage Martial Ancestors, some even for more than a decade. Their individual strength had long reached its absolute peak. Though they were wary of this Late Stage Martial Ancestor, deep down, they still regarded themselves with a certain pride.

     

    “Oh? You think rather highly of yourselves, huh?”

     

    Qin Yichen, however, appeared not to notice the irritation of the four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors at all. If anything, the corner of his mouth curled into a playful smile.

     

    *Boom!*

     

    The next instant, Qin Yichen’s foot stamped powerfully against the air beneath him, and the air itself seemed to crack apart under the impact with a tremendous sound. His figure transformed into a blur and shot straight through the middle of the four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors, without the faintest intention of going around them.

     

    “So fast!”

     

    “Watch out!”

     

    At the sight of this, the pupils of all four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors contracted sharply. In the very next breath, Qin Yichen’s figure had materialised before them like a ghost.

     

    “Attack together, we must hold him back!”

     

    “I refuse to believe a brat who isn’t even fully grown yet can overturn Heaven’s Will!”

     

    The four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors roared in unison. Having readied themselves well in advance, the moment they moved, astonishing shockwaves erupted from them. Four offensive strikes, each more than capable of crushing a Late Stage Martial Ancestor with ease, came slamming towards Qin Yichen.

     

    The commotion here drew the attention of no small number of other experts. Watching four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors make their move simultaneously, several of those standing nearby hastily drove their Yuan Energy and retreated a good distance, terrified of being caught in the battle’s shockwaves.

     

    What surprised everyone, however, was that faced with such a terrifying assault, Qin Yichen’s figure did not pause for even an instant. In the midst of a sea of astonished gazes, as though charging straight to his own death, he barrelled forward into everything.

     

    *Boom!*

     

    In barely an instant, an earth-shaking explosion detonated through the air. The entire sky seemed to convulse at once. Astonishing rings of Yuan Energy blazed outward, and the lake surface below was carved into a massive depression with water surging skyward in a great column.

     

    From within the drifting curtain of lake water and shattered Yuan Energy radiance, a single figure came streaking out at speed.

     

    A moment later, beneath a sea of horrified stares, all four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors stood pale-faced, and blood came spraying from their mouths.

     

    The entire world fell briefly still.

     

    Four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors, and they had failed to stop him even for a single moment. Hardly anyone had even managed to see clearly what had just happened. How had such a terrifying combined assault been demolished in an instant, and four Peak Stage Martial Ancestors left grievously injured all at once?

     

    “How is that possible?”

     

    Staring at that streak of figure like a ray of light, hurtling in close pursuit of Zhao Xueqi and Zhang Heng, the expressions on every face in the crowd went completely blank.

     

    None of them could make sense of it. How had a mere Late Stage Martial Ancestor managed to pull off something like this?

     

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