Qin Yexuan had already seen the minivan.
And "Su Xueqing" standing beside the minivan.
His brow furrowed. Although everything was unfolding as he had predicted, he felt something was not quite right.
Was the mastermind holding the Hell Manifestation Diagram truly so confident? To confront him head-on?
A mysterious power chuckled in his consciousness: "When did you become so lacking in confidence? Their every move was anticipated by you, isn't that a good thing?"
Qin Yexuan was speechless: "Through the long years, I've learned at least one thing: too much smoothness inevitably implies a problem. When things are abnormally smooth, there's likely a demon at play."
He was about to approach the minivan.
Just then, a tremendous force of conflict suddenly erupted from within the vehicle.
"Is it some kind of formation? No, it's three formations!"
Qin Yexuan was greatly alarmed. His body trailed streaks of afterimages as he moved with lightning speed to "Su Xueqing's" side, then forcibly embraced her and turned!
The minivan roared with an explosion, its body shattering uncontrollably.
All the flying debris hit Qin Yexuan's back.
"An explosion caused by formation conflict?" a thought flashed through Qin Yexuan's mind.
When he looked back again, he saw a pair of hands.
Exactly the same as the last time he saw them, still holding a burning Hell Diagram.
The people on the mountain peak all rushed down, looking at the scene in shock.
Qin Yexuan firmly held the struggling "Su Xueqing," suddenly raised his hand, and struck her neck.
"Su Xueqing" fainted.
"Ayao!" he called out.
Jun Mengyao quickly ran over. Su Dan Novel Network
Qin Yexuan placed Su Xueqing into her arms: "Ayao, the Su sisters mean completely different things to me. I don't want any harm to come to either of them, do you understand?"
Jun Mengyao nodded heavily.
"So, I'm entrusting Xueqing to you now. You must guard her closely later. You are the one I trust most here!"
These words carried immense weight.
Jun Mengyao felt her arms grow incredibly heavy.
Qin Yexuan took a deep breath and shouted, "Everyone, retreat!"
Li Tianxing and the others watched anxiously.
They all knew some of the inside story and understood the power of the Hell Manifestation Diagram. Even their master wasn't completely sure.
Di Xin spread his arms, his eyes flashing with bright light: "The aura of hell!"
The great sword, which seemed to never leave, reappeared, perfectly intact, as if it had just been repaired.
Di Xin grasped the great sword and came to Qin Yexuan's back.
"I will guard your rear. If you die, these people from the Human King realm will protect those behind."
Qin Yexuan smiled wryly: "Di Xin, what are you plotting? Waiting for me to die so they can follow you in seizing the world?"
Di Xin did not hide anything and frankly nodded: "Naturally, they are all top-tier talents!"
Qin Yexuan chuckled and slowly walked towards the minivan.
The explosion caused by the formation conflict appeared to be small in scope, but all the internal structures of the minivan were pulverized.
Suddenly, with a *pat*, the burnt scroll rolled out, then a flame erupted, turning into a pile of ashes.
A disfigured bald head then tumbled out of the car, its eyes a dull gray, devoid of life.
"A monk?" Qin Yexuan looked down. The hands of this old monk were unmistakable; it was the person who had controlled the Hell Manifestation Diagram that day.
Even the mole on the back of his hand was there.
Hmm... an old monk having hands as delicate as a woman's? It was truly bizarre.
As Qin Yexuan was pondering this strange scene, Zhu Xiaoqing excitedly rushed forward: "It's, it's the abbot of Dongling Temple, Great Zen Master Fa Wu!"
Qin Yexuan turned: "Are you sure?"
Zhu Xiaoqing's face was filled with terror: "I'm one hundred percent sure. Although his face is burned, my family visits him at Dongling Temple every year. He is an enlightened monk..."
She clasped her hands together, trembling as she chanted Buddhist scriptures.
Everything seemed to have a reasonable explanation.
Li Tianxing and the others also walked over.
"This mastermind seemed to have prepared a formation to ambush Mr. He, but his skill was insufficient. The formation conflicted, causing an explosion that killed him."
Qin Yexuan glanced at the remaining chassis of the minivan: "It's a formation from the Demonic Cult, take a picture!"
When they returned, they could have Zhu Tianqi analyze this situation.
"Sir, there's also a secret room below!" Li Tianxing pointed beneath the chassis: "It's right there!"
The flames had been extinguished. Beneath the chassis, a secret compartment indeed opened, revealing a young girl curled up inside, already unconscious.
Ling Su and others were about to come forward to treat her.
"Leave her there and don't move!" Qin Yexuan commanded sternly.
Everyone stopped moving.
"Enclose this area and don't touch anything until I return!"
Qin Yexuan checked the time, turned, took Su Xueqing from Jun Mengyao's arms, and quickly rushed towards Tianyu Valley.
The giant stone tablet in Tianyu Valley sensed his presence and opened automatically.
Qin Yexuan entered with Xue'er in his arms.
The girl in his embrace suddenly trembled, and visibly, a shadow floated up from Xue'er.
The shadow coiled into a ball, let out a piercing cry, and was suddenly flung outward.
It was a woman in her early twenties, with a high nose and deep-set eyes, appearing to be of mixed descent.
She lay on the ground, panting, and involuntarily stood up. Her feet floated, and though she wore no clothes, she stood straight without any shame.
"Are you a Rakshasa from the Demonic Cult?"
The woman sneered: "Great Zen Master Fa Wu will save me!"
She suddenly said this.
Qin Yexuan smiled: "Fa Wu was already killed by his own formation."
The female Rakshasa let out a shriek and was about to charge forward to fight.
At this moment, Yu, the mistress of the valley world, appeared. With a wave from afar, layers of silk-like material wrapped around the female Rakshasa, multiplying until she was completely encased in a cocoon.
Yu was overjoyed: "The quality of this soul is excellent. I need souls like this. Did she come willingly?"
Qin Yexuan shook his head: "No, you can use her as fuel."
After a brief moment of panic, the female Rakshasa shouted fiercely: "I am a Rakshasa who serves the Demon King! I believe in Peacock Ming King!"
Yu smiled: "What a coincidence. I have also used the title Peacock Ming King before. Your soul is extremely beautiful, I'll make an exception and accept you."
The female Rakshasa stopped struggling and quietly closed her mouth.
Yu smiled at Qin Yexuan: "You've obtained such a high-quality soul so quickly. You truly are the gatekeeper I chose, Chairman Qin. Keep up the good work."
Qin Yexuan frowned: "I suggest we decompose her. This Rakshasa seems problematic."
"In this world, no thoughts, no schemes can be carried out, because the rules here are made by me," Yu said faintly, not agreeing with Qin Yexuan's suggestion.
Qin Yexuan frowned and said no more.
Yu, carrying the wrapped female Rakshasa, walked away.
Qin Yexuan looked down at Xue'er in his arms and gently patted her face: "Xue'er? Xue'er?"
Su Xueqing seemed to wake from a deep dream. When she opened her eyes and saw Qin Yexuan, she struggled desperately: "Who are you? Let me go!"