Yue glanced to the side and smiled widely. Wang Qinghe’s cultivation base had increased and was now at Perfect Nascent Soul. His strength was equal to Sect Leader Sun Wei.

His cultivation was equal to the sect leader. Whether this was good fortune for the Tianzun Sect or a threat, no one knew.

Elder Wei cupped his hands and bowed to Wang Qinghe. He was still only at the Early Nascent Soul stage, so he was clearly no match for Wang Qinghe.

The difference in strength at each stage of Nascent Soul was quite large. Even the gap between Early and Mid Nascent Soul was already huge.

With Wang Qinghe’s ability, he could become a powerful outsider cultivator in the Tianzun Sect.

"Where is Qingyin?"

"Great Elder Gu Qingyin is in the pill refining hall. Recently, the battle against the Demonic Abyss Sect Alliance caused many injured casualties from the Tianzun Sect."

"She and the disciples of the pill hall are refining pills to treat those who were injured," Elder Wei answered.

Wang Qinghe stayed silent for a moment, then moved quickly in a flash of golden light until he stood in the sky in front of the Sect Leader’s palace on Mount Tianzun.

His eyes lowered as he looked down. The number of Tianzun Sect disciples had drastically decreased. Some of them were resting and cultivating to recover their condition.

"Tianzun Sect. Come out and face us!" someone shouted.

The loud voice came from outside the sect’s dome wall. Qinghe’s cultivation eyes activated, and he saw many demonic cultivators outside the sect, led by a cultivator equal to Perfect Nascent Soul.

Elder Wei and the other disciples flew closer to the dome wall, looking forward in shock as a young elder from the Demonic Abyss Sect Alliance arrived.

"Elder Mo Li?" Elder Wei asked.

"I’m impressed you’re still alive, Elder Wei. If your Sect Leader hadn’t saved you, you would have died already," the man answered, pointing forward.

"Now, I want you to release the souls of our members. Then we will leave this place," Elder Mo Li said.

The man stood on the sky floor, wearing black demonic armor with long black hair. Elder Wei fell silent for a moment, his hands clenched.

What should I do? The other great elders are already exhausted. The Sect Leader is in closed training to gain enlightenment on his dao conception and break through.

In the middle of Elder Wei’s confusion, Wang Qinghe stepped forward quickly and passed him. He and the other disciples were completely shocked.

"The souls of demonic cultivators are truly rotten. We have no choice but to purify them," Qinghe answered.

"Senior?" Elder Wei asked.

Wang Qinghe turned with a cold expression. "Step back. Let me fight them."

Can he handle it? Fighting the other members might be possible, but that demon Mo Li is a different story.

However, the Tianzun Sect only had him as someone who could fight them. I have to help him.

"No, Senior. I will fight and help you," Elder Wei answered.

Mo Li turned and looked at Wang Qinghe, his eyes narrowing sharply, curious about the man’s ability.

He saw the qi aura radiating from Wang Qinghe was equal to Perfect Nascent Soul, maybe even higher. He felt a burst of primordial qi from his body.

"Who are you, fellow daoist? I can see you are not part of the Tianzun Sect," the young Elder Mo Li said.

"I am only an ordinary guest accepted by them."

"So, you plan to fight us? Do you know how strong we are?" Mo Li asked.

Wang Qinghe let out a soft sigh, stepped farther forward, and arrived outside the dome wall alone.

He ordered Yue to stay inside the sect dome and gather natural qi to help him later.

Yue obeyed and sat cross-legged in the sky. Her hands formed a seal as she actively used a cultivation technique to absorb natural qi.

"You destroyed every kingdom, killed every cultivator, and refined their souls."

"Are you harvesting the souls of cultivators to help your Alliance Leader reach the Domain Immortal Realm?" Wang Qinghe asked.

Mo Li was startled. People only knew the surface of their plan, but the true purpose was to gather their souls and send them to the Alliance Leader.

Elder Mo Li fell silent for a moment, feeling that Wang Qinghe was not an ordinary cultivator. His identity was quite mysterious.

However, he could not allow Wang Qinghe to stay alive. That would become a great threat to the alliance.

"You’re courting death!" Mo Li shouted.

He flew forward quickly, and Wang Qinghe did the same. The two clashed physically with each other, then flew to another place and fought.

Every time they exchanged punches or attacks, explosions of qi could be seen clearly in the sky, shaking the surrounding area.

Elder Wei saw that Wang Qinghe was busy dealing with Mo Li. This was his chance to kill the demonic alliance members in front of them.

"Attack them!" Elder Wei shouted.

A battle happened right in front of the Tianzun Sect’s dome gate. Taoist cultivators fought demonic cultivators. Many were injured, and a few were killed. Elder Wei led the battle.

Elder Mo Li glanced to the side, realizing his members were being overwhelmed by the attack from the Tianzun Sect members.

"How dare you look away while fighting me!" Wang Qinghe snapped, charging forward with his golden sword.

"You! You forced me to do this!" Mo Li shouted.

He screamed loudly and released a crimson-red qi aura that spread out and radiated from his body. 𝙛𝒓𝓮𝒆𝔀𝒆𝙗𝓷𝒐𝙫𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝓶

Wang Qinghe was pushed back by a strong gust of wind, standing at a significant distance.

Mo Li’s hands formed hand seals, creating a crimson-red orb between his palms.

"Blood Net Technique Activated!" he shouted.

He released the red orb, and it exploded, forming a round red net that trapped Wang Qinghe inside.

Elder Wei turned and was shocked when he saw Elder Mo Li’s ability.

"The Blood Net Technique? This is bad!"

Wang Qinghe turned and saw that he was now trapped inside a blood net that radiated a powerful dark qi aura. His eyes narrowed.

The Blood Net Technique? It can’t be destroyed from the inside.

Not only that, Qinghe felt his spiritual qi being absorbed by the blood net. Golden qi radiated out of his body.

Mo Li stretched his hand forward, activating crimson-red qi from the tip of his finger.

"You will die here!" he shouted.

When his hand stretched out, sharp thorns appeared from the inner wall of the blood net, targeting Wang Qinghe.

Qinghe raised his hand and released qi light that formed a protective barrier around him. Mo Li laughed loudly.

"HAHAHA!"

"The more often you use techniques, the faster your spiritual qi will be drained."

COUGH!

Wang Qinghe vomited blood, feeling the power of the blood thorns attacking him grow stronger with the help of the spiritual qi absorbed from Qinghe.

"I thought the power of your blood net would be terrifying. Turns out it isn’t."

Mo Li stopped laughing, his sharp eyes staring forward. He saw Wang Qinghe’s spiritual qi aura growing stronger and increasing drastically.

His eyes turned. Golden qi was entering from outside the blood net, passing through the gaps in the net. Mo Li was confused.

"Spiritual qi is indeed weak when faced with dark qi, but it is different with natural qi!"

"You? You are only a Taoist cultivator. How can you absorb spiritual qi and natural qi at the same time?!" Mo Li shouted.

"Did you think my cultivation foundation was as low as you guessed?"

Qinghe swung the sleeve of his robe to the side, destroying the red thorns attacking him. Mo Li was shocked. Wang Qinghe’s strength had increased.

"Who are you really?"

Wang Qinghe formed a hand seal and created qi light at the tip of his finger. "Let me show you just how weak your blood net truly is."

"The Great Immortal Hand Technique Activated!"