?Reading on mobile phone Dong Guanqin felt a great relief after securing his victory. The Eighty Electronic Book showed no pity, nor any sense of guilt; in fact, he never paused to consider that the people he had killed were ordinary individuals, not cultivators. While disputes among cultivators were often referred to as mutual refinement, the established traditions of the cultivation world allowed for restrained, point-to-point sparring—but once lives were at stake, the nature of the conflict changed. Even more strictly, cultivators were traditionally expected never to harm ordinary people. Of course, this rule had never held any weight for Qin Feng, as he never acknowledged himself as a member of the cultivation world—merely a cultivator among them. Thus, his acts of striking and killing others were entirely ordinary. But with Dong Guanqian, it's quite different. This old man is a seasoned figure in the cultivation world, even the abbot of the foremost great sect—so to trample upon the rules in such a manner, he can treat it as nothing, yet his companions clearly do not share that attitude. Piǎo Miǎo True Man and Fire God Elder both turned pale, paused their attacks, and exchanged puzzled glances at him. Dong, his face tightening, snapped, "What are you two doing? We're still fighting Qin Feng hard! Why stop now? Are you trying to die?" Fire God Elder scoffed, "You've already killed people!" "Then what's the matter? Qin Feng has killed even more. And among the fallen, there are your own disciples—did you forget that?" Dong Guanqian nearly shouted the words. Though both were not satisfied, they remained silent, guided by a lingering sense of大局, deciding to set this matter aside for now and address it once Qin Feng was dealt with. High above, Qin the Young, his eyes blazing with fury, cried out, "Dong Guanqian, today I will surely kill you—to avenge Su Su!" It goes without saying that he's a born actor. The passenger seat beside the luxury car isn't actually Liu Su at all—it's Jin Ting Mu, transformed into the illusion. At the hotel's underground parking garage, Liu Su never boarded this vehicle; he only quietly left after Qin Feng had driven off. Everyone's attention was entirely focused on this car, and none of them, by coincidence or design, noticed whether Liu Su was real or merely an illusion. The high-temperature flames reduced the car to a hollow shell—effectively, the people inside were incinerated. Yet this didn't dampen Qin Shao's campaign against Dong Qunian. With his innate acting talent, once he delivered that line, it was natural for him to become Qin Qunian's sworn enemy. And once sworn enemies, they would certainly see it through to the end. The two elder figures, the Fire Sage and the Ethereal True Person, exchanged a glance. Though they said nothing, they clearly read each other's intentions and reached a seamless, mutual understanding. Their plan was to deliberately water down Qin Feng, allowing both him and Dong Qiankun to weaken each other until Dong Qiankun was finally eliminated, after which they would unite to defeat Qin Feng. Dong's boldness in targeting ordinary people in public set the two seasoned elders at ease—his ruthlessness left them uncertain. As a result, Dong Qiankun gradually became a formidable force, even surpassing Qin Feng in status. The two quietly signaled their intentions to the other colleagues, all of whom were sharp observers and quickly grasped their strategy. Qin Feng, being meticulous and having deliberately set the trap, had long sensed the shift and now thought: Dong Qiankun, you're about to face misfortune—experience the feeling of being abandoned by your allies. As the direct recipient of these pressures, Dong Qiankun only felt the mounting resistance and growing strain. He remained puzzled, exclaiming, "What are you all doing? Give it your all!" "Master of the Flame, with unwavering determination, replied, 'We've given it our absolute best. This is a battle to the death—no one can remain neutral, nor can anyone afford to water down their efforts!' 'Then why—crash!' Before Dong Qinkuan could finish his sentence, Qin Shao struck him right in the chest with a powerful stone-throwing technique. His spiritual energy shield dimmed instantly, and he lost control of his flying sword, plummeting like a kite whose string had snapped. Seizing the moment, Qin Shao immediately pursued him, launching a coordinated assault with his sword, incantations, and spells. Thud, thud, crack, whoosh... Dong Qinkuan couldn't recall how many blows he had taken during his descent. He simply couldn't understand—how could it be that, despite being surrounded by a master of the Extinction Stage, he ended up being the one receiving the attacks? Time was running out, and he had no chance to reflect, as he landed on the ground face-first. Qin Dashi followed closely behind. At a height of ten meters above the ground, he leapt off the flying sword without hesitation, bending his legs during the descent and forcefully striking the back of Dong Qinkun with his knees. Dong Qinkun’s already dimmed spiritual shield was instantly shattered. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out blood. Before he could react, he sensed a sudden coolness at his lower back—definitely a sharp weapon piercing his body. Even more astonishing: his Dan Tian. The dagger, Huo Yin, precisely struck his Dan Tian. With only a gentle rotation of the blade, Dong Qinkun’s Dan Tian would be instantly obliterated, resulting in a complete annihilation of both body and spirit. He remained motionless, his fear reaching its peak. He could never have imagined such an outcome. With over a dozen companions working in unison, he should have been invincible—yet here he was, the first to suffer such a fate. Qin Feng's cold voice echoed in his ears: "You're definitely confused, aren't you? Then let me tell you—your family, the Dong clan, has incurred the wrath of everyone. They've deliberately been lenient, all with the intention of having you die at my hands. Do you understand?" Dong, suddenly enlightened, exclaimed: "Is it because I killed just one ordinary person that they now feel wary?" "Only now realizing it—aren't you a bit late?" Qin Shao replied with a cold smile. "Better than dying without clarity, I'll accept this defeat," said Dong Qunian, his gaze dimming. He wasn't stupid. Given the deep animosity between him and Qin Feng, there was no reason for anyone to spare his life. Qin Shao didn't rush to act. All those above were watching with a sense of spectatorship, none of them willing to step down and rescue Dong Qunian. Since that was the case, he'd let them enjoy the full spectacle. He declared loudly: "Dong Qunian, there's one more matter I need to tell you!" "Oh? What is it?" "The one you just burned wasn't my girlfriend—strictly speaking, it wasn't even a human being. Jin Tingmu has heard of it, hasn't he? Yes, it was the form it took." Qin spoke calmly and deliberately. "Clearly, your companions made a miscalculation. As a result, you were the first to suffer. Don't blame me—blame them. If they hadn't deliberately held back, would I have had the chance to kill you?"