Awakening the intelligence panel, the liver becomes a fairy

"That's right, one of these storage bags should belong to Yan Qingxia."

Qin Wang looked at the three storage bags, satisfaction evident in his eyes.

The purpose of coming to the Luoxia Mountain Range was for Yan Qingxia's mysterious fragment.

Now, the item had unexpectedly fallen into his hands.

Qin Wang put away the Barbarian God's left hand and instinctively flashed, heading into the distance.

With the storage bags in hand, the mysterious fragment inside couldn't escape, and he could search for it later.

"Where do you think you're going? Leave the storage bags!"

At this moment, an old and angry voice, like rolling thunder, echoed near the Shengmen Mountain.

With the voice, a figure about twenty-three or twenty-four years old rushed toward Qin Wang.

At the same time.

The young cultivator swung a giant hand of Yuan Qi over thirty feet wide toward Qin Wang's head. Wherever the giant hand passed, it stirred the air into whirlwinds, moving as fast as lightning, with unparalleled momentum.

Qin Wang accelerated forward, his divine sense suddenly probing.

Immediately, he saw a young man about twenty-three or twenty-four years old, with an unstable aura, sometimes at the late Foundation Establishment stage, sometimes at the late Golden Core stage, using the spiritual giant hand to strike.

At the same time.

Qin Wang’s divine sense also saw, further away, the figures of Chu Ba, Tuoba Shenfeng, Yan Cangfeng, Yan Beichen, Sima Rui, Li Qiye, Zhang Han, Shi Tianhao, Qi Yunjie, and Wandao Yi all rushing over!

"Qin Wang, this person is possessed by a Nascent Soul divine sense and has absorbed a large amount of mana to use this spell. You can't escape his pursuit. Let me enter your left hand, control the Barbarian God's left hand, and kill him outright!"

"Only my divine sense can fully unleash the power of the Barbarian God's left hand!"

At this moment, Wu Su's voice rang in Qin Wang's mind.

"Alright!"

Qin Wang nodded and immediately said, "Come on!"

His divine sense moved, taking out the Barbarian God's left hand from the storage bag and holding it in his arms.

Along the way.

Qin Wang had come to understand Wu Su quite well. If she wanted to possess him, she would have done it long ago. Her spirit entering his left hand would indeed maximize the power of the Barbarian God's left hand!

This Qi Yunjie was possessed by the Nascent Soul divine sense of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty, and he had absorbed a large amount of mana. Qin Wang knew he couldn't escape.

Only by letting Wu Su, with her powerful divine sense, control the Barbarian God's left hand could he kill him.

Anyway, he was already being hunted by the Heavenly Chu Immortal Dynasty, so another Great Qi Immortal Dynasty wouldn't matter. As the saying goes, "When you have lice, you don't itch; when you owe debt, you don't worry."

"Alright, here I come!"

Wu Su's voice echoed in Qin Wang's mind. The next moment, Qin Wang felt his hands vibrate uncontrollably, holding the Barbarian God's left hand and swinging it fiercely backward!

A two-hundred-foot-long, sky-covering, blood-colored giant hand, exuding overwhelming blood energy, suddenly shot out from Qin Wang's Barbarian God's left hand, slamming down on the pursuing figure!

Seeing Qin Wang suddenly turn and unleash such a terrifying blood-colored giant hand, Chu Ba, Tuoba Shenfeng, Yan Cangfeng, Yan Beichen, Sima Rui, Li Qiye, Zhang Han, Shi Tianhao, Qi Yunjie, Wandao Yi, all halted in shock.

They turned and quickly dodged.

Such a terrifying giant hand was at least a Nascent Soul level spell; approaching rashly would be a death sentence.

"What is this... this..."

Qi Feng was chasing the Foundation Establishment cultivator who had seized Yan Qingxia's storage bag but found that the Foundation Establishment cultivator turned and unleashed such a terrifying giant hand, his scalp tingling, pupils shrinking, immediately dodging to the side.

But the blood-colored giant hand was too fast!

Boom!

A thunderous roar echoed!

The mountain body shook, and the powerful airwaves lifted the soil within a five-hundred-foot radius controlled by Qi Feng like waves, continuously bombarding the surroundings.

"Qin Wang, let's go!"

Wu Su withdrew her divine sense, her voice ringing in Qin Wang's ears.

"Hiss~~~"

"Wu Su's use of the Barbarian God's giant hand is so terrifying?"

Qin Wang looked at the aftermath of Wu Su's use of the Barbarian God's giant hand, his eyes showing shock.

He saw.

Where the Barbarian God's giant hand had struck, there was a five-hundred-foot-wide, thirty-foot-deep giant handprint!

Qi Yunjie, the Nascent Soul divine sense, and his storage bags were all reduced to dust in the giant pit.

However.

Qin Wang also knew it wasn't time to be shocked, so he immediately turned and sped away.

"Oh my god! The young master is dead? The Nascent Soul divine sense of the Third Patriarch is also..."

"What kind of magical treasure is the giant hand this person wields? It's so terrifying! Even the Nascent Soul divine sense of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty's Third Patriarch could be destroyed?"

"Hiss~~~ This is the contemporary prodigy of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty, Qi Yunjie! And the Nascent Soul divine sense of the Third Patriarch, Qi Feng, was turned to pulp!"

"This person has caused great trouble! Provoking the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty... Wait? This person can destroy the Nascent Soul divine sense of the Great Qi Immortal Dynasty's Third Patriarch, and last time in the Myriad Spirit Blessed Land, the Nascent Soul divine sense of the Heavenly Chu ancestor... Could it be, this person is the Qin Tiedan wanted by Heavenly Chu?"

"Now that you mention it, this person might really be Qin Tiedan! Otherwise, who can kill a Nascent Soul divine sense at the Foundation Establishment stage?"

"..."

Chu Ba, Tuoba Shenfeng, Yan Cangfeng, Yan Beichen, Sima Rui, Zhang Han, Shi Tianhao, Qi Yunjie, Wandao Yi, all arrived beside the giant pit created by the Barbarian God's left hand, each with eyes full of shock, discussing animatedly.

"Li Yunye, didn't expect you to be so powerful?"

Li Qiye stood beside the giant handprint, looking at the pit and then at the direction where Li Yunye had disappeared, his eyes filled with shock, muttering to himself.

Li Qiye hadn't expected.

His acquaintance, a fellow clansman, Li Yunye, could kill a Nascent Soul divine sense with a Foundation Establishment cultivation!

This was unbelievable!

Simply inconceivable!

"You can kill Qi Feng's divine sense at the Foundation Establishment stage; could it be, the one who killed Chu Yunxiao's divine sense in the Myriad Spirit Blessed Land... was you?"

"So, you are Tiedan Brother?"

Li Qiye looked in the direction Qin Wang had left, his eyes filled with contemplation.

If this fellow Li Yunye was indeed his acquaintance Qin Tiedan.

Then the name Tiedan Brother was well-deserved; he truly had great courage!

At this moment.

Ten miles away from the Shengmen, on a mountain peak, a young cultivator in a green robe looked at the distant Shengmen mountain peak, speaking to the ring on his hand. "Master, did you sense a familiar aura from that cultivator's giant hand just now?"

"Indeed!"

An old and desolate voice emanated from the ring on the young cultivator's hand. "Though the aura is ancient, I can't forget it. Back then, he took a great spell attack from the Treasure Flower Demon Ancestor for me, but in the end, I still perished. I never expected to see an old friend's hand after ten thousand years. I wonder if his divine soul still survives in this world?"

"Master, whose hand does that giant hand belong to from ten thousand years ago?"

Tang Jianzhong looked at the swiftly departing figure, his eyes filled with deep shock.

As far as he knew.

His master was a participant in the Myriad Spirit War ten thousand years ago, and his master’s acquaintances would have also participated in the Myriad Spirit War.

"The Barbarian God!"

The old voice in the ring sighed deeply.

"The Barbarian God?"

"Master, is that senior a member of the barbarian tribe in the Nine Provinces?"

Tang Jianzhong's eyes flashed as he asked.

"The barbarian tribe of the Nine Provinces should be one of the branches of the Barbarian God's descendants..."

The ring's remnant spirit said solemnly.