He took a deep breath and then waved his hand.

The terrifying feathers transformed into an endless blue light pouring into his body.

Qing Xuan’s strength surged rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally a small success, it instantly became a great success.

Qing Xuan’s eyes were bloodshot, and he shouted angrily, "I’ve sacrificed so much; today, you will surely die!"

This is the supreme secret technique of the Qingxuan Bird Clan, consuming all feathers, transforming into infinite blue light, infusing the body, forcibly elevating one’s realm.

After using it, one would be incredibly weak for at least a month.

But today, as long as Qin An could be killed, it would all be worth it.

Qin An also felt the powerful aura emanating from Qing Xuan’s body, and his eyebrows furrowed slightly.

He was at the Element Transformation Realm, dealing with someone at the minor success stage with his unparalleled foundation and various cultivation techniques posed no pressure.

However, facing someone at great success in the Element Transformation Realm, a slight sense of pressure emerged in his heart.

Though only just a trace.

Qin An raised his hand and lifted the replica jade stone, transforming it into a beam of light, condensing into a phantom.

At the same time, Qin An tossed out the Cold Star, and under the control of spirituality, the Cold Star hovered in mid-air. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

At this moment, killing intent surged from Qin An, with a phantom on the left and the floating Cold Star on the right, making him appear particularly terrifying.

"Come on." Qin An said calmly.

Qing Xuan roared, transforming into a shadow, raising his hand to press towards Qin An’s forehead.

But just then, the replica jade stone moved.

The left hand contained boundless Qi Blood Power, while the right hand wielded the might of the Three Blades Unite.

And the Cold Star floating in mid-air sliced towards Qing Xuan’s shoulder.

Qin An also raised his fists.

He had just plundered a total of eighty demon spirits, adding the twenty obtained from the Dragon Palace shop, totaling one hundred, all burnt away by him.

"Boom!"

Both sides collided.

Qing Xuan did not defend, relentlessly attacking towards Qin An.

The force of the Three Blades Unite and the Qi Blood Power, including the Cold Star and Qin An’s own attack, struck fiercely at Qing Xuan.

Qin An was knocked back, and so was Qing Xuan.

Both landed on the ground simultaneously.

Qin An’s chest was a blur of blood and flesh, with a large amount of fresh blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.

In contrast, Qing Xuan’s body appeared with numerous bloodstains, even his chest showing fragments of cracks.

"Gale winds, heed my command!"

Qing Xuan spread his arms, and the gale winds from the Furious Wind Plain immediately surged in, quickly healing his entire body’s injuries.

He lifted his head, sneered, "Unexpected, isn’t it? This is my advantage; as long as I am in this Furious Wind Plain, I have recovery abilities beyond reach, this is the Qingxuan Bird Clan, the so-called mastery of the wind, we are the kings of the wind!"

He was about to ridicule Qin An a few more words.

But the next scene left him dumbfounded.

Qin An began to circulate the Void Essence within, and his injuries recovered at a speed not slower than his.

Moreover, Qin An pulled out a bottle of pills from his bosom and unhesitatingly poured them into his mouth.

The pills entered his stomach, and Qin An’s injuries recovered even faster, almost instantly healing seventy or eighty percent.

Qing Xuan suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Shameless villain, during a life-and-death battle, to actually take pills, utterly shameless!"

Qin An wiped the Cold Star saber with his finger, and said faintly, "You don’t have them. If you did, you’d use more than I did. In a life-and-death battle, talking endlessly, the one who dies is you."

As he finished speaking, without waiting for Qing Xuan’s response, Qin An waved his hand, following which the phantom condensed from the replica jade stone attacked towards Qing Xuan.

The Qi Blood Power erupted unreservedly, and the power of the Three Blades Unite surged from within the Qi Blood.

The Cold Star, under spiritual manipulation, slashed through the air.

At this moment, Qing Xuan’s internal injuries had recovered somewhat, but not completely.

He didn’t recover as fast as Qin An, so when he saw the attack coming, a sliver of fear emerged in his heart.

He immediately shouted, "My followers, lend me your demonic power!"

He turned, shouting at the flock of Qingxuan birds.

But the scenery before him made him freeze like a wooden sculpture.

The Qingxuan birds, once incredibly loyal to him, all flew into the high sky and scattered away.

In an instant, the nest full of Qingxuan bird demons turned empty.

Qing Xuan roared, "You cowardly fools!"

As the last word fell, Qin An’s attack was already near.

Qing Xuan hurriedly turned and activated the last bit of evil qi, letting the gale winds protect his vital parts, to resist Qin An’s attack.

"Boom!"

A terrifying explosion resounded, and a huge cloud of dust rose on the Furious Wind Plain.

The dust filled everything, obscuring the scene inside.

Only two silhouettes could be seen standing amid the smoke.

Qin An lightly waved his sleeve, and with his movement, the gale winds blew the dust away completely.

When the dust dispersed, the scene on the field came into view.

Qing Xuan lay on the ground, his body full of scars, bleeding profusely, soaking the ground below in dark red.

His eyes were vacant, his mouth opening and closing, yet unable to make a sound.

Qin An walked slowly, approaching Qing Xuan.

Upon feeling Qing Xuan’s vacant gaze, he slightly shook his head.

"The vendetta ends here completely. Rest assured, there’s still Yu Tian of the seven-colored fish gate; he’ll join you soon."

As he finished speaking, Qin An swung the Cold Star.

A blade light flashed, and Qing Xuan’s head separated from his neck, rolling away a great distance, turning into a headless body.

Qin An reached out and extracted the demon spirit from Qing Xuan’s body, absorbed it, then turned to look at the large bird’s nest, his lips curving slightly.

Without hesitation, he put away the replica jade stone and Cold Star, and stepped into it.

About the time it takes for a stick of incense to burn later, Qin An tallied the gains from this trip.

After killing Qing Xuan, he obtained one demon spirit, and by searching the belongings of the Qingxuan Bird Clan, he gained a total of three demon spirits.

Though there were demon spirits, Qin An could now absorb ten demon spirits, so he absorbed them all completely.

Now Qin An had a total of four demon spirits’ worth of Qi Blood, which was a huge gain for him.

Not only did he kill his mortal enemy, but there was also a wealth of demon spirits as a foundation.

Qin An felt that this trip to the Ancient Battlefield ruins became even more stable.

"The mission isn’t completed yet; the purpose is to uncover the intentions of the Cang Yuan and other demon pseudo-god forces; it seems I must continue my search."

Qin An raised his hand, and a light screen floated.

On it were the last traces of other demon creatures.

He pondered slightly, just about to look for the nearest place for clues.

But at this moment, the sound of footsteps suddenly rang out.

Qin An turned around, following the sound, seeing a figure rapidly approaching.

At the far end of the Furious Wind Plain, a monk in robes, with a bald head, was stepping on the gale winds, rushing towards Qin An.

As the monk approached, Qin An also saw the monk’s true appearance.

The monk was handsome, with a lotus mark imprinted on his forehead, and as his robe fluttered in the wind, he radiated the powerful aura of the Element Transformation Realm.

Qin An caressed the Cold Star, speaking calmly, "Who are you?"

At this moment, he had just slain Qing Xuan, and this mysterious and powerful monk appeared before him; Qin An felt there might be some connection.

More importantly, Qin An sensed a hidden killing intent from this monk.

This killing intent wasn’t directed at him but rather suggested that the monk’s hands were stained with much blood, inadvertently released.

A monk who chants scriptures yet has such intense killing intent must be extraordinary.

The handsome monk looked up and glanced at the headless corpse, placed his hands together, and bowed to Qin An, "Poor monk Wu Nian, greetings to the esteemed master of the Evil Extermination Bureau."

"Poor monk comes from the Celestial Cloud Path’s Demon Suppression Temple, entering the Ancient Battlefield to eradicate demons and enhance strength. Today, I made all possible preparations, intending to eliminate the Qingxuan Bird Clan, to resolve my own demon hindrance."

"I didn’t expect to witness the master’s heroics, thus wishing to discuss a matter of cooperation with the master."