Like in the past, Qin Yunran would call out to leave.

However, just when Qin Yunran was about to open his mouth to speak, suddenly he saw a swirling movement from beneath the water of the Black Dead Sea. Next, bubbles began to rise from the water’s surface!

Boom!

Supporting a person at the tip of the wave, this wave soared to the sky and directly slapped the person onto the shore. In fact, there was a person, a living person!

The person staggered about with a face full of terror and fright. Appearing to be in excessive shock, he ran desperately to the hillside.

Those with sharp eyes had already recognized this person. Wu Xuanhu, the Lord of the Hundred Swords Sect had recognized this person on the shore instantly. Impressively, it was Wu Dingyuan.

Mingled with surprise and shock, he said, "It’s Dingyuan! Dingyuan, what’s wrong with you?"

At this moment, he did not bother with any bearing or poise as he flew over to catch Wu Dingyuan. He shook his shoulder and tried to make him calm down.

Foam emerged from the corners of Wu Dingyuan’s mouth as he babbled with a tone as if he had seen ghosts, "Dead, dead, all dead!"

"Dead?" When others heard these words, all of them crowded around nervously.

Upon hearing the repetition from Wu Dingyuan, Mu Rong Xu almost fainted. Dead? Impossible! Brother Qin had promised her to come up, how could it be that he was dead! She refused to believe it!

Hu Qiurui of the Vase Mound Venerable Clan was the closest as he took a large stride and asked, "Nephew Dingyuan, where is my Little Lan? How come he didn’t come up?"

Wu Dingyuan rolled his eyes and glared at Hu Qiurui with a dazed expression. He kept mumbling yet no one knew what he was saying.

"This person is crazy," someone anonymously whispered.

Yan Guinan and Lei Ming from the other side also crowded over and asked, "Nephew Dingyuan, what is the situation down there?"

"Wu wu..." Wu Dingyuan’s throat kept shaking, yet he was incapable of speaking a complete sentence.

A black line had formed on Yan Guinan’s brow. Judging from what he saw in front of him, the situation down below was not going well or else Wu Dingyuan would not display such a look.

Displaying an unfriendly expression, Lei Ming glared at Wu Dingyuan. When he saw that this Wu Dingyuan was unable to speak a word, he thought to himself that surely he had received some shock and lost his state of mind.

At the moment, he laughed nastily and initiated the power of the divine soul in order to enter Wu Dingyuan’s consciousness to search for useful information. Everyone here knew what Lei Ming was about to do by looking at his movements.

If it were during any other time, Wu Xuanhu of the Hundred Swords Sect would surely not dare to speak a word; however, now his mood had reached a critical point.

He stood before Wu Dingyuan and shouted, "Lord Lei Ming, please have mercy!"

Lei Ming said angrily, "Suzerian Wu, right now it’s impossible for Wu Dingyuan to speak. If I do not search through his consciousness, how can we know what has happened?"

Yan Guinan also came over to pressure him. "Suzerain Wu, Brother Lei Ming is right."

Now, Wu Xuanhu did not care about them too much as he shook his head with determination. "Two Lords, it’s not me for being unreasonable. From the beginning of this quest, my Hundred Swords Sect was in a helpless situation. Now with Dingyuan in this state, when I return, how can I be worthy to face his family? Regardless, I must not let him suffer anymore. For all the questions you may wish to ask, I will communicate with him."

As soon as the Soul Searching Technique was initiated, due to the mighty power of the divine soul from a Supreme Dao warrior, Wu Dingyuan’s spiritual consciousness instantly collapsed as they went in to do the thorough search. They knew his consciousness would collapse and in the worst situation, he could be dead on the scene.

Lei Ming said with a cold sneer, "Suzerian Wu, this way, you would not allow us?"

Wu Xuanhu looked at Xin Wuji to appeal for help. He said with grievance, "Your highness, you must help my Hundred Swords Sect!"

Of course, at this moment Xin Wuji would not show injustice as he said with an indifferent tone, "Lord Lei Ming, let’s avoid this soul search."

Since Xin Wuji had opened his mouth to speak, naturally Lei Ming would not oppose. He shook his head with a bitter smile. "It’s not me being cruel. I must do this for Wu Dingyuan cannot even speak."

"Because he cannot speak, you would search his soul?" Qin Yunran clicked his tongue and laughed, "Is this the method that the Sound of Thunder Sect uses to deal with your alliance?"

"What alliance?" Lei Ming asked angrily.

Qin Yunran laughed leisurely, "Lei Ming, why are you pretending at this moment? Everyone here shares the same understanding. Who didn’t know that you guys dragged the Hundred Swords Sect and the Vase Mound Venerable Clan into the water?"

The two leaders of the Hundred Swords Sect and the Vase Mound Venerable Clan felt a burst of injustice. Indeed, this Qin Yunran had spoken the looming truth. In the beginning, they had never intended to become enemies with the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan. In fact, they were truly forced to come by the Heavenly Emperor Qin Clan and the Sound of Thunder Sect.

Now, with Lei Ming treating them in such tyrannical manner, naturally these two powerhouses were incredibly displeased.

Wu Xuanhu knew that if Wu Xuanhu didn’t talk, even if Lei Ming did not dare to search his soul due to the pressure, he would search for an opportunity.

"Dingyuan, hurry and speak, what happened down there? Where are the others?" Wu Xuanhu could not refrain himself from questioning him closely.

Wu Dingyuan only looked around with a fearful expression. He kept looking back to the Black Water and displaying terror in his eyes. Under Wu Xuanhu’s continuous console, the frightful color on Wu Dingyuan’s face had slowly alleviated.

"Dingyuan, what happened exactly? Just speak already." Even Hu Qiurui had become anxious as he could not help but ask, "What about my Little Lan?"

"Brother Hu Qiu... He was killed by Qin Wushuang," Wu Dingyuan said with a gloomy tone.

"Dead?" Hu Qiurui’s entire body shook as he felt his throat become incredibly dry. Hu Qiulan was his son!

"What about the others?" Wu Xuanhu immediately asked.

"The others? I don’t know. I saw Qin Wushuang chasing to kill Lei Jiao. There are many spiritual beasts and he had several spiritual beasts under command. I was chased by the spiritual beasts and was trying to escape the whole time..."

"Qin Wushuang was chasing after the four of you, by himself?" Wu Xuanhu asked with astonishment.

Wu Dingyuan kept shaking his head and said painfully, "I don’t know. When I saw Brother Hu Qiu’s body floating on the water, just when I was about to head over, I got surrounded by three spiritual beasts. In front of me, Qin Wushuang was fighting a death battle with Lei Jiao. Both had used their strongest skills. However, Qin Wushuang had the help of a few spiritual beasts and made Lei Jiao extremely outnumbered. As they continued to fight, Lei Jiao turned around and ran away. When I saw Lei Jiao was running away, I also followed to run away!"

Lei Ming said joyfully, "So you mean Lei Jiao is not dead?"

"When I saw him last, he was not dead."

Yan Guinan asked in a low voice, "What about Zhuiyang?"

"Brother Zhuiyang? I didn’t see him at all. Most likely he was at another area, but still did not dare come over."

Yan Guinan did not know whether he should be happy or worried. On the other hand, Lei Ming swore as he felt aggrieved, "Could this Qin Wushuang have three heads and six arms? How dare he fight one against four?"

When he looked again at Qin Yunran’s calm smile, Yan Guinan had understood the reason for Qin Yunran’s composedness. Most likely he had known earlier that Qin Wushuang was not afraid of four people fighting against him!

Thinking up to here, Yan Guinan was cold at heart, he could not refrain from feeling regretful. He should not act with such impulsive actions to deal with this Qin Wushuang. In the worst case, most likely he would be losing an exceptional disciple.

However, Yan Guinan still refused to believe that regardless of how powerful Qin Wushuang may be, it would be impossible for him to deal with the joint force of Lei Jiao and Yan Zhuiyang.

If it were in another place, they could send their spiritual perception to contact Yan Zhuiyang or Lei Jiao; however, inside the Black Dead Sea, outside parties had already set up a spiritual Qi separation formation. It was forbidden to make contact with the five young men during the competition.

Initially, the Heavenly Punishing Villa and the Sound of Thunder Sect had thought of this tactic to restrain Qin Yunran from contact Qin Wushuang. Unexpectedly, at this moment they had shot themselves in the foot.

Hu Qiulan was already dead and Wu Dingyuan had escaped. Because of this, the situation underneath the water should be reaching a climax.

Regardless of which side take the win, it would not take too much longer.

Little Bamboo on the side said joyfully, "Miss, Young Master Qin is alright, did you hear that?"

Mu Rong Xu kept nodding. "Little Bamboo, I know that surely Brother Qin will be fine."

"Yes, evil has met its retribution. From the beginning, these four bastards harbored unfathomable motives and intended to overthrow Young Master Qin. Now, they are either dead or have gone crazy. With only two left down there, for sure Brother Qin will take care of them!"

Yan Guinan and Lei Ming exchanged glances for they truly wished to enter this Black Dead Sea, though it was clearly impossible under such situation.

Not to mention that Qin Yunran would not agree to it, most likely even Xin Wuji would not agree. After all, it’s not in accordance with the fairness of the competition.

If they were to enter, they would be publicly breaking the competition’s rules. This would be the same as looking down on the authoritative power of the Heavenly Emperor Gate. Despite harboring such intentions, they would not have the guts to do it.

Left without a choice, they could only wait!

...

On the other hand, when Yan Zhuiyang took out the communication jade plate to make contact with Lei Jiao. After a few tries, he realized that he was not responding. Instantly, as an extremely keen person, Yan Zhuiyang felt that something was wrong. Combined with the baffling quiver he felt earlier, Yan Zhuiyang could feel that something was fishy.

For someone to have achieved their strength, sometimes even a tiny omen had contained extremely important information. Yan Zhuiyang stopped any further movement.

"Could something have happened to Lei Jiao?" Thinking here, Yan Zhuiyang only felt a surge of cold sweat emerging on his spine. Thinking of this possibility, he trembled with fear.

He tried again, and still there was no response. Yan Zhuiyang calmed down and started to think of the possibilities. With Lei Jiao’s personality, it would be impossible for him to not respond after he had contacted him.

There could be two possibilities: first, he may not have received the communication, secondly, he could not answer it for some reason.

If he were truly unable to answer him, he had either died or was situated in a dangerous situation in which he was too occupied to answer.

Upon analyzing it thoroughly, Yan Zhuiyang felt weaker and weaker. Without Lei Jiao, it would be impossible to chase and kill Qin Wushuang in this Black Dead Sea. In the worst case, it would be possible for Qin Wushuang to find and chase him!

Just when he was hesitating, suddenly, Yan Zhuiyang felt a powerful presence from the nearby area rolling towards him.

Not good! At the moment, Yan Zhuiyang could sense that this surge of power had murderous intentions and was rolling forward to attack him with barrelling speed.