The Imperial Martial Pill Venerable

On the sea, a Profound Vessel shot into the distance like an arrow. In its wake, dozens of Extraordinary Martial Artists gave chase. As they watched the gap close, excitement filled their eyes, and they couldn’t help but speed up.

"Haha, without his Spiritual Artifact, how can this kid be a match for us?"

"Besides the Spiritual Artifact, who knows how many other treasures he has on him? Just that million pounds of Primordial Stones alone is enough for us to live it up for a good long while."

"Don’t forget, besides the Primordial Stones, he’s also carrying an unknown number of High-Level Elixirs. Tsk, tsk, this kid is a walking Treasure Vault."

"Get him! Don’t let the kid escape!"

Dozens of Extraordinary Martial Artists shouted excitedly as they quickly surrounded the Profound Vessel. Looking at Qin Ya on the vessel’s bow, all the Extraordinary Martial Artists wore mocking expressions. But when they saw his completely calm face, they couldn’t help but feel a flicker of surprise. ’This kid... he’s still so composed.’

One of them, a clean-shaven martial artist, glanced at the faint blue barrier around the Profound Vessel and sneered, "He must think we can’t touch him with that Defensive Array. Let’s attack together and shatter it!"

This clean-shaven martial artist was none other than Cangshu, who had clashed with Qin Ya before. At this moment, his face was a mask of malice, a frigid glint in his eyes.

"Alright."

"Damn kid! We have to tear him limb from limb!"

"I hate that look on his face, like he’s got everything under control. Later, I’m going to stomp his face into the dirt and grind it in!"

"Hehe, I’ll get a couple of stomps in, too."

As they spoke, Blade Qi, Sword Light, Palm Force, Fist Seals—all manner of attacks converged on the Profound Vessel’s pale blue shield. Instantly, violent ripples spread across its surface, like a giant boulder had been dropped into a calm lake.

Although the pale blue barrier could fend off a single Extraordinary Martial Artist, it was useless against so many. In an instant, it shattered into motes of starlight and vanished. The group of Extraordinary Martial Artists all broke into smiles.

"Haha, the kid must be scared stiff."

"Heh, to think he expected a flimsy little barrier like that to stop us."

As the light faded, Qin Ya, standing on the bow of the Profound Vessel, apathetically lifted his eyes. A cold, spectral gleam flashed within them. A milky-white spear materialized in his hand, and he gave a cold smile. "Today, this spear is destined to drink blood."

The moment the words left his mouth, he took a step forward. An endless chill immediately spread from his feet, freezing the surging waves into solid ice. He walked step-by-step toward the crowd of Extraordinary Martial Artists, his spear angled toward them.

"You... who will be the first to die?"

His utterly frigid words, like a whisper from the Death God himself, sent an inexplicable chill through the Extraordinary Martial Artists. But that chill was quickly replaced by rage.

"You’re facing death, and you still dare to be so arrogant!"

"We only showed you a little respect before because of that Spiritual Artifact. Now that it’s gone, how could you possibly be our match? Just accept your death quietly and spare yourself the suffering."

Faced with their jeers, Qin Ya snapped coldly, "You talk too much!"

As soon as he spoke, Qin Ya’s figure vanished. A bloodcurdling scream erupted from the crowd. An Extraordinary Martial Artist’s pupils constricted as he stared down at the spear that had pierced his chest, his eyes wide with utter disbelief.

Qin Ya slowly withdrew his spear, his expression unchanging.

Seeing this, the other Extraordinary Martial Artists wasted no more words. They drew their weapons and unleashed a barrage of attacks as they lunged for Qin Ya. But his figure was as fast as a Ghostly Charm, flickering through their midst. With every thrust of his spear, a life was taken.

His power had grown even since his battle with Li Shuo. The enhancement of his Divine Thought, in particular, had deepened his comprehension of the Mysterious Speed. His divine Spear Technique, paired with a Body Technique as swift as a Ghostly Charm, gave Qin Ya a terrifying combat strength that far exceeded that of a typical Extraordinary Martial Artist. He was virtually peerless within his realm.

"This is bad! Don’t engage him in close combat!"

One of the Extraordinary Martial Artists, realizing the terrifying nature of Qin Ya’s Spear Technique, yelled out the warning. The dozens of warriors instantly scattered in all directions like frightened animals.

Immediately, Flame, Frost, and powers born from various Mysteries rained down from the sky, completely sealing off Qin Ya’s escape. But with a soft cry, an ice-blue Flame erupted from his body. The Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi in a six-thousand-three-hundred-zhang radius instantly began to boil, surging into the Ice Flame like a torrential sea.

This was the first time since reaching the Extraordinary realm that Qin Ya had fully unleashed his Ice Flame.

The Ice Flame flared, transforming a hundred-zhang area into a raging sea of fire. Yet, beneath this inferno, the ocean’s surface froze into a thick layer of ice. An endless chill spread out, corroding the energies that assailed Qin Ya.

The raging sea of fire clashed violently with the energies of the various Mysteries, creating a powerful Energy Storm that swept across the ocean. For a moment, seawater mixed with heavy chunks of ice, forming a massive waterspout that battered everything around it.

Several Extraordinary Martial Artists with weaker Cultivation were caught in the waterspout and were battered into a sorry state. The moment they struggled free, they saw a flash of cold light—the spear, like a brilliant meteor streaking through the night, had already run them through.

SPLASH... SPLASH... The sounds grated on the ears of the survivors, sending a deep chill into their hearts. They stared in terror as Qin Ya apathetically wrenched his spear from a corpse.

’Such terrifying, peerless combat prowess... Is he really just a Sky-Controlling Martial Artist?’

The raging sea of fire dissipated, leaving countless shards of ice floating on the water. Qin Ya stood upon one of them, spear in hand, the ice-blue Flame swirling around him. His frigid eyes, like the gaze of the Death God himself, swept over them as he spoke apathetically, "The moment you decided to hunt me down, you sealed your own fates."

"Such arrogance! Everyone, attack!"

Cangshu yelled abruptly, but not a single person moved. They only stared gravely at the space behind him. A chill seized Cangshu’s heart, and his legs began to tremble uncontrollably. He turned his head and came face-to-face with an icy visage.

At some point, Qin Ya had appeared right behind him.

’This terrifying speed... It’s definitely not something an ordinary Extraordinary Martial Artist could even detect.’

"I spared your life at the banquet. It’s time to take it back."

As the words fell, the spear thrust forward. Absolute terror filled Cangshu’s eyes. He unleashed the Mysteries of Water, erecting one water barrier after another in front of himself. At the same time, he cast out his Divine Thought without reservation, attempting to predict the spear’s trajectory.

But it was all for naught. Like a Flood Dragon bursting from the sea, the white spear tore through the water barriers protecting Cangshu. With the Mysterious Speed fully unleashed, how could Cangshu—whose Divine Thought was no better than that of an average Extraordinary Martial Artist—ever hope to predict the spear’s path? Without a shred of suspense, the spear instantly ran through Cangshu’s head. With a flick of his wrist, Qin Ya shattered it completely.

The headless corpse plunged into the ocean, adding yet more blood to the already crimson-stained water. Drawn by the scent, countless Sea Beasts began to swarm the area.