Even if Qin Yi were the son of Heaven himself, he'd still get a beating.,The manager and Qin Yi's buddies all swarmed over. Seeing that he was fine, the group got lively again.,"Alas! The Heavenly Tribulation truly is formidable. My immortal ghost cultivator, who had lived for millennia, was obliterated within the return tunnel. The Three Realms Stone has shattered into dust. Now, I can only start anew." Qin Yi's divine sense spread, and his dantian was already dry, with only a few wisps of true Qi like wandering spirits.。