Boom!
Bam!
Qin Ming activated his mighty True Qi Blood Spirit strike, pounding it onto a blood-patterned black shield, sending it flying!
The black shield, engraved with blood-red runes, instantly caved in, revealing a clear fist imprint.
"How is this possible? My Blood Evil Shield!" The black-robed cultivator's face showed disbelief. He knew that this shield was a middle-grade defensive spiritual artifact, yet the opponent's punch almost rendered it useless.
While feeling a pang of pain, he hesitated no more and raised his hand in a gesture.
A tall, green-faced, fang-toothed armored corpse suddenly appeared between them, emanating the aura of an early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. It then let out a wild roar and charged straight at Qin Ming!
Roar~
At the same time, the black-robed cultivator took out an ink-colored small bell spiritual artifact and shook it with his mana, unleashing a strange wave of sound.
Qin Ming suddenly felt a wave of drowsiness overwhelm him, but he was startled and his strong divine soul resisted the intrusion of this soul power.
The armored corpse, exuding terrifying power, had already reached Qin Ming, surrounded by thick black energy, evidently containing intense corpse poison.
Swoosh!
The pitch-black claws lunged fiercely at his chest's heart area!
Seeing this, Qin Ming activated the "Hundred Treasures Glaze Scripture" cultivation technique, and his entire body erupted with True Qi Blood Spirit!
Countless crimson aura and gang qi flew out from his body.
Pft pft pft!
The armored corpse's claws touched Qin Ming's skin, but it was as if they were clawing at a defensive spiritual artifact, unable to breach his physical defense at all.
Instead, it was struck by the erupting True Qi Blood Spirit and was sent flying over a dozen zhang away. However, the fiend's armor seemed to have been refined to an exceptional hardness, as even the innate gang qi only sparked upon impact.
The armored corpse then let out a wild roar, spewed a black corpse aura, and charged once more!
Qin Ming also felt his qi and blood ripple slightly from the armored corpse's claw strike.
The black-robed cultivator wasn't idle, controlling a chain spiritual artifact, winding towards Qin Ming like a venomous snake from different directions.
Emitting a nauseating and repugnant aura, it seemingly had the power to corrupt spiritual artifacts.
Qin Ming squinted, recalling the Cyan Simurgh Sword, and once again performed the Cyan Nether Sword Technique. Numerous sword auras and sword qi merged into one, and a massive cyan sword aura spanning over a dozen zhang suddenly appeared!
Zheng!
The cyan sword aura flashed and vanished.
With unstoppable force, it shattered the chains surrounding him.
It sliced the menacing armored corpse in two, severing its connection with the black-robed cultivator, causing it to fall from the sky.
The black-robed cultivator felt the tremendous power of this sword and was horrified on his chubby face.
Is this a sword technique that an early-stage Foundation Establishment can wield?
Meanwhile, he saw his meticulously refined armored corpse being destroyed, and his mind nearly collapsed.
His face then showed a vicious expression, and he spat out a mouthful of essence blood, performing a strange magic spell with his hands.
The essence blood transformed into a rune and merged into his body.
In an instant.
The black-robed cultivator's aura surged several times over, with eerie runes circulating across his skin.
It was clear he was preparing to unleash some exceedingly formidable secret technique.
Seeing this, Qin Ming's heart tightened, and he dared not be careless. He activated his entire body's True Qi Blood Spirit, which condensed into a Glazed Armor on him.
Then, his figure blurred and disappeared from sight.
The black-robed cultivator, while casting a spell, waved, and a massive black flaming bird appeared, instantly locking onto Qin Ming's form, radiating astonishing heat as it charged.
As if it could devour everything!
"Kid! You have the honor of witnessing my Asura Demon Fire! Even if you die, it's worth it!" The fat black-robed cultivator roared with gritted teeth, then changed his spell, controlling the black flames.
Qin Ming frowned, also raising his hand, summoning an ice-blue firebird before him, carrying a sapphire rainbow, and rushing towards the black flaming bird.
Boom!
A black and a blue firebird collided mid-air!
Unleashing a powerful aftershock.
However, the firebird formed by the black flames was swiftly devoured by the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame's ice-blue firebird.
After consuming the black flame, the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame continued to charge at the black-robed cultivator.
"!!!"
The black-robed cultivator watched in disbelief as his prized secret technique was easily broken by the opponent.
Panic filled his heart, and the urge to retreat arose.
Just then.
The ice-blue firebird came straight at him.
His heart was in disarray, and he hurriedly brought out the ink shield, now devoid of spirituality, for defense.
But the blue firebird split in two and bypassed the shield, landing directly on the black-robed cultivator's arm.
"Ah!"
The black-robed cultivator let out a miserable howl, as a searing pain engulfed him instantly, and to his horror, he distinctly felt his mana inexplicably start to deplete when the flames touched him.
Being a decisive individual, he gritted his teeth and directly severed his left arm!
But as he was about to flee, his back's hair stood on end, and a bad intuition emerged. He quickly summoned mana to turn and defend.
Qin Ming's gaze was icy cold! He condensed his entire True Qi Blood Spirit onto his fist and punched towards the black-robed cultivator!
Bam!
This punch landed squarely on the opponent. The black-robed cultivator seemed to be wearing some defensive inner armor, but his chest caved in immediately at the heart area.
It fell from the sky like a rag.
Qin Ming's eyes were sharp and hands quick. He flicked out a black Spirit Seed, which instantly landed on the corpse of the black-robed cultivator.
Black vines grew wildly, entangling and wrapping around the corpse, and soon it was sucked dry into a withered husk. A Blood Pearl the size of an egg formed shortly thereafter.
Qin Ming raised his hand and collected the Blood Pearl.
He then proceeded to search the black-robed cultivator's storage pouch as well.
After finishing all this, he skillfully threw out the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame to destroy the corpse and eliminate the evidence.
Just as he was about to leave the place.
Three more figures quickly sped towards him, soon arriving in front of Qin Ming.
Upon a closer look, it turned out to be Mun Yuanshan and Miao Renke. Both were heavily injured, staggering, and on their last legs.
Behind them, a black-robed cultivator wearing a monkey mask was pursuing closely.
The black-robed cultivator unleashed a dark beam from his hand, and a ghostly, dark green Ghost Head Short Blade eerily moved across the air, piercing through Miao Renke, chilling him to the core.
Miao Renke's body fell from the sky, hitting the ground heavily with a thud, undeniably dead.
Mun Yuanshan was covered in wounds, his face ashen. Seeing his companion's tragic death filled him with a look of despair.
At this moment.
He saw Qin Ming not far away, as if spotting a lifeline, and shouted desperately for help, "Fellow Daoist Qin... save me..."
Mun Yuanshan used the last bit of his mana to land in front of Qin Ming.
Qin Ming frowned at the sight but quickly asked, "How many demonic cultivators are pursuing you, Fellow Daoist Mun?"
"What about Fellow Daoist Gul?"
"Only one demonic cultivator chased us here, the other three went after..." Mun Yuanshan was nearly out of strength, his voice weak, but at this point, he suddenly shuddered!
Wait!
How did Qin Ming know I was with Fellow Daoist Gul?
Before Mun Yuanshan could react.
Qin Ming, with an expressionless face, sent out the Cyan Simurgh Sword aiming directly at Mun Yuanshan's head.
A flash of cyan light, and Mun Yuanshan felt a darkness descending as his head was severed, flying through the air.
His face maintained a look of shock, and then plunged into endless darkness...
The black-robed cultivator with the monkey mask witnessed this scene and was utterly shocked.
He suddenly recalled something and exclaimed, "Where is my second brother? Didn't he go after you?"
"Hmph! You'll be joining him shortly," Qin Ming coldly chuckled.
He had already scanned with his Divine Thought, seeing that the opponent was only at Early-stage Foundation Establishment, significantly weaker compared to the fat black-robed cultivator.
As for Mun Yuanshan, Qin Ming had stumbled upon their shady business and decided to eliminate him decisively to avoid future troubles.
The black-robed cultivator was astounded, quickly casting a spell, directing the ghostly green blade full of chilling ghost energy to shoot at Qin Ming.
Qin Ming activated his True Qi Blood Spirit, the Glazed Armor covered his body once more, and he blocked with his arm!
Clang!
The green ghost blade's strike was forcibly withstood by Qin Ming, and he was unharmed.
The cultivator with the monkey mask was wide-eyed in disbelief. What kind of terrifying defense was this?
Practically a human-shaped Defensive Spiritual Artifact!
Qin Ming's gaze sharpened, he leaped forward and in an instant was in front of the black-robed cultivator, swinging his hand to release several crimson streaks slashing out!
The black-robed cultivator realized he was no match for Qin Ming and attempted to flee!
But there was no way Qin Ming would let him escape, he formed a spell in his hand.
A green symbol appeared in the sky, unleashing a barrage of wooden spikes that fell like a storm, blocking the black-robed cultivator's escape.
Qin Ming closed the distance swiftly, his eyes sharp, employing the Cyan Nether Sword Technique once again, sending several feet-long cyan Sword Aura shining with dazzling brilliance, stabbing towards the opponent's back.
Swoosh!
The black-robed cultivator, seeing things go south, pulled out a Black Flag, waving it vigorously at Qin Ming, releasing a swarm of ghostly beings shrieking miserably as they charged at him!
But Qin Ming's gaze remained locked on the black-robed cultivator, his speed undiminished, and as the ghosts neared.
He released the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame, transforming it into an ice-blue fiery bird. As the ghosts neared the poison flame, they began to dissolve into nothing.
The Cyan Simurgh Sword flashed swiftly, and before the black-robed cultivator could react, amid the glimmer of cyan light, his mask-adorned head soared high, blood gushing from his neck.
Afterward, Qin Ming wasted no time, applying the Thorn Technique on the three corpses, extracting three Blood Pearls laden with astonishing Essence Soul, storing them carefully.
Qin Ming quickly cleared the battlefield, collecting the storage pouches of Mun Yuanshan, Miao Renke, and the black-robed cultivator.
He used the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame to destroy the remains before swiftly flying away from the scene.
While flying at full speed towards Wangyue Island, Qin Ming's heart was pounding.
Who would've thought that by chance, he'd score another three kills! Not to mention picking up a severed head.
And among them were two Mid-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators.
Shortly after Qin Ming departed, three black-robed cultivators arrived at the site of the fierce battle.
"Second brother!"
"Fourth brother!"
Two of the black-robed cultivators were furious, feeling keenly that their two comrades had fallen. But everything happened so quickly, they were too late when they arrived.
Their leader Lin Zixiao, holding Gul Huai's empty eyed head in hand, looked forward, his hands trembling uncontrollably.
The once feared demonic bandits of Wei's Cultivation Realm, filled with anger, confusion, and without a clue about who was responsible, now stood there diminished.
And the culprit, Qin Ming, had long since made his escape, disappearing without a trace.
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