Capítulo 1038: Chapter 483: Sect Realm Overlooks All Rivals (3)
“After breaking through, I am really strong now, barely enough to be considered a sect realm, right?” Qin Ming pondered, thinking he shouldn’t be of a lower realm than Cui Chonghe now.
“What are you daydreaming about? Hurry up and leave!” urged the two won.
Monts later, they encountered masters from the Strange Insect Alliance amidst the chaos of war.
“Young master, the Silver-spotted Ladybug was killed by this person.” A Red Jade Spider spoke up; if it hadn’t run fast, it would have died in that tunnel too.
A young master akin to bright jade, clad in snow white, was stained with specks of blood amidst the chaos, yet his refined deanor was undiminished as he looked toward Qin Ming.
The Strange Insect Alliance is indeed strong; so of them ventured into the Frozen Sea, while others transford into marauders to block the tunnel exit.
“Better to resolve enmities than create them.” The young man in white spoke.
Though he hadn’t witnessed Qin Ming slay the Night God firsthand, he could infer what happened from the soaring blade light, choosing to endure and flee outside the mountain.
Qin Ming, Jiang Ran, and Li Qingyue all had sharp divine senses, faintly perceiving the suppressed, faint killing intent from the opponent.
Especially Qin Ming, who could resonate, clearly capturing the malice from the other side. The Strange Insect Alliance had Grandmasters escape from the mountain first, and this young man in white intended to seek revenge once he was outside.
Qin Ming said nothing, directly charging forward to attack.
“Are you actively seeking to form a grievance with my Strange Insect Alliance, wishing for relentless conflict?” The young man in white shouted, trying to distance himself.
However, once locked onto by Qin Ming, he spoke no words, continuously wielding his blade.
“Do you really think I’m afraid of you?” The young man in white charged bare-handed, striking at Qin Ming’s long blade condensed from Heavenly Light, demonstrating formidable bravery.
Yet, soon, his hands were flowing with blood, skin torn reveal, nearly exposing the bones.
This person was indeed formidable; otherwise, he wouldn’t be the leader among the young in this troop.
In an instant, he revealed his true form, a flying centipede as pure as white jade, growling and spewing toxin mist that could corrode the spiritual domain.
He possessed countless white jade-like arms, either forming Dharma Seals, or materializing Pure Yang Long Sabers, or wielding a Thunderous Great Hamr, attacking frenziedly.
“Since we’re fighting, let’s battle to our fullest!” The young man in white transford into the body of a centipede, though his head remained human, white hair fluttering, arms waving, akin to a Demon God erging.
Yet, in the fierce clash, he failed to gain the upper hand.
Qin Ming’s Spirit Field expanded, an intimidating fusion of Suru Field and Heavenly Demon Force Field, distorting the night sky, with layers of ripples undulating.
“Ah…” So arms of the Strange Insect Centipede Spirit were torn apart by the Spirit Field, even with hundreds of arms it wasn’t enough.
His body rapidly shrank, about the length of a palm, entirely becoming a White Jade Centipede form, emitting Divine Light, crystalline and transparent, shooting towards Qin Ming.
At that mont, it seed forged from Divine Gold, indestructible.
When Qin Ming’s blade gleam struck it, an clang resounded, leaving white marks on its surface, without fully splitting it.
“Clang!”
Imdiately, the long blade in Qin Ming’s hand was entwined with Firelight, with Nanming Lihuo, Six Ding Divine Fire, True Sun Fire unified as he wielded a “Samadhi True Fire Saber.”
With a pfft, the Strange Insect was cleaved in one stroke, much like a hot knife slicing through butter, its severed point was extraordinarily smooth, with blood only spewing out afterward.
The White Jade Centipede shrieked miserably, its hundred legs writhing, wings sprouted from its ribs, still attempting to flee.
However, Qin Ming brought it down with a single stroke, cutting off its escape path.
He knew the Samadhi True Fire Saber, akin to the Longevity Sword Intent unrecorded in the texts of the Zhu Shi Scripture, was a killer move belonging to a singular domain.
“I will beco the Insect King, how could this be so pathetic?” The Late Stage Fourth Realm White Jade Centipede was filled with a sense of defeat.
“Your realm is too low,” Qin Ming responded.
The White Jade Centipede remained vexed, even in its final monts, it was mocked. Yet the fact remained, the opponent could defy and defeat it, leaving it powerless.
Its dream of becoming the Insect King was shattered, forever disentangled from the pinnacle of the Insect Clan.
In the next mont, Qin Ming slashed vertically, cleaving the White Jade Centipede in half, and prompted the Samadhi True Fire to incinerate its Consciousness Spiritual Light to ashes.
anwhile, on the other side, Jiang Ran and Li Qingyue had already concluded their battle, slaying the Strange Insect Red Jade Spider and Flying Scorpion.
Li Qingyue said, “The Grandmaster-level phantom creature from the Sun Secret seems weakened after erging, apparently unable to stray far from the Extre Yang Land.”
“Wasn’t it said there was a Great Grandmaster-level phantom? Yet none were seen,” Qin Ming asked, his hand still clasping the decayed fan, remaining guarded.
Jiang Ran replied, “The Grandmaster-level phantom went to hunt down the Decaying Divine Spirit.”
As the story goes, it’s the Decaying Divine Spirit nearing the end of its lifespan that’s most eager, yearning to fish for the Extre Yang Flower.
Qin Ming’s heart raced wildly; if the woman in the coffin harbored such a grudge against him, wouldn’t the consequences be dire?
Indeed, in the depths of the Sun Secret, that exceptional phantom in the night sky touched its face, then opened a slender hand, aiming at the body within the coffin, drawing out a strand of Qi chanism.
Then, she waved her hand, and several potent phantom beings carrying True Sun Fire swiftly surged out of the Abyss, traversing the Frozen Sea, chasing outside.
Today, within the remnant veins of Feishan Mountain, blood mist vaporized from various crevices, even so magical creatures were rioting, the entire ruins seed out of control.
“Disaster is coming, hurry up and leave, this mountain range is no place to stay!”
All the expedition teams fled from the mountains, scrambling over each other, a chaotic scene.
From afar, a blond youth looked on: “One Sword, you actually fled here too!”
It was Oleg from the Black Tower Civilization, beside him was Saint Elina, as they were about to escape the Feixian Mountain remnant vein, they exchanged glances with Qin Ming.
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