Capítulo 1278: Chapter 552: Unrivaled Golden Thread
In the Void, the golden silk stread like threads, the Third Dao Seed was pinned there, and the “blood” from the spiritual layer dripped down.
He was incredulous, his face full of shock, having been severely wounded by a Lower Position.
On his body surface, there was a dense Tao Rhythm, even more solid than the rare Secret Gold Armor, yet it was easily pierced by the golden thread, unable to defend at all.
Golden needles moved on Qin Ming’s body surface, threading to patch his body. He spoke, “Is this the gap between us?”
The Third Dao Seed felt familiar, then realized he had said this to the “Blood and Flesh Tao Field” before.
Suddenly, he was very displeased.
The so-called repulsion of like sources was vividly reflected.
He struggled violently, wanting to break the threads.
However, bleeding profusely, he could not escape.
The Third Dao Seed felt intense anxiety, staring at the dense golden silk. He felt he had heard about it sowhere.
Qin Ming manipulated the threads, pinning him firmly in mid-air, and he raised his hand with a slap.
With a smack, though he struck through the air, it was the Heavenly Light Transformation, solidly smacking his face, sothing Qin Ming had long wanted to do.
This Dao Seed of the Parasitic Civilization always appeared aloof and self-assured, viewing Qin Ming as a commodity, treating him as a Blood and Flesh Tao Field, with a high posture.
Of course, Qin Ming wasn’t purely humiliating him; he was going for the kill, using his strongest Chaos Force, blowing half of his skull away.
He knew his own state, although in transformation, his whole body was cracked, still entangled with the other’s Tao Rhythm. Without Sticky Force, he would scatter to pieces.
Therefore, Qin Ming didn’t hesitate to blow his mind.
Moreover, he was manipulating the golden thread, slicing against this person, tearing the Spirit Body into dozens or hundreds, causing effective damage.
Every rcy shown to an enemy was akin to handing over the Slaughter Knife, ultimately backfiring, especially against such a terrifying opponent.
Today, Qin Ming narrowly t a tragic end, just a thread away from dying at his hands.
On the remaining half of the Third Dao Seed’s skull, the cold gleam in the right eye was chilling. He felt he had suffered an extre humiliation, having never experienced such a thing.
Throughout generations, they had always been victors, belonging to an extrely dangerous civilization.
He was actually captured, reduced to a prisoner, still taking slaps. Yes, Qin Ming, for symtry’s sake, raised his hand again.
The Third Dao Seed was injured all over, golden silk crisscrossing through his body like a sword, dismbering him, his spiritual blood already flowing to the ground.
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He invoked six kinds of Miao Techniques consecutively, unable to escape the bondage.
He knew he couldn’t sit and wait for death, couldn’t let the other dismber him; if he delays further, he will surely die.
Consecutively, two slaps hit the Third Dao Seed’s face, smashing his skull, followed by a fist striking his chest, destroying the tangible form of his Spiritual Field.
Simultaneously, he further disassembled this Dao Seed, then golden silk poured down, re-weaving to penetrate those small body parts, aiming for further obliteration.
Facing such non-dangerous enemies, better to act than talk, to dispose of them soon, avoiding overturning in a ditch.
Amid the fragnts of the Third Dao Seed’s spirit, a low roar echoed, like emanating from Hell, chilling, and then he exploded.
At a critical mont, he was decisive, choosing self-destruction to overco the predicant.
The situation completely changed, as he began to confront in such an extre manner.
This Jade Burning tactic had severe consequences, inevitably first harming oneself.
Qin Ming’s senses were sharp, retreating imdiately, not trying to stop the opponent’s self-destruction, as his body was problematic now, truly affected, the consequences would be severe.
However, in a mont, he rushed in one direction at the utmost speed, like a God and Demon traversing the Night Fog Sea, consecutively teleporting through the underground Void.
In another area, the Third Dao Seed reappeared, first touching his head, then looking towards his opponent, his face full of chill, overflowing with murderous intent.
He considered his status noble and unattainable but was rubbed into the ground by a prey, deeming it his life’s greatest sha.
“Die!” The Third Dao Seed uttered only one word, wanting to tear Qin Ming apart alive; this Blood and Flesh Tao Field don’t need it whole, it can be patched afterward.
Qin Ming remained silent, golden silk stread out again, validating his inner understanding, he felt it truly a Supre Technique.
The Third Dao Seed’s Feather Robe fluttered, still ethereal, but with no trace of a smile, on the contrary full of boundless killing intent, every strand of hair flying backward.
His gaze was sharp, his whole body steaming with light rain, exhibiting top-level Ultimate Skills.
In the Void, spiritual lights crisscrossed, he was constructing an awareness cage, besides he was sealing, consecutively changing nine hand gestures and chanting True Words.
Instantly, light rain rose in this Earth Realm, a spiritual cage was condensed by the Third Dao Seed, and he matched gestures with True Words, forcibly guiding Qin Ming’s consciousness out.
With a swipe, a glowing path paved by “pebbles” stretched, nebulous, spreading through the Void, straight to Qin Ming.
This secret path aid to link Qin Ming’s consciousness, forcing him to Divine Travel over.
On Qin Ming’s body surface, golden needle and thread guarded him tightly, the glowing path couldn’t guide his spirit out at first.
In an instant, golden thread poured down, penetrating the path, and the glowing “pebbles” shattered, the entire secret path dimd.
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