Unintentionally, he mastered a killer move!
"This..." Tang Jin regretted a little. Such a genius, she indeed should have brought him before her teacher from the beginning; he was naturally suited for the new skill.
Then, she furrowed her brow further, asking, "Why does your Heavenly Light Planting Immortal Lotus have a mysterious glow, with power greater than it should be?"
"I also integrated Divine Wisdom into it." Qin Ming inford her.
"Can you cultivate in three paths simultaneously?!" Master Lian Wu was shocked. He had heard of dual cultivation, but this was the first ti encountering such a powerful individual across all fields.
Qin Ming shook his head and said, "Alas, I can only walk the path of rebirth, I was ’kidnapped.’
Nonetheless, those present were dazed, tied up only because his Heavenly Light Force was too domineering.
It took them quite a while to co back to their senses.
During the banquet, Tang Jin remained restrained and did not ask further about Demon Seed, Demon One.
Qin Ming was quite generous, sketching out the appearance of Demon One to show them.
The Purple-eyed Crow said, "Right now, there’s a frenzy outside, he’s being hailed across the realms for beating Cao Qianqiu in Secret Realm, his materials have been sent to the desks of the Great Sect and seen as the next generation Demon God, to be studied and targeted by all paths."
"People fear fa as pigs fear fattening; becoming famous too young isn’t always good." Xiao Wu remarked, if the Demon Seed truly existed, there’d be little chance for survival.
Others nodded in agreent. Without the protection of the Ancestor Master, how could a young Demon Seed grow? Inevitable early demise.
Then, the atmosphere relaxed.
...
"We should also go!"
Shanhai Academy, one by one, huge flying ships set sail into the night sky.
"Weren’t we holding the advantage? Why retreat?" Soone was puzzled.
"The Academy’s high-level made such a decision, there must be good reason." So looked grave.
Qin Ming and Xiao Wu sat together on one ship, their destination was the adjacent Dynasty—Great Yu.
After boarding the ship, Qin Ming spent a high price to buy more parachutes, splitting them evenly with Xiao Wu.
"Brother, is it necessary?" Wu Yaizu’s eyes were peculiar, not expecting Brother Ming to be so afraid of death and severely acrophobic.
"Do you rember how we first t? Descending from the sky!" Qin Ming sighed, forever psychologically shadowed, having fallen through the air more than once.
Then, he laughed, "Didn’t you say you couldn’t find the way back? No need to worry, if it really doesn’t work, ride the ship to that region, leap off and you’ll be ho."
"You know, that’s actually a solution!" Xiao Wu nodded.
That day, nurous ships departed, flying toward the Three Great Dynasties: Yu, Qian, and Rui.
Because, Kunleng was located between them, with multiple Forbidden Lands, none dared occupy it.
Xiao Wu looked back and said, "Why does it feel like this is a one-way trip, no coming back. Alas, just getting familiar with an area only to leave hastily again."
The night fog was thick, ships traversed the skies, Qin Ming and Xiao Wu entered Great Yu territory the sa day, this ti they didn’t pick "Heavenly Light" and other things along the way, moving faster.
...
Under the ink-thick night, Shuangshu Village was peaceful, with nothing unusual.
However, in the night sky, black mist surged, and in the abyssal high above, Cao Qianqiu had disappeared for a long ti, an indescribable aura perating, disturbing so night birds.
Occasionally, spiritually strong raptors would pass by, feathers standing erect, changing flight paths in an instant, not daring to approach this area.
While so oblivious birds slamd into the area, falling silently.
That day, villagers picked up so dead birds, an unexpected al.
In fact, this was only what people could see. In unseen places, it was extrely terrifying and horrible, for Cao Qianqiu was crawling out of the black mist.
He seed to be in an invisible tunnel.
Though he was a Pure Yang Spirit Body, he looked identical to his real body, covered in blood, representing the loss of Pure Yang spirituality.
This was his second ti here, hitting a dead end again.
Moreover, he retreated faster this ti!
Surely, no one could have imagined, Cao Qianqiu’s face was now pale, and when looking back, his facial muscles twitched, rather intimidated, with a hint of unease.
Behind him, sothing seed to appear, moving slowly, seemingly pursuing him.
His hand was wrapped with long hair, black and shiny, stained with blood, clearly not his own, picked up while crawling in the invisible tunnel of the night fog.
He was a Pure Yang Spirit Body, capable of emitting beams like the Big Sun with his palms, but now, his face was somber, brows deeply furrowed, and while moving in the tunnel, his five fingers were corroded, emitting white smoke like they were burning.
Behind him, sounds arose, his expression changed drastically, and in the instant he looked back, his pupils contracted, rushing forward quickly.
At this mont, his face was slightly pale, a color never seen on him; today he clearly suffered major losses here!
Finally, Cao Qianqiu crawled out of the tunnel, leaping out of the night fog, reaching mid-air, yet he staggered as his injuries were severe.
One of his feet seed to have kicked a Mysterious Gold Plate, even the toes of his Pure Yang Spirit Body were fractured, bloodstained.
In addition, a rusted long spear was lodged in his body, causing shaky steps, instability, yet he didn’t pull it out imdiately, choosing to dart off into the distance.
"Old Immortal, he really can fly!" Below, by the Fire Spring of Shuangshu Village, Old Man Liu exclaid.
At this mont, Cao Qianqiu glanced at him deeply, not stopping, nor showing any intention of attack, departing like a strange bird in the night sky.
He didn’t extend a blood-red Fierce Sun; his body only emitted a faint glow, much more low-key than when he ca, hastily like one fleeing!
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