Qin Ming’s arms were torn, especially the hand holding the blade; completely fractured, he was powerless against the Third Realm monster.
"You..." In front, the elder who dragged them into this ss cried out in agony, nearly rotting, halted by the "Preacher".
From within the black fog, a terrifying scream echoed, as the elder’s body rapidly decayed, flesh and blood disintegrating until even the bones crumbled into dust in the wind.
In his dying monts, his wretched cries reverberated throughout the area, with his Divine Wisdom burnt like lamp oil, spirit absorbed and refined by the Preacher, suffering unimaginable pain.
Initially, Qin Ming and Xiao Wu felt so relief, but soon their hair stood on end—the Preacher was indeed more terrifying.
Beside them, the monster with dry yellow hair sensed the energy ahead and seed terribly afraid, eventually striking the two youths separately before turning and fleeing.
Even though Qin Ming blocked with the blade of Mutton Fat Jade Iron, using broken cloth to protect his head, the remnants of the dark aura still sent him swirling away.
Moreover, his body was breaking apart; he felt this monster was fiercer than the old woman from the Cui Family who wished him "peace in fracture".
Recently, he experienced his ninth rebirth, his strength surged, defeating Cao Qianqiu of the sa domain, embodying youthful pride.
However, cruel reality soon dealt him a heavy blow, there was no battle on the sa level here, and he swiftly fell apart.
Without Sticky Force, his body would have scattered into pieces across the desert.
His organs and bones were more cracked and broken, with severe injuries.
Xiao Wu also scread, but was in better shape because of the charm carved with his grandmother’s image, emitting mysterious light to block the dark aura.
"Brother Ming, are you okay?" Xiao Wu rushed over, knowing his own secrets from years of practice, was certain he wouldn’t die.
He was aware that Qin Ming had been on the Newborn Road for less than a year, and with such a blow from a Third Realm expert, he should have been dood.
Yet, Brother Ming hadn’t exploded, which was extraordinary, suggesting there might be hope.
"I’m fine, run!" After landing, Qin Ming stabilized his shattered body, his face pale as he looked behind Xiao Wu.
Turning back, Xiao Wu’s face went bloodless, saying: "Senior, we’re not even enough food for you, our flesh and spirit are limited, eating us won’t be satisfying."
The Preacher walked silently, gazed at the two.
Looking at Qin Ming, he said: "In such a short ti, you’ve understood ’Withered Scripture’, well done, you can leave."
Then, he turned his gaze to Xiao Wu, revealing a dangerous air.
"Senior, I can also comprehend!" Xiao Wu imdiately cried out.
The Preacher stared again at the charm on Xiao Wu’s chest, finally saying: "You can go as well."
At this ti, the Preacher’s state seed much better, with flesh showing faint Spirituality and vitality, no longer near decay but still like he just crawled from Yin Soil.
"Senior, what is your status exactly, are you human or ghost?" Qin Ming asked.
The elder spoke: "I was once a Disciple of the Vacuous Palace, seeking life extension led astray, onto the Ghost Road, you must go quickly, else I fear I won’t resist devouring your flesh!"
Unlike typical Evil Ghosts, his awareness was clear just after resurgence.
The two turned and ran, not daring to ask more.
Qin Ming left bloody footprints with each step, staining the gravel ground, Xiao Wu hurriedly supported him, allowing him to focus on healing.
"Brothers, you’re out really quick!" Outside, soone noticed them, couldn’t help but quip; they had exchanged words not long before.
The two had no mood to respond, heading quickly to the city ahead, intending to rest and heal in an inn.
On the way, Xiao Wu angrily said: "The pattern these people summarized is useless, encounter those of higher realm, imdiately beco their cannon fodder, that old geezer was shaless."
Qin Ming beca like a Blood Gourd, upon reaching the inn, imdiately concentrated all efforts on healing; thankfully, the hidden hazards of Silk Scripture Technique were resolved, or there would be another "chaotic turmoil", possibly fatal.
This ti, he used the newly practiced "Golden Cicada Scripture" for healing, the most suitable choice.
Because, its true essence lies in tearing the old body, enduring tribulations for rebirth, seeking life from death, with deep Zen aning.
In Golden Cicada Scripture, there’s a Death Force for opponents and a Life Force beneficial to oneself, with endless wonders.
Qin Ming recovered swiftly, as his flesh endured tribulation, a cicada call sounded within, life and death exchanged, body and bones resonated, shone brightly in organs.
After nine rebirths, his constitution was imnsely strong; after a night, problems faded.
Two nights later, Qin Ming surpassed the past; this tribulation resurgence, vitality, continued endlessly, he silently contemplated, allowing Golden Cicada Power to transform again, reaching current limits, and practiced the killer move recorded in Miracle Technique—Golden Cicada Transformation.
A cicada ford by Heavenly Light Transformation could, within limited distance, flap wings to attack opponents, possessing life and death exchange, Zen rhythm unbroken, cicada sounds like thunder attributes.
At the sa ti, Qin Ming used this Golden Cicada Transformation to glimpse the end of his Newborn Road.
In these two days, practicing Golden Cicada Scripture, his torn body healed, after resurgence, faint warm currents appeared in flesh, which was the energy of rebirth.
From the depths, he sensed so enlightennt, the ninth rebirth once again accumulated strength, and this would be the last, because he vaguely saw the Door of Outer Saint.
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