On Yujing's side, many young people were exhilarated, easily swept up by the overwhelming combat scenes, unlike so old n who only squinted slightly.
Qin Ming gently rolled his Pure Yang Sword Qi, bringing the headless corpse back. Ever since erging from Black and White Mountain, his simple and pure nature never changed.
He quickly searched the corpse, pragmatic and efficient, rarely wasting anything foreign.
"Huh?!" Suddenly, Qin Ming was shocked; it was rely a habit, a casual action, yet he unexpectedly discovered sothing extraordinary.
A wooden box with a refreshing aroma was opened, emitting a green glow that almost made his hands transparent.
Inside lay a brilliant leaf, crystal clear, like green mist condensed, with distinct veins, and even the petiole seed intricately carved from green diamond, exuding a dicinal fragrance.
With a snap, Qin Ming quickly closed the lid; he was certain this was a rare Big dicine!
Soone whispered, "Could it be a leaf from a kind of Longevity Tree? Even from this distance, I can sll a faint fragrance!"
The New List glowed, revealing words, informing everyone that many creatures on the opposite side also possessed these rare leaves.
"Most likely, they are tender leaves from an Earth Immortal level Treasure Tree!" An old monster looked intensely eager.
So old seniors were very excited, saying, "A single leaf's dicinal power might be limited, but with so many people on the other side, if we could gather more, it can extend our lives!"
Qin Ming preliminarily judged that these treasure leaves could aid his cultivation, and if he could acquire ten or twenty pieces, he might experience rebirth, enhancing his strength further.
Moreover, his familiar, the old grandmaster Yu Gen Sheng, who once generously cared for him, was nearing the end of his lifespan and also needed these treasure leaves to prolong his life.
In an instant, Qin Ming's eyes shone brightly, staring at the opponents across from him.
But before that, he wanted to first deal with the woman in black robes with a strand of red hair drifting outward from the celestial sanctuary Ruins. Qin Ming spoke, "It's your turn."
The woman holding the scythe of death, who had been quite forceful in decapitating an opponent earlier, now faced with "One Sword," her pupils contracted and she involuntarily retreated.
She did not challenge this person, fully aware she was by no ans a match.
"Slash!" Qin Ming shouted. She had already stepped onto the battlefield and had slain their allies, so he naturally showed no rcy, taking a stand in the battlefield where no one on the opposing side could be spared.
"No!" The woman swung the jet-black scythe, struggling to resist. However, with a clang, the over-a-person-tall weapon broke, and she was pierced through the forehead by sword Qi.
She fell backward onto the lifeless, rubble-strewn ruins, dying on the spot.
Soone in the background exclaid, "The Sword Cultivator is exhilarating in killing enemies, one per sword stroke, just watching feels satisfying, the efficiency is too high!"
"You see who that is!" Soone shook their head, that's a young Sword Immortal in the Third Realm making a move.
In front of the towering Black Tower, the experts from afar all had a cold gleam in their eyes. With differing stances, that Sword Cultivator naturally beca a fiend in their eyes.
Qin Ming had already used sword light to retrieve the woman's corpse, staying true to his original intentions, simplistic to the end, ticulously searching.
Soon, he was pleasantly surprised to find she also had a wooden box with a green, radiant leaf inside, shimring with splendid light.
Over on Yujing's side, seeing this, a group of old folks couldn't sit still, wanting to join the fray.
"Who else?" Qin Ming spoke, looking across. This statent was undeniably provocative, instantly rousing a spirit of shared enmity among many.
Qin Ming felt no guilt; the opponent had shown no rcy from the start, killing two people from their camp. What was there to be polite about?
Furthermore, he was quite fixated on those rare dicinal leaves.
A man in black robes floated up rapidly, arriving at the celestial sanctuary Relics.
"One Sword, I am the Black Witch..." the man introduced himself seriously.
"Sword Cultivators speak and act promptly, slash!" Qin Ming interrupted him, with the Pure Yang Flying Sword sweeping across the sky, flowing with dazzling five-colored Evil Qi.
The Black Witch was enraged, he valued this battle highly, introducing himself, only to be ignored by the other side. In an instant, energy particles on his body boiled, roaring, rushing towards the young Sword Immortal.
With a bang, the Five-colored Sword Evil Qi cleaved through the terrifying stream of particles, forcefully carving a path, slashing towards the Black Witch's front.
Amidst the splattering blood, with a puff, the Pure Yang Flying Sword sliced through the Black Witch's body.
However, his body faded away, reappearing nearby, as if his body was reorganized from mysterious particles.
"Hmm? Quite a skill!" Qin Ming was surprised, if one sword didn't work, then he would unleash a second sword. He slashed the black-robed man with six swords in succession, employing thunder-attribute sword Qi, penetrating his Heavenly Spirit Cover from high above, finally slaying the opponent entirely.
"No wonder he dared challenge ; he is indeed a worthy adversary." Qin Ming evaluated him highly; once a man is killed, there's no need to belittle him.
Soon, his face darkened, not finding the wooden box, no mysterious green leaf of great value among the relics.
Clearly, given the black-robed man's Taoist practice, his status wasn't low, he ought to have possessed those treasure leaves.
"We survived through nine deaths and one life, struggling to reach the depths of the Yewu World, unable to approach that Immortal Tree, could only wait for the Divine Magnetic Storm to blow so fallen leaves our way, and with much difficulty only acquired a few, how could we let you reap the benefits?"
In front of the towering Black Tower, so people were teeming with killing intent, all staring at that young Sword Cultivator.
Heavenly Elder, Bodhi Saint, giant beast, and others couldn't sit still, also stepping down one after another, wanting to challenge the creatures opposite.
However, those people mainly still cast their hostile gazes upon Qin Ming.
"Sword Cultivator seeks defeat, who else is willing for a friendly match?" Qin Ming opened his mouth.
He was not careless, for there must be fearso opponents on the other side, not ntioning others, even the "Lord of Yujing" was terrifying, having topped the list prior to the Tao Rhythm.
"Roar!"
A terrifying dragon roar suddenly echoed above the Nine Heavens.
In front of the tower, a creature like a Black Dragon rushed over.
However, in Qin Ming's eyes, it looked more like a giant lizard with dragon might, its scale armor glowing, quite ferocious.
So people whispered, believing it to be a true dragon.
Qin Ming asked, "If you bring Longevity Leaves to the battle, I promise to spare your life."
The Black Dragon was furious, roaring, stirring up terrifying fierce gusts of wind as it charged forward.
Qin Ming took a deep breath, his whole being radiating Divine Radiance; he slowly rose from the ground, floating in the night sky with an ethereal, serene Qi chanism.
At this mont, light shone beneath his feet, a three-foot-long green leaf erged, supporting him mid-air, not falling, as he manifested the Longevity Sword Intent not recorded in the Zhu Shi Scripture.
For hundreds of years, no old monster had ever mastered this Sword Intent.
Evidently, it possessed extrely strong might, more potent than the fusion of several Sword Evils.
Qin Ming stood upon the green leaf in the Void, with the Pure Yang Power-condensed Flying Sword transforming into a twig with tender shoots, Sword Intent burgeoning.
Holding the fresh-scented twig in hand, he gently swiped in the night sky, prompting the gigantic Black Dragon to howl in pain and evade quickly, but ultimately having a blood-drenched dragon wing severed.
"Brother Yi Jian, please show rcy." A Big Red Dragon from Pu Gong called out, actually pleading.
"Why?" Qin Ming asked.
The Big Red Dragon lowered its posture, "The Dragon Clan is extrely scarce, if you subdue it, please spare its life, I'm willing to owe you a colossal favor. Uh, turns out it's a male dragon, never mind, kill it!"
Upon getting closer, it flipped its stance faster than a page could turn.
Qin Ming was left stunned and speechless.
The Black Dragon, hearing the Red Dragon pleading for it initially felt grateful, but after hearing the later words, its whole dragon face turned dark.
"If there's a Longevity Leaf on you, I can spare your life!" Qin Ming reminded.
"I haven't lost yet!" The Black Dragon retorted in anger.
In the back, a group of creatures from the Outer Domain had eyes gleaming, so masters already feeling restless, should they continue losing face.
At this mont, so people's bodies ignited with Fierce Sun-like radiance, or a particle stream nearly twisted the surrounding Void, others even unleashed towering Sword Qi.
"Hmm?" Qin Ming looked towards the opposite, so seed to condense Sacred Evil Qi chanism, transforming into mysterious particle streams.
He murmured, "Very well, Longevity Leaves and Sacred Evil are both things I need, they can strengthen my Taoist practice!"
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