Capítulo 939: Chapter 453: Wrong All the Way_4
Qin Ming felt that sothing was amiss. Were it not for acquiring the life extending dicine, he would have liked to leave imdiately. Fortunately, he persisted, enabling Yu Gen Sheng to extend his lifespan by eighty years.
The final place was a baptism by the Tao Chain, a level higher than the Blessing Chain.
“Golden silk parasol, greet the guests, this ti should be a grand reward.”
This was a misty realm, where Tao Chains interwove in the sky, imbued with Power of order, flowing with a gentle Tao Rhythm, slowly descending.
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner appeared. Although shaped like an umbrella, it was as dark as ink, with billowing black gas rising to the heavens. It was really infuriated.
It felt that encountering such a temporary master who barely refined it was really a curse for eight generations!
As a Supre Treasure, if not heavily damaged in a civilization war of the caliber of Yujing, it couldn’t have fallen in rank and gathered dust until now, now bullied by a junior.
It cheered itself up, realizing this was just one of its long life’s fleeting monts, a temporary holder. Soon it would be free again.
The Tao Chain of Yujing made the golden silk parasol tremble montarily, tattooed from top to bottom, becoming vividly colorful, thickly painted.
Evidently, it was quite indignant.
“Full now? Then go back and rest.” Qin Ming tossed it back into the broken cloth.
The Ten Thousand Gods Banner: “#!”
A flamboyant face appeared on its umbrella surface, with an intensely powerful emotion surging.
…
“Clang!”
Qin Ming arrived at the end of the path, a bell tolled, signifying his success in passing Yujing’s trials for selecting Saints.
Outside the Separate Courtyard, the New List asked the Artifact Spirit: “Did you give him an additional challenge?”
It was truly unexpected that the youth got through swiftly; was there a problem at any stage?
“Hehe…” In the Separate Courtyard, the old sweeper Li Cang smiled faintly. The path his descendant walked rang the bell, indicating a success.
anwhile, the challenger of the other path found his path no longer glowing, dimming, signifying his failure in passing the trials.
“My descendants have beco Saints.” Li Cang resud sweeping.
Concurrently, Li Heng was limping out.
At the path’s end, Qin Ming witnessed a stunning scene. In the distance, a mountain-range-sized branch reached out from the Night Fog Sea, a massive bud at its tip, bathed in sacred light and surrounded by fragrance.
A girl with crystal butterfly wings chuckled: “Weren’t you full of confidence? How could you be so injured on the simplest path, borrowing a body, almost falling apart?”
Qin Ming’s face darkened slightly, thinking of Ye State’s remarkable environnt and simple folk, only to encounter deceitful elents upon arriving in the heavens, constantly set up for failure.
He retorted unhappily: “If you’re capable, go, walk the path yourself!”
Then, Qin Ming fixed his gaze on the massive bud ahead; could it be Divine dicine? The intoxicating fragrance almost made his mouth water.
“How brazen! What are you staring at!” the Butterfly maiden scolded sharply, feeling the Li Family’s mber was too rude, daring to openly gaze at the Divine Flower where the hall resided.
She hadn’t t Li Heng but heard of his extraordinary talent, likely to beco a Saint, and rumors of his admiration for the hall’s occupant, prompting his pursuit.
However, was this follower appropriate? His eyes were fixated, heedless of manners and taboos.
Qin Ming responded rigidly: “I enjoy looking, what’s it to you!”
He contemplated whether he could pick the Divine Flower here.
The Butterfly maiden was dumbstruck, her eyes also wide open, never imagining a Li Family young person would be so daring, was it due to becoming a Saint that he grew conceited?
“You… actually dare covet…” She pointed a slim finger.
“This flower is flawless, divine by nature, why can’t I appreciate it? You’re so nosy!” Qin Ming scolded.
Her fingertip trembled lightly from anger, this guy seed fearless, even using flowers as taphors! How excessive!
“You actually have inappropriate intentions!” the Butterfly maiden accused.
“How can one properly possess it?” Qin Ming asked.
The Butterfly maiden was stupefied, thinking this fellow was indeed insane!
“Defeat then!” The massive bud unfurled, stacked in layers, with thirty-six petals all engraved with mysterious Immortal Rune, the divine light aiming skyward.
Within the bud, a woman sat cross-legged, like Moonlight condensed, flowing sacred splendor in the mist, glowing from head to toe, radiating serenity.
“Alright then, fair duel on the God Fighting Platform!” Qin Ming said as he turned to leave.
“Good!” The woman replied briskly, rising elegantly, her long dress fluttering, shining in the night sky.
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