Chapter 1719 - 675: Xuannü Palace 4

Chapter 1719: Chapter 675: Xuannü Palace 4

"If it continues to evolve like this, I could understand it without a master and grasp Fifth Brother’s ultimate truth of ’One Qi Transforms Three Pure Ones.’ His is a clear qi, mine is Primordial Element Heavenly Light, different paths leading to the same goal."

Qin Ming decided to attempt a trial here.

Soon after, the body condensed from Primordial Element Heavenly Light began its journey. On the road, it "borrowed" a set of armor from a Great Demon, covering itself completely, even its face.

Even if unexpected events might occur when going to duel in Xuan City, he could accept it, at most losing the Heavenly Light and other Divine Materials accumulated recently.

In Xuan City, the place of battle, Qin Ming said, "I heard that if Xuannü Palace invites someone for help and they defeat you, you would retreat and refrain from challenging them for a hundred years?"

"Who are you?" The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect showed a puzzled expression. Someone is actually standing up for Xuannü Palace?

Qin Ming said, "There’s no need to ask about my origins. Is what you just said true?"

"Naturally true." The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect nodded.

Qin Ming said nothing more and directly entered the arena.

He already understood that no Ancestor Master was coming forth. Using a large amount of Xuanhuang Qi and Primordial Qi for such a battle wasn’t worth it.

If a Great Grandmaster wanted to act, they would actually need Heaven and Earth Treasures to maintain their state, but their consumption was far lower than that of Ancestor Masters or Earth Immortals.

"May I know which realm this Taoist friend is in?" The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect asked.

Qin Ming frankly replied, "Mid-stage Grandmaster Realm."

"I see, I’ll take care of it then." A young man stepped out, without concealing his identity; he was from Divine Control Sect.

"Your realm is too low." Qin Ming shook his head; the opponent was only in the Early Stage Grandmaster.

The young man spoke calmly, "Supreme Martial hall Disciples always strike against the opponent."

Qin Ming knew that saying more was useless, so he directly entered the arena.

"I am a Saint." The young man said calmly.

Qin Ming said nothing and gestured for him to make a move.

The young man frowned, they had stated their identity, as a Saint from the Supreme Martial hall, wasn’t it worth the opponent inquiring about his name?

However, Qin Ming showed no expression.

Seeing this, the young man looked indifferent and said, "You’re letting me strike first? In that case, I’m afraid the battle will end immediately."

Qin Ming didn’t want to say much, so he slapped out a palm, a gentle light rippled, it appeared neither aggressive nor fierce.

"Sometimes you’ll realize, the gap between people..." The young Saint was very calm, at ease, punching out.

Boom!

The Night Fog exploded, and then... the clothes on him also burst open, he was slammed directly by that gentle slap and flew hundreds of meters away.

His mouth and nose bled, he fell to the ground, shocked, unable to believe what he had just experienced.

Just one slap, and he was defeated!

Instantly, there was an uproar here.

The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect hurried over to check his body, found no harm, and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Is he really in the mid-stage of the Grandmaster Realm?"

"It should be the Fifth Realm for sure, but if mid-stage, I’m not quite convinced."

The scene was noisy, people were discussing fervently, unable to calm down.

"He rivals a Great Grandmaster, let me try." A Red Flood Dragon soared into the air, quickly entering the arena; it was a real Great Grandmaster, surrounded by a thread of Primordial Qi.

Qin Ming stood in the arena, composed in demeanor, gesturing for it to strike first.

"Roar!" The dragon roared, the Red Flood Dragon carried endless firelight, accompanied by a heavy murderous aura, spitting out sheets of Flying Swords from its mouth, shining with Immortal Light, dazzling to the extreme.

It immediately used a Sword Array, crafted from thirty-six Flood Dragon Horns, connected with its mind.

Qin Ming was fearless, raising his hand was endless Thunder Fire, carrying ten thousand-weight momentum, pouring down from above the night, engulfing the Red Flood Dragon and its Flying Swords.

"Ah..." Within breaths, the Red Flood Dragon screamed continuously, rolling, its scales opened, blood seeping out.

As for the Flying Swords, they all fell to the ground.

Qin Ming didn’t deliver a fatal strike, timely withdrawing Thunder Fire, which was an upgraded version of Taichu Thunder Seal, indeed more powerful than before.

"Are you perhaps a Great Saint?" The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect asked in disbelief.

"Yes!" Qin Ming nodded frankly.

Having chosen to stand for Xuannü Palace, he didn’t intend to be too low-key.

The Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect looked solemn, preparing to enter the arena himself.

However, he soon turned pale, sensing a threat of death, personally determining that the opponent must be a future Great Saint.

Moreover, this person was perhaps among the most outstanding of those with Great Saint potential.

Because, facing this armored man, the pressure was greater than facing the Great Saint meticulously cultivated by Divine Control Sect.

In the night sky, Qin Ming’s hands transformed Yin Yang Divine Thunder, enormous thunder palms manifested, and when the hands came together, nearly crushed this Great Grandmaster.

The Protective Armor of the Great Grandmaster of Divine Control Sect shattered, spitting blood, he hurriedly shouted to concede.

After landing, he sighed, "A future Great Saint, Divine Power commands respect, unfathomable."

"I hope you keep your word." Qin Ming scanned the other experts present, seeing no one else entered the arena, turned and left.

In the wild, Qin Ming cut all causes, severed karma, drifted away, directly leaving the Xuannü Palace realm.

Afterwards, he continued traveling while cultivating, as the saying goes, to cultivate all technique, one must travel countless miles.

About a month later, he successfully entered the core realm of Xuanhuang Martial Hall.

It must be said, this Supreme Martial hall was flourishing and strong, many times more prosperous than the realm of Xuannü Palace, with numerous Extreme Fire Springs on the ground.

"Comparable to Doushuai Temple." This was Qin Ming’s most direct impression.

Xuanhuang Martial Hall was extraordinary, quite remarkable.

After arriving at this splendid place, Qin Ming didn’t deliberately inquire, but overheard others discussing Jiang Ran.

"Xuanhuang Martial Hall’s new generation of prodigies?" Qin Ming was surprised, Jiang Ran was indeed here.

As he delved deeper, he couldn’t help but frown, discovering an extremely serious issue, Xuanhuang Martial Hall seemed to belong to the Demon Cultivation stronghold? He recalled Artifact Spirit Six Desires, all kinds of clues corroborated that this might truly be the Demon Cultivation Ancestral Court.