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Opposite in the air.

"You actually have a High-Grade Spiritual Artifact!"

Chen Ziang immediately recognized that the Black Wind Saber in Qin Ming's hand was extraordinarily remarkable.

He was shocked and furious at the same time, "I never expected this! You actually hid your strength! And concealed it so deeply!"

"I underestimated you!"

With that, a High-Grade Golden Giant Sword Spiritual Artifact suddenly appeared in his hand.

Chen Ziang formed a seal with his fingers and pointed, causing the golden giant sword above him to expand more than ten times larger!

Golden rays flashed, the momentum was overwhelming!

"Swift!"

A golden giant light sword more than ten yards long charged at Qin Ming with destructive force!

The nearby trees turned to ashes in an instant under the impact of the sword Qi!

Chen Ziang dared not take any chances and resorted to his trump card.

Qin Ming squinted slightly as he watched the giant sword technique approach, yet he showed no hint of fear.

Instead, an unprecedented fighting spirit emerged.

Boom!

Qin Ming unleashed his Qi Blood Power completely, nearly solidifying it into a glazed treasure robe covering his entire body.

He tapped the ground and jumped up high again!

Launching like a cannonball!

Clang!

The Great Success Level "Blood Burning Blade Technique" exploded once more!

Qin Ming directly executed the seventh form.

Whoosh! Woo woo woo!

The Black Wind Saber in his hand whined, its Evil Qi cutting sharply!

It was a simple yet forceful strike infused with Qin's full Qi Blood Power!

A sky-covering flaming blade aura interwove into a purgatory fire sea.

The temperature in the surrounding air suddenly soared.

The two cultivators beside Chen Ziang, witnessing the scene, were shocked and terrified, their scalps tingling! Without hesitation, they each took out a High-Grade Talisman and threw it at Qin Ming.

For a moment.

Three powerful magical spells, forming a triangular formation, attacked Qin Ming from three directions!

Even so, Chen Ziang kept his eyes locked on Qin Ming, not daring to be careless.

Rumbling!

The ground shook.

Magical spells began to fiercely clash, and a sky-high burst of fire erupted in the central area! Immediately, thick clouds rose.

Clang!

Woo woo woo!

Out of the dense smoke, a few black Spirit Seeds suddenly shot out, using smoke as cover, instantly reaching the feet of the three.

Thorn Technique!

After the three conjured the powerful magical spells, they started probing the smoky area.

With the powerful Spiritual Sense of a late-stage Qi Cultivation, Chen Ziang seemed to sense something amiss and quickly shouted, "Retreat quickly!"

He decisively took out a blue talisman and slapped it on himself, disappearing instantly, shifting ten yards away.

But the two cultivators of Qi Cultivation Sixth and Seventh Layer weren't as fortunate.

Just as black vines sprang up under their feet, they were completely entangled.

Their hearts and spirits were terrified; they hastened to activate their Mana Shield to protect themselves.

In just a few breaths, the poisonous thorns emitting sinister black rays pierced through their defenses into their bodies.

Chen Ziang was in a panic, hastily casting a Fire Technique to attack the black vines, but it was as ineffective as a bull charging into the Cloud Sea.

"How can the Fire Technique be ineffective?!"

The moment the Withered Blood Poison Vine thorns stabbed into them, the two cultivators felt a heart-wrenching pain in their minds!

Mana circulating within their bodies suddenly stalled, and their spellcasting was abruptly interrupted.

Their eyes gradually turned hollow, abandoning their struggle, as if their souls were drawn out by some force.

They remained motionless, quickly submerged by the dense black vines.

Just a few breaths.

The two who were full of life moments ago suddenly reduced to dry corpses, without any ability to resist.

Soon.

The black vines dissipated, turning into two Blood Pearls dropping to the ground.

Chen Ziang was dumbfounded, his mind racing!

At this moment!

From the center of the recent spell explosion, a figure suddenly emerged slowly.

Chen Ziang snapped back, his eyes glued tightly to the figure, pupils contracting sharply, facing a formidable adversary.

The smoke dispersed.

Qin Ming's intact figure gradually emerged.

"How is it possible! You're completely unscathed?!" Chen Ziang was astounded.

He was clear about the power of the Giant Sword Technique on which he had exerted almost all his strength.

The strength of the opponent's Body Refining Technique exceeded his understanding!

"There's definitely something wrong with you!"

"How can a Qi Cultivation Fourth Layer Spirit Farmer be so powerful?"

He even started to suspect if the opponent had been taken over by some monstrous elder.

Chen Ziang's eyes darted quickly, already feeling cowardly.

Qin Ming said nothing, gazing coldly at him like looking at a dead person.

"Uh... Fellow Daoist Qin... it's all a misunderstanding..." Chen Ziang's face turned pale, stammering as he explained, retreating.

Qin Ming's eyes turned cold!

He drew his saber and jumped into the air, the flaming blade aura surging once more!

Slash!

The saber light flashed instantly, appearing before Chen Ziang.

Chen Ziang was utterly terrified by the power of this strike.

Afraid to block it, he hastily drew a golden talisman to shield himself.

Immediately, a Golden Bell Shield enveloped him.

"This is a High-Grade Defense Talisman Golden Bell Shield, should it withstand?"

Chen Ziang was anxious, complaining internally and regretting deeply.

He shouldn't have taken on Jiangg Kun's task, unexpectedly facing such a formidable challenge.

This might genuinely lead to a downfall.

Boom!

The Black Wind Saber struck the Golden Bell Shield, causing a violent shake but not breaking through.

Seeing this, Chen Ziang was about to breathe a sigh of relief.

A more intense blade aura attacked!

Boom!

Crack!

The sound of shattering reached Chen Ziang's ears, prompting him to look up only to find numerous cracks rapidly forming on the top of the shield, soon unable to hold.

!!!

What kind of monstrous force is this?!

Even a High-Grade Defense Talisman can't withstand it?

"Fellow Daoist Qin, listen to me! It's all Jiangg Kun's fault!"

"I was just working for him."

"The saying goes, every injustice has its perpetrator..."

Chen Ziang's voice trembled, nearly begging for mercy.

Seeing Qin Ming unmoved, he immediately fled.

Qin Ming sneered.

With such speed, does he think he can escape from me?

Swish! Swish! Swish!

With just a few agile leaps, Qin Ming's steps appeared ghostly, and he showed up right in front of Chen Ziang.

The Black Wind Saber in his hand slashed fiercely down!

Sensing trouble, Chen Ziang raised his golden Dharma Sword to block!

Clang!

Upon impact, Chen Ziang was driven into the ground below, the terrifying force shattering an arm.

Ugh!

He spat out a large mouthful of blood.

Without saying a word, Qin Ming again retrieved a black Spirit Seed and flicked it downwards.

"No... no... no..."

Chen Ziang was on the brink of death, desperately trying to beg for mercy, but in the blink of an eye, he was engulfed by black vines.

In three breaths.

The once prominent Inner Sect Disciple of the Spirit Feather Sect, a Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer Cultivator, was reduced to a dried corpse.

The black vines gradually vanished, leaving behind a Blood Pearl.

Raising his hand, Qin Ming collected the Blood Pearl, Golden Sword Spiritual Artifact, and Chen Ziang's storage pouch.

Then, he also collected the blood pearls and storage pouches of the other cultivators.

After completing everything,

He used the Fireball Technique to destroy the bodies.

The commotion here was considerable; surely Spirit Feather Sect's people would come soon.

Once Qin Ming confirmed nothing was left behind, he swiftly left the scene.

...

Half a stick of incense later.

A giant Dharma Ship from Spirit Feather Sect hovered over the earlier site.

On the ship, Steward Gue probed below with his Spiritual Sense, and unexpectedly, a look of unprecedented gravity appeared on his usually stern face!

"Who dares to commit murder near the Spirit Field!"

"Something's wrong!"

"Why is there residual mana from one of our sect's disciples?!"