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    The boy had a pair of large, fan-like hands, feet over a foot long, legs as thick as pillars, a waist as circumference as a bear, a neck like a wooden stake, a head as big as a basin, black hair as hard as steel needles, thick eyebrows, big eyes, a wide mouth, and a square nose.

    Qin Ming, wielding a large spear, had just sent one person flying when he saw a strikingly handsome young man emerge from the snow-white bamboo forest.

    “Alright, come help!” Actually, Qin Ming didn’t know if the boy was asking him a question, but replying wouldn’t cost him anything anyway, and he was already bloodthirsty. The golden-armored guards around him immediately became highly vigilant towards the boy, and even those next to him launched attacks on him first.

    The burly young man was no slouch; with a wave of his palm-leaf fan, one of the outer saints rushing towards him was blasted away, crashing into a large blue stone.

    “Everyone, don’t be so agitated. We all rely on physical mutations to increase our strength; we’re all on the same path. Why start fighting like this?” the young man advised. Then, with a slap of his large, fan-like hand, he sent another Outer Saint who was swinging a sword at him flying.

    “puff!”

    The outer saint, who had fallen into the pure white bamboo forest, coughed up blood, his face deathly pale. If it weren’t for the protective golden armor, he would have been blown to bits. “Are you all crazy? I told you not to be so impulsive, yet you still charged at me?!” the burly youth said indignantly.

    With a snap, his right foot swept out with lightning speed, breaking a spear that was thrust at him and sending the spearman flying twenty meters away.

    A large patch of snow-white bamboo was smashed to pieces. The expert wielding the broken spear coughed up blood, staining many of the pristine bamboo leaves red. His chest glowed, with mysterious patterns flowing through it. Clearly, his protective armor had worked; otherwise, he would have been gone, surely torn apart by an exceptionally powerful force of heavenly light.

    “The battle between the core disciples of the Fangwai sect has nothing to do with you. Can’t we be more amicable?” the young man expressed his dissatisfaction again.

    Then, with lightning speed, he leaned back, slamming the attacker so hard that the face was contorted, blood flowed from all seven orifices, and he fell into the white bamboo forest, unable to get up.

    Everyone’s gaze towards him changed. They shouted that he shouldn’t be irritable and should be gentle, but he struck with considerable force. Without special protective armor, anyone hit by him would be blown to pieces.

    “Brother, thanks for the help.” Qin Ming spoke up, secretly asking his name. “Xiang Yiwu,” the burly young man replied.

    Qin Ming had a deep impression of this person because of his very unusual appearance.

    Xiang Yiwu was large from head to toe, as wide as two people. He wasn’t fat, but rather excessively robust.

    The two had spoken in Luofu Immortal Town, where Qin Ming had asked him who the abandoned disciple of Buddha was, who the successor of the Jade Purity Force was, and whether any disciples of the Five Elements Palace were present. Xiang Yiwu shook his head at the time, indicating that he did not know.

    Qin Ming now strongly suspects that this person is either a disciple abandoned by Buddha or a successor of the Jade Purity Force!

    “Brother, I’m not actually a pushover; everything depends on fate,” Xiang Yiwu said, rubbing his hands together somewhat embarrassedly.

    The two of them now stood together, temporarily intimidating the group of golden-armored guards. Although they surrounded them at the edge of the bamboo forest, they did not launch an attack. In fact, the group retreated to a distance, not daring to get too close.

    Qin Ming naturally understood that no one would help someone for no reason after only meeting them once. He said, “Just tell me what you need.”

    Xiang Yiwu nodded and said, “Brother, you’re really straightforward, so I’ll be direct too. I saw you and Cui Chongxuan fight from afar, and I really admire and yearn for your special fighting techniques.”

    Qin Ming’s pupils contracted slightly; this burly young man’s appetite was far too great.

    “Don’t misunderstand, I don’t mean to kick someone when they’re down or take advantage of their misfortune.” Xiang Yiwu waved his hand and said, “I can exchange it with you for a cultivation technique of the same level. To be honest, I really need the Li Huo Jing.”

    Qin Ming was surprised. The burly young man was quite knowledgeable. Even though he had already integrated the Fire Force, this person could still recognize him.

    Seeing that he did not deny it, Xiang Yiwu became extremely excited and said, “You really have the Li Huo Jing? Don’t worry, I won’t let you suffer any losses.”

    Qin Ming asked, “You should have mastered the Tathagata Force or the Jade Purity Force, right? If you have such legendary techniques, why would you need the Fire Separation Scripture?”

    Xiang Yiwu frankly said: “I practice the Golden Cicada Skill. Currently, I need the assistance of the Fire Dao Miracle Skill. With the help of my seniors, I can deduce that at this stage, refining the Golden Cicada with fire is the best option. It allows the cicada to break out of its shell and be reborn, leaping into the sky. It also has the auspicious effect of being reborn from the ashes.”

    Qin Ming’s gaze towards him changed. This person’s cultivation technique was definitely not simple, and the other party had also said that he only needed the Li Huo Jing for now, and would definitely need to integrate other extraordinary techniques in the future. “Acquaintances call me Jin Chanzi,” Xiang Yiwu said with a smile.

    “Which core disciple are you helping?” Qin Ming asked him.

    “He was an elite disciple, but he deceived me. The Fire Path Scripture he gave me was very ordinary.” Xiang Yiwu said indignantly. “Then ignore him and cooperate with me, how about it?”

    Qin Ming is very worried about Li Qingyue, who is being besieged by the five core disciples.

    Moreover, judging from the way this group of people had intercepted him, they clearly intended to kill him and Li Qingyue completely. Xiang Yiwu nodded and said, “I have already sent that elite disciple away.”

    Qin Ming was taken aback and asked, “You killed him?”

    Xiang Yiwu shook his head and said, “I just knocked him out.”

    Qin Ming realized that this person likely had a significant background and practiced special techniques, so he should be quite strong in the second major realm. “Help me rescue someone, and I’ll give you the Fire Separation Scripture!”

    “You want me to provoke five core disciples? That’s too dangerous.” Xiang Yiwu refused.

    “Just tear open an opening and help her break through!” Qin Ming told him that he possessed more than one extraordinary skill.

    Xiang Yiwu said, “I only need the Li Huo Jing. Let me take a look. I’ll make a move if I have the chance, but don’t blame me if I don’t.” He quickly left and disappeared into the bamboo forest.

    Qin Ming suspected that the Golden Cicada Skill this person practiced might be a part of the Tathagata Force or the Jade Purity Force, and that he was now expanding upon the scriptures.

    The Jade Purity Force, the Sky-Supporting Force, and the Tathagata Force have never ceased to evolve; they have reportedly been continuously improved and enhanced. Therefore, the contents of the true transmission on that single sheet of paper are not static. “If Xiang Yiwu is truly a successor of this ancient tradition, he should not be afraid of outsiders in the first two major realms.”

    Qin Ming’s own situation was somewhat precarious; the group of golden-armored guards were closing in from a distance, beginning to tighten their encirclement. “Why bother with this? Let’s sit down and talk.”

    Soon, Qin Ming fell silent. He lacked intimidation, and those surrounding him, seeing his inability to project light, wanted to capture him. Most importantly, there were organizers among them, and a few were suicide squads. He had to eliminate this small group to resolve the crisis. “Since some people want to die, then I’ll grant your wish!” Qin Ming roared in anger.

    The battle has broken out again!

    At this moment, the outside world was buzzing with discussion that Li Qingyue might obtain something close to immortality. Evening news reports were commenting on it, praising her, and even creating hype around it.

    Meng Xinghai’s heart sank. He knew the intricacies of the situation; the more hyped it was, the more likely something bad would happen. Li Qingyue might be “taken care of.” “Someone wants to get rid of Qingyue and make some money off the betting?”

    Earlier, Meng Xinghai was still basking in the glow of Qin Ming’s achievements, as if drinking fine wine, but now he felt that the two of them might be in danger.

    Qin Ming was injured. As expected, there were experts among the golden-armored guards of the five core disciples. The radiance emanating from them was astonishing, like flames burning or the sun shining brightly. He was shaken so badly that his blood and qi surged, and blood gushed from his mouth. His opponent was suppressing him with a higher level of cultivation.

    “Tan Yu!” Qin Ming recognized the man.

    Back in Luofu Immortal Town, people had been talking about this person. He came from Luoyue City and was rumored to have fused more than ten kinds of Heavenly Light Force during his freshman stage. “The Outer Saints that people talk about are indeed very dangerous!” Qin Ming wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.

    Right now, it’s not just Tan Yu making a move; others are also attacking, and Qin Ming’s large spear has been shaken to the ground.

    Tan Yu felt this was absurd. He was stronger than an ordinary Outer Saint and wanted to crush a newcomer with his higher realm, but his palm was pierced and bled.

    Qin Ming took a deep breath, neither picking up the large spear from the ground nor drawing his sword. The various Heavenly Light Force techniques he had learned surfaced in his mind. He was proficient in swords, spears, arrows, hammers, and lances, but he was actually more skilled in the Heavenly Light Force techniques; his fighting skills were no less than those of the person who left behind the secret manual.

    Qin Ming propelled the wind, his feet seemingly not touching the ground, sweeping across the grass blades and striking Tan Li horizontally.

    In the instant he was close, his movements shifted from light as the wind to thunderous, striking his opponent with the force of a hammer, causing a terrifying roar of wind and thunder to echo through the bamboo forest. Tan Li sneered; he intended to suppress his opponent with his superior skill, a testament to the saying that brute force can overcome any technique.

    In addition, another expert, no less skilled than him, followed up, and others also made their moves at the same time, trying to get rid of this strange newcomer as soon as possible.

    Qin Ming instantly changed his trajectory, grazing past Tan Yu’s fist, which resembled a small sun. He used his palm to apply a spiraling force, touching Tan Yu’s arm and suddenly pulling him, causing his opponent to stumble.

    Of course, Qin Ming himself wasn’t having an easy time either, because the opponent’s protective aura was too intense, and he was constantly being impacted when he broke through. With a bang, as Tan Yu staggered, Qin Ming delivered a high sweeping kick, using whip-like force, and smashed it into the opponent’s head.

    Tan Yu dodged the head to the side, but his shoulder felt as if it had been struck by an iron whip, making him even more unsteady on his feet.

    As the others attacked, wisps of golden threads appeared on Qin Ming’s body—the Golden Silkworm Energy was circulating—allowing him to withstand the blows of the four men while he continued his relentless attack on Tan Yu. Of course, he avoided the terrifying palm strike from the man of similar strength to Tan Yu; this man possessed surging heavenly light and was a dangerous individual.

    Qin Ming’s binding and sticky force never left Tan Li, making him feel extremely uncomfortable, as if he were trapped in a quagmire, unable to exert his immense strength effectively. After a moment, Tan Yu groaned as a large piece of flesh was torn off his palm by the sticky force.

    Moreover, his face shield was inexplicably ripped off, and with a loud bang, he was punched in the face. Sunlight streamed in, leaving half of his face a bloody mess.

    Qin Ming’s face was deathly pale, and his hands were dripping blood. He was surrounded and focused his attacks on Tan Yu, so it was impossible for him to escape unscathed. Parts of his golden armor were broken because the protective runes had been activated once; this was definitely a life-or-death battle.

    Half an hour later, Qin Ming drew his sword, the mutton-fat jade iron blade piercing Tan Yu’s armor. Because Tan Yu’s protective runes had also been activated and were now dimming, Qin Ming was horrified, but powerless to struggle. His heart was pierced, and he died instantly.

    Qin Ming swayed as he turned around. After such a long period of clashes, many of the opponents’ armors had already activated those runes, and they had all been extinguished. He roared and charged forward.

    In the end, the expert whose strength was similar to Tan Yu’s was beheaded by him. With the two strongest people killed one after another, the place lost its true organizer and suicide squad. The others turned around and fled, no longer fighting to the death for him.

    Qin Ming, his eyes bloodshot with rage, dragged his exhausted and wounded body on the hunt, each strike drawing blood as he killed those who had attacked him. Only when the area fell completely silent, with the dead and the fleeing dead, did Qin Ming gasp for breath before collapsing to the ground.

    His armor was shattered, and he was covered in blood. If someone were to deliver a fatal blow, he would surely die. The golden armor worn by the dead had also had its runes activated.

    “Brother, run!” Not long after, Xiang Yiwu came running over, saying, “They’ve gone berserk! Some of the core disciples are almost dead!” “Where’s Li Qingyue?” Qin Ming asked.

    Xiang Yiwu quickly said, “She was seriously injured and almost sent two core disciples away using a secret technique, which made those people very wary.” “I’m asking you where she is, how she is, and whether you intervened?” Qin Ming asked urgently.

    “I didn’t even have time to get involved before they went berserk, all using forbidden techniques. The six clusters of colorful light merged together, a mutual destruction between spiritual light and consciousness. If my physical body had entered, I would have been annihilated by the spiritual light of all six of them,” Xiang Yiwu said with shame.

    He quickly added, “Don’t worry, Li Qingyue escaped and actually managed to break through the encirclement. The remaining few were very wary of her, and since they thought she was too badly injured to compete for the near-immortal item, they didn’t give chase.”

    Qin Ming immediately got up and chased after him in the direction he had indicated.

    He also guessed that Li Qingyue might have fled to that place teeming with life, where she had mentioned earlier that her ancestor had made some arrangements a thousand years ago. Sure enough, Qin Ming found traces of Li Qingyue’s blood in the place teeming with life, and he softly called her name there.

    “I’m here.” Li Qingyue was very weak, but her powerful senses allowed her to spot Qin Ming, who had been searching for her. “Qingyue, how are you?” Qin Ming rushed over and supported her arm.

    “It’s terrible. If another core disciple appears, we’ll all die,” Li Qingyue said, extremely weak, leaning against a large tree. Her silver armor was already shattered, and her body was covered in blood.

    “You abandoned disciple of Buddha, stay away from here and come back in half a day.” Li Qingyue looked at Xiang Yiwu in the distance. “Don’t misunderstand, I’ll leave immediately. I’ll come back to exchange this extraordinary skill with Brother Li in half a day.” Xiang Yiwu resolutely left.

    Li Qingyue’s face was pale, giving her a sickly and delicate beauty. She secretly transmitted her voice: “Search carefully in this area. There may be a special ‘Mountain and River Spirit Nest’ that my ancestor discovered and set up. If it is still there, it can help us heal our injuries and even advance us further.”

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