Chapter 145 From the Abyss to the Clouds

The Black Roc, its entire body seemingly cast from black gold, stood atop a great mountain, overlooking the plains under the night sky. It was healing its wounds, radiating astonishing energy fluctuations.

“Third brother, you’re really ruthless, directly luring a demon into the territory?!” Black Roc was dissatisfied. Fortunately, it recovered quickly enough to protect itself, otherwise it might have faced a powerful outsider.

Old Donkey quickly explained, “Brother, I’m scared. He’s refining Fourth Brother’s silver blood, and he’ll definitely advance further.”

The Fire Lion, even more majestic than an elephant, with its crimson scales glowing, was also healing its wounds. Its entire body was covered in flames, and it occasionally let out a deep roar.

If it were another outer saint whose forehead bone had been pierced, they would definitely be dead. Although it was in great pain and went mad for a time, it gradually recovered, and the blood hole in its forehead bone was slowly healing.

A small amount of strange true blood glows within its body, and its lineage can be traced back to a top-tier species deep within the Night Fog World—the Fire Qilin.

Black Roc spoke up: “Since you have already summoned a demon, then issue a kill order in my name, and invite more comrades to surround and kill him. Do not let him leave the Divine Devastation Plain!”

“Okay!” the old donkey nodded immediately.

Under the cover of night, on the Plains of Divine Desolation, roars of beasts rose and fell, and a large number of birds of prey spread their wings, cutting through the thick night fog and circling above the dense forest.

After the kill order was issued, the territory ruled by the four old demons was filled with chaos, with powerful monsters everywhere, including a small group of humans.

The silvery glow surrounding Qin Ming was completely absorbed by him, and the rich medicinal fragrance entered his body. His seventh rebirth had begun!

He felt it clearly: his wounds were scabbing, his broken bones were healing, his whole body was burning hot, his flesh and blood were being purified, he was surrounded by auspicious clouds, and his energy and spirit were becoming more and more vigorous.

Within his internal organs, clouds and mist rose and swirled, a vibrant life force was emerging, like the arrival of early spring, when all things flourished.

His broken bones are reconnecting and growing at an extremely fast pace. At this rate, the bones will be fully healed before he has even finished regenerating.

Without the fragrance emanating from the silver heart, Qin Ming’s situation was much better than before. He activated the Harmony with Light and Dust technique, blending into the dense forest under the night sky. He had been standing quietly for a quarter of an hour.

But the tranquility was eventually broken; there were too many demons and monsters in this place, and soon some creatures discovered him.

This is a sheep, as black as ink, standing a full ten meters tall. Its physique is even stronger than that of the Fire-Scaled Lion. Its two horns look rough and not sharp at all.

However, Qin Ming keenly sensed the danger.

Sure enough, this black sheep was quite special. It didn’t unleash any demonic energy; it relied solely on its physical strength, and with overwhelming force, it rushed over and smashed down all sorts of large trees.

Qin Ming suspected that this black sheep had practiced Iron Shirt Technique; its body was covered in a layer of black light, making it indestructible and extremely ferocious.

He was in the process of regeneration, his bones had just been joined together, and he didn’t want to fight any powerful creatures, fearing that the broken bones would dislocate again, so he turned around and left.

Boom!

The black sheep shattered the boulders blocking its path on the plain with a single kick, and wherever its rough horns passed, ancient trees crumbled in patches, as if it wanted to tear the sky apart.

“I am Yang Dingtian, and I have come to collect the Silver Heart you possess. Hand it over and I will let you go,” it said. “I ate it!” Qin Ming replied.

Yang Dingtian pursued him, saying, “Refining you will have the same effect; the medicine will still be effective for a short time.”

With a splash, Qin Ming leaped into a large river, but after swimming only a few miles, he was forced up by a large fish more than ten meters long in the water.

Not long after, a mountain ape appeared. It was also a giant, standing at a height of fifteen meters. Not to mention its Heavenly Light Force, its innate divine strength alone was something that ordinary Outer Saints could not deal with.

Qin Ming remembered this mountain ape!

He was being chased by a mountain ape, whose enormous foot kept stomping down, almost grazing Qin Ming’s body several times.

The ground cracked and trees broke. The mountain ape, wielding a bone knife forged from the ribs of a giant beast, brought it down, causing the earth to tremble.

Qin Ming didn’t want to fight; he wanted to ensure his broken bones healed properly. In the end, he jumped into a large lake.

Soon, he bared his teeth and rushed to the other side of the lake. There were a large number of electric eels in the lake, but thankfully they weren’t too powerful. Qin Ming spent the entire day on the run.

In the dead of night, he quieted down, enduring the fishy smell, and hid in the mouth of a giant crocodile. He never imagined that he would be reduced to such a miserable state just to survive.

He was being chased by various enormous creatures, and hid in the swamp, smearing mud on his body in an attempt to lie dormant, only to encounter a crocodile of the Outer Saint level.

This time, he could no longer tolerate it and charged into the giant crocodile’s mouth. He used the Heavenly Light Force to unleash its power from within, shattering its life force, but without any external injury.

Qin Ming finally relaxed completely as he lay in the crocodile’s mouth.

“The Six Imperial Ancestral Court’s assessment of its core disciples…” he murmured to himself.

This time, the elder divided the venues according to their strength.

In his new realm, he eventually encountered terrifying ancient demons such as Black Roc, Fire Scale Lion, and Sheep Top Heaven, whose strength far surpassed that of ordinary Outer Saints.

If he were to step into the realm of Outer Saints, would he be assigned to an area with spirit field-level beings in charge of this assessment, and would he encounter creatures of the third realm?

That night, Qin Ming slept soundly, and his body underwent an astonishing change.

On his body, gold needles were used to stitch and mend, and silver paste, like a great medicine, was applied all over his body.

All of Qin Ming’s injured parts, including the broken bones, made slight sounds. After being “stitched up” and nourished by powerful medicine, they healed quickly.

The next day, he woke up early and felt energetic and in better condition than ever before!

Aside from the extremely harsh environment of the crocodile mouth, he had nothing to complain about. All his injuries had healed, his strength had increased, his five senses were sharpened, his Heavenly Light Force was more intense, and his consciousness, spiritual light, and divine wisdom had accumulated even more.

“If this continues, my seventh rebirth will be over in about half a day!” Qin Ming was now very confident. He had finally recovered from his broken bones and it wouldn’t affect his ability to fight!

He emerged from the giant crocodile’s mouth and washed himself many times in the clear pool. In fact, with the protection of the heavenly light, he did not pick up any fishy or foul smell.

Qin Ming grilled an electric eel, ate some wild fruit, and his eyes flashed with cold light. He was already considering revenge; yesterday had been too miserable.

Thinking of those old demons, he suspected that the Fire-Scaled Lion possessed special “rare blood” that could further strengthen its foundation.

As the night passed, the demons’ enthusiasm for hunting him waned, because they felt he had fully absorbed the medicinal properties of the silver blood and was no longer of any use to them.

At noon, when the night was at its lightest, a thick fog blanketed the Divine Desolation Plain. Qin Ming was in high spirits; his seventh rebirth was now complete.

He instinctively realized that his foundation had once again slightly exceeded its limit!

However, even though he obtained two kinds of “rare blood” one after another, which increased his foundation, it was not as exaggerated as imagined; it only slightly broke the upper limit.

“It seems that having the strength of 1,500 jin in both arms at the time of birth is a foundation that is difficult to overcome.” This is because it seems that none of the patriarchs of all generations have reached that level.

After Qin Ming’s body underwent seven rebirths, it surpassed the upper limit of 10,500 jin, but was still less than 11,000 jin. Of course, this was just his intuition, a rough estimate.

“To break through the limits and strengthen the foundation, we need to find the extraordinary bloodline again!”

Qin Ming discovered that the Godslayer Plains seemed somewhat special; creatures with special bloodlines were not uncommon. At least three creatures had already been discovered!

Besides his physical attributes increasing dramatically and his strength surging, the strange light within his flesh and blood also became more intense, and a golden glow appeared beside him, resembling the sun shattered and mixed with light and mist.

This is an ability he gained during his seventh rebirth!

Qin Ming took a deep breath to calm himself down. His strength had not yet been fully improved; to be precise, the real qualitative change had only just begun!

He glanced at the vast plain covered with trees and said, “What a wonderful place! Perfect for practicing the Yi Wood Scripture!”

He sat cross-legged on the ground and began to practice the technique. Immediately, a refreshing aura flowed through the area, the grass and trees rustled, and a faint greenness flowed over him.

Qin Ming had already mastered the Yi Wood Force, and now he was taking “Fallen Fruit” to enhance this force.

The intense, otherworldly light emanating from the falling fruit almost liquefied, landing brilliantly in his mouth and violently churning within his body—a force most people couldn’t withstand, causing their flesh to ripen.

But Qin Ming could withstand it. As he ate one fallen fruit after another, his Yi Wood Strength continued to increase. In the end, his whole body was covered in green light.

In particular, the forest resonated with him and provided him with vitality. This was indeed a miraculous skill, which could prolong life and elevate the essence of life!

Enveloped in verdant mist and shimmering light, a rich vitality converged upon Qin Ming, and the entire forest rustled as if conversing and communicating with him.

In the end, Qin Ming’s skin became as white as jade, and his hair was emerald green, each strand glistening, as if he had transformed into a mountain spirit. With the help of the fallen fruit and in harmony with the forest, he had cultivated the Yi Wood Technique to a considerable level, reaching the limit of his current body.

“The Yi Wood Scripture is not only good for health, but also very powerful!” Qin Ming’s palm emitted a green light, and he gently slapped the earth. With a loud bang, the ground was shattered, and the power penetrated deep underground.

With a gentle flick of his wrist, a surge of green light flowed, brushing against a nearby boulder and pulverizing it. When he ceased circulating the Yi Wood Scripture, his hair returned to its jet-black color.

Next, he began to practice the Wind and Thunder Force, a technique he obtained from the Wind and Thunder Saber Manual from the weasel. He valued it highly and always wanted to master the power of lightning.

Although it wasn’t pure thunder, as it was accompanied by wind, Qin Ming was already very satisfied.

This Wind and Thunder Blade is suspected to be a supreme martial art of a major sect. Its power is equally amazing. Qin Ming was wrapped in lightning and accompanied by the force of the wind. He gently swung his fist, and the sound of wind and thunder rolled loudly!

Most importantly, it is very powerful!

Subsequently, he incorporated electric energy, which originated from the Five Elements Palace. Although it was not a profound lightning technique, it was still quite remarkable.

Next, Qin Ming went to improve his skills one by one: Heavenly Light Force, Lesser Yang Force, Wind and Fire Force, Intercepting Gold Force, Dragon Claw Force, Bright Light Force, and Jade Flower Force.

He mastered the art of silk calligraphy, integrating everything into a unified whole!

Yesterday, he survived a near-death experience, hunted by all sorts of demons and monsters, as if he had fallen into an abyss. Now, after his seventh rebirth, having integrated various powerful techniques, he has returned to the clouds once more.

Qin Ming integrated nine different energy techniques at once—this was unprecedented!

Most of them were obtained by him when he went to help Li Qingyue retrieve items that were close to immortality, at Mount Luofu.

Actually, he still had three types of Heavenly Light Force that he hadn’t upgraded or integrated, mainly because he had eaten all the fallen fruit.

Meng Xinghai prepared many bags of fallen fruit for him, but they were all used up, mainly because the techniques used this time were very strong and consumed a lot of energy.

Moreover, Qin Ming really couldn’t eat any more of the fallen fruit now. For the first time, he felt that he had a limit. He was “full” for the time being, and if he ate any more, he felt that he would explode on the spot.

Now, he has integrated the four great skills, totaling twenty-seven kinds of Heavenly Light Force!

When Qin Ming stood up, the unified Heavenly Light Force burst forth from his body, clearly undergoing a qualitative change and becoming much stronger than before!

The dazzling light made him feel as if he were bathed in heavenly light from another world, wearing a layer of sacred armor, like a young god emerging from the splendid sun, his every move exuding transcendence, while also possessing a powerful aura.

“It’s time to set off!” Qin Ming set off, carrying his mutton-fat jade iron knife, walking alone on the God’s Grief Plain.

(There’s more to come!)