Chapter 147 Subduing Demons

Dark clouds filled the sky above the majestic mountains, torrential rain poured down, and blood-red lightning flashed intermittently.

In the rain, Qin Ming was surrounded by green mist, remaining untouched by the rain. The essence of plants and trees combined with his Heavenly Light Force to form a giant palm print that illuminated the night sky, as if a giant spirit god had made a move to subdue demons and monsters in this place.

He unleashed a palm strike, causing a burst of verdant light that evaporated the torrential rain, accompanied by a deafening roar that overpowered even the thunder. The Fiery Lion, its ferocious flames raging, brought down a claw that seemed to carry the power of thunder and rain from heaven and earth, its crimson light engulfing the entire area.

The giant green hand collided with the red beast claw, like a thunder god encountering a lightning goddess. Green and red light shone in all directions, sweeping across the mountaintop. In the rainy night, on the pitch-black mountain, the intense collision unleashed a dazzling and awe-inspiring light, seemingly piercing the darkness.

A human boy with flowing hair, ethereal and otherworldly, used his pure white palm to block a giant beast whose entire body glowed with fiery red light!

On the mountain, a group of blood lions stared wide-eyed in disbelief. That was their king, whose enormous claws, bursting with unparalleled crimson light and flames, could not suppress a tall, slender boy.

The old donkey, who had been standing upright, lowered his rolled-up sleeves again, hesitant to step forward to help. In just one day, this young man had undergone a complete transformation, now capable of holding his own against the second-oldest!

“Roar!” The Fire-Scaled Lion roared, shaking the giant mountain and piercing through the rain, echoing across the vast plains. Many demons in the surrounding area showed expressions of astonishment, and some bird demons took to the night sky, all deeply shaken.

“Even the Lion King couldn’t subdue that human boy?!”

The Fire-Scaled Lion, with a body comparable to a giant elephant, glowed crimson, as if molten iron covered its entire body. It was engulfed in flames and constantly swung its giant claws. Qin Ming’s hair fluttered, and his entire body was enveloped in the essence of Yi Wood. He was confronting the old lion head-on, striking out with palm after palm, completely fearless.

They moved at breakneck speed across the mountain peaks, like two bolts of lightning intertwined.

The giant lion breathed flames, its crimson scales gleaming, exuding an unparalleled sense of oppression in the dark, rainy night. However, Qin Ming blocked all its attacks, displaying an otherworldly grace.

Moreover, his strength grew stronger and stronger, resonating with the vegetation of the entire mountain, bathed in the glow of the green clouds. His fists and palms smashed against the lion’s claws, sparks flying everywhere, and even a trace of blood seeped out!

It roared, its claws glowing, stirring up special energy fluctuations that transformed into a pair of large cleavers. These were weapons formed from the fusion of heavenly light and demonic energy, which shattered the wood essence in front of Qin Ming.

The Fire Lion’s forehead bone was crystal clear, containing a considerable amount of spiritual light.

It was on guard against that pure white slender sword. Having suffered a great loss once, its consciousness was incredibly sharp, and it wouldn’t allow itself to be ambushed again. With a clang, the essence of plants and trees gathered from all directions condensed into a jade-green longsword in Qin Ming’s palm.

It was crystal clear, as dazzling as a green sun. Qin Ming resonated with the plants and trees, wielding the Yi Wood Sword and slashing forward.

Amidst the clanging sounds, the Fire Lion’s two great swords were severed, dissipating into demonic energy and celestial light.

The Fire-Scaled Lion was struck by the Wood-Earth Sword, its scales shattered, leaving a gaping wound and a bloody mess. It was seriously injured.

Its body was engulfed in raging flames, and it slammed its claws forward, trying to clamp down on the emerald green Yi wood sword and break it. However, three of its claws were severed, and the flesh at the base of the claws was ripped open, bleeding profusely.

The Fire-Scaled Lion released the sword and quickly retreated.

Last time, Qin Ming was overwhelmed by it, and even its protective aura was difficult to break through. Its strongest attack only shattered a few of its scales.

After Qin Ming’s seventh rebirth, everything was different.

He wielded the Yi Wood Sword, carrying the essence of all the plants and trees on the mountain as he slashed down.

The Fire-Scaled Lion had nowhere to dodge. Crimson light surged from its body, and demonic energy and heavenly light boiled simultaneously as it met the attack head-on. With a boom, the Wood Sword dimmed and then dissipated.

The Fire Lion was in a terrible state; it was cleaved away, half of its body covered in blood, a large patch of scales burst open, flesh and blood were mangled, and the wounds were so deep that bone was visible.

It transformed into a blood lion!

Black Roc didn’t participate in the battle; instead, he watched indifferently, trying to figure out the human boy’s true strength through the Fire-Scaled Lion.

The Fire Lion’s face was ashen, as if the flames on its face were about to be extinguished. The human boy who had almost been killed by it a day ago was now turning around and hitting it!

The young man was approaching, surrounded by green mist, calm and composed, with a peaceful expression, like a banished immortal. This demeanor made it increasingly uncomfortable.

Without uttering a word, the Fire Lion took out a helmet made of mithril and put it on its enormous head.

It believes that its earlier performance was affected by being distracted and needing to guard against the White Sword, but now it is protecting its vitals!

Qin Ming smiled, for he could already smell a faint fragrance, confirming that the battered Fire Scale Lion possessed a “miracle”!

This made him incredibly hopeful that he could refine a “miracle drug” to strengthen his foundation, further break through his limits, and enhance his strength.

When the Fire-Scaled Lion saw him smile, it assumed he was mocking its helmet and flew into a rage, charging forward to attack.

Qin Ming stretched his body, relaxed and natural, and spread his five fingers to unleash the Dragon Claw Hand, a technique he obtained from Mount Luofu.

Of course, all of this was based on the qualitative change in his Heavenly Light Force, which now allowed him to tear through the Fire Scale Lion’s protective aura. Qin Ming clashed head-on with it, tearing through its crimson scales several times.

He then used his Golden Finger technique to sever several of the lion’s claws, leaving its forelimbs covered in blood.

The Fire-Scaled Lion looked down and found that its sharp claws were gone, leaving it bald. Then it flew out and was struck by the boy’s Wood Palm, causing its scales to shatter and its body to be stained with blood.

clang!

Its helmet dented from being struck three times, and its skull cracked.

In an instant, the Fire-Scaled Lion was severely injured, with four ribs broken and a fist-sized hole appearing in its abdomen. It coughed up large amounts of blood.

“Get out of the way!” the Black Roc King shouted. Both it and the Fire-Scaled Lion were enormous creatures and couldn’t fight side by side. It hovered in the air like a black sun, then pounced with lightning speed.

Qin Ming drew his sword, not daring to underestimate this black roc, knowing it was extremely powerful.

With a clang, he shattered the dark light surrounding his opponent’s body. It was a mixture of malevolent energy, celestial light, and demonic energy, which ordinary outer saints could not penetrate.

Qin Ming dodged its sharp claws, and slashed at its wing with his mutton-fat jade iron knife, already touching the feathers! The black roc rushed past, and more than a dozen black feathers fell down.

It stood in mid-air, its wings like human arms, constantly flapping and then coming together as if performing a special hand seal, before suddenly slashing downwards, shooting out streaks of dark light.

Qin Ming blocked with his mutton-fat jade iron knife, which produced a crisp metallic tremor.

He looked at the dark clouds that were about to press down on the mountaintop, and the increasingly dense lightning, and felt a sense of unease, wanting to try some kind of terrifying secret technique.

Qin Ming had considered experimenting with this technique in the Heavenly Light Pit of Mount Luofu, but ultimately gave up. Now, he is strong enough to be confident.

The jade iron knife in Qin Ming’s hand glowed, unleashing a burst of wind that seemed to stir up the remaining clouds, even altering the trajectory of the torrential rain. He probed further, using his domineering force as the core, and then employing the wind and thunder force to try and capture the lightning bolts striking near the mountain. Immediately afterward, he circulated the Wuji Sutra, causing the essence of the earth beneath his feet to rise and protect his entire body.

Next, Qin Ming activated the Yi Wood Scripture, resonating with the vegetation of the entire mountain. Green mist billowed up, engulfing him. He held nothing back, pointing his mutton-fat jade iron sword to the sky, unleashing a powerful force of wind and thunder, drawing in the nearby lightning.

With a deafening roar, lightning crackled across the mountain peak, creating a terrifying spectacle. He had truly summoned lightning with his wind and thunder force.

The black roc, which was spreading its wings, let out a miserable cry as it was struck by the aftershocks of the electric arc, causing its feathers to stand on end.

Qin Ming made another bold attempt, this time using his domineering force and wind and thunder force, which attracted a not-so-bright lightning bolt. Thunder roared across the sky, and the entire mountain trembled.

Qin Ming groaned and fell backward to the ground. Even though he had mastered the Wind and Thunder Force and protected himself with the essence of the earth and the essence of the Wood element, he was still hit. Controlling the wind and thunder was far more difficult than he had imagined.

Fortunately, he was only slightly grazed, and apart from a brief tingling sensation, there were no fatal injuries.

In theory, mastering the power of wind and thunder allows one to control electricity, including lightning in the rainy night. However, his level of skill is still too low to smoothly manipulate the lightning in nature.

He dared to use magic this time because he had studied the Overlord’s Legacy for a long time and had grasped some of its essence.

The reason why the Overlord began to rise after reaching the Spirit Field Realm was mainly because he used his unique Overlord Force as the core, combined with the Wind Force and other elements, and through his unique Spirit Field, he borrowed the power of the world to crush his opponents with overwhelming force.

Qin Ming has mastered the Overlord Force and also has insights into the Wind and Thunder Force. In this special weather, he used the Wuji Jing and Yimu Jing to change the mountain environment, construct a “false spiritual field” to protect himself, and attempted to attract lightning, which was barely feasible.

Black Roc roared and plummeted to the ground with a miserable cry.

Qin Ming was merely grazed by the lightning, but the creature was far more severely injured; one of its wings was pierced, leaving a horrible, bloody hole. Any other creature would have been reduced to ashes, utterly and irrevocably dead.

The Black Roc was stronger than the Fire-Scaled Lion because it had lived long enough and its cultivation was exceptionally profound. However, it was unexpected that it would be severely injured by the human boy’s lightning strike as soon as it arrived.

It landed on the ground, one wing bare, its feathers falling off in the wind to reveal a hot, red fleshy wing.

The old donkey was dumbfounded. Was this still its all-powerful elder brother? In a single exchange, he had been chopped down to nothing! The bird demons all over the mountain were shocked and terrified. Even their king was no match for him?

Black Peng stood in the torrential rain, letting the raindrops pound against his body.

Its left winged bird was glossy black, while its right side was completely bare, making it appear as if it had two sides. It was furious; this grotesque appearance was too shameful to bear!

Qin Ming lay down for a while before getting up, because the enraged Black Roc was already charging towards him, skimming along the ground!

He was relieved now; the big bird couldn’t escape because it couldn’t fly anymore. “Baldy, let’s see where you run this time!” Qin Ming said.

Upon hearing these words, Black Roc was taken aback. He glanced at his body, then let out a long, angry cry that shook the night sky, causing torrential rain to flow backwards.

Undoubtedly, Qin Ming’s words were extremely hurtful and insulting, causing the Black Roc King to feel as if he had been struck by lightning once again. The Black Roc stomped its claws on the ground and unleashed a powerful wing sweep across the youth in front of it with its intact black wings.

Qin Ming gripped the mutton-fat jade iron knife and clashed head-on with it. After the Heavenly Light Force underwent a qualitative change, he was able to break through the opponent’s protective light. With a clang, he slashed down, severing many feathers!

The black roc opened its mouth and spat out a beam of dark light, the energy radiating from it was terrifying, as if it were distorting space. Qin Ming moved his body sideways, and the dark light blasted a magnificent building to pieces.

The Black Roc’s “footwork” was astonishing. Even after arriving on the ground, it remained incredibly swift, moving like a black bolt of lightning. Its wings were like broadswords, and each strike shook mountains and caused the ground to collapse.

Lightning crackled and wind surged around Qin Ming’s body. He released the jade iron knife in his hand and used the wind and thunder force to control the knife, slashing around it.

“The Sword Control Technique!” The old donkey was shocked. It was good friends with the weasel and knew that Huang Yuan, the sword master, was researching how to control his sword and slash his opponents, but he had not made any progress.

This human boy has now mastered the Wind and Thunder Force to such an extent that he can control the sword. Although it only circles around his body and cannot go far away, it is enough to show that his understanding of the Wind and Thunder Sword Manual far surpasses that of Huang Yuan.

Qin Ming was indeed wielding his sword, controlling it with the Heavenly Light Force outside his body, constantly slashing at his opponent.

Amidst the flashing blades, the roc’s blood splattered everywhere, and large swaths of feathers fell off, especially the black roc’s bare, fleshy wing, which was riddled with wounds that revealed the bone.

The mutton-fat jade iron knife did not go far from Qin Ming, only within a foot or so, but it was very agile, flying up and down, carrying the force of wind and thunder, and constantly slashing at the black roc.

In the end, he couldn’t resist drawing lightning once again.

In the night sky, lightning struck the black roc, leaving a bloody hole in its back and causing the remaining half of its feathers to fall out.

It screamed in agony, running backwards, and suffered a severe blow from the Wind and Thunder Blade!

Qin Ming also lay down, using his own wind and thunder energy to simulate lightning, seemingly being struck simultaneously. He had already sensed that a powerful demon had secretly arrived!

Sure enough, Black Roc shouted, “Brothers, what are you waiting for? Why aren’t you making a move yet?”

Three figures emerged from the darkness: a large silver hedgehog, a strange bird that resembled a phoenix, and a human man!

Black Roc and Fire Lion knew very well that Qin Ming’s strength would definitely increase after obtaining and refining the Silver Heart. Since they couldn’t find him for the time being, they asked for help and waited for him to come to them so they could ambush him.

Black Roc spoke up: “Three brothers, he truly possesses a small sword forged from a rare metal, priceless beyond measure. Furthermore, after you kill him, I will honor my promise and offer you a portion of his extraordinary blood!”

Qin Ming stood up, his fighting spirit high. He might be able to obtain three portions of the miraculous medicine today!

(There’s more to come!)