Chapter 213 The Tale of the Kunling Gods

In the tea room, the friend smiled and said, “As expected of a celestial being, good news arrives so quickly. It seems you are at the height of your youthful vigor.”

Pu Heng smiled as he unfolded the letter, but his expression froze instantly.

Then, with a “pfft,” he spat out the tea in his mouth, because the information he saw was so different from what he had expected!

He was supposed to be a genius of his time, but his junior brother was defeated right away!

“What’s wrong?” asked Xu Chengdao, an elderly man with silver hair sitting opposite him.

“His path is cut off; he has been defeated by a demon!” Pu Heng’s eyes were icy cold, and pure Yang spiritual light overflowed from his body.

In an instant, many people in Kunling City felt their hearts pound.

Pu Heng sat there, enveloped by a crimson sun. Pure yang light shone through the walls of the tea room, illuminating the entire area, like a crimson sunset covering the land.

Xu Chengdao guessed that this lineage’s old problems had resurfaced, and Pu Heng wanted to intervene personally. He reminded him, “External forces cannot interfere with those paths!”

“I’ll go get the Demon-Revealing Mirror and wait for him to come out. That plateau is about to be destroyed. Under these circumstances, how dare a mere demon seed come out and cause trouble!” Pu Heng said in a deep voice.

His junior brother’s defeat was a minor matter; what mattered was the face of his master, Cao Qianqiu.

Deep in the plateau, a demonic wind swept across the sky, and the night fog surged, as an unfathomable ancient demon passed through, heading towards the secret realm.

In the mist, a massive, mountain-like black shadow could be vaguely seen. Along the way, all sorts of strange creatures trembled in fear upon seeing it and couldn’t help but lie prostrate on the ground.

A giant monster has set out, shaking the night sky!

In the secret realm, on the broken path, Li Qingxu was no longer the spirited young man he once was. Now, his chest felt constricted, and he couldn’t even break through the statue of the other party.

Upon learning the truth, he felt as if he had been stabbed in the back; the demon’s talent surpassed his own, and he had the potential to become the next demon god.

He has already challenged him to a duel and is waiting for his opponent to arrive at the second square!

Qin Ming was unaware of all this, proceeding at his own pace, pursuing two paths simultaneously, and reaping double the joy.

“An overview of the original light…” He found such a tattered book in a dilapidated building on the road and read it carefully.

Before he knew it, he was completely absorbed in it. In fact, these were ancient texts, but everything he saw was an imprint, so he was able to understand and study them.

This was not some extraordinary skill, much less a secret manual, but it captivated Qin Ming. It described the ancient research and utilization of celestial light.

It can be said that this traceable pattern allowed him to see a certain trajectory; the evolution of the Heavenly Light Force Technique from its crude to its refined form resembled the changes in history.

“I’ve gained a great deal!” Qin Ming exclaimed after reading it. The essence of the Heavenly Light Force Technique over thousands of years, and its development trajectory, were all contained in the incomplete book. He “swung back and forth” between the two paths, and on the path of demons and monsters, he discovered a book called “The Records of the Kunlun Gods,” which immediately piqued his interest.

The first chapter alone caused his expression to change slightly. In ancient times, this place was a habitat for god-like creatures, even more extraordinary than he had imagined.

Of course, it is not accurate to call them all gods; some are beings close to immortals.

“Kunling, a place that leads to the Jade Capital, is a place where gods appear and disappear, and immortals roam freely…”

Qin Ming did not treat it as an ordinary miscellaneous book. Since he had come across it on the road, he naturally wanted to read it carefully. It contained stories of gods, immortals, and other creatures within the Kunlun region.

“The ancient cicada splits open, and the new cicada emerges, flapping its wings and fleeing far away. Another kind of god, either perishes or is reborn.”

When Qin Ming read this passage, he pondered and felt that it touched on certain scriptures, such as the “Golden Cicada Scripture” and the “Divine Cicada Scripture” which is above it.

Could it be that the origins of certain extraordinary skills and higher-level secret manuals can be traced back to some god-like beings?

“What happened in Kunlun back then? A divine cicada once struggled to escape. It really makes one want to go back to that era and see for oneself.” Qin Ming read with great interest, learning about some ancient, god-like creatures.

Even the “Six Emperors” he mentioned when he fooled Cui Chongxuan doesn’t seem so unreliable after all. The book vaguely mentions “One Emperor,” who is a dead ancient god.

“The lifespan of gods is finite, and even the lifespan of near-immortals is finite. The art of altering fate seeks transformation to prolong life…” Qin Ming closed the book, walked into the distance, and set off again.

He began to ponder the true origins of certain martial arts techniques.

Qin Ming felt that these books broadened his horizons, allowing him to contemplate his future path from a higher perspective. Later, he encountered a bloody trial on his demonic journey.

A battle of equal scale unfolds within a vast palace, with demons constantly appearing.

These are all anomalies of the first realm, all very strong. Initially, the number of demons was limited, but it continued to increase, from one-on-one to one-on-many, and then he fought his way through the demon horde.

In an instant, Qin Ming’s eyes were practically turning into blades as he fought. He had now pushed the Dragon-Snake Force to its peak, crushing everything in its path and piercing through the demons.

After killing his way through, no more demons appeared in this area; they had all been wiped out by him.

After a brief silence, the Heavenly Demon Mirror gave a cold assessment: “Within the First Realm, one can be considered a supreme being for a lifetime!” Qin Ming asked, “Does this refer to this lifetime?”

The Heavenly Demon Mirror revealed: “In the early days of demons and monsters, when the laws were relatively crude.”

Then, it actually took the initiative to say a few more cold words, believing that if someone with his talent could not successfully restore the complete demon seed, it would be a sin against the heavens.

Is it valuing talent?

Qin Ming was certain that it was indeed a damaged treasure, rather dull and mechanical, which allowed him to get away with it.

Finally, he heard a prompt that he was about to step into the second node, where someone would challenge him at the same level, and it would be a real battle.

Qin Ming knew who was waiting for him, but he wasn’t intimidated at all. According to the rules here, there was no need to retreat in a duel. The sky above the secret realm trembled violently.

Everyone looked up in surprise and saw two roads stretching across the sky like divine rainbows.

Moreover, the two roads intersected and blocked each other’s way.

“It’s still a battle between demons and immortals, another showdown? But that immortal path is damaged and about to break, there’s no chance at all.”

The secret realm was in an uproar, with many people looking up at the sky.

“Is Li Qingxu dissatisfied? He wants one last battle. But I don’t think he has a good chance. Come to think of it, he always loses in crucial battles.”

Soon, people remembered that he had been severely injured by Li Qingyue during the competition for the near-immortal item, ultimately suffering a crushing defeat. “If he’s eliminated in the ‘Road to Immortality’ today, his title as an immortal seed will be somewhat undeserved!”

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In the sky, a demonic path stretched out, shrouded in rolling red mist and swirling purple aura, a truly magnificent sight. A robust figure stood upon it, imposing and awe-inspiring.

Another path, dilapidated and dim, teetering on the brink of collapse, where even the celestial mist had thinned, led a young man dressed in feathered robes, holding a bamboo staff, as he walked forward.

The two paths intersected, and they arrived at a node simultaneously, standing in a plaza. Within the secret realm, many people frantically rushed towards some mountains.

The two paths did not stretch across the sky; their height was limited. If they climbed to the mountain peak, they might be able to vaguely observe the battle.

A demon spoke up: “What dragon-tiger battle? Those people are overthinking it. My demon race’s genius will naturally sweep away that immortal, after all, that person is already a defeated opponent.”

Although many disciples in the secluded land disliked Cao Qianqiu’s lineage, they did not want Li Qingxu to suffer a crushing defeat, as it concerned the reputation of the Immortal Path.

In fact, many people know that it is highly unlikely that a celestial seed can turn the tide.

“This time, there’s a real chance a major ‘accident’ is going to happen. Li Qingxu might be knocked off the path to immortality.” “If Senior Cao Qianqiu finds out, will he be furious?”

“Are you out of your mind? Don’t talk about this!”

A small group of disciples who were dissatisfied with Li Qingxu discussed it privately.

In mid-air, a hazy mist rose from the plaza, eventually simulating a mountainous terrain to welcome the two, foreshadowing a fierce battle.

Qin Ming strode forward, his thick black hair now flowing freely, unruly and with an aggressive gaze. No matter how you looked at him, he was a demon in human form, brimming with wildness.

He looked at the familiar face opposite him, a slight smile playing on his lips. He was indeed quite impatient, for he had been waiting for this moment for a long time.

Putting aside past grievances, even from the perspective of immediate benefits, it is worth his effort, as it concerns the restoration of the fragmented demonic seed, its continued rebirth, and the practice of other extraordinary skills.

Li Qingxu looked at the person opposite him, and his heart sank. Although he loathed this demon, he could sense the other’s powerful confidence. But he had no choice; the road was blocked, so he had to go himself.

Li Qingxu launched a fierce attack first. A portion of his consciousness and spiritual light had already acquired the pure Yang attribute. Now, it transformed into a dazzling sword body and slashed forward, carrying the sound of wind and thunder, creating a huge commotion!

He himself was also teleporting, swinging the purple bamboo staff and blasting it at his opponent.

Qin Ming moved with lightning speed, meeting the attack barehanded. His right fist, clenched like a blazing sun suspended in the air, shattered the Pure Yang Sword with a deafening boom. His left hand, like a blade, struck the purplish bamboo stick, creating ripples of runes that numbed Li Qingxu’s arm and nearly sent the bamboo stick flying from his grasp.

This shocked him. They had only just exchanged blows, and he was already about to lose?

The opponent’s fist was as dazzling as the blazing sun, scorching his consciousness and causing waves of pain.

In an instant, Li Qingxu was covered from head to toe with runes, from his flesh and blood to his consciousness and spiritual light, as if he had been engraved with dense scriptures.

This was the method of spiritual cultivation he had comprehended on his path to immortality, aided by that special incense and the meditation cushion. Boom!

Qin Ming’s fist seemed to be burning, and it was as if a dazzling dragon was coiled around it. It was extremely powerful and fierce, and he was going all out. This was the strongest dragon force in the Dragon and Snake Scripture being unleashed.

At the same time, his left palm seemed to be wrapped around a large snake, covered with wisps of black mist, with dark light rising. This was the snake force with the yin and soft attributes of the Dragon Snake Scripture.

Now, the two forces, one yin and one yang, burst forth from the body, forming a black and white dragon and snake pattern in front, with an overwhelming force.

In the secret realm, many people were horrified to actually hear the roars of dragons!

The runes on Li Qingxu’s body resembled armor, clanging loudly, but they were constantly worn away by the black and white dragon and snake pattern, obliterating many of their patterns.

With a bang, in their first all-out confrontation, Li Qingxu was sent flying backward.

His face was ashen. After landing, he staggered back several steps, staring ahead at what kind of monster it was. He found it hard to believe.

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Many people clearly heard the celestial path in the sky crack open with a snap.

At this moment, all the immortal and divine beings on the other paths were alarmed and looked in this direction. Li Qingyue stared intently at the battlefield at that node.

Cui Chonghe, Su Shiyun, Zhao Yaoting, Leng Feiyue, and others all raised their heads to watch the battle.

Li Qingxu snorted coldly. From the depths of his flesh and blood, nine dazzling divine chains shot out, wrapped around his body, and spread towards his consciousness, exuding a dangerous aura.

Qin Ming sneered, his black hair flowing freely. Yin and Yang energies surged around him, and the black and white dragon and snake diagram expanded, enveloping him and spinning rapidly.

In his left and right hands, black and white light surged, transforming into a snake sword and a dragon blade respectively, their clanging sounds awe-inspiring.

(There’s more to come!)