Chapter 218 Memorable Scenes

The moment Cao Qianqiu’s murderous intent arose in his heart, his head split open.

Qin Ming was dazzling from head to toe, his divine light burning fiercely. Facing the old madman, he gave him the highest “courtesy” and went on a killing spree.

“Strangle me with one hand? Old Cao, have you not eaten? You’re too weak!” At this point, Qin Ming no longer cared that this was an unparalleled villain on the path to immortality. Since there was no way to resolve things peacefully, he would just swing a sledgehammer and show all sorts of “disrespect”.

Despite his broken head, Cao Qianqiu moved swiftly, shifting positions like a phantom.

However, the ferocious youth, wielding a large hammer, followed him in teleportation, his speed no slower than his. With a thud, another hammer slammed into him.

Cao Qianqiu’s chest caved in, and a large, hammer-shaped protrusion appeared on his back, which flew horizontally into the air.

Behind him, the boy he “couldn’t let live” was muscular, with long black hair and sharp eyes. He caught up again and slammed the Dragon-Snake Hammer into him.

With a bang, Cao Qianqiu’s chest exploded, shattering half of his body in the process.

His eyes shone like divine lamps, illuminating terrifying runes that intertwined into beams of light, striking back at the boy’s face.

Qin Ming struck with his left hand, carrying a blazing light like the sun, as if colliding with a celestial sword, making a clanging sound, and then shattering the beam of light.

He brought his right hammer down again, with one word: reckless!

This time, Cao Qianqiu groaned, his head not only cracked open but also partially shattered, and part of his pure Yang consciousness and spiritual light were completely worn away.

After being thrown backward, he adjusted his state, intending to evolve an advanced technique in the first realm to kill the boy.

However, the boy seemed to stick to him, following him like a shadow, as if they were tied together, chasing him to fight him in close combat, and constantly bombarding him.

Cao Qianqiu’s head was the first to be ruptured, followed by his chest, then his limbs, and so on. If he were made of flesh and blood, he would have been badly injured long ago.

He is now a pure Yang spirit body. Although some of his spiritual radiance has been diminished, he can still regenerate, which is his greatest asset at present.

He was stuck with this boy and repeatedly beaten up. He couldn’t save face. He had dominated the world of night fog and swept away all his opponents. He had never been so embarrassed.

Behind him, Li Qingxu was dumbfounded; the so-called ethereal aura had vanished. He was utterly shocked, his mouth agape, completely stunned.

His master, whom he considered an invincible legend, was now being chased and beaten time and time again, even his pure yang spirit body was broken.

Xiang Yiwu, Cui Chonghe, Su Shiyun, and the others stared wide-eyed, having already guessed that it was Cao Qianqiu, but they never expected him to be in such a sorry state.

He was beaten from east to west by that demonic youth, from head to toe, his body flying and breaking apart—what an astonishing scene! Cao Qianqiu’s auspicious clouds surged forth, bursting forth with boundless rain of light, finally repelling the youth and creating a sufficient distance between them.

His eyes were icy cold. If word got out that he was being chased and beaten, all the old guys on the streets would surely laugh at him.

For so many years, he stood atop the clouds, overlooking the misty world, and many rivals had been waiting to see him fall from his pedestal. The old guard couldn’t do anything to him, but now a young man had unexpectedly created this “famous scene”!

Qin Ming also stopped temporarily. This old guy possessed pure Yang attributes, not his true form, making him extremely difficult to kill.

Cao Qianqiu’s sleeves fluttered, his silver hair danced in the air, and killing intent rose from his heart once more. His divine sense was so sharp that he naturally saw through the boy’s true nature.

He was certain that if this young man on the path to rebirth did not die, he might very well surpass those patriarch-level figures!

Because, right now, this young man is already stronger than the legendary Three Powers Masters, Heaven Shakers, and Golden Body Nirvana Masters in the First Realm.

Cao Qianqiu’s silver hair flew backward, and his Chunyang robes fluttered in the wind. He moved his hands, and endless runes, like glowing butterflies fluttering their wings, rushed together and instantly formed a bell shape.

This technique is difficult to perform in the first realm; at least, none of his disciples could do it.

Even he himself had to keep his distance and concentrate in order to reveal that this was the Soul-Stabilizing Bell, one of his trump cards, made of tens of thousands of runes, which could fix the opponent’s soul. The next step was naturally to kill with the bell’s waves.

A resounding bell chime froze the souls of many on the mountain peaks in horror. Qin Ming’s expression was solemn; he protected himself with unparalleled Heavenly Light Force, his entire body enveloped within it.

Auspicious clouds shot forth, celestial light surged, and the great bell seemed to break free from the shackles of time and space, suddenly flying in and enveloping Qin Ming with a loud boom.

Old Cao’s methods are extraordinary; this bell-shaped body ignores distance, making it impossible to defend against or avoid.

The bell body was filled with celestial mist, and tens of thousands of runes shone, sealing the mouth of the bell.

Then, Cao Qianqiu suddenly slapped his palm, and the bell roared and began to vibrate violently. The various symbols on the bell were densely packed, like a flowing galaxy, as if they wanted to strangle the boy inside.

At this moment, even many people in the secret realm were wondering, who exactly is this? He is far stronger than Li Qingxu from before.

Qin Ming was indeed shocked; he admitted that Cao Qianqiu was ridiculously strong.

For so many years, no one has been able to do anything to the old madman. His domineering and forceful nature has indeed given him unfathomable strength. A casual strike is a sect-defining technique.

However, Qin Ming ultimately held on, swinging his Dragon-Snake Hammer repeatedly, smashing it against the bell wall. This not only disrupted the rhythm of the bell’s waves, dimming all the runes, but also deformed the bell itself.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The bell tolled deafeningly, and many people in the secret realm painfully shut off their five senses, finding it difficult to withstand the sonic impact of the Soul-Stabilizing Bell.

Qin Ming didn’t know how many times he swung the hammer, causing the bell wall to twist and deform, its shape no longer regular.

Cao Qianqiu’s expression changed. He had never met such a young man before. Did he really intend to surpass him in the same field?

His hands moved continuously, leaving dense runes that landed on the Soul-Stabilizing Bell.

However, the boy inside swung his hammer even faster, and fine cracks appeared on the bell. Before the newly added runes could be repaired, new cracks burst out.

With a crack, a section of the bell showed obvious signs of breaking, like a spider web, before it exploded with a loud bang, tearing the mountain apart.

Bathed in the light of runes, Qin Ming’s entire body surged with heavenly energy and murderous intent as he launched an attack towards Old Cao.

With a thud, Cao Qianqiu was sent flying and cracked again, his body completely shattered once more.

This time he was decisive, not hesitating to consume his pure Yang consciousness and spiritual light, burning it and unleashing a rain of light to create distance again, not giving his opponent a chance to get close easily.

At the same time, his hands clenched loosely, and fine golden patterns flowed from between his fingers, weaving into a rope in mid-air.

It was like a golden python, swimming in the void at an alarming speed, seemingly ignoring distance, and arrived in front of Qin Ming in the blink of an eye.

Qin Ming swung the sledgehammer and smashed it away.

However, the golden rope runes swirled around him, like a python transforming into a dragon, and changed direction again, as if piercing through the void, appearing in front of him in the blink of an eye, ready to bind him.

“That’s Cao Qianqiu’s ultimate technique. It once killed one of the strongest experts in my demon race. Once bound by the golden rope, one will be strangled into several pieces!”

Upon witnessing this scene, some of the demons watching the battle were immediately alarmed and worried about their own kind of demons.

Those on the path to immortality naturally know better that this is one of the most skilled killing techniques of Elder Cao.

“Li Qingxu can’t use this skill at this stage, can he?!” someone said.

Qin Ming frowned. He swung the Dragon-Snake Hammer repeatedly, but only managed to temporarily repel the runic golden rope.

With a whoosh, the hammer in his hand disappeared. Facing the flexible rope made of runes, a direct confrontation wouldn’t be very effective.

The next moment, black and white light surged in his hands.

Qin Ming used the unified Heavenly Light Force to circulate the original version of the “Dragon and Snake Scripture” of the demon race, which was not only incredibly powerful, but also carried a surge of demonic energy.

Anyone who saw him would think he was a young demon.

In the blinding light, the power emanating from his hands became incredibly terrifying, and the void itself seemed to buzz and rumble.

In the end, his hands seemed to unleash two figures, one black and one white, rising up like dragons and snakes. This was a technique that could only be used in the second realm, but he was now displaying it.

The roars of dragons and the cries of serpents echoed throughout this land.

The black and white dragon and snake intertwined, resembling a pair of scissors, carrying endless demonic energy. Based on the unified Heavenly Light Force, they clashed with the rune rope.

With a snapping sound, the golden rope was cut off in sections as it extended, breaking repeatedly during the clash between the dragon and the snake, until it shattered completely.

“That’s the legendary ultimate technique of my demon race—the Dragon-Snake Scissors. Few can master it. Unless one rivals those with the Three Powers of the Heavenly Guardian or the Heaven-Shaking One, there’s no chance. Truly worthy of being a demon!”

Some demons were shocked, realizing that some of these wondrous techniques couldn’t be mastered simply by reading the scriptures; they required exceptional talent.

The immortal seeds and divine bells on each road were also astonished.

Qin Ming, carrying the Dragon-Snake Scissors, rushed over at lightning speed. In the first realm, he could not unleash the Heavenly Light Force from a distance and could only fight at close range. With a whoosh, he cut Cao Qianqiu’s body open the instant he got close, and spiritual light splattered like blood.

Then, he struck the old madman with his hammer again, shattering him and sending him flying.

Cao Qianqiu naturally understood that this young man clearly had other methods, but he always used a sledgehammer to hit him, which was intentional.

“How dare you insult me?!” Old Cao shouted in genuine rage.

In an instant, he raised his hands towards the sky, his entire body blurring as pure yang spiritual light surged forth from his body, transforming into a massive, blood-red sun, which he lifted up with his hands.

Dense array of runes bloomed in the blazing sun; this was his pure Yang essence, which he was using with all his might to try and kill the youth.

He himself became weak and listless, because most of his spiritual radiance had been drained away.

Qin Ming sensed danger. The old madman’s blazing sun was equivalent to the condensation of his entire cultivation essence, which he was about to unleash.

He took a deep breath, and the silk calligraphy circulated, gathering the Heavenly Light Force in his right hand. The light boiled and shone outside his body, transforming into the God-Slaying Whip.

He was imitating the unique skill of Ling Yu’s sect. He couldn’t unleash all of his Heavenly Light Energy because it was rooted in his flesh and blood, but he could activate most of it.

His Tian Guang Jin (a type of energy product) is of extremely high quality!

Now, he continued to condense, and a weapon emerged in his right hand, like a god-slaying whip or a measuring ruler, more dazzling than the blazing sun.

At the same time, due to the concealment of the Dragon and Snake Sutra, he was also accompanied by a strong demonic aura.

Everyone knew that this was the final battle between the two, and both had used their trump cards.

Cao Qianqiu hurled a sun made of red runes at the ridiculously powerful youth.

Qin Ming remained expressionless, holding a weapon as bright as the blazing sun—a staff, a whip, and a ruler, embodying seventy percent of the radiance emanating from him.

boom!

He held his weapon and struck the blood-red sun, unleashing an incredibly dazzling light. This was a great showdown between the Heavenly Light Force and the Pure Yang Consciousness Aura!

As you can see, the crimson sun hangs high in the sky, illuminating everything. If it were an ordinary demon, it would have been burned to ashes and annihilated into dust long ago.

But Qin Ming blocked it!

Under the blinding crimson glow and enveloped by pure yang energy, he swung his weapon repeatedly, tearing the blood-red sun apart.

Finally, with a deafening roar, he used the dazzling weapon, condensed from the Heavenly Light Force, to shatter the Great Sun!

Then, like a dragon soaring in the sky, he used the Dragon and Snake Force Technique to briefly fly, instantly closing in on his opponent and brutally beating Cao Qianqiu.

He dispersed the God-Slaying Whip, because it was impossible to fully condense the concentrated heavenly light outside his body; it needed to be balanced to protect his physical body. He then reconstituted the Dragon-Snake Hammer.

During their fight, Cao Qianqiu was repeatedly struck, and because he could no longer fly into the sky, he could no longer dodge the blows.

Moreover, he had just used up a great deal of his pure Yang spiritual light by condensing the crimson sun.

His body exploded, and after his pure Yang consciousness was reassembled, it was completely gripped by Qin Ming’s sticky force.

Then, Qin Ming aimed the sledgehammer in his right hand at him and began to smash it repeatedly.

Everyone was stunned.

Anyone who knew that the person who was beaten was Cao Qianqiu was petrified and couldn’t believe it.

For so long, countless people have been hoping that Cao Qianqiu would be overthrown and fall from grace, and today they have witnessed such a famous scene.

Cao Qianqiu was furious. His opponent had locked him in with a sticky force, subjecting him to a “thousand-times-hammered” treatment. Even though his pure yang consciousness and spiritual energy could be reorganized, he could not withstand such continuous bombardment.

He shattered multiple times, severely damaging his pure yang spiritual light!

At this moment, all was silent.

Everyone who knew the inside story was shocked, but couldn’t help but suppress their laughter, because that was Cao Shenhua, a madman of his generation, being slammed with a sledgehammer.

Only Li Qingxu cried, feeling sorry for his teacher.

For him, this iconic scene… was truly a catastrophe.

“You’re courting death!” Cao Qianqiu roared, using forbidden methods to break through the local suppression. He never cared about bullying the weak, and stifling a young prodigy meant nothing to him.

Although it is not his true form, but only a pure yang consciousness, once it breaks through its limit and is not suppressed, it is extremely terrifying.

“Intruder detected, violating local rules. The Heavenly Demon Mirror will punish and annihilate them!” A cold voice rang out, and then a huge beam of light descended from the sky, covering Cao Qianqiu.

I’ll take a break this weekend and work hard again tomorrow. Thank you to all my readers.

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