Chapter 89 The Young Immortal Swings a Giant Hammer

Night fell over the mountains, Jinji Ridge was covered in snow, and a bright red spring was bubbling up.

The old man had snow-white hair and a clean-shaven face. At first glance, he looked like a schoolteacher, without the bloodthirsty aura of a bandit. But when he opened his eyes wide in anger, his aura completely changed.

A layer of heavenly light appeared on his body, stained with a faint blood color. This was the bloodlust from killing countless people, which even his lifelong Heavenly Light Force could not purify.

Under the cover of night, by the fire spring, Qin Ming, dressed in a blue robe, was handsome and otherworldly, looking like a person from another realm, with a clear and serene aura from head to toe.

The snow beneath the old man’s feet exploded with a loud bang, and he seemed to transform into a hawk, covering ten meters in a single step, crossing the distance and instantly arriving in front of him.

At the same time, a jet-black ruler appeared from his sleeve, which he swung violently at the boy in front of him, like a black lightning bolt.

When Qin Ming swung the long-handled black gold hammer in his right hand, the entire mountaintop seemed to tremble slightly, and he created a sonic boom.

The old man came quickly and left quickly. After being struck by the heavy hammer and ruler, he was sent flying. With a bang, he crashed into a dilapidated wooden house, scattering wood fragments everywhere.

The old man was horrified. He was a gold thief who had killed countless people in his life, but he had never encountered such a fierce young man. He looked like an immortal in flowing blue robes, but he swung a large hammer and smashed this veteran expert, sending him flying more than ten meters away.

Is this still a flesh-and-blood teenager? He suspected he had encountered a spirit from the mountains.

Qin Ming’s eyes were clear, and his clothes fluttered in the night wind. Reflected in the firelight, his handsome face and jet-black hair seemed to glow, giving him a truly elegant air.

He remained perfectly calm, having anticipated the old man’s actions. He knew the old man hadn’t discovered him in the dilapidated wooden hut beforehand, only noticing him when he was quite close, making it impossible for the old man to have reached a higher realm.

“The Gold Thief who has been reborn seven times is nothing more than this!” He walked forward, his footsteps making a slight crunching sound in the snow, very light and agile.

The old man, seeing such a distinguished young man, felt as if he were facing a giant beast slowly approaching in the darkness.

This discomfort was suffocating him; he had only come here to pay his respects, yet he had encountered a life-or-death crisis.

He glanced down at the jet-black ruler, forged from refined gold… it was bent. What immense force that must have been! No wonder it had sent him flying.

Suddenly, Ming took the initiative, carrying a large hammer, and moved as if leaving no trace in the snow, arriving in an instant like a gentle breeze in the night.

With a deafening roar, a white shockwave erupted. Centered on him, the sledgehammer swept across, sending all the surrounding snow flying into the air, and the dilapidated houses were blown apart.

The old man tried to dodge, but found he couldn’t outrun his opponent, so he gritted his teeth and fought back.

With a clang, the black ruler in his hand was smashed into an arc, and even with the protection of the sunlight, the web of his right hand was torn open, and blood flowed out.

This time, he flew sixteen meters away and crashed into a complete wooden house.

Beside the fire spring, Qin Ming spoke up: “You and Ge Qianxun are about the same level. Is this all the Golden Thieves are capable of? That’s just over four thousand jin of strength. Your seventh rebirth was also powered by banned drugs, wasn’t it?”

The old man’s pupils contracted. He had heard earlier that Ge Qianxun had gotten into trouble, but it turned out that he had been killed by the young man in front of him.

He threw away the unusable ruler and stared at his opponent in front of him. The boy seemed to have the qualities of an immortal, but he was holding such a large hammer, which gave him a sense of being separated from time and space.

Then, the young immortal swung his sledgehammer, took a step, and leaped nearly ten meters away, arriving in front of him in an instant. With a loud bang, the snow in this area exploded, and all the wooden houses collapsed.

The old man coughed up blood, his clothes burst open, and the inner armor he wore underneath clanged loudly. He was so shocked that blood flowed from his seven orifices, a truly gruesome sight.

His hands were trembling. He had just unleashed the strongest attack of his life, and only managed to block the giant hammer with his palms.

“Interesting.” Qin Ming glanced down at the faint palm print on the black gold hammer.

Then, he threw down the sledgehammer and walked forward. He could have killed the man with it, but he was just testing what he had recently learned.

“Do you know how the bandits of Jinji Ridge were wiped out? I personally sent them on their way.” Qin Ming said, instantly igniting the enemy’s fighting spirit.

The old man had been listless just moments before, but now he was furious, his eyes were bloodshot, his blood was boiling, and his spirits were soaring.

“Ah…” the old man roared, like a wounded beast, and said in a cold voice, “My nephew and grandson are here, you deserve to die!”

With a whoosh, he leaped down the mountain, full of fighting spirit, telling himself that he must survive and seek bloody revenge on this boy in the future.

The old saying goes, “It’s never too late for an old person to take revenge, even after thirty years!”

Qin Ming was taken aback. This was completely different from what he had expected. The fact that the old man came here to pay his respects showed that he had feelings for the place, but at the crucial moment, he ran away faster than a rabbit.

Despite the old man’s passionate spirit and the surging energy of the sky, he ultimately could not escape.

After Qin Ming mastered the “Flying on Grass” movement technique, he seemed to be riding the wind and caught up with him in an instant.

“I’ll fight to the death!” The old man had no choice but to fight desperately. His reaction seemed to have improved significantly. This was an ability he gained during his sixth rebirth. Burning his essence, energy, and spirit could double his perception.

During this process, his blood and spirit seemed to be burning, consuming his life.

Qin Ming gently guided the old man’s palm, activating the Entangling Silk Force, causing the old man to fall to the ground instantly.

Feeling humiliated, the old man braced himself with his left hand, swung his body, and lashed his right leg like an iron whip into the air, aiming for the boy’s head.

Without moving his feet, Qin Ming reached out with his right hand. With a hiss, he unleashed his nail-like strength, tearing the old man’s calf armor as if it were made of paper, leaving several finger holes in his calf.

“Ah!” the old man cried out, feeling as if a nail had pierced his calf, and he was pulled back at lightning speed.

He leaped up, staggered, his calves giving way, his eyes bloodshot, and charged forward once more.

Qin Ming tested the power of the hammer, and with a loud bang, the old man was sent flying, his left hand a bloody mess, all five fingers severed.

“Again!”

The old man realized that the boy was even more terrifying after he stopped swinging the hammer, and he was testing his moves on him. Each move was enough to severely injure a seventh-generation newcomer. How old was the boy? How did he master so much Heavenly Light Force?

In an instant, he experienced an even more terrifying Heavenly Light Force—Explosive Force, a force technique that Qin Ming obtained from the Thunderfire Alchemy Hall.

When the old man fought back, his entire arm exploded.

Qin Ming felt that using him as a test subject was pointless, so he slapped the target with a yellow mud palm, and a faint yellow mist appeared on his right hand.

This scene shocked the old man, who exclaimed, “Yellow Mud Palm! How could you master it at your age?”

The secret manual of Jinji Ridge was left behind by the old man. He himself had only mastered it to a minor level and could no longer make progress, so the book had lost its meaning for him.

He could imagine that the boy had obtained that ancient book when he destroyed Jinji Ridge more than a month ago.

The old man found it hard to believe; it was impossible for the other party to have reached such a level of skill in such a short time.

With a bang, he couldn’t dodge at all and was instantly hit by the Yellow Mud Palm. After being touched by the yellowish-brown mist, his whole body was covered in cracks, and then he turned into a pile of blood, flesh and bone fragments mixed together in a series of popping sounds.

Even at the very last moment, he was still whispering, “Impossible!”

His understanding was shaken. Wasn’t it said that one could only begin to receive the essence of the earth at the stage of external sainthood?

Qin Ming used the Heavenly Light Force to protect his body, allowing a small amount of blood to seep through. The old man’s spurting blood was blocked, and not a single drop landed on him.

The night wind blew, his black hair fluttered, and his blue robes billowed. If it weren’t for the large hammer at his feet and the pile of flesh and blood beside him, he would truly appear ethereal and otherworldly.

From the moment the old man appeared until he was swiftly dealt with, the entire process was actually very brief, taking less than ten breaths.

“Let’s go. The matter of Golden Rooster Ridge should be considered completely over.” Qin Ming called over Red Eagle, stood on the back of the raptor, and soared into the sky, heading towards Shuangshu Village.

“Oh no! The Gold Thieves have appeared in Silvervine Town!” Qin Ming heard Yu Que’s anxious cry from afar in the night sky.

“Ah, Lord Qin, you’ve arrived. Four fierce men have appeared over there. The two sent by Chixia City couldn’t hold them off at all and they’ve escaped from Yinteng Town.”

Qin Ming’s heart sank. There were more than just one or two Golden Thieves in the Black and White Mountain area; the situation was rather bad.

“Let’s go take a look!” He wasn’t recklessly throwing his life away, because he knew that the two people with Silver Vine in charge hadn’t yet reached the level of radiating light from the heavens.

The area covered by Crimson Cloud City is very vast, and Black and White Mountain is just one part of it. It is impossible for every town to send an Outer Saint.

“The fact that those two were able to escape from Silver Vine Town means that the four Golden Thieves haven’t yet broken through to a higher level,” Qin Ming concluded.

A strong wind howled, and the night fog swirled as the red eagle carried him across more than fifty miles. Sparrows chirped and chattered, reporting the details to him.

Qin Ming’s expression was solemn because Yinteng Town was only a dozen miles away from Shuangshu Village, which was really dangerous.

Soon after, Red Eagle carried him closer, and from afar they could see Silver Vine Town rising from the flames.

Several houses at the town entrance had already been set on fire, accompanied by loud laughter and some crying.

“All you gold thieves, get over here and face your deaths!” Qin Ming roared.

The red eagle landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of dust.

Qin Ming leaped down and strode into Yinteng Town.

The four gold thieves were covered in blood and dragged the bodies of two old men.

Clearly, the two not-so-young experts from Crimson Cloud City, after escaping to the outskirts of town, were still killed by the four bandits. They were thrown into the burning house, where the four men grinned menacingly.

Many people in the town panicked, and women and children cried as they fled into the town.

The four men looked up and saw the boy rushing into the town. They immediately grinned and sneered. One of them said, “Little brat, do you want to die too?”

The four gold thieves ranged in age from sixty to over eighty. One of them had a white beard splattered with his opponent’s blood, making him look extremely ferocious.

“Uncle Hong, did you hear that loud shout from mid-air just now? It sounds familiar, a bit like Chonghe, but he doesn’t seem as naive as before.” A young man in fine clothes looked puzzled in the night. He was Cui Chongyi, who had been captured by the white owl, one of the Purple Lightning Beast’s subordinates.

He originally came out to gain experience and meet his “cousin,” but he was unable to meet Qin Ming and ultimately chose to travel around the Black and White Mountain region.

“It seems… to be him.” Cui Hong’s expression was complicated.

They were less than a mile from Silvervine Town, and running at full speed, they soon approached and saw the boy facing off against the four gold thieves in the firelight.

“Chonghe, I’m here to help you!” Cui Chongyi shouted from a distance.

Then, he saw Qin Ming unleash his full power, wielding an exaggeratedly large hammer in one hand and unleashing the Heavenly Light Force in the other.

puff!

A gold thief was smashed to pieces by a sledgehammer!

“Ah…” After exchanging blows with Qin Ming, the other gold thief’s arm exploded, and then his body was struck by another palm, causing him to disintegrate.

“You…” The other two older gold thieves were horrified. This young man was truly terrifying. Although they had been injured earlier, they weren’t so helpless. The arrival of his helpers only spurred him to unleash even greater power. What was the logic behind this?!

The boy in Silvervine Town increased his speed again, and another gold thief was hit by him, shattering into pieces of bone and blood.

Then, the boy swung the sledgehammer and smashed the last person to pieces.

Then, without looking back, he rushed into Silvervine Town and whistled. A red eagle flew down from the sky, and he leaped up, soaring into the night sky.

Just as Cui Chongyi approached the town entrance, he called out, “Cousin, it’s me! Don’t go!”

Cui Hong, a middle-aged man with long arms, sighed, “He no longer trusts me. You should continue the pursuit.”

“Chong… Qin Ming, wait for me!” Cui Chongyi shouted, transmitting his voice into the night sky, “Some acquaintances are here, and that damned Li Qingxu is here too, seeking a great medicine in Black and White Mountain. Be careful in this area!”