Chapter 285: Extinguishing Two Cultivators in Succession

The Jin Kingdom cultivators in the city had not yet approached the City Lord's residence.

They immediately felt a spiritual pressure that made their hearts pound and flesh leap, pressing down against their faces; those with lower cultivation bases possessed no resistance whatsoever and fell straight to the ground.

The myriad cultivators were terrified, and upon seeing the situation above clearly, they could not help but reveal looks of horror in their eyes.

"It's a Jin Dan Old Ancestor!"

For small fries like them, getting drawn into this level of battle meant the aftershocks alone could shake them to death several times over.

"Hmph! So it is you! You actually dare to deliver yourself to my door alone; let me see what abilities you truly possess to be so arrogant!"

Duanmu Sheng raised a crimson long blade and, without hesitation, slashed straight at Qin Ming!

In an instant.

Sky-filling blade light transformed into a sea of fire, instantly enveloping Qin Ming's entire person within it.

Muhe Laogui, watching from the side, felt his eyelids twitch; he had not expected Duanmu Sheng to actually refine this third-grade middle-grade Fierce Sun Blade magical treasure in such a short time.

However, he did not become careless because of this; instead, he reached out, and a crimson spiritual ring magical treasure appeared in his hand, preparing to join forces in the attack.

Just as the two were observing the situation within the sea of fire.

Boom! The blade light and sea of fire were blocked by a green wooden wall, which rolled back toward Duanmu Sheng and the other with terrifying momentum.

Seeing this, Muhe Laogui hesitated no longer and urged the 'Southern Nether Separation Fire Ring' magical treasure in his hand.

Although this Southern Nether Separation Fire Ring magical treasure was only at the third-grade lower-grade level, he had nurtured it with elixir fire for over two hundred years, giving it formidable power.

Back then, Wei Wuya had nearly fallen victim to this treasure.

Boom! Two fire dragons emitting terrifying qi, dozens of zhang long, crossed the vast sky and attacked Qin Ming from both sides.

Simultaneously, a trace of sinister ruthlessness flashed across Duanmu Sheng's eyes; he withdrew his long blade magical treasure, his figure blurred, and he vanished from his original spot.

Circling around to Qin Ming's back, a purple talisman materialized in his hand.

"I don't believe you can still withstand this third-grade middle-grade Jin Que Talisman!"

"This is something I prepared specifically and meticulously for you at great cost!"

Duanmu Sheng sneered coldly, then lightly tapped the talisman; the Jin Dan magic power within his body poured out frantically, instantly depleting more than half of it.

Swish! Swish! Swish! The Jin Que Talisman transformed in midair into tens of thousands of golden needles like rain, sweeping toward Qin Ming like a tsunami.

"A third-grade middle-grade talisman?"

Qin Ming was only slightly surprised and showed little other reaction.

Expressionless, he waved his hand casually; countless blood-colored force qi transformed into sky-filling flying feathers to intercept the golden rain.

Rumble-rumble-rumble! Under the fierce impact of the spells, the entire Yunze Xiancheng was shrouded in a blinding sphere of light.

Countless low-grade cultivators, under the impact of this strike's aftershocks, did not even have time to let out a scream before being directly evaporated.

Seizing the opportunity, Duanmu Sheng raised his innate magical treasure and slashed once more in the direction where Qin Ming stood.

Clang! "Hit!"

But the next moment, Duanmu Sheng's expression changed abruptly.

He unexpectedly discovered that no matter how he commanded his innate magical treasure, he could not retrieve it! As the dust settled, he saw only Qin Ming's right hand on the opposite side, tightly clutching his innate magical treasure.

Yet Qin Ming remained completely unharmed!

"A body cultivator!"

At this moment, the two from Lingyun Sect were also utterly horrified; they had never heard of a cultivator capable of withstanding a magical treasure directly.

That was simply too absurd!

"It seems this is all the tricks you have."

Expressionless, Qin Ming put away the crimson long blade.

On the opposite side, Duanmu Sheng watched helplessly as his painstakingly refined innate magical treasure was snatched away.

And the mental connection with it was severed.

His throat turned sweet, and he spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.

At this time, both Muhe Laogui and Duanmu Sheng personally realized that even combining the two of them, they were absolutely no match for Qin Ming.

In just the few breaths of their brief exchange.

Muhe Laogui could vaguely sense that Qin Ming's Jin Dan magic power was far more profound than that of the two of them combined.

Qin Ming had no interest in beating around the bush with them any longer.

He opened his mouth and spat; the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame transformed into a green phoenix over ten zhang in size, which flapped its wings and swooped toward the two with the momentum of a prairie fire.

Scorching high temperatures turned half the city green.

"A third-grade upper-grade Heavenly Earth Spirit Flame!!"

Facing such terrifying flames, even Muhe Laogui could not hold his composure and dared not fight back at all.

He paid no heed to Duanmu Sheng and was about to flee alone, but the next moment.

The green phoenix firebird in the sky suddenly split into two and continued sweeping toward Muhe Laogui.

The speed of the green phoenix firebird was so fast that it arrived in an instant.

Muhe Laogui's face revealed horror; he immediately took out a Water-Controlling Spiritual Bead to try to resist, and with despair in his eyes, he shouted loudly: "Fellow Daoist Qin, we were wrong."

"Please withdraw your spirit flame; we will immediately lead our people to withdraw from the State of Wei."

"We will offer up all the treasures of Lingyun Sect."

"And we swear by our Dao hearts that this old man will never step foot in the State of Wei again; please show mercy!"

Qin Ming sneered coldly and changed the hand seals in his hand.

The green phoenix firebird's size surged violently; it let out a screech, and fire feathers flew out, enveloping Muhe Laogui.

Muhe Laogui felt immense regret in his heart; if he had known earlier, he would never have listened to Duanmu Sheng's stupid idea to invade the State of Wei.

And to provoke trouble with Qin Ming, this newly promoted Jin Dan cultivator.

How could he have imagined that Qin Ming, having broken through to the Jin Dan stage less than a year ago, possessed cultivation and strength so absurdly formidable? With endless tricks at his disposal, he even commanded a third-grade superior heavenly spiritual flame of terrifying power.

"Ah!!"

Before the Devouring Heaven Poison Flame, Muhe Laogui's defensive treasure proved utterly useless.

In an instant, it was corrupted by the poisonous flames, lost its spiritual essence, and fell to the ground.

The next moment, Muhe Laogui himself was swallowed whole by the green phoenix firebird formed from the Spirit-Devouring Poison Flame.

The instant Muhe Laogui touched the poisonous flame, he felt his magic power ignite like heated oil, burning wildly within his body in a split second, completely unstoppable.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and immediately flicked out a Thorn Technique; countless black vines suddenly appeared beneath Muhe Laogui's feet, sucking him dry into a mummy.

Not far away, Duanmu Sheng, desperately dodging the green phoenix firebird, felt both shock and rage, so frustrated he was about to spit blood.

He never expected Qin Ming's strength to far exceed his understanding.

To think he even possessed such a terrifying divine ability as a third-grade superior spiritual flame.

Was this the kind of capability a newly advanced rogue cultivator at the Jin Dan stage should have?

Seeing Muhe Laogui die within moments under this eerie poisonous flame,

Duanmu Sheng immediately drew out an ancient earth-yellow talisman treasure and prepared to activate it.

"Doing this again?"

A mocking voice sounded beside his ear.

Immediately, he sensed a terrifying surge of force approaching; Duanmu Sheng hurriedly withdrew and produced a blue shield treasure to block.

Boom! Under Qin Ming's casual punch, Duanmu Sheng's left side erupted into a cloud of blood mist.

Then, his entire body, like a cannonball, smashed into the buildings below.

The massive City Lord's Mansion, under the impact of that tremendous force, shattered into countless fragments and collapsed.

Qin Ming's figure vanished from mid-air.

Duanmu Sheng violently spat fresh blood, his vision blurring; just as he struggled to rise amidst the ruins,

a black figure appeared.

"Duanmu Sheng, why must you do this?"

"I have already hidden away on the Spirit Island, seeking no conflict with the world, yet you still come to trouble me."

"Was it you who instigated that Yan Laomo?"

"Since that is the case, let this seat see why you have entangled yourself with cultivators of the Demonic Path."

Qin Ming said calmly, then spread his five fingers and reached to grab Duanmu Sheng's head.

"F-Fellow Daoist Qin, I was wrong!"

"Wait, stop!"

"Ahhh!"

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