Chapter 306: Crushing the Withered and Shattering the Rotten (Seeking Subscriptions~)

"Mid-stage Jin Dan."

"I never expected that such a small place would actually hide a cultivator with such profound cultivation."

The eerie man assumed a serious expression; he had merely glanced at Qin Ming moments ago yet perceived the depth of his magic power, which far exceeded his own, prompting him to muster twelve parts of caution.

Subsequently, a pitch-black iron fan appeared in his hand.

Qin Ming remained expressionless, staring at the eerie man opposite him and sizing him up for a few moments.

"A mid-stage Jin Dan demonic cultivator?"

Boom! Immediately afterward, the eerie man suddenly felt an immensely cold and powerful divine consciousness sweeping toward him without any restraint.

Its ferocity was comparable to that of a Jin Dan perfection cultivator.

In an instant.

He felt as though a massive mountain had crashed squarely into him, and blood seeped from his mouth and nose.

This caused the eerie man's previously playful demeanor to shift into one of extreme terror.

He hastily raised the Black Flame Evil Feather Fan in his hand, frantically injecting magic power into it to fan a gust of black gale at Qin Ming, within which hundreds upon thousands of ghostly entities wailed and roared.

Amidst the Black Flame Gale, there were even four or five Jin Dan-level ghosts, while Foundation Establishment ghosts were countless.

Qin Ming showed disdain, remained stationary, and made a grasping motion with his five fingers, causing three Wood Emperor Nails emitting a cyan-green glow to materialize.

Subsequently, they strangely sank into the void and vanished without a trace.

Swish swish swish! When the cyan-green light reappeared, it had already pierced through the black gale; those wailing ghosts within the black wind, upon contacting the divine light emitted by the Wood Emperor Nails, melted away instantly like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun.

Even those few Jin Dan-level ghosts were no exception.

The cyan-green divine rays did not lose momentum and surged toward the eerie man.

Just as the eerie man was about to cast a spell to block them, his expression suddenly froze, for he had unexpectedly lost track of the Wood Emperor Nails.

A sense of extreme heart-pounding unease arose in his mind; without a second thought, he immediately activated a movement technique, transforming into a streak of black light and vanishing from the spot.

Pfft! Yet he was still a step too late; the cyan-green divine light manifested, treating his magic power shield as if it were nonexistent, silently piercing through his chest and stabbing straight through him, causing the wound to sizzle as a plume of black smoke rose, burned open into a large hole by the divine light.

Had he not anticipated the attack and dodged in advance, that single strike would have been enough to send his soul to the Yellow Springs.

"A top-grade magical treasure! How is this possible?!"

"No, your magical treasure is imbued with Solar Essence Flame, which naturally suppresses demonic arts."

Clutching his chest, the eerie man displayed a mix of shock and fury; the ghostly entities he had painstakingly cultivated had turned out to be no match for even a single strike of the opponent's magical treasure.

The Black Flame Evil Feather Fan in his hand was a third-grade superior magical treasure, and the number of Jin Dan cultivators who had died at the hands of this treasure could be counted on one palm.

Yet it had nearly been damaged in the magical battle just now.

Before he could react.

Qin Ming's figure blurred and vanished from the original spot.

Seeing this, the eerie man's heart grew cold with alarm.

His eyes flickered rapidly; without hesitation, he immediately commanded the Green-Scaled Ghost King, which was missing one hand, to pounce forward into the air ahead.

Magic power surged around Qin Ming's body as his natal magical treasure, the Wood Emperor Nails, changed direction from within the void and surged toward the Green-Scaled Ghost King.

Boom! But just at that moment.

Qin Ming seemed to sense something and leaped backward to retreat.

The Green-Scaled Ghost King spat out a ghost core, its aura continuously climbing in the air until it caused the nearby space to become distorted.

Rumble rumble rumble! The Ghost King in the air instantly exploded into a vast expanse of black flames, scattering severed limbs and broken arms everywhere.

Amidst the astonished gazes of Qiu Ye and Ye Wuxian.

The eerie man, disregarding all dignity, actually chose to flee in the direction outside the city.

"Hmph hmph! You would rather self-detonate a Ghost King in a desperate attempt to escape; do you think you can get away?"

Puchi!

Just as the eerie man was flying away in retreat, the space beside him distorted, and several black earth spikes suddenly shot out, piercing straight through him in one go.

This sudden and strange attack was such that even he failed to notice how it had appeared.

The next moment.

Space distorted, and the figure of the Shi Tian Shu slowly materialized.

"A mid-stage third-grade Demon King!"

The eerie man was filled with terror and was about to activate a secret technique to escape, but to his horror, he discovered that these black earth spikes had completely sealed all the magic power in his body.

The Shi Tian Shu bared its fangs and was about to bite off the eerie man's neck when it was stopped by Qin Ming.

"Wait."

Qin Ming's figure instantly appeared before the eerie man; giving the other no opportunity to speak at all, he directly grabbed him by the head and began employing the Soul Search Technique.

"Ahhh!"

A series of piercing, miserable screams that made one's scalp go numb echoed throughout the entire Sanxiancheng.

It was as if one could clearly perceive that feeling of wishing for death but being unable to die.

After a short while, this Jin Dan demonic cultivator, known as Envoy Yang, was searched to death by Qin Ming.

Qin Ming cast the Thorn Technique, draining him into a dried corpse, and obtained a blood bead the size of a fist.

He then dug out the Jin Dan from within his body, did not discard the corpse, and directly threw it into his storage bag.

This mid-stage Jin Dan demonic cultivator was excellent fertilizer for tree planting and naturally could not be wasted.

After accomplishing all this, Qin Ming furrowed his brows, lost in thought as he analyzed the fragments of information he had just obtained.

"Great Li... Yin Demon Sect..."

"Three Envoys have actually arrived at once, and their target is surprisingly the Taihu Ruins and the Gouyu Jin Guang Mirror..."

The numerous demonic cultivators below, witnessing this scene, were instantly filled with terror and were about to scatter in all directions. Qin Ming slapped his storage bag, and two monstrous beast figures with immense auras immediately materialized.

The Heaven-Devouring Rat opened its mouth and spewed forth a vast expanse of black mysterious light, instantly completely locking down this space.

As a result, not a single demonic cultivator could escape.

After the Black Water Crocodile and the Silver-Winged Frost Bee appeared, they began to ruthlessly slaughter these Daoist cultivators.

"Two more third-rank Demon Kings!"

Just as Qiu Ye and Ye Wuxian were shocked beyond measure, Qin Ming's figure abruptly appeared before the two of them.

"Senior, spare our lives!"

The two were terrified.

What kind of terrifying means did this opponent possess? With just a single encounter, he had easily slain the High Envoy sent from the upper sect, my lord.

Furthermore, he possessed three powerful third-rank Demon King beast pets; with such strength, he could completely level any one of their demonic sects.

Let alone the two of them, who were merely Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators.

Qin Ming paid no heed to their pleas for mercy; his powerful divine sense locked the two down, rendering them instantly unable to speak a single word.

Subsequently, he followed the same pattern and sequentially applied the Soul-Searching Technique on each of them.

The two, who had just been wreaking havoc and killing indiscriminately within Sanxiancheng, possessed not even a shred of strength to struggle or resist under Qin Ming's domineering soul search.

Soon, the agonized screams of the two gradually diminished and returned to silence.

Qin Ming casually tossed aside the two corpses; countless black vines shot out to entangle them, and after two breaths, two additional blood beads appeared.

Next.

Agonized wails rose and fell throughout Sanxiancheng; Qin Ming's three spirit beasts instantly slaughtered the several thousand demonic cultivators within the city to the last man.

On the streets.

Chen Beixuan, having escaped death by a hair's breadth, was still immersed in the shock of witnessing Qin Ming display his divine might and crush a Jin Dan demonic cultivator, unable to extricate himself.

Is this the true strength of True Person Wangyue? "Young Friend Chen, are you unharmed?"

A familiar voice startled him awake.

Chen Beixuan came to his senses, only to see with astonishment that it was True Person Qin speaking to him, and he hastily bowed with excitement, saying:

"Thank you, Qin Qianbei, for the grace of saving my life."

"If not for True Person Qin intervening today, I fear Sanxiancheng would have become a living hell."

Immediately after.

He suddenly remembered something and urgently pleaded with Qin Ming: "My sect just sent a message stating that we have also come under surprise attack by demonic cultivators; this junior begs Qin Qianbei..."

Qin Ming raised his hand to cut him off, "Even if you hadn't spoken, I intended to do exactly that; just follow behind me."

Immediately, he recalled his three spirit pets and cast a large-scale Thorn Technique upon the corpses on the ground.

In an instant.

Countless black vines erupted throughout the entire Immortal City, sucking the demonic cultivators' corpses completely dry and transforming them into blood beads one by one.

The many rogue cultivators and city-defending cultivators of Sanxiancheng, who had just felt as though they were reborn, now witnessed this eerie and terrifying scene again; they all thought that some great demonic expert had attacked once more and began to tremble with fear.

After storing all these blood beads in his possession, Qin Ming recalled his three spirit pets, then transformed into a streak of cyan rainbow light and vanished from the spot in an instant.

Although he had no intention of eliminating demons to protect the Dao, since these few demonic cultivators were targeting the Hooked Jade Jin Guang Mirror, the situation was different...

Before the mountain gate of Jin Kuizong.

Dozens of demonic sect magic ships hovered in the air, bombarding the third-rank protective great formation in successive waves.

A breach had already been blasted open in the purple light curtain.

On the periphery, several thousand Jin Kuizong disciples were engaged in battle with demonic cultivators; the combat situation was fierce and tragic.

On a giant ghost-headed flagship stood a dark-skinned burly man, his coiled muscles fully exposed, with strange demonic tattoos inked upon his body.

Beside him stood a bewitching female cultivator; her seductive eyes were soul-capturing, her attire revealing, draped only in a few strands of sheer gauze, her twin peaks proudly towering and erect, her feet bare.

Just at this moment, her heart suddenly skipped a beat, as if she had sensed something.

She immediately took out a black talisman, but just as she produced it, the talisman burst into flames with a "Boom" before the two of them, burning to nothingness and turning into a pile of ash.

"How is this possible?!"

"What exactly did that fellow Yang Jian encounter?"

"He actually perished."

The bewitching woman's expression instantly changed drastically.

"Impossible, right? Could there be anyone in this tiny Southern Wilderness capable of killing him?"

"Not to mention anything else, didn't Yang Jian just subdue a Green-Scaled Ghost King? Added to his third-rank high-grade magic treasure, the Black Flame Evil Feather Fan, he could contend with even a late-stage Jin Dan cultivator."

"Even if he couldn't win, escaping should have been no problem."

The dark-faced burly man beside her remarked in surprise.

The two exchanged glances, both revealing expressions of astonishment.

But before the two could ponder further.

A massive spiritual pressure abruptly descended, causing the surrounding spiritual energy to surge like boiling water.

Before the two could react, four powerful Jin Dan-level auras surrounded them completely.

Among them, three figures instantly expanded to a colossal size of a hundred zhang, blotting out the sky and sun.

Before them, the giant ships of the demonic sects looked like mere toys.

Under this overwhelming momentum, those demonic cultivators still battling in the air lost their footing one by one and fell from their magic artifacts.

(End of Chapter)