Chapter 371: Two Cultivators Eliminated

The Jin Kingdom cultivators in the city had not yet approached the governor's mansion.

They were met with a spiritual pressure so terrifying it made their hearts tremble and flesh quiver; those with low cultivation bases had no resistance at all and fell to the ground.

The cultivators were stunned—until they saw what lay above, their eyes filled with terror.

"It's a Jin Dan elder!"

We're mere minnows—caught in a battle of this level, even the shockwaves could kill us dozens of times over.

"Hmph! So it's you! How dare you come here alone? Let me see what power you have to be so arrogant!"

Mu Sheng summoned a crimson longblade and slashed at Qin Ming without hesitation!

In an instant.

Countless blade rays transformed into a sea of fire, instantly engulfing Qin Ming entirely.

Yu Laogui, watching nearby, blinked in surprise—he hadn't expected Mu Sheng to have truly refined this third-rank middle-grade Flame Sun Blade so quickly.

Yet he did not grow careless; instead, he reached out and summoned a crimson spiritual ring artifact in his hand, ready to join the assault.

As the two observed the interior of the fire sea.

BOOM! The blade-light and fire sea were split apart by a towering green wooden wall, which surged back with terrifying force toward Mu Sheng and Yu Laogui.

Seeing this, Yu Laogui no longer hesitated—he activated his "Southern Ming Flame Ring" artifact.

Though merely a third-rank low-grade artifact, he had nurtured it with elixir-fire for over two hundred years, granting it formidable power.

Even Wei Wuya had nearly fallen victim to it.

BOOM! Two fire dragons, dozens of zhang long and radiating terrifying energy, crossed the sky to strike Qin Ming from both sides.

At the same time, Mu Sheng's eyes flickered with malice—he retracted his longblade, his figure blurred, and vanished from his original spot.

He circled behind Qin Ming, a purple talisman appearing in his hand.

"I don't believe you can withstand this third-rank middle-grade Golden Gate Talisman!"

"I spent a great price to craft this specifically for you!"

Mu Sheng sneered and lightly tapped the talisman, pouring his Golden Core magic power into it in a frenzy—half his power was drained instantly.

SWISH! SWISH! SWISH! The Golden Gate Talisman dissolved into thousands upon thousands of golden needles, surging like a tidal wave toward Qin Ming.

"Third-rank middle-grade talisman?"

Qin Ming showed only slight surprise—no other reaction.

With a blank expression, he waved his hand—countless blood-colored Gangqi transformed into a storm of flying feathers, meeting the golden rain head-on.

BOOM! Under the violent clash of spells, the entire immortal city was engulfed in a blinding light.

Countless low-grade cultivators, caught in the shockwave, never even had time to scream—they were vaporized instantly.

Mu Sheng seized the chance to summon his core artifact and slashed again toward Qin Ming's location.

CLANG! "Hit!"

But the next instant, Mu Sheng's expression changed drastically.

He realized his core artifact—no matter how he commanded it—could not be recalled! When the dust cleared, he saw Qin Ming's right hand gripping his artifact tightly.

And Qin Ming was unharmed.

"Body cultivator!"

At this, the two from Lingyun Sect were also terrified—they had never heard of a cultivator who could withstand an artifact with his bare body.

That was absurd!

"So that's all you've got?"

Qin Ming, expressionless, retracted the crimson longblade.

Mu Sheng helplessly watched his painstakingly refined core artifact being taken from him.

And severed from his spiritual connection.

His throat turned sweet—he spat out a gush of blood.

At this moment, both Yu Laogui and Mu Sheng realized—combined, they were no match for Qin Ming.

In just a few breaths of combat.

Yu Laogui could faintly sense that Qin Ming's Golden Core spiritual power far surpassed their own.

Qin Ming had no interest in playing games with them.

He spat out a stream—Spirit Devouring Poison Flame coalesced into a giant blue phoenix, wings flaring, sweeping toward them like a wildfire.

The searing heat turned half the city a bluish hue.

"Third-rank high-grade heavenly spirit flame!!"

Even Yu Laogui, faced with such terrifying flame, could no longer hold his composure—he dared not retaliate.

He abandoned Mu Sheng and turned to flee—but the next instant.

The sky-born blue phoenix split into two, continuing its charge toward Yu Laogui.

The phoenix's speed was instantaneous.

Yu Laogui's face twisted in horror—he pulled out a Water-Repelling Spirit Pearl, trying to block it, screaming desperately: "Brother Qin, we were wrong!"

"Please retract your spirit flame—we'll withdraw from Wei Country immediately!"

"We'll surrender all of Lingyun Sect's treasures!"

"And swear by our spiritual hearts—we'll never set foot in Wei Country again! Please spare us!"

Qin Ming sneered and changed his hand seals.

The blue phoenix swelled in size, shrieked, and shot out feathers that enveloped Yu Laogui.

Yu Laogui was filled with regret—he should never have listened to Mu Sheng's foolish plan to invade Wei Country.

Or provoked Qin Ming, this newly ascended Jin Dan.

How could he have imagined that Qin Ming, having broken through to Jin Dan less than a year ago, already possessed such absurd power? His techniques were endless, and he controlled a terrifying third-rank high-grade heavenly spirit flame.

"Aaaah!!"

Yu Laogui's defensive artifact was useless against the Devouring Poison Flame—it was instantly corrupted, its spiritual essence lost, and it clattered to the ground.

The next instant, Yu Laogui's entire body was swallowed by the blue phoenix of Spirit Devouring Poison Flame.

The moment he touched the flame, his magic power ignited like heated oil, burning uncontrollably within him.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and cast a Thorn Spell—countless black vines erupted beneath Yu Laogui's feet, draining him dry.

Nearby, Mu Sheng, desperately dodging the blue phoenix, was both terrified and furious, feeling like he might vomit blood.

He never imagined Qin Ming's power exceeded his wildest expectations.

He possessed a third-rank high-grade spirit flame—such a terrifying ability.

Could this be the arsenal of a newly ascended hermit Jin Dan?

Mu Sheng watched as Yu Laogui died in an instant, consumed by the strange poison flame.

He immediately pulled out an ancient earth-yellow talisman, preparing to activate it.

"Again with this?"

A mocking voice echoed beside him.

Next, he felt a crushing force strike him—he hastily retreated and raised a blue shield artifact to block it.

THUD! Qin Ming's casual punch exploded a cloud of blood from Mu Sheng's left side.

Then his entire body shot downward like a cannonball, crashing into the buildings below.

The massive governor's mansion shattered and collapsed under the impact.

Qin Ming's figure vanished into the air.

Mu Sheng spat blood uncontrollably, his vision blurring—he struggled to rise from the rubble.

A black shadow appeared.

"Mu Sheng, why must you do this?"

"I've retreated to Lingdao, living in peace—yet you still come after me."

"Was Yan Laomo sent by you?"

"If so, let me see why you've allied with demonic cultivators."

Qin Ming spoke calmly, then opened his five fingers and reached for Mu Sheng's head.

"Brother Qin, I was wrong!"

"Wait! Stop!"

"Aaaah!"

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