Chapter 481: Floodwaters Wash Over the Dragon King's Temple

Qin Ming's figure blurred for an instant, and he immediately vanished from the great hall.

Watching this scene, everyone could not help but pin all their hopes on him.

If even Qin Zhenjun Wangyue were to fall, next in line to die would be low-ranking cultivators like them.

"Qin Zhenjun Wangyue, I have heard your cultivation and strength are extraordinary, and that even the Old Demon Wu of the Changsheng Observatory died at your hands; now let this seat test whether you are truly as renowned as rumors claim!"

After speaking, Qishang Mojun's muscles, covered in coiling hair, rippled as he unleashed destructive power, clenched his fist, and struck directly at Qin Ming.

Boom! The fist shadow soared into the air, expanding into a phantom over ten zhang in size, and smashed down at Qin Ming like a small mountain.

Among demonic path cultivators, body-refining practitioners are most formidable due to their own physical bodies, which rival fourth-tier spiritual treasures.

Therefore, when battling opponents, they often rely on their bodily divine abilities to clash head-on.

Watching the terrifying fist shadow strike from outside, everyone's faces turned pale.

"Qishang Mojun, do not be so arrogant!"

"How dare you run wild in the Southern Wilderness!"

They saw only Qin Ming wave his great hand; a small, cyan-green cauldron spun rapidly in midair, instantly expanding to dozens of zhang in size to shield him.

Dong! Qishang Mojun's wildly violent fist struck the Spirit King Cauldron, erupting with a booming sound like a giant bell being struck, while shockwaves akin to collapsing mountains and tsunamis raised towering waves across the sea surface, spreading outward in all directions.

Tianjizi's eyes widened in shock; he found it hard to believe that Qin Ming, with only an early Nascent Soul cultivation, could actually withstand Qishang Mojun's full-force blow.

"Quite interesting; you were actually able to receive this seat's demonic arts."

In the next moment, Qishang Mojun's body surged with tumultuous demonic qi as he manipulated a sky-full of black fog, sweeping Qin Ming within it.

Under the cover of the black fog of demonic qi, those outside could not see what was happening within.

They only heard the black fog and demonic qi churning, accompanied by sounds of fierce combat from inside; the momentum was so vast it resembled an apocalypse, revealing everywhere the terror of Nascent Soul cultivators battling.

Inside the black fog.

Qin Ming smiled as he looked at his own demonic infant, "It seems we've overacted a bit; that's enough."

"Since we are here, we must make it look real; following me is a Nascent Soul Demon Monarch from the Ghost Nether Palace, watching from the side," Qishang Mojun said with a smile to Qin Ming.

"Lord Tianhen is not easy to fool; when he gets ruthless, he kills even his own people. If I return without some wounds after being assigned by him, he will surely become suspicious."

Above Wangyue Lake, black clouds rolled fiercely, erupting with sounds of combat collisions capable of destroying heaven and earth.

"Qin Zhenjun Wangyue! I must admit your divine abilities are quite impressive; this time, this seat considers our match a draw."

"But next time, you won't be so lucky!"

The black clouds and demonic qi exploded, and from within, two figures were simultaneously blasted backward.

On Qishang Mojun's domineering demonic body, there were now some slight wounds, indicating he had gained no advantage over Qin Zhenjun Wangyue.

Conversely, Qin Zhenjun Wangyue also appeared heavily injured; the two locked eyes, their acting remarkably convincing.

"Qin Zhenjun Wangyue truly lives up to his reputation!"

"Fellow Daoist Gui Ming, let us withdraw!!"

The Nascent Soul Demon Monarch from the Ghost Nether Sect also wore a face full of shock and incomprehension; he had never expected that this human Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator could fight the renowned Qishang Mojun of the Blood Ring Realm to a standstill.

Had he not witnessed it with his own eyes, he would never have believed it even under threat of death.

"Ah??"

"Fellow Daoist Qishang, b-but if we leave like this, I fear we will incur the wrath and punishment of Alliance Lord Wei Mengzhu."

But just as his words fell.

The expressions on the brows of Qin Ming and Qishang Mojun changed simultaneously.

Because they were actually the same person; their powerful divine sense, comparable to that of a late Nascent Soul stage, suddenly perceived an extremely formidable demon cultivator rushing toward Wangyue Lake.

Whoosh! Space fluctuated violently as a streak of startling rainbow light arrived instantly from afar; its domineering spiritual pressure made the several Nascent Soul cultivators present adopt extremely grave expressions.

Before the person arrived, their voice came first: "Fellow Daoist Qin, rest awhile; let this seat test whether Qishang Mojun's body-refining divine abilities are truly as formidable as rumors claim."

The escaping light dissipated, revealing a tower-like burly man whose physique was even more massive than that of Qishang Mojun opposite him.

It was none other than Brother Gushan, the Demon Sage of the Mountain-Colossus Giant Ape clan!

The moment Qin Ming saw him appear, his facial skin twitched.

He never expected that this great deity would actually come in person.

In his heart, he cried out that this was bad.

Originally, he had only intended to put on a show to give the demonic path something to report, yet unexpectedly, Demon Sage Gushan had personally rushed to provide support.

By rights, a great figure like him should be personally holding the fort within the demon race.

If he truly fought against 'Qishang Mojun,' wouldn't this be a case of floodwaters washing over the Dragon King's temple? The Gui Ming Demon Monarch from the Ghost Nether Palace, seeing Demon Sage Gushan suddenly appear, also wore a face full of astonishment.

He suddenly understood why Qishang Mojun had been so eager to retreat; it was because a mid-fourth-stage Demon Sage had arrived as reinforcement.

Seeing the two Nascent Soul Demon Monarchs, Demon Sage Gushan brimmed with fighting spirit, his gaze sharp with killing intent! Qin Ming hesitated before transmitting his voice to him, "Fellow Daoist Gushan, that Qishang Mojun has already fought a bout with Qin Mou; his strength is truly formidable. Do not pursue a desperate enemy!" "Oh? Then this seat is even more eager to test his divine abilities and methods."

"This seat also cultivates demon race bodily divine abilities; I am very curious to know whether the demonic race's body-refining divine abilities are superior, or whether this seat's physical body is even better?" Demon Sage Gushan replied, his eyes blazing with Xiong Xiong fighting spirit.

Qin Ming: "."

Roar! Only to see that in the next moment.

Before everyone's horrified gazes, Demon Sage Gushan revealed his true form, transforming into a three-hundred-plus-zhang Mountain-Colossus Giant Ape, towering between heaven and earth.

In an instant, overwhelming demonic qi descended upon this world, stirring wind and clouds, like a demonic god.

Covering the white fur of the Mountain-Colossus Giant Ape was a layer of blood-qi true force; clearly, he had already entered the door of cultivating the 'Heavenly Demon Body Refining Strategy,' though he had not reached the level Qin Ming had.

Demon Sage Gushan opened his angry eyes wide, slapped his chest with both arms, joined his five fingers into a fist, and struck across a distance of several thousand zhang, smashing toward Qishang Mojun opposite him.

The Nascent Soul Demon Monarch from the Ghost Nether Palace let out a strange cry; how would he dare to withstand this blow hard, and he immediately fled for his life without delay.

He could clearly feel that the power of this fist was something a Nascent Soul early-stage demonic cultivator like himself could not possibly withstand.

Yet in the next moment.

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At the moment Ghost Nether Mojun fled for his life, he cast a glance toward Qishang Mojun.

He saw that Qishang Mojun's expression remained calm; facing such a terrifying Demon Sage, he did not choose to retreat, but instead fixed a cold gaze forward and formed a strange hand seal with his fingers.

In an instant, dense clusters of pitch-black, eerie demonic runes crawled all over Qishang Mojun's body, completely enveloping him.

Boom! Qishang Mojun's demonic qi surged violently, instantly transforming into an eight-armed, wrathful-eyed Jin Gang Demon Avatar; his pitch-black demonic body towered over three hundred zhang high, with each of his eight arms forming a different hand seal.

His imposing presence was in no way inferior to the Mountain-Crushing Giant Ape opposite him, resembling the descent of a world-suppressing Demon God.

"The True Body of Yuan Sha!"

"I never expected Qishang Mojun to have actually refined such a supreme demonic body!"

Ghost Nether Mojun cried out in shock, recognizing this demonic avatar at a single glance.

Qin Ming's demonic infant, forced by circumstances and seeing that Demon Sage Gushan had already made his move, knew he too had to get serious.

His demonic infant's body-refining cultivation had reached the stage of Physical Sagehood, having fused together both the 'Heavenly Demon Body Refining Strategy' and the 'True Scripture of Yuan Sha Seed Demons'.

The demonic runes on the eight-armed Jin Gang Demon Avatar flashed brilliantly, while a black demonic wheel manifested behind him; 'Qishang Mojun' clenched his eight fists and struck toward the Mountain-Crushing Giant Ape opposite.

Boom-crack! As their physical bodies collided, heaven and earth changed color; black lightning flashed in the mid-air, and blinding arcs of electricity tore through the firmament!

The exaggerated shockwave instantly turned the demonic cultivators in the sky above Wangyue Island into fine powder.

Even that ten-zhang void anomaly and the thousand-zhang demonic warship were shattered, collapsing into countless fragments that rained down from the sky.

Two giants, resembling primordial behemoths, exchanged blows with fists and feet, fighting flesh against flesh.

Wherever they passed, almost no grass survived; any cultivator nearby caught in the aftermath was instantly shattered without even having time to let out a scream.

After half an incense stick's worth of time and a bout of close-quarters combat, the two separated once more.

Demon Sage Gushan's mountain-like body was covered in ferocious, terrifying wounds, from which demon beast blood continuously gushed forth.

Gazing at the demonic body of Qishang Mojun opposite, he felt secretly astonished; hailing from the Mountain-Crushing Giant Ape clan, he rarely had rivals in the path of physical cultivation.

Yet at this moment, he had fought Qishang Mojun to a standstill, and had even suffered a slight disadvantage.

The True Body of Yuan Sha seemed to possess defensive capabilities even superior to his own.

Qin Ming's demonic infant was in much the same boat as his opponent, having sustained some injuries, which meant he wouldn't need to feign injury upon returning.

"Demon Sage Gushan, mountains and waters always meet again; next time we shall settle our superiority!"

Seizing the opportunity, he struck a fist that forced Demon Sage Gushan back, then quickly flew away from Wangyue Lake together with that Ghost Nether Mojun.

Demon Sage Gushan watched 'Qishang Mojun' depart and did not pursue further; he could see that continuing the fight would not result in killing the opponent.

He withdrew his innate divine ability, transformed back into an iron-tower-like burly man, and landed on Wangyue Island.

Seeing this, Qin Ming couldn't help but heave a long sigh of relief; fortunately, this fellow wasn't stubborn enough to continue the chase.

He hurried forward, took out a fourth-grade Sweet Dew Pill, handed it to the other, and asked with concern, "Fellow Daoist Gushan, are you alright?"

Demon Sage Gushan did not stand on ceremony; he accepted the spiritual pill and swallowed it, after all, he had rushed specifically to support Wangyue Island. "I never expected Qishang Mojun to have actually cultivated the demonic race's supreme technique—the True Body of Yuan Sha. It is so troublesome; if his cultivation advances another step, I fear he will not be so easy to deal with."

After swallowing the pill, Demon Sage Gushan's complexion improved slightly, and the wounds on his body began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Fellow Daoist Qin was able to fight that person to a draw, which shows your divine abilities are also extraordinary."

Hearing this, Qin Ming's face showed a strange expression; he could only smile bitterly and say, "Fellow Daoist Gushan overpraises me; Qin Mou merely relied on the advantage of a spiritual treasure, otherwise I truly would not be a match for that demon."

He had long told Demon Sage Gushan not to engage, yet the man simply wouldn't listen to advice, insisting on fighting him; if he had let Qishang Mojun leave, wouldn't everything have been resolved without incident?

However, through this exchange, Qin Ming had genuinely perceived the strength of Demon Sage Gushan.

Of course, the other party likely still had some trump-card bloodline abilities held in reserve, so it was hard to say for certain.

At the same time, Qin Ming gained a clear understanding of his own demonic infant's physical cultivation strength.

(End of Chapter)