Chapter 82: The Great Dragon Forces a Team Fight, Chaos in Qingyang Market Town

Night fell, the moon bright and the stars sparse.

Qin Ming left Qingyang Market Town, piloting a spiritual light shuttle toward a certain place.

About an hour later.

He arrived at the base of a cliff, then unfolded his divine sense to search carefully.

A moment later.

On a rock wall not far away, Qin Ming discovered a faint mark.

"This should be the place."

He extended his fist and smashed it against the stone wall.

Boom! A cave entrance two zhang high appeared before Qin Ming's eyes.

This was the 'feng shui treasure land' Feng Yuan had told him about before departing.

Truth be told, if the other party hadn't told him, an ordinary person would absolutely never find this place.

According to Feng Yuan's final account, this cave had been discovered by chance by the two brothers long ago while hunting demonic beasts.

Qin Ming cautiously swept his divine sense through the interior of the cave; finding nothing abnormal, he stepped inside.

He followed the path inward for several hundred zhang, finally reaching the deepest part of the cave, where he discovered a skeleton sitting cross-legged on a stone slab ahead.

Qin Ming walked over to examine it closely, then couldn't help but let out a deep sigh. "Alas! Fellow Daoist Feng."

The owner of the remains was undoubtedly Feng Yuan.

Beside the corpse lay that dragon-shaped token and that yellow map.

Qin Ming reached out and gently grasped them, causing both objects to fall into his hand.

First, he toyed with the token for a while and discovered that after injecting magic power into it, it could trigger a golden curtain of light accompanied by a dragon's roar.

Afterwards.

He opened that map and began studying it carefully.

Upon seeing it, Qin Ming immediately felt as though he had seen the material of this map somewhere before.

Suddenly!

A flash of inspiration struck his mind; he remembered!

Qin Ming patted his storage bag and took out the beast hide recording the 'Hundred Treasures Glazed Sutra'.

Upon comparison.

He discovered with surprise that it was exactly the same material as the map! Just then.

The two beast hides overlapped, and a string of red dashed lines gradually lit up on them, ultimately pointing to a certain location within the ancient ruin.

And it clearly marked out a safe and swift route.

"This ruin actually has two entrances and exits!"

"If that is the case, once the ruin opens, perhaps I can sneak in to give it a try."

Originally, Qin Ming had no intention of getting involved in the affairs of the ruin, but since it concerned his main cultivation method for body refinement, he wavered.

Moreover, the beast hide indicated that this map was the only one in existence, meaning only he knew of this secret passage.

Qin Ming put away the two items.

Speaking to Feng Yuan's remains, he said, "Fellow Daoist Feng, I will certainly fulfill what I promised you."

"I have already killed two core disciples of the Spirit Feather Sect; taking these two items now is not taking them for nothing."

"Rest in peace."

Having said this.

Qin Ming stepped out of the cave and cast a spell to seal the entrance shut once more.

One hour later.

Qin Ming returned to the vicinity of Qingyang Market Town.

Gazing forward, the corners of his mouth lifted in a smile.

At this moment, within his sea of consciousness lay quietly a green leaf-shaped term: 【Dark Illusion】.

This had refreshed not long ago when several black fruits formed again on the Black Vine, which he had then hastened to ripen.

After using this 【Dark Illusion】 term, one could consume the essence of vegetation to create an illusion capable of assuming the form of any object and possessing the ability to move, lasting for about the time it takes to burn one stick of incense.

Qin Ming focused his will on the term leaf.

In an instant.

Tiny specks of green light appeared in the air beside him, flickering like fireflies.

Qin Ming knew this was the essence of vegetation, so he silently conjured the image of Elder Gu of the Spirit Feather Sect in his mind.

Immediately.

The essence of vegetation before his eyes shifted and transformed, taking on the appearance of Elder Gu.

It was lifelike, nearly reaching the point of being indistinguishable from the real thing.

It was just that this illusion lacked vitality and appeared slightly stiff; however, for Qin Ming's current needs, it was sufficient.

Qin Ming injected a wisp of magic power into 'Elder Gu' and issued a command.

Then he handed the dragon-shaped token to 'Elder Gu', instructing, "Go."

The Elder Gu conjured by 【Dark Illusion】 nodded woodenly, took the dragon-shaped token, and flew in the direction of Qingyang Market Town.

Watching 'Elder Gu' depart, Qin Ming said with amusement, "Elder Gu, you shall be the one to start this team fight!"

He then landed on a mountain peak and quietly observed Qingyang Market Town from afar.

Tonight was destined to be sleepless.

……

'Elder Gu' soon landed before the archway of Qingyang Market.

The guards of the Lingyu Sect, seeing that it was Elder Gu arriving, hastily bowed in salute and granted passage.

'Elder Gu' nodded, then entered Qingyang Market.

One of the guards scratched the back of his head, saying somewhat perplexed, "Why does Elder Gu look a bit strange today?"

"Where is he strange?" another guard asked.

"I can't quite put my finger on it."

After entering the market, 'Elder Gu' turned from the main road into an alley and took out that dragon-shaped token.

At this moment, the dragon-shaped token, perhaps having sensed the presence of other tokens within the market, began attracting one another.

It started buzzing, and then surprisingly began to tremble.

'Elder Gu' hesitated no longer; with a leap, he sprang into mid-air and hurled the dragon-shaped token in his hand toward the sky above the center of the market.

Roar! In an instant, a dragon's cry echoed throughout the entire Qingyang Market.

In the sky above the market's center, a golden curtain of light manifested the illusory figure of a giant dragon.

It seemed to be summoning the other tokens.

Having done all this, 'Elder Gu' fell back into the alley, dissolving into scattered points of fluorescent light and vanishing without a trace.

"Look quickly!"

"It's the last dragon talisman token!"

"It has finally appeared!"

"Don't anyone try to snatch it from me!"

Within Qingyang Market, at this very moment, countless figures leaped into the air toward the dragon-shaped token.

Chaos was about to erupt! Cultivators from the various major sects and forces of all stripes immediately turned red-eyed with greed.

The previously unspoken standoff between parties suddenly collapsed.

The sudden appearance of this last dragon-shaped token

acted like a fuse, completely detonating the long-stalemate situation among the various forces.

"Brothers! What are you all still standing there dazed for?"

"Our chance has come! Zero spirit stones to buy! The path to Foundation Establishment is right before our eyes!"

Taking advantage of the sects and noble families fighting over the token, the rogue cultivators mixed within the crowd below also shed their disguises and began killing and looting throughout the market.

Boom—boom—boom! The Lingyu Sect's second-tier 'Azure Sky Water Curtain Great Formation' activated at full power! A cyan curtain of light, like a dome, enveloped the entire Qingyang Market.

From above, it launched powerful spells one after another, striking the cultivators causing trouble below, and began forcefully suppressing the riot.

Boom—boom—boom! Crack-crack-pop-pop!

An even louder explosion of spells came from the direction of the Mingzhen Tower of the Lingyu Sect.

Intermingled within were the sounds of magical treasures colliding.

In a flash, another tremendous roar was heard, and the entire nine-story Mingzhen Tower collapsed with a crash, turning into a pile of ruins.

Watching from afar, Qin Ming was dumbfounded, his scalp tingling with numbness!

From within the ruins, several trails of escaping light shot out.

Leading them was none other than Zheng Qingran, a Foundation Establishment elder of the Lingyu Sect.

He happened to be on rotation guarding Qingyang Market; he never expected that just a few days after arriving, he would encounter such earth-shattering calamity.

"Qingxia Xianzi, Linghu Qing, what is the meaning of this?"

"Do you intend to start a war with our Lingyu Sect?"

Elder Zheng Qingran's face was filled with rage, blood gushing from his chest; clearly, he had been injured in the magical battle just now.

The Baihua Saintess of the Baihua Sect, wearing a thin pink veil and smiling like a blooming flower, circulated her magic power to transmit her voice throughout the entire market: "Let all forces hear this clearly!"

"Jinyun Valley and the Lingyu Sect are plotting treachery; the Upper Sect has ordered all parties to join forces and exterminate them!"

"Jinyun Valley has just been annihilated by the Upper Sect; now only the Lingyu Sect remains!"

Within the market.

Inside a weapon forging shop, an old man with graying hair, looking at the sudden catastrophe unfolding outside the window, said with an astonished expression, "The heavens are about to change."

(End of Chapter)