Chapter 780: The Destination of Good and Evil, Absolutely Impossible (Large Chapter Added, Seeking Monthly Tickets)

The "Red Fire Divine Art" in Qiu Wuxin's mouth was a profound cultivation method unique to "Falling Maple Valley," and it was also the main cultivation method he had practiced for many years.

This cultivation method was created by a Nascent Soul senior of "Falling Maple Valley" and could be cultivated directly to the Nascent Soul realm. It had always been valued by the sect's ancestors, and only the core disciples focused on by the sect had the possibility of being passed down this cultivation method.

There were not many people in the sect who practiced this "Red Fire Divine Art," and outsiders had no way to practice it.

And the three red blood lights released by this green-robed man were exactly the same as the "Red Fire Divine Art" he practiced, and they could interfere with his use of magic power to urge the magic treasure through the blood light.

This was clearly something that only someone who had also practiced the "Red Fire Divine Art" could do, and the other party's understanding of this cultivation method seemed to be no less than his own. Otherwise, it would be impossible to find the key point of his cultivation method so easily and interrupt his spellcasting.

There were less than ten people in the entire "Falling Maple Valley" who were qualified to practice the "Red Fire Divine Art," and Qiu Wuxin was the one who had practiced this cultivation method to the highest realm.

At this moment, seeing that the other party could actually compete with him in the cultivation method, this made Qiu Wuxin even more shocked, and he really couldn't figure out who this green-robed man was and why he could have such a profound understanding of the "Red Fire Divine Art."

"This cultivation method was not created by you, why can't I practice it? Fellow Daoist Qiu, this statement of yours is a bit too much!" Facing Qiu Wuxin's shock, Song Qingming's expression was always very indifferent.

"No matter how you stole the cultivation method from our Falling Maple Valley, and no matter who you are, since you met me today, you can only die!"

There are many cultivation methods in the cultivation world, but generally, when cultivators practice cultivation methods, they will try their best to choose cultivation methods that are different from others, just to avoid encountering enemies who practice the same cultivation method in the future.

Once you encounter an enemy who knows your cultivation method very well, the other party knows the weaknesses of the cultivation method like the back of their hand, and it is easy to find corresponding methods to restrain you, which will make you suffer a lot when fighting with the enemy.

Now Song Qingming's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Golden Core, which is not much worse than his own. If the other party really cultivates to a higher cultivation realm in the future, it will definitely be able to have a certain restraint on him in the cultivation method and become a huge threat to him in the future.

After knowing that the other party had practiced the "Red Fire Divine Art," Qiu Wuxin was already very wary of Song Qingming in his heart at this moment. No matter what, he could not let the other party leave here alive.

After speaking! Qiu Wuxin didn't want to continue to entangle with Song Qingming about this matter anymore. The blood-colored spiritual light on his body began to flicker again, and the powerful momentum on his whole person increased by a few more points.

Then Qiu Wuxin waved his hand and took out a purple elixir that could rapidly restore magic power from his body and swallowed it into his mouth.

Then he continued to pour all his magic power into the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" in his hand. With the influx of a large amount of magic power, a huge flame immediately emerged on the sword body, burning off the three red blood lights that Song Qingming had covered on the sword body.

"Hmph! This guy's cultivation is only at the eighth level of Golden Core, how could he compare his magic power with me? Even if you know the Red Fire Divine Art, so what!"

Seeing that the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" had gotten rid of the other party's control, Qiu Wuxin showed a look of satisfaction on his face, and then prepared to wave his sword to attack Song Qingming again.

But just when Qiu Wuxin was waving his sword triumphantly, the red blood light on the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword," which was still burning with raging flames, suddenly faded a lot.

Even the power of the sword light he waved weakened by more than half instantly. Just as it arrived in front of Song Qingming, it was forcibly blocked by the magic treasure "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" he released.

Seeing Song Qingming so easily block his blow, Qiu Wuxin showed a look of confusion on his face again.

However, before Qiu Wuxin could figure out the situation, the flames entangled on the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" had already retreated rapidly, and even the red blood light on his body dissipated rapidly.

Immediately after, the powerful momentum on Qiu Wuxin's whole person also dissipated rapidly. Before long, he discovered that the magic power in his body, which had been surging just now, suddenly began to concentrate toward the dantian automatically.

"This... what is going on? What did you do just now?"

After discovering the abnormality on his body, Qiu Wuxin, who had just been triumphant, suddenly showed a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly cast a spell, wanting to control the chaotic operation of the magic power in his body.

But no matter how Qiu Wuxin tried, the magic power in his body seemed to no longer listen to his orders, and most of it slowly returned to the dantian, and it was impossible to operate and cast spells normally at all.

The "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" used by Qiu Wuxin was itself a fourth-grade or higher magic treasure, and Golden Core cultivators needed to consume extra large amounts of magic power to control it.

With the abnormality of the magic power in Qiu Wuxin's body, the magic power he could still control was less than 40%, and even the "Li Huo Chi Xin Sword" in front of him could not be controlled, so he had to helplessly step forward and put it away directly.

Then he summoned a third-grade high-grade magic treasure to protect himself, turned around, and looked at Song Qingming not far away, wanting to find the answer he wanted from the other party's face.

And at this time, Song Qingming, seeing this scene, did not have the slightest change on his face, obviously everything that happened on Qiu Wuxin was within his expectation.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, since your means have all been used up, it should be my turn next!"

After Song Qingming spat out a sentence lightly, he patted his waist lightly, and a cyan jade bottle quickly appeared in front of Song Qingming from the storage magic tool.

Subsequently, Song Qingming quickly cast a spell with both hands, and the magic power within his body surged madly into the cyan jade bottle, which immediately emitted a burst of green spiritual light, radiating waves of powerful pressure.

At this moment, Qiu Wuxin, who was already somewhat at a loss, saw the "Cyan Light Bottle" magic treasure that Song Qingming had taken out, and a look of astonishment appeared on his face once again.

"A Tier 4 magic treasure! This... this is impossible."

The "Cyan Jade Bottle" magic treasure in Song Qingming's hand was precisely the Tier 4 magic treasure he had found in the underwater cave in Qinghe several years ago; after years of refining by Song Qingming, he had long since been able to use it normally.

Ever since this magic treasure fell into Song Qingming's hands, it had never been used in front of others; apart from Bai Yunhua, who had explored the underwater cave with him back then, no one had ever seen this object.

This time, facing a top-tier Core Formation expert like Qiu Wuxin, Song Qingming did not dare to be careless in his heart.

Even knowing that the opponent had already had most of his magic power sealed and could not exert much of his strength, Song Qingming still decisively chose to bring out this, the strongest magic treasure on his person.

Qiu Wuxin, whose strength had suddenly plummeted, had originally wanted to rely on the excellent magic treasures and spiritual objects on his person to fend off his opponent for a while.

But seeing Song Qingming directly take out a Tier 4 magic treasure at this moment, his last shred of luck was instantly extinguished by his opponent, and he turned around, wanting to flee the spot.

However, just as he had moved, the "Cyan Light Bottle" magic treasure in Song Qingming's hand had already emitted a cyan sword light that struck toward the position in front of Qiu Wuxin, forcing him to turn and defend.

Although this Tier 3 superior-grade defensive magic treasure on Qiu Wuxin was also a high-level magic treasure with very good defensive capabilities.

But facing an attack from a Tier 4 magic treasure enhanced by the "Cyan Jade Treasure Refining Art," the power of this magic treasure still seemed somewhat insufficient; it only helped Qiu Wuxin block for a moment before the protective barrier it manifested was quickly pierced through by the cyan sword light shot out by the "Cyan Light Bottle."

Consequently, this defensive magic treasure was also struck with several cracks by this blow and could no longer be used.

Seeing this, Qiu Wuxin could only take out another Tier 3 superior-grade spiritual talisman, which transformed into a shield to block in front of him, only then forcibly intercepting the remaining power of this cyan sword light.

After managing to deal with the opponent's strike with great difficulty, Qiu Wuxin was just about to retreat when several huge bronze mirrors suddenly appeared around him, surrounding him and blocking his path of retreat.

Seeing this, Qiu Wuxin immediately cast a spell to release a high-level flying sword magic treasure, wanting to destroy these bronze mirrors that were obstructing him.

However, the strength he could exert at this moment was less than half of his usual, while the natal magic treasure "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" that Song Qingming displayed, after being tempered by the "Cyan Jade Treasure Refining Art," had a power that already exceeded that of ordinary magic treasures of the same tier.

Even though Qiu Wuxin had exhausted all his means, facing the cage formed by the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," he simply had no way to escape easily.

Just as Qiu Wuxin was struggling to escape, the "Cyan Light Bottle" in Song Qingming's hand had already gathered another sword light, heading straight for Qiu Wuxin.

The "Cyan Light Bottle" magic treasure that Song Qingming obtained was an offensive magic treasure similar to a talisman treasure that had a limit on the number of uses; after being refined by a cultivator, the "Cyan Light Bottle" could store a total of three powerful sword lights, but after use, it required at least several days to re-store spiritual energy before it could continue to be used.

Although there were many restrictions, the power of the sword light shot out by the "Cyan Light Bottle" each time was not something an ordinary Tier 4 magic treasure could compare to.

The first sword light earlier had easily destroyed a Tier 3 superior-grade defensive magic treasure on Qiu Wuxin and forced him to use another Tier 3 superior-grade spiritual talisman to cope.

And the second sword light that Song Qingming controlled the "Cyan Light Bottle" to shoot out was even more ferocious in momentum, with power several degrees stronger than the first sword light.

Facing this second sword light, whose power already exceeded his imagination, a look of despair finally appeared on Qiu Wuxin's face, and he hurriedly poured all the little magic power he had left into the last Tier 3 superior-grade defensive spiritual talisman on his body.

But this high-level spiritual talisman, upon which Qiu Wuxin had pinned all his hopes, ultimately did not save his life, and Qiu Wuxin was pierced through by the cyan sword light along with his entire body.

Looking at the huge bloody hole in his chest and feeling his vitality slowly fading away, Qiu Wuxin looked at Song Qingming not far away with a face full of disbelief.

"How could it be like this, you... who exactly are you?"

"When a fellow Daoist is so insatiable in calculating against others, have you never thought that you would have such retribution today? The cycle of the Heavenly Dao, good and evil eventually have their destination; who I am is actually not important."

Facing the look of unwillingness on Qiu Wuxin's face, Song Qingming put away the magic treasure in his hand before slowly responding to the other party.

But at this moment, Qiu Wuxin looked at Song Qingming with a trace of shock, and being unable to hold on any longer, it took him a while to slowly spit out the words from his mouth.

"I know who you are now; you must be a descendant of that Old Ancestor Feng. The Old Ancestor guessed correctly; he really didn't die. This is truly..."

As the vitality on his body gradually dissipated, Qiu Wuxin did not finish the last sentence in his mouth before he fell directly from the high altitude.

Seeing that Qiu Wuxin had completely lost his breath, Song Qingming hurriedly stepped forward to snatch the storage bag from his body, then released a burst of pill fire to incinerate his corpse in mid-air.

"Regardless of what grievances there were in the past life, I hope we won't meet again in the next!"

Watching Qiu Wuxin's corpse slowly disappear between heaven and earth, Song Qingming stood on the spot and muttered to himself before turning to put away the scroll magic treasure on the outermost edge of the two's battlefield.

This magic treasure's ability to trap enemies was very useful; it was something Feng He had specifically lent to Song Qingming to deal with Qiu Wuxin, but unfortunately, it was pierced with a large hole by the "Li Fire Red Heart Sword" in his hand during the battle just now.

To continue using it, he would need to find a way to repair it.

After killing Qiu Wuxin and obtaining the opponent's storage bag, Song Qingming could be considered to have successfully completed the task entrusted by Feng He; although there were some twists and turns in the process, it was generally quite smooth.

Qiu Wuxin's strength did indeed exceed Song Qingming's expectations; under the condition that his magic power was mostly sealed, he was actually still able to block the first sword light of his "Cyan Light Bottle."

If it weren't for the cultivation technique specifically for dealing with him given by Feng He, Song Qingming might not necessarily have been able to take down the opponent if he had faced Qiu Wuxin head-on.

Fortunately, his own preparations were quite sufficient, and with Feng He controlling the method to restrain the opponent's cultivation technique, this battle did not have any unexpected situations.

Just as Song Qingming came out of the scroll and was preparing to leave, he happened to see the white-clothed woman who was also trying to flee from here not far away.

"Why is it you!" Seeing that it was Song Qingming who came out of the scroll first, the white-clothed woman was slightly stunned.

Turning to look, she discovered that the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" that had been entangled with her had already disappeared, leaving only a golden ball of light that was still emitting waves of spiritual light at the scene.

Seeing this scene, the white-clothed woman reacted instantly and hurriedly rushed toward the position of the golden ball of light, but a cyan-clothed figure had already taken the ball of light into his hand a step before her.

"Fellow Daoist, this puppet beast was something I took with great difficulty; you always doing this, repeatedly stealing the fruits of others' victory, isn't that a bit inappropriate!"

Looking at Song Qingming, who was carefully examining the three-inch-sized "puppet beast" in his hand, a look of annoyance suddenly appeared on the white-clothed woman's pretty face, and she couldn't help but rebuke Song Qingming.

And Song Qingming, who had obtained the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast," shook his head at her with a smile and said: "This thing clearly belonged to Qiu Wuxin; how did it become yours?

If I hadn't killed him, I'm afraid you would still be entangled by him and unable to escape!

You don't thank me for helping you escape danger, but instead, you are haggling with me over this object; that makes me somewhat disappointed." "You clearly snatched something from a young woman like me, and you still say I'm haggling; you really have no manners!" Facing Song Qingming's rebuttal, the white-clothed woman's face turned red, and she was also quite angered by him.

Although she was unwilling, the white-clothed woman was somewhat helpless facing Song Qingming, who was stronger than her, at this moment; after sighing slightly, she turned her gaze to the battlefield not far away.

"Fellow Daoist, has that person surnamed Qiu really been killed by you?"

The battle between Song Qingming and Qiu Wuxin just now had been shrouded by Feng He's white scroll magic treasure, and the white-clothed woman, who was fighting the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" outside, had not seen the process of their battle.

And before this, the white-clothed woman had long since experienced Qiu Wuxin's strength; possessing a Tier 4 magic treasure and numerous high-level spiritual objects, he could definitely be considered a top-tier expert among Core Formation cultivators.

Even for ordinary late-stage Core Formation cultivators with similar cultivation bases, it would be difficult for two or three people to join forces and have a chance to defeat Qiu Wuxin, let alone kill him directly.

In the white-clothed woman's view, Song Qingming must have underestimated Qiu Wuxin's strength before; even if he had some ability to entangle with the opponent, it was still unlikely that he could defeat Qiu Wuxin.

Therefore, after the two started their battle, the white-clothed woman had been focused on wanting to escape this place quickly, lest she be unable to escape after Song Qingming was killed by the opponent.

However, just as she wanted to flee, she was blocked by the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" released by Qiu Wuxin, and she had not been able to completely shake off the puppet beast behind her until the battle between the two ended.

Just now, when she saw Song Qingming come out, the white-clothed woman thought she had seen wrong, and it wasn't until the puppet beast that had been entangling her automatically returned to its original form that she realized Qiu Wuxin might have already perished.

But even so, the white-clothed woman still found it hard to believe that Song Qingming could really kill such a difficult opponent as Qiu Wuxin so easily in such a short time.

Facing the doubt on the white-clothed woman's face, Song Qingming nodded calmly and replied: "Fellow Daoist, rest assured, this person has already been killed by me, and you will not be in any danger.

However, this guy's identity is somewhat unusual; I estimate that it won't be long before his companions find their way here. If there is nothing else, you had better leave here quickly!"

After speaking, Song Qingming put away the Tier 3 superior-grade "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" in his hand and turned to leave the place.

Seeing that Song Qingming wanted to leave, the white-clothed woman suddenly stepped forward to block him, then wore a smile and bowed to Song Qingming:

"I didn't expect that you could really kill this person; I was a bit short-sighted before, I hope you don't mind! In any case, meeting you today can be considered a stroke of fate. I am Shen Yun; I don't know how to address you, Fellow Daoist."

Seeing the white-clothed woman suddenly change her attitude, with no trace of the previous resentment on her face, and seemingly wanting to make friends with him, Song Qingming was also somewhat surprised.

However, he did not pay much attention to this, directly giving her the name "Jin Feng" that he had used on the island before, and then bowed and left the spot.

The reason Shen Yun suddenly changed her attitude toward him was naturally because Song Qingming's act of killing Qiu Wuxin was too shocking.

It was just that she did not know that the reason Song Qingming was able to kill such an expert as Qiu Wuxin so quickly was not because his strength was truly that strong, but because there was a Nascent Soul expert, Feng He, plotting behind the scenes.

But Song Qingming could not possibly explain so much to Shen Yun; he himself was not a cultivator from the "Tianhai Cultivation World," and coming here was just to help Feng He take revenge; he estimated that he would not have any dealings with her in the future.

As for the name "Jin Feng," it had already been used on the island before; as long as the other party checked carefully, they could find it, so there was no need to deliberately hide this matter.

"Jin Feng... this name is really somewhat ordinary!"

Waiting until Song Qingming's figure disappeared into the horizon, Shen Yun, who was standing on the spot, muttered the name she had just learned, then took out her flying boat and turned into an escape light to leave in the opposite direction. — Hundreds of miles away from where Shen Yun left, several escape lights were rushing toward this place quickly.

One of the cultivators holding a compass magic treasure was the fastest, walking at the front of the team, while controlling the flying boat to travel, he carefully watched a bright light on the compass in his hand, preparing to adjust the direction of advance at any time.

"Eh! ... What is going on?"

Just as they were traveling quickly, the bright light on the compass in the hand of the cultivator in front suddenly disappeared, making this person unable to help but exclaim out loud.

"Sect Master Senior Brother, what is it, what happened?"

Seeing Luo Liangshan, who was leading the way in front, suddenly stop, several Elders of the "Falling Maple Valley" beside him hurriedly leaned toward his side and asked directly.

Facing everyone's doubts, Luo Liangshan pointed to the compass in his hand and replied with a trace of surprise: "I don't know what happened; Junior Brother Qiu's natal talisman seal just disappeared suddenly."

"How is this possible? The natal talisman seal is something we all carry with us when we come in; unless the cultivator has fallen here, it is impossible for it to disappear inexplicably.

That white-clothed woman only has a Core Formation Level 6 cultivation base; how could she possibly be Junior Brother Qiu's opponent?

Her two companions have already been left behind by us and cannot circle around to our front; Sect Master Senior Brother, is there something wrong with your Star Gathering Plate?"

After this cultivator finished speaking, he immediately took out a magic tool identical to the "Star Gathering Plate" in Luo Liangshan's hand and cast a spell to drive it.

But soon everyone discovered that the result displayed by the "Star Gathering Plate" in his hand was the same as the one in Luo Liangshan's hand; none of them displayed Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman seal.

At this, everyone in "Falling Maple Valley" was shocked, and for a moment, they stood on the spot not knowing what to say.

After a while, Luo Liangshan shook his head and said: "Everyone, don't worry; Junior Brother Qiu's natal talisman seal disappearing does not necessarily mean he has fallen.

There are many strange techniques and methods in this cultivation world that we haven't all seen; I have heard before of people whose natal talisman seals were shielded because they fell into special restrictions.

In the Wind and Thunder Hall, there are still many residual ancient restrictions in many places; it is also possible that Junior Brother Qiu accidentally triggered some restriction and was temporarily trapped inside."

"Uh! ... Yes, yes, yes, what the Sect Master Senior Brother said is correct.

Junior Brother Qiu possesses the Li Fire Red Heart Sword and numerous high-level spiritual objects bestowed by the Old Ancestor; even three or five cultivators of the same tier might not be able to keep him, so how could he fall so easily?

We people of the six major sects have long agreed in advance that we must not kill each other in the secret realm; in this secret realm, apart from them, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to kill Junior Brother Qiu so quickly."

"I think so too; Junior Brother Qiu's personality is to like adventuring everywhere, and he would absolutely not easily let go of any spiritual objects he wants.

I estimate that after killing that white-clothed woman and obtaining the Thunder Infant Fruit, he found another place where spiritual objects were hidden, which led him to accidentally trigger some special restriction, causing him to lose contact with us.

I think we should continue to search in this direction; we should be able to find him soon. Perhaps in a while, when he breaks free from the restriction, that natal talisman seal will appear on its own."

"..."

The people of "Falling Maple Valley" chattered, and soon they speculated about the sudden disappearance of Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman seal, suspecting that he had just accidentally triggered some restriction and gone missing, and had not really fallen in here.

After all, as fellow disciples, they were naturally very clear about Qiu Wuxin's strength.

Although he had only just broken through to Core Formation Level 9 not long ago, Qiu Wuxin's cultivation technique and the high-level spiritual objects on his person far exceeded those of ordinary cultivators of the same tier; even a peak Core Formation cultivator like Sect Master Luo Liangshan was not his opponent in a battle.

Apart from a few elite disciples among the six major sects and a very few peak Core Formation cultivators like the hunchbacked old man among the numerous rogue cultivators, there were not many people in the secret realm whose strength could approach his.

Even for a peak Core Formation cultivator like the hunchbacked old man who held a Tier 4 magic treasure, the possibility of defeating Qiu Wuxin head-on was not high, let alone being able to kill him so quickly.

Unless he was unlucky enough to encounter a siege by numerous Core Formation experts, there would be a slight possibility of him falling in the secret realm.

But the cultivators of the six major sects had long had an agreement in advance not to kill each other, and other rogue cultivators at most traveled in groups of three or five; it was impossible for them to have the ability to kill Qiu Wuxin.

Precisely because of this, the people of "Falling Maple Valley" did not dare to believe for a moment that Qiu Wuxin would suddenly fall in the secret realm like this.

Only Chen Shutian, who had been standing aside without speaking, did not feel too surprised after hearing the news that Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman seal had suddenly disappeared.

At first, she did not have absolute confidence in whether Song Qingming could successfully kill Qiu Wuxin, and she had been very nervous about it.

Until she heard the news of Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman seal disappearing, although Chen Shutian's face also appeared very surprised like everyone else, her heart was completely at ease at this moment.

And the hunchbacked old man and the black-clothed woman not far behind them were still rushing desperately with worried expressions, wanting to catch up to them.

"Old Qi, do you think Junior Sister Long will be alright? It's all my fault; I shouldn't have thrown the spiritual fruit to Junior Sister Long. It was just a Tier 4 spiritual fruit; even if we didn't snatch it, we shouldn't have let Junior Sister fall into danger alone."

Hearing the black-clothed woman's self-reproach, the hunchbacked old man's face did not change much, and he sighed softly: "The matter has reached this point; it is also a tribulation for us to go out and train this time, so you don't need to say these things anymore.

Rest assured! If anything really happens, I will personally explain this matter to the Sect Master after we return, and I will not push all the blame onto you."

Hearing the hunchbacked old man's comfort, the worried look on the black-clothed woman's face looked a little better, and the two accelerated their escape speed a little more. — Just as the people of "Falling Maple Valley" and the hunchbacked old man were desperately rushing to the battlefield where Qiu Wuxin fell, Song Qingming, who had already left that place, had arrived above a deserted great hall.

"This place is not far from the edge of the Wind and Thunder Hall; as long as I cross that mountain peak and walk another ten or so miles forward, I should be able to leave here smoothly."

After killing Qiu Wuxin, Song Qingming, who had successfully completed the task of this trip, also successfully obtained the "Thunder Infant Fruit" he had been longing for.

At this moment, he was thinking of leaving the vicinity quickly, finding a safe place to hide, and slowly waiting for the secret realm to end before taking advantage of the chaos to leave "Wind and Thunder Island."

It was dangerous everywhere in the inner hall of the secret realm, especially with many cultivators near the "Wind and Thunder Hall," which was even more unfavorable for cultivators to hide.

Therefore, for Song Qingming, it was best to escape to the outer hall while many cultivators were not paying attention to him; that place had a wider range, and there were far fewer Core Formation cultivators, so it would be relatively safer.

Just as Song Qingming was crossing the last mountain peak to escape the "Wind and Thunder Hall," he suddenly saw a flash of spiritual light in the mid-air ahead and hurriedly stopped his steps.

"Who is it? Why are they fighting in such a place?"

Seeing the spiritual light coming from ahead as if cultivators were fighting, Song Qingming immediately cast a spell to drive the "Phantom Boat" to hide his figure and carefully slowed down his escape speed.

Just as Song Qingming was flying to one side, wanting to bypass the fighting position ahead, he did not expect that the people fighting would suddenly approach the direction where he was.

"How could it be them? This is really somewhat coincidental!"

Of the two people fighting not far from Song Qingming, one was holding a huge flying sword more than three zhang long, with dozens of flying swords entwined beside him.

The other person was empty-handed and had no magic treasures beside him, only a pair of very dazzling golden light rings wrapped around his hands. It was precisely Xiao Haoran and Han Feng, who had been fighting all the way here from under the "Thunder Infant Fruit Tree."

As core disciples of the top two sects in the "Tianhai Cultivation World," the two's strength was not much different; they had been fighting for several hours, from the depths of the "Spirit Medicine Garden" to the edge of the "Wind and Thunder Hall," but they still had not determined the winner.

Before entering the secret realm, Song Qingming had long heard from the three people, Du Fangling and others, that they were the top Core Formation experts in the "Tianhai Cultivation World" today.

Seeing Han Feng and Xiao Haoran approaching him while fighting, Song Qingming, who was hiding in mid-air, also felt a sense of impending disaster; if they discovered the "Thunder Infant Fruit" on his body, it would probably be very difficult to escape today.

In terms of cultivation and fighting ability, Han Feng and Xiao Haoran were probably ranked above Qiu Wuxin; facing them now, Song Qingming definitely had no great chance of winning.

Thinking of this, Song Qingming did not dare to delay and directly turned around to change direction, retreating into the depths of the "Wind and Thunder Hall," not daring to continue moving forward.