Chapter 235

Looking at Chen Yuan, who fell down not far away with unwillingness, Song Qingming, who was already covered in sweat, also breathed a long sigh of relief.

This attack just now consumed almost eighty percent of the magic power in his body. If he hadn't killed Chen Yuan this time, he could only fight to the death and flee in a panic. By then, unless he had heaven-defying luck, he would definitely still die in Chen Yuan's hands.

The green light needle Song Qingming used just now was also the Formless Jade Wind Needle he had practiced for many years. It was just that the one he used this time was more special than the one he used before.

After practicing this cultivation technique of Formless Jade Wind Needle to a certain stage, the jade needle transformed by the magic power in the body would also become very sharp and hard as iron. As long as there was enough magic power, he could also fuse dozens of jade needles condensed from magic power together to become a large jade needle with power far exceeding the usual.

The power of the jade needle launched in this way also far exceeded ordinary spells. This was also the reason why Chen Yuan's water-shaped shield was easily pierced by it.

Song Qingming only barely managed to do this two years ago. Although this spell, after being strengthened, was very powerful, it also had a very obvious shortcoming: it required a long time of spell preparation and consumed a lot of magic power. As far as Song Qingming's current magic power in his body was concerned, he could barely perform it once in a battle.

Regardless of the size of the spell's power, it would also change greatly with the cultivation base of the person casting the spell. Although this spell still had great defects at present, when Song Qingming's cultivation base improved in the future and he had enough magic power in his body, he could also treat it as a low-rank fireball spell and cast it at will.

Although Chen Yuan was not very powerful in head-on fighting and his magic treasures were also very ordinary, his cultivation base was one level higher than Song Qingming's. If Song Qingming and he fought head-on, it would certainly be difficult to distinguish the winner in a short time.

Before launching the attack, Song Qingming had also formulated his own tactics. He had already been poisoned at this time and couldn't drag it out by consuming with him. He could only choose to take some risks and use strange moves to have the certainty of winning.

Fortunately, Chen Yuan had been cultivating for many years and was also a cautious person. He used the Soul-Confusing Banner to successfully bluff him for a moment, winning limited time for himself to condense the jade needle.

If the opponent was a reckless person who ignored the interference of the Soul-Confusing Banner and chose to attack at the beginning, Song Qingming wouldn't have had so much time to complete this spell and make this fatal blow.

After collecting the magic treasures on the ground, Song Qingming searched Chen Yuan's fat corpse again, accidentally found several storage bags, then released a fire to burn him clean, and left here quickly.

Although the battle with him just now didn't last long, the commotion was not small, and it might attract other people with intentions. His magic power had been exhausted now, and there was poison on his body that could break out at any time. Staying here was indeed too dangerous.

After walking out from the bottom of the cliff, Song Qingming simply walked another ten miles south and found a desolate cave abandoned by a low-rank monster on a relatively desolate small hillside to hide in.

Although this monster's cave was very messy inside and the smell was a bit unpleasant, fortunately, the location was hidden enough, which was very suitable for him now. In order not to let others easily discover this place, Song Qingming also specially spent some time arranging a set of concealment arrays at the entrance of the cave to hide the cave entrance outside.

Song Qingming first checked the location where he was poisoned on his arm and found that his arm was now black, and there were some numbness. He hurriedly took the antidote pill again and concentrated on running his magic power for a few hours, finally forcing all the toxins in his body out.

Fortunately, before entering the secret realm, he made full preparations and brought a lot of antidote pills. Although these antidote spiritual pills couldn't remove the toxins at once, they still inhibited the severe toxins in his body very well and didn't let them affect his battle just now. Otherwise, if the poison broke out not long after the beginning, it might be his turn to die under Chen Yuan's knife now.

After removing the hidden dangers in his body, Song Qingming grabbed time to swallow a few more healing pills, took out a middle-grade spirit stone, and began to absorb the pure spiritual energy in the spirit stone, wanting to restore his own magic power at the fastest speed. It wasn't until the magic power in his body had recovered more than half that the hanging heart of Song Qingming gradually relaxed.

After coming out of the Inner Valley, he had been running around with fear for more than a day, and had a big battle with Chen Yuan. Song Qingming was already exhausted. Now that he had finally found a place to rest with peace of mind, Song Qingming leaned against a stone wall in the cave and slowly closed his eyes.

Song Qingming stayed in this cave for three days. It wasn't until the last day when the secret realm was about to close and he felt a violent spiritual power fluctuation coming from the outside world that Song Qingming walked out carefully from inside.

Just as he expected, the secret realm channel had been reopened. At this time, a huge black vortex had appeared above the sky, pitch-black and unfathomable.

After the black vortex stabilized, sword lights appeared slowly above the sky. Those were the cultivators who survived in the secret realm, who were now rushing to pass through the channel and return to the outside world.

Some of them were in rags and covered in blood, obviously having survived cruel battles, while others were calm and fresh, and he didn't know if they really had strength or just found a good position to luckily avoid others' prying eyes.

Song Qingming didn't wait much, stepped on his flying sword directly, and followed the first batch of people to pass through the pitch-black channel.

After a familiar feeling of dizziness struck, Song Qingming successfully returned to the small hillside before entering the secret realm. Following the cultivators in front, after handing over the identity token he bought for one hundred spirit stones before going in, Song Qingming and the dozens of cultivators who came out in the first batch stepped onto the transmission array platform they came on again.

After the white light flashed, everyone returned to Taiyue Lake Workshop. Song Qingming, standing on the transmission platform, took a look and found that the Golden Core True Persons who led the large sects he saw when he went in didn't appear here, so he gradually relaxed.

As long as Fire Phoenix didn't have any accidents, no one should know about his secret entry into the Inner Valley with Fire Phoenix this time. Although it shouldn't be difficult for Fire Phoenix to shake off the Spirit Hidden Sect cultivators who were chasing her with her strength, one should be afraid of ten thousand, just in case. After all, no matter how high the cultivation base was in the secret realm, it would be suppressed. Although one or two people wouldn't be her opponents, if they were surrounded by a group of them, even if Fire Phoenix was powerful, she would be outnumbered.

If Fire Phoenix really had an accident, Song Qingming would also be very likely to be implicated. Although he was coerced by Fire Phoenix, he, as a human cultivator, helped the monster race enter the Inner Valley to collect spiritual items. Once the Carefree Sect knew about this, he and the entire Song family would suffer a devastating disaster.

There were forty or fifty people in the first batch who returned to the outside world. Song Qingming looked for them but didn't find the Huang family members who came with him, so he returned directly to the guest inn where they stayed in the workshop.