This Old Man is a Dao Sect Preacher

Falling to the ground, Qin Yang looked at the human-shaped charcoal on the ground, sighing, "Why didn't you believe me? Is trust between people in this world really that bad?"

Using Skill Books to learn things, his speed was terrifyingly fast. Even with the Purple Firmament Dao Scripture, comprehending what he could at this stage only took the time of a meal. Since establishing his Dao Foundation, further comprehension would naturally emerge as his Divine Sea grew stronger...

However, comprehending a blue-covered secret technique to the point of successful execution was naturally incredibly fast.

Did this guy really think that what he comprehended in such a short time was all garbage?

Experientialism kills people...

The power of the Lightning Attraction Secret Technique, as long as enough time is accumulated, is indeed terrifying. That one strike consumed a full third of his True Essence. In comparison, even a Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator would probably expend all their True Essence to unleash such a lightning strike.

"Forget it, although you chased me down, you also kind of assisted me in the end. I can't let you be exposed as a corpse in the wilderness..." Qin Yang muttered to himself, taking out a coffin and placing Steward Qiu's charred corpse inside...

Then...

He put it into the Storage Bag specifically for storing coffins...

Burying him out of kindness was natural, but Steward Qiu was rich, with several magical artifacts on him, and he was a Foundation Establishment late-stage cultivator. Would he still be human if he didn't Corpse Touch after killing him?

Corpse Touching first, then burial, that's the custom.

This place was at least a hundred or two miles away from those three great experts, but who knew if those great experts would notice, or if they would see him Corpse Touching.

Ever since he really Corpse Touched the Purple Firmament Dao Scripture, Qin Yang knew that this skill was much more powerful than he thought, so powerful that he couldn't understand it.

It's best not to let others know, especially those great experts whose eyes were almost blinded by the spiritual light emanating from the other person.

After cleaning everything up, Qin Yang once again mounted the Purple Crane. Before he could take off, he heard an earth-shattering roar.

"BOOM!"

The explosion caused Qin Yang to lose his hearing, see stars, and his head became dizzy. The flow of True Essence within his body stagnated, and he felt as if he was being crushed by a thousand pounds, his whole body weak.

After a moment, he recovered slightly and looked up, his pupils shrinking instantly.

The Secret Realm phantom in the sky shattered like a broken painting, breaking into countless pieces. Some fragments left behind trails of light, like shooting stars streaking across the sky, disappearing into the horizon in an instant. Others turned into nothingness, the phantom dissipating, as if an invisible mouth devoured it.

The Secret Realm had finally collapsed...

The collapse of a Secret Realm, what was seen here was just a phantom, but the aura leaking from the remaining cracks gave Qin Yang the illusion that he couldn't breathe and was about to die.

The sense of powerlessness of silence, destruction, and everything returning to nothingness, the determination to destroy life, would make anyone feel frustrated by the limitations of human power in the face of such a trend.

No wonder the Banyan Tree Demon, a monster with vast and unfathomable power, didn't hesitate to cut off its own arm, only seeking to leave as soon as possible.

"Spectacular, isn't it?" A sigh rang out beside Qin Yang.

Qin Yang turned around vigilantly. Beside him, at some point, appeared a disheveled old man with a big nose, small eyes, and grease stains on his lips and beard, emanating a smell of... low-quality roast chicken.

Just from the smell, Qin Yang knew that the roast chicken was overcooked...

But at this moment, Qin Yang was in no mood to care about these things. His muscles were tense, his heart was pounding, and the flow of True Essence began to accelerate.

When did this old man come? Standing next to him, he hadn't noticed at all until the other party spoke, only then did he realize there was someone else beside him!

Expert!

At least two major realms higher than him, at least a Divine Sea Grand Cultivator! "It's quite spectacular," Qin Yang honestly replied, and even asked another question, "What are those shooting stars? What about the disappearing phantoms?"

"Those streamers of light are all spiritual artifacts with sentience that flew out and escaped on their own after the Secret Realm collapsed. As for those disappearing phantoms, they represent the parts of the Secret Realm that collapsed, completely returning to nothingness, or drifting into the void, or disappearing completely. In short, they are gone forever and are unlikely to reappear." The old man's face showed even more vicissitudes, as if he had thought of something.

"Unlikely means there's still a possibility?"

"It's possible that they drift in the void for tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands of years. If they haven't completely returned to nothingness, and they are lucky enough to drift to this world, they may fall back to the earth. Who knows? They may also disappear forever..."

"Senior, aren't you going to look for those magic treasures? It is said that they were left behind by the Purple Firmament Dao Lord." Qin Yang asked tentatively, hoping that the old man would leave quickly. It would be strange if there wasn't pressure with such a master standing next to him.

"Just some spiritual artifacts, with only a very few treasures among them, which were intercepted by those three long ago. Besides, apart from those external objects, the greatest treasure is right next to me. Why seek far and wide?" The old man turned around and stared at Qin Yang with a smile.

"Cough, senior is joking..." Qin Yang's heart tightened, and he grinned dryly.

"Don't worry, others can't see through it. I have supernatural powers and can see the vitality in your Storage Bag, soaring straight into the sky. This kind of vitality is so outstanding that it can be compared to a precious medicine. I am old and don't value external objects, but I value this kind of treasure more."

Qin Yang secretly lamented in his heart. He had just become a nouveau riche, and now he was about to return to the pre-liberation era? "Senior, are you going to kill and seize treasures? Is it okay to just seize treasures and not kill people?" Qin Yang asked with a bitter face, only hoping that this person was not a murderer...

"Bullshit!" The old man's face darkened, and he suddenly straightened his back, looking proud: "I am a Dao Sect Preacher, how could I do such a shameless thing."

"Thieves' Sect?"

"It's Dao Sect, the gate of the Great Dao!" The old man wiped his mouth, shook his body, and the dirty robe on his body immediately turned into a blue Daoist Robe. His messy hair also turned into a Daoist bun, with white beard and white hair, looking like an immortal Daoist master.

"Oh, senior, don't blame me. I was judging a gentleman with the heart of a villain. I said that senior is a Daoist master, how could he rob a little Foundation Establishment guy like me? If you want to rob, you should at least rob those three great powers..." Qin Yang breathed a sigh of relief and immediately flattered him, putting high hats on the old man's head as if they were free...

"Hmph, even those three are not qualified for me to rob!" The old man stroked his beard and laughed.

He finally had someone to praise him, and the old man was very happy, feeling good in his heart, but suddenly he heard Qin Yang speak again.

"Then senior, do you want to buy it? It's okay to sell some to senior."

The smile on the old man's face suddenly froze, and he turned his head to stare at Qin Yang, feeling a little complicated in his heart.

Damn it, he was led into a ditch by a junior...

Robbing is too low-level and lacks skill, what's the difference between it and a brute, but if you steal it...

If those three bastards over there find out, and spread the word the next day, wouldn't my face really stink, even worse than the rats and thieves in the market...

If it gets out, wouldn't it be like stealing candy from a child, a rat even worse than a rat?

"Senior, do you want to buy it? It's okay to exchange things, senior can just give me something casually, and it's okay to exchange some for senior."

The old man frowned, looking at Qin Yang's face, which was sincere with a hint of expectation...

It was like in the market, a little kid with a sky-piercing braid, holding candy with a sincere face and asking him if he wanted to buy it...

If he really tricked this junior, wouldn't it be equivalent to pulling his face down and throwing it into the cesspool, and then throwing two stones on it to hold it down...

The old man frowned like he was constipated, and even felt a hint of shame in his heart.

"I... I can't afford it..."

Thanks to the red dress of God and the 500 starting coins reward of Zhan Tian Kuang Yao.

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