Wheeling Dao

Standing at the entrance, Qin Ming felt a sense of grandeur, almost unbelievable. At the end of the main hall, a glowing path led directly into the night sky.

A White-Clad Woman, her black hair swaying in the night breeze, walked out from under the bright moon, appearing hazy and ethereal, as if she had fallen from the heavens.

Could there really be such a person? Qin Ming couldn't believe it.

Because Wu Yaozu's grandmother had told him that the most powerful Old Senior followed the "Rainbow Transformation" route in the Fourth Forbidden Land couldn't come down after flying to the moon.

How can this woman live on the moon?

Moreover, she arrived effortlessly, strolling along a path as if in a leisurely garden, bathed in Moon Essence!

"Mirror Flowers, Water Moon, ha!" Qin Ming imitated Lu Zizai from their first meeting, his tongue crackling like lightning, with electric sparks flying everywhere, and his body was also releasing an extremely strong and yang energy.

However, nothing happened. On the path at the end of the main hall, the woman, still surrounded by a bright glow, walked slowly and steadily.

The main hall was completely silent.

From afar, the woman, dressed in white, appeared ethereal and otherworldly, truly possessing unparalleled beauty.

As she drew closer, her tall figure became apparent, and the curves of her body could be vaguely seen beneath her white dress. Her hair shimmered with a subtle sheen, and everything about her seemed perfect.

However, the face was completely obscured, veiled by dark hair. As one approached, this not only ruined the earlier ethereal beauty but also added an eerie quality.

This easily evokes the image of a female ghost in white emerging from the night fog. Qin Ming's expression turned solemn.

He stepped into the main hall, and almost collapsed to the ground, as he was pressed down by a heavy, mountain-like force that he could hardly withstand.

The source of the pressure was the glowing walls of the main hall, where scriptures were inscribed!

One of the Ancestor of Silk Book Method, the old man who once visited this place, left behind scriptures whose every character is like a radiant mountain, so heavy that it's hard to breathe.

Even a body as strong as Qin Ming's, as radiant as the Scorching Sun, was on the verge of collapse.

However, he struggled to look up, staring at the wall, trying to imprint all the words into his mind, even though his body could no longer bear it.

"That old geezer is scribbling all over the place." The White-Clad Woman muttered to herself, and with a gentle wave of her hand, a thick white mist spread out, obscuring the wall and making everything invisible.

The pressure on Qin Ming disappeared, but he showed no joy. He said, "Senior, I would like to read the text on the wall." "You came for this scripture," the White-Clad Woman said.

"Yes!" Qin Ming nodded. It was better to be honest in front of beings at this level.

"Want to gain something here? No problem, but it depends on your potential and what level you can reach." The White-Clad Woman spoke gently, with a good temper, radiating no unpleasant pressure.

However, Qin Ming's heart skipped a beat. If she were so good-tempered, so many people wouldn't have ended up in a dead end.

"In the past, a hundred schools of thought contended, and dozens, even hundreds, of paths advanced simultaneously. However, most of them were just empty talk. How many are left now?" The White-Clad Woman's voice remained gentle.

She paused slightly, then said, "I no longer enjoy empty talk; I prefer to see practical Wheeling Dao. That's why there are quite a few losers in this temple."

Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. If she were to personally participate, how could they possibly "swipe"? He hadn't expected it to be so dangerous! "Among the New Life Evolver here, who is the strongest?" the White-Clad Woman asked.

A ghostly figure suddenly appeared, bowing and replying, "The old man who inscribed words and left scriptures on the wall."

The White-Clad Woman stood at the far end of the hall and said, "Let him go. He wasn't left behind, and his powers weren't fully formed, so we can't use him to fight."

She turned to look at the spiderweb in the palace and said, "Little Spider, you have listened to others discuss the Dao here for hundreds of years. Your cultivation is not shallow either. Go and spar with him."

Then she looked down at a wall where there was a footprint that had sank the ground deep, with a puddle of paste-like substance in the center.

She pointed with her hand, and a snow-white light flew out, instantly pulling a black spider out of the footprints.

Qin Ming was horrified, because this spider's body was apparently as large as a mountain, yet it had been so easily trampled to death in the past?

"Little Spider walked the God Path," the bewildered black spider replied. It too was but a wisp of obsession, having died many years ago.

"I haven't specified any particular path or method; as long as you're in the First Realm, it's fine," the White-Clad Woman said.

Then, the black spider grew to the size of a millstone, its surface gleaming with a dark gold sheen, radiating Divine Wisdom as if clad in a sacred armor.

Qin Ming's expression was solemn. This was a test in the main hall of the Divine Temple, an unprecedentedly dangerous place. Throughout history, few sages who came here had ever come out alive.

He took it very seriously, pushing his Heavenly Light Force to its limit, almost burning up, like a real Solar Yang rising and illuminating the place.

He will naturally give it his all!

Ahead, where the black spider was, a thick fog swirled, and strands of silver threads intertwined—not tangible spider silk, but rather the expansion of its Divine Wisdom.

In an instant, Qin Ming felt his head spin slightly. Had the attack already begun? It had even entered the Spirit Domain!

However, this was only a temporary discomfort. In an instant, flames erupted from his body, and the opponent's spiritual threads, as if they were tangible, were ignited.

Qin Ming respected his opponent greatly, and in this situation, he dared not hold back even the slightest trick. This time, his newly integrated and unified Heavenly Light Force erupted in full force.

"Boom!"

Like a mountain collapsing and a tsunami crashing, he was like Golden Crow soaring through the sky, illuminating this palace. Without the constraints of a physical body, he was even faster in this state, and even the Heavenly Light could take shape.

A Great Spear appeared in Qin Ming's hand.

The giant black spider was shocked. Its layers upon layers of spiritual ripples were completely burned away by the Golden Haze emanating from the opponent's body. It couldn't stop or block it at all.

The Divine Wisdom emanating from its body formed a spiderweb, which then spread forward.

Unfortunately, it was still useless. The network of the Divine Dao Domain was scorched by the Scorching Sun that suddenly appeared, quickly shattered and collapsed, turning completely to ashes.

Qin Ming Overlord Spear with both hands and cleaved it down.

The giant black spider had nowhere to avoid or hide from, because this was an unprecedented Heavenly Light Force that could Spirit Travel, as fast as the Light of Consciousness.

It could only withstand the onslaught. Its eight spider legs danced, each wielding Demon Subduing Pestle, a treasure bottle, Lightning Hammer, and other weapons, all crashing forward together. In an instant, Thunderfire surged, lightning flashed and thunder roared, and Divine Wisdom scattered everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, the giant spider turned into a paste and returned to the footprint. It had been swiftly cleaved in two by Qin Ming's Overlord Spear.

The White-Clad Woman nodded and said, "Hmm, not bad. Little Spider is just the threshold for this place. Only after you cross it will you be qualified to spar with others and test your own limits."

Tai Ming remained silent. He sensed that although this woman appeared ethereal and spoke gently, she seemed quite cunning. Just how many opponents was she going to arrange for him?

He couldn't help but ask, "Senior, how many people do I need to spar with?"

He spoke frankly and directly about his purpose in entering the Divine Temple: first, to find the lost scriptures of his lineage, and second, to find a Five-Colored Bottle.

The White-Clad Woman said, "If you have an outstanding performance, one duel will suffice; but if you are just so-so, you'll have to fight several more times."

With a wave of her hand, she summoned a handsome young man from the dried bloodstains on the ground. The moment he appeared, Pure Yang Consciousness Spirit Light flowed from his body.

Qin Ming was astonished. The first realm was Pure Yang Consciousness Spirit Light? This was outrageous!

He immediately spoke up, "I believe that among the strongest lineages in the Beyond the Mundane, no one can achieve such a performance in the First Realm."

"Haven't you heard of the Pure Yang Body?" the woman smiled.

Qin Ming said, "Pure Yang Body is only beneficial for cultivation, allowing the early generation of a small amount of Pure Yang Consciousness Spirit Light. If one were to achieve complete Pure Yang Transformation, that would already make one a senior expert."

He looked at the young man with a solemn expression; this must be a Old Senior.

"I'm not from this road. Hmm, is that so?" the woman asked the young man. "Yes! You killed me with your own hands back then," the young man said.

Qin Ming felt that the Divine Temple master was indeed a swindler. If that was the case, would he be able to leave alive? However, he still chose to believe Wu Yaozu's grandmother.

The White-Clad Woman said calmly, "That's because you're outdated; your knowledge is all too obsolete and useless for paving the way. You'd be better off wasting resources and making way for younger people."

With a wave of her hand, the young man transformed back into a pool of dried blood on the ground.

She looked at Qin Ming and said, "Your Heavenly Light Force, which is separated from your body, has already begun to take form, equivalent to the methods of Outer Saint. This is a bit beyond the scope of the Dao. How about this, I will bring your physical body here, and I will personally create a human form so that she can fight your true body using the methods of your path."

Qin Ming suspected that she was going to get involved herself!

The main Divine Temple, shrouded in the night fog, resembled a dark, imposing mountain.

The creatures in the Strange Town could not see through the thick fog, but could only vaguely see the area gradually brightening, with the light and mist swirling around them, creating a rather mystical scene.

Just then, people were astonished to discover that in a dilapidated courtyard at the other end of the town, a body shrouded in light and mist flew across the sky and disappeared into the Divine Temple.

Many people extended their Consciousness Spirit Light and Divine Wisdom, trying to see the true appearance of that body, but they were blasted away by the light mist, each letting out a muffled groan. Their sea of consciousness felt as if it had been hit by a hammer, causing them excruciating pain.

"I already said, he's not one of those on the New Life Path. You see, in the end, he used his Consciousness Spirit Light to move his true form to join the battle."

Some people firmly believe that he is a great figure from Beyond the Mundane!

Someone countered. "Wrong, that's clearly a method of my Esoteric Sect, guiding the physical body."

"Perhaps you're all wrong. He's already suffered a crushing defeat and is about to be completely annihilated. The Divine Temple Master has locked his true form away." Others hold this view, believing that Li Wanqiu is beyond redemption.

Inside the main hall of the Divine Temple, Qin Ming returned to his physical body and felt better than ever before. He was able to use the Heavenly Light more smoothly earlier, but it felt like he was adrift without roots.

Now, with his feet firmly planted on the ground, he seemed to be one with the whole world, in harmony with the pulse of heaven and earth, giving him a sense of Dao Emulates Own Inherent Spontaneity.

"Hmm, it seems you are indeed quite remarkable."

The White-Clad Woman offered this genuine praise for the first time, then added, "You have some of my former glory."

Qin Ming wondered, was this really a Old Senior? Her mindset just didn't seem right!

"How many times have you New Life as Otherworlder?" the White-Clad Woman asked, as she sculpted a body from afar, sending out specks of white light.

"Seventh New Life," Qin Ming truthfully reported.

"Alright, she's now in the state of Seventh New Life." The White-Clad Woman smiled and waved.

A figure approached from a distance, with a full head of white hair, a thin body, and a slightly hunched back—it was an Old Woman. When Qin Ming saw her, he was utterly shocked. This was the old woman from the Cui Household! Hadn't she broken anything after falling?

The White-Clad Woman said, "Hmm, she was a dead person. I repaired her remains, but some lingering attachments remain. Alright, you spar with her."

The Old Woman's eyes were initially somewhat vacant, but as her obsession intensified, she actually recognized Qin Ming and gritted her teeth in anger.

Then, she understood her situation and her own state. She gained many insights and wisdom she had never had before on her New Life Path.

"Ha, Divine Temple. Although I've never heard of it, I can feel all sorts of obsessions and resentments here. They can't get out. You should stay here too, become a dead person, and never be able to return to the outside world!" The Old Woman charged forward as if she had gone mad.

Qin Ming activated the River Luo Scripture, instantly filling the air with mist. Then, he unleashed his Thunder Fire Force, and with a deafening boom, a bolt of lightning struck down, causing the Old Woman's white hair to stand on end.

It must be said that the White-Clad Woman was very mysterious, and she temporarily raised the Old Woman's potential limit to a terrifying degree. Although her body turned black, it was not pierced through.

However, Qin Ming was now certain. He had been verifying whether the old guy was truly in the New Life Realm, and now he was relieved!

He was seething with anger, and now that he could finally see that old hag, he could finally vent his frustration and get rid of a grudge.

Since embarking on the New Life Path, he has never been so miserable. He was blasted apart by Spiritual Field and the Heavenly Light Force, and experienced a near-death ordeal!

The White-Clad Woman was lost in thought; the battle before her was somewhat bloody, and it hadn't lasted very long.

Qin Ming came out with a do-or-die attitude, his fighting spirit bursting forth, and his flesh and blood surging with Heavenly Light. He had never fought any opponent with such "dedication".

At this moment, he unleashed a series of powerful moves, one killer move after another, each punch landing with flesh and blood, each kick landing with the sound of bones cracking.

The Old Woman was like a Torn Cloth sack that had been beaten and scattered everywhere, missing limbs and becoming unrecognizable in the blink of an eye.

"How is that possible?!" She felt that her current achievements were many times greater than when she was a girl. She had truly reached the highest level of the New Life Realm, enough to look down on the world and amaze the Night Mist World.

However, Qin Ming grabbed her wrist and treated her like Scarecrow, smashing her all over the ground, which was Restrictions by runes and was exceptionally hard.

Finally, her arms were torn off, her body was smashed into pieces like broken porcelain, and all the bones in her body were broken.

"You beast!" She was furious and felt deeply humiliated. What kind of status and position did she have to be treated like this? She felt like she was about to be smashed to pieces. With a bang, her jaw shattered, and all her Old Huang flew out.

Qin Ming looked on with disgust. At the last moment, he raised his right foot, his entire sole glowing brilliantly. He stomped down suddenly, crushing her with a bang, and she was gone forever.

"You cheated!" The White-Clad Woman was incredulous. That was a fighting tool she had personally crafted; how could it have been defeated so quickly and so miserably?

Qin Ming faced her openly and frankly, indicating that she could investigate.

"My hands were itching!" The White-Clad Woman walked over, her lotus-like steps graceful, runes emanating from her feet, and she was enveloped in moonlight, appearing both sacred and transcendent.

The only incongruity was that her black hair covered her face, which detracted from her unparalleled beauty.

"Alright, as long as it's within the First Realm, I'm happy to oblige!" Qin Ming said, quite excited, really wanting to test the Divine Temple's master on the same level.

(There's more to come!)