Torn Cloth Gives Birth

"I'm not sure. It's just a small Earthen City, but legend has it that the city's walls are made of white jade and it's very large!"

According to the records in "The Records of Kunlun Godlike Beings", the Divine Cicada and other Near-Immortal creatures all fled after seeing the city.

Therefore, these Ancestor did not want to get too involved.

After discussion, they decided to disconnect the passage.

They quickly severed the connection between the six coffins and the Torn Cloth.

"Are even Godlike creatures susceptible to the ravages of time? They've all decayed."

At this moment, they opened a coffin, and inside came a creature with a human head and a snake's body, reeking of decay and almost completely rotting.

"It's because these corpses have been providing power to the passage for years, and they're almost drained of their own energy."

After the connection between the six divine coffins and the Torn Cloth was severed, the latter fell like fallen leaves.

In an instant, several large hands reached out to grab.

Cao Qianqiu then thrust out a spear engraved with divine symbols.

However, four hands struck him simultaneously, causing him to groan and blood to trickle from the corner of his mouth.

His face was gloomy. Ever since returning from Black White Mountain, he had been plagued by bad luck. Even with this spear that seemed to be related to a deity, he was injured one after another.

Qin Ming was somewhat dissatisfied; this was his second time entering the Giant Palace.

In fact, the other survivors also harbored strong resentment; were they really being used as cannon fodder?

"Who will be willing to enter a third time? Extra reward will be given!" an old man from the Great Yu Dynasty asked.

After resting for a sufficient amount of time, Qin Ming thought about it and decided to sign up voluntarily.

Because his Torn Cloth is still inside, and if he doesn't retrieve it soon, Yao Ruoxian will personally come to the rescue, and it might be very troublesome for him to get it out.

Most importantly, the previously overwhelming gloomy mist in the Giant Palace was not as dense anymore, and he guessed that the Torn Cloth had absorbed all the essence.

"Three thousand Day Gold, plus a book of Extraordinary Art." The people of the Great Yu Dynasty readily offered Qin Ming their price.

Qin Ming smiled, his mood finally improving considerably. This time, he chose the <Wind Riding Scripture>.

In any case, he gained a lot this time, acquiring two Extraordinary Art in one day.

Even though I have recently reached the Outer Saint realm, I don't need to worry about not having any new Extraordinary Art to practice.

An old man generously said, "Young man, your archery skills are divine. This time, I will give you thirty-six Arrow Feathers forged from a mixture of Jade Iron."

Many people are satisfied with this Divine Archer, knowing that his cleanup work is the most efficient.

"Princess, it was him! He shaved my head bald! How awful!" The Four-Winged Bird beside Yao Ruoxian said indignantly, wearing a little red hat to cover its bald head.

After Qin Ming stormed in, he shot down the half-rotten ghosts. He found an opportunity to move through the black fog, leaving his companions behind. With buildings blocking the old man's view from the outside, he approached the pool.

Sure enough, the pitch-black pool water had become much clearer, like clear soup, and was no longer as opaque as ink.

Qin Ming could clearly feel that the Torn Cloth cloth had grown larger, especially in the area with the thick black fog, where the increase was obvious, resembling a world of night.

"Splash!"

He had just Torn Cloth out of the water when he saw it shake violently. Then, to his astonishment, he saw a second Torn Cloth leap out as well.

He wondered if he was seeing things. What kind of pool was this? And how could Torn Cloth have given birth here?!

Qin Ming quickly confirmed that a second, smaller Torn Cloth had indeed appeared.

He stared in disbelief. This pool was connected to the Sub-Mother River?

In the overlapping space, in the dangerous territory, Cao Qianqiu was furious.

Although he's been having a lot of bad luck lately, with all sorts of accidents happening frequently, he was actually quite lucky just now.

When several Ancestor attacked together, Torn Cloth flew over, but he grabbed it and held it tightly in his hand.

He clearly sensed that this thing was extraordinary; no matter how much power he applied, he couldn't damage the tattered cloth in the slightest.

However, at the crucial moment, the previously still piece of cloth suddenly trembled violently, broke free from his Pure Yang Spirit Light, and disappeared into the earth's veins.

What I had just gotten my hands on flew away again!

At the same time, several Ancestor have arrived and joined forces to attack Cao Qianqiu, seeking to seize the mysterious shards of cloth.

Qin Ming was certain that nothing was that absurd; Torn Cloth couldn't possibly produce offspring. This was a New Cloth that had come to him willingly!

In an instant, the two pieces of cloth joined together and then became one.

A small area, about the size of a palm, appeared with new scenery, but he didn't look at it closely and quickly put it away.

He had initially felt some regret at not resonating with any special scriptures here, but now he was completely at State of Mind. With two Extraordinary Art and a second piece of Torn Cloth, the trip had been incredibly fruitful, more than enough!

As he drew his bow and shot down the demons, he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine, sensing that the surrounding Yin Qi had intensified and that an even more powerful ancient being had appeared.

Qin Ming understood the situation. Yao Ruoxian had personally come down and rushed to the poolside, crushing the monsters that had been there earlier with overwhelming force. She had also discovered the black treasure seal surrounded by characters in the pool.

Qin Ming turned and ran; it was clear that something big was about to happen.

Sure enough, as soon as he rushed out, chaos erupted in the Giant Palace.

Yao Ruoxian took the Black Seal, and thousands of strands of Dark Light appeared in her palm. She also plucked the rare ghost medicine, which angered the crowd and even awakened the sleeping old ghost.

In an instant, this place erupted in wailing and howling, filled with Sha Qi, and completely boiled over.

Not only in the Giant Palace, but even in the original ruins, the ground cracked, and ghosts and monsters emerged from the Yin Soil, looming and lunging at the crowd.

Yao Ruoxian rushed out. She was definitely someone who had surpassed the Second Realm. Her cultivation was profound, and her Consciousness Spirit Light was brilliant. She fought her way outside with her spoils of war and was immediately protected by a group of old guys.

Everyone started running away in a panic!

Because this is no ordinary place; with so many buildings, it must be a stronghold for Ghost Cultivator.

Qin Ming sensed something was wrong. Some of the old ghosts were terrifying, their Yin Qi Chongxiao, and their cultivation levels frighteningly high. He knew he couldn't outrun Yao Ruoxian and those old guys; if he tried to escape with them, he would definitely end up being dragged down with them.

He immediately did the opposite, and when he saw several young ghosts, he went up to them and then deliberately let them knock him to the ground.

Qin Ming shielded himself with the dim Heavenly Light, letting them pounce and devour him.

Of course, separated by a layer of light, these ghosts couldn't actually harm him.

Sure enough, he was safe for the time being. When the old ghosts saw him being overpowered, none of them paid him any attention. They all rushed into the distance to hunt down stronger enemies.

Qin Ming couldn't just wait there. Carrying the six little ghosts that were entangled with him on his back, he ran in a direction where the old ghosts were no longer chasing him.

He planned to take a detour and leave the boundless Black Mist of Kunling.

Along the way, sensing the old ghost's Heavenly Fiend, he immediately lay down on the ground, letting the six little ghosts pounce and bite him.

Qin Ming fled and stopped intermittently, carrying the ghost on his back.

During this time, he was astonished to discover that one of his fellow practitioners, an old man from the Great Yu Dynasty, was covered in blood, severely injured, and carrying an old ghost on his back as he ran.

However, the old man was very unlucky; there was still an old ghost chasing after him who hadn't given up on him.

Clearly, this person lacks the strength to carry two ghosts.

This old ghost is extremely powerful; he seems to be at least in the Third Realm.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ming deliberately lay down on the ground and remained motionless.

What chilled him to the bone was that the old man was utterly inhuman, leading two old ghosts towards him, and upon getting close, he kicked several of the smaller ghosts to pieces.

Qin Ming was shocked and furious. He had done his best to help Great Yu Dynasty, but this old guy was so insidious, trying to expose him and shield him from disaster.

Fortunately, the old ghost didn't think much of him and continued to hunt down the old man from the Great Yu Dynasty without stopping.

Qin Ming gritted his teeth. That old bastard was too vicious. He had no grudge against anyone, yet he did such a thing.

He quickly reattached the two half-broken but still alive little ghosts to himself, not caring about such things in order to survive.

He chose a safer path again; he had to leave quickly, as the wicked old man here was even more dangerous.

Not far away, a deafening roar came from the old man and the two old ghosts fighting desperately, a life-or-death struggle.

A moment later, Qin Ming sensed something was wrong. The surroundings were quiet, but he felt a chill run down his spine. He suddenly turned around and saw a figure covered in blood quietly approaching.

"Senior, congratulations on killing two fierce ghosts in a row, a brilliant achievement!" Qin Ming said, but in his heart he was Curse that it was actually the old man from before.

Although this guy didn't dare to carry two ghosts on his back, he fought desperately and still managed to win.

The old man was covered in wounds and swayed precariously. His chest and abdomen had been ripped open, but he had forcibly closed them using Secret Method. There was also a bloody hole between his eyebrows. He had paid a terrible price.

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and said, "Heh, young man, you're really composed. Alright, take out all the gold notes you have. Five thousand Day Gold in total from these two transactions. That's a very tempting amount."

Qin Ming said in a deep voice, "Seniors, I have devoted myself to the Great Yu Dynasty, risking my life, and in the end, you treat me like this?"

He was furious. This old man had harmed him before, and now he was trying to steal his belongings. It was clear that he would not let him go in the end and would definitely kill him.

The old man smiled faintly and said, "This is my own will, and has nothing to do with the Great Yu Dynasty. By the way, you still have two Extraordinary Art manuals on you, right? Take them out as well. My good-for-nothing grandson is just as useless as you, and can only take the New Life Path. It's perfect to take them back for him to practice."

Qin Ming wanted to kill him on the spot. This old guy not only wanted to harm him, but also belittled him like this. What kind of character was he?

The old man stepped forward and said, "What, you're still not convinced? Hand over the item, and I might consider letting you go."

Without a doubt, he couldn't let Qin Ming go, but he was afraid that Qin Ming would tear up the gold notes or shatter his Extraordinary Art, so he wanted to keep him calm for the time being.

"Don't even think about fighting back. You're just a mere Outer Saint; you can't possibly contend with the Third Realm expert. You'd be instantly killed." The old man said calmly.

He knew Qin Ming was an amazing archer, but at such close range, the other party simply didn't have time to draw his bow and shoot.

Most importantly, he had witnessed the other party's Heavenly Light Force before. Although it was extraordinary, it was not Tathagata Force or the Jade Clarity Force. Even though he was seriously injured, this young man was not a threat.

Qin Ming gripped the hilt of his sword, but did not draw it from its sheath for the moment. He said, "Senior, you are seriously injured. Why are you still trying to ambush me in this condition?"

"Ha, even if I retain only a tenth of my power, you are still no match for me. Don't even dream of a miracle or turning the tide."

When the old man felt the distance was about right, suddenly, a Consciousness Spirit Light with a slightly Pure Yang attribute shot out from between his eyebrows and slashed towards Qin Ming.

In the past, he wouldn't have needed to get this close, but now he was severely injured by the two vengeful ghosts and was extremely weak.

With a clang, Qin Ming drew his sword. The Mutton Fat Jade Iron Saber instantly shone brightly, far surpassing its previous brilliance, for this was a terrifying Heavenly Light comparable to the Four Royals Force!

This Heavenly Light Force Technique is more domineering than any legendary force technique, like a Great Sun exploding, its light shining in all directions!

Earlier, when Qin Ming made his move in the Central Grand Palace, he naturally held back, so how could he possibly reveal his true Heavenly Light Force?

The old man was startled; his weakened Consciousness Spirit Light had been rekindled.

Normally, he wouldn't be afraid at all, and he would have many ways to kill the boy in front of him. But right now, he really only had one or two tenths of his strength left.

He couldn't unleash his full power even if he wanted to, because his forehead bone was cracked, leaving a bloody hole.

He groaned in pain and quickly backed away.

However, at such close range, the boy followed up, his blade flashing like a rainbow, slashing directly at him. His Consciousness Spirit Light was burned away, leaving him in a state of confusion.

With a soft thud, the old man was struck by the knife. Although he avoided a fatal blow, one of his arms was severed and separated from his body.

"That's it?" Qin Ming was taken aback.

He was initially apprehensive and prepared to fight to the death, after all, he had a clear understanding of those in the Third Realm and knew he was currently no match for them.

He immediately realized that the opponent's strength was indeed reduced to less than one-tenth.

The old man was shocked and furious; he had actually been tricked into a trap, so he turned and fled.

Qin Ming sneered, drew his bow and shot an Jade-Iron Arrow, carrying his strongest Heavenly Light, struck the old man's leg with a soft thud, instantly creating a bloody hole in that area.

In an instant, Qin Ming rushed over.

The old man was filled with regret and wanted to say something, but the young man's momentum was overwhelming, and the terrifying Heavenly Light Force came with the swing of the Jade Iron Saber, silencing him.

He immediately fought back, using every means at his disposal.

In the end, all he could do was scream in agony as one of his ears was severed and an arm was cut off, blood gushing out.

In fact, Qin Ming intended to strike him down with a vertical cleavage, but he managed to dodge it.

If one strike wasn't enough, he'd deliver another. Eight dazzling lights flowed around him, as if he were covered in a Divine Ring. He wielded his sword and charged forward.

With a soft "plop," the old man's body was split in two and cut open.

Qin Ming stood not far away, sheathing his sword.