Overwhelming Three Realms

"The duel is over?" Qin Ming had already unleashed his One Sword; how could he possibly stop now!

Even if Black Pagoda were to secretly transform into human form, once he were to enter the fray, he would still have to endure this One Sword first.

The blond youth's flesh and blood were completely Sanctification, and countless mysterious symbols shone brightly, emanating from his body and illuminating the night sky, like the birth of Gods and Devils.

His performance impressed many young people.

Before the Black Pagoda, a group of young men and women were filled with awe, and many others looked at the Saint Disciple of the Supreme Dao Field with fanaticism, as if the saints could look down on them, their peers.

Qin Ming's dazzling sword light cleaved through the night, as if cutting the dark sky in two, causing the night fog to explode and deafen.

The dazzling symbols around the blond youth coalesced into a majestic Golden Figure, soaring into the sky like Gods and Devils striking, directly confronting the dazzling Sword Sha!

"I said it's over." The Black Pagoda spoke, its Daoist aura surging eerily, like a vast ocean about to engulf the entire Grotto-Heaven Ruins.

At the same time, the New Ranking banner in the night sky glowed, and ripples expanded. It seemed gentle, but soon it emitted a sound like a landslide or tsunami, as if it were about to shake down the heavens.

They all intervened, protecting the prodigies in their own camps.

In the night sky, two waves collided, and in the end, both Qin Ming and the blond youth were swept away by the Daoist aura behind them.

The large-scale competition in the Third Realm has come to an end.

Qin Ming was surrounded by colorful Sword Sha, which Chongxiao the Sword Qi. He was very regretful that he could not continue the battle, as it was artificially stopped.

Now he has truly adopted the State of Mind of a sword cultivator, becoming warlike and eager to sweep away all powerful opponents. Upon seeing the Outer Domain who resembles the "Lord of Jade Capital," he wants to defeat him with One Sword strike!

Before the Black Pagoda, the blond youth was bathed in golden runes, his flesh and blood translucent, and the power of his Sanctification continued to expand, showing no signs of abating.

Many young people know that the Saint Disciple have truly met their match.

"Oleg, how are you?" a girl in a white robe asked as she stepped forward. Even her shoes and socks were snow-white and spotless. She had waist-length silver hair and skin as smooth as jade. She was of high status and could address the Golden-Haired Man by his name as an equal and at will.

"I'm fine. He was indeed a very strong opponent. He might be one of the Saint Disciple of Jade Capital!" the blond youth Oleg replied.

Those present were shocked. That wasn't an old monster after all?

The white-robed girl, Ilena, nodded, her long eyelashes fluttering slightly, her dark eyes deep and unfathomable. She said, "After all, it was once the mighty Jade Capital. Even if it disintegrated once, most of its Saint Disciple would still be alive. He is indeed very strong, after all, he single-handedly defeated five legendary powerhouses."

The young people present remained silent; they were not qualified to interrupt the conversation between the two Saint Disciple.

Qin Ming piloted the wooden boat, which was filled with azure energy, back to the Jade Capital Faction.

Immediately, many people came up to greet him, showering him with compliments.

"Senior, your skill is as profound as the workings of nature..."

Qin Ming single-handedly held off five legendary powerhouses and killed them all, a truly remarkable feat.

Anyone who has ever sparred with "One Sword" on the Sword Fighting Platform now feels proud, their faces glowing with pride; these will be topics of conversation in the future.

No one would think they had experienced a crushing defeat. If they had to mention it, it would be: I was fortunate enough to fight a peerless sword immortal on the Sword Fighting Platform!

Cui Chonghe couldn't bring himself to come over, but the elders of the Cui Household family smiled broadly, boasting about "One Sword's" achievements.

Praising this powerful swordsman is tantamount to praising one of their own.

Even some Earth Immortal immortals came forward to chat with Qin Ming.

When expressing goodwill, everyone acted appropriately and did not dwell on it excessively.

Qin Ming, a highly respected Old Senior, smiled and nodded from time to time before walking through the crowd.

He arrived at the rear and stood on a wooden boat floating in the Night Mist Sea, where he immediately felt a sense of peace.

Qin Ming took out the Myriad God Banner and studied it. He felt that there was something strange about this weapon. If there were any hidden dangers, it would be best to let them out early and ask the New Ranking to suppress them.

He tried to resonate with it, and instantly, his body trembled violently, and his Pure Yang Consciousness throbbed. He had not experienced such a violent impact for a long time.

His Mental Field was turbulent, his Divine Capital somewhat unstable, and he felt a kind of tearing pain.

Fortunately, as his cultivation deepened, his Mental Will also grew stronger, allowing him to withstand the impact of various chaotic emotions.

"Could it really be a priceless treasure, but now it's been covered in dust?" Qin Ming was quite surprised.

Not long ago, he felt he had suffered a huge loss in this battle, but now he is suddenly invigorated.

He carefully tried to resonate with it, and found that the Myriad God Banner contained Sacred Fiend related to coldness and annihilation, which was quite terrifying. He doubted whether he could refine it.

After all, some Sacred Fiend are truly unsuitable for merging into the physical body, such as the true deathly Heavenly Light.

"Could this be Sacred Fiend from the Realm of Death? If so, it's only suitable to remain within a weapon."

Various Sacred Fiend inherently shorten one's lifespan; if this is a deathly Sacred Fiend, one really cannot absorb or refine it indiscriminately right now, otherwise it might torment oneself to death.

Qin Ming keenly sensed that the Myriad God Banner was repelling him, and that there might be a remnant spirit within it.

As he resonated with the banner further and figured out how to refine it, it suddenly became dangerous.

In an instant, the Myriad God Banner moved without wind, and one after another, consciousness entities rushed out, all of them bloodthirsty, frenzied, and tyrannical, fiercely attacking Qin Ming.

"Is this the so-called ancient weapon used to kill one's master?" Qin Ming snorted coldly, his Eight-Colored Sword Fiend swirling around, mercilessly blasting apart the consciousness entities that lunged at him, obliterating them on the spot.

In the blink of an eye, he had annihilated nearly a hundred relatively powerful Soul Body, his decisive actions silencing even the Myriad God Banner. Did this sword cultivator really not care about it? If he did so, it would further weaken it, making it even harder to restore its grade.

Qin Ming's attitude was firm, saying, "If you can't be used by me, what use are you!"

This is true. Such a mysteriously acquired weapon could be a rare treasure whose level has dropped. If someone harbors ill intentions towards it, the consequences could be dire if it were to revive one day.

The Myriad God Banner was lifeless, and no more Soul Body flew out to attack him.

Qin Ming said, "If you listen to me, you actually have a lot of potential in today's environment, and your future is bright."

This is no exaggeration. With the Night Ruins approaching, the myriad gods are traveling at night. What does it matter if they obliterate the slight consciousness within the Myriad God Banner? It can be replenished at any time.

In the Night Ruins, every night, coffins float on the vast ocean, corpses rise and fall with the waves, danger lurks everywhere, and even the sky cracks open, bleeding downwards, with all sorts of heads falling.

Against this backdrop, it is perfectly suited for the growth of a weapon like the Myriad God Banner. If this treasure were to be covered in dust, it would surely be able to shine forth and illuminate the heavens.

In particular, the Night Ruins have thirty-six heavens.

Seeing that it was still and docile, Qin Ming held it in his hand and examined it. It was a small banner, no longer than the length of a palm, with a black metal pole engraved with patterns. The ink-black banner had blurry patterns and was already damaged.

He began refining it, but to his surprise, it resisted fiercely, and his first attempt ended in failure.

"Since that's the case, you're no longer of any use!" Qin Ming didn't want to waste any more time, so he threw it into the Torn Cloth Space.

However, at this moment, he clearly sensed that the lifeless Myriad God Banner had come back to life, and was quite restless and uneasy, even trembling slightly.

He could even sense a weak, hazy consciousness trying to communicate with him.

Qin Ming discovered that it was very reluctant, but it could finally be refined, which was an unexpected surprise.

"Because of the Torn Cloth?"

Qin Ming figured it out; the Myriad God Banner seemed very wary and unwilling to stay inside the Old Cloth's Torn Cloth interior.

Old Cloth remained ordinary and unremarkable, without any major ups and downs.

"The Myriad God Banner is no ordinary banner; it can sense Old Cloth's terrifying power!" Qin Ming was shocked.

Holding the Myriad God Banner, he began to refine it amidst its initial resistance.

Qin Ming secretly communicated with it, exchanging words through resonance, saying, "You're too pessimistic. Can you change your form?"

The Myriad God Banner ignored it, and the weak consciousness felt it was taking advantage of its kindness and making many demands.

Qin Ming said, "Who uses a banner? Is this for summoning a soul or for a funeral?"

The Myriad God Banner trembled, seemingly expressing strong dissatisfaction.

Qin Ming guessed that it was only because it was extremely weak that it might have given him a good beating and sent him to his death.

"Could you transform into Yellow Gauze Canopy Umbrella?" Qin Ming felt that the banner's form was indeed eerie and depressing; what normal person would use it as a weapon?

Judging from the evidence, the person who forged this weapon, even if not a peerless demon, was certainly no benevolent person.

The Myriad God Banner remained silent, offering no response.

Qin Ming thought he should study it later when he had more time, so he put it away.

"Hmm?" He noticed that the dusty weapon was acting strangely again, clearly disliking being in the Torn Cloth Space.

Qin Ming ignored it, but a moment later, he was astonished to find that the Myriad God Banner had indeed changed, becoming a canopy in the emperor's procession, no longer so Yin Qi.

He was truly astonished, and his casual remark caused the banner to actually change shape!

Qin Ming discovered that the Yellow Gauze Canopy Umbrella was decorated with dragon and phoenix patterns, with Cloud Pattern at the top, and adorned with sun, moon and stars, signifying "inheriting the Heavenly Dao above and protecting all people below".

"Very good!" Qin Ming was quite satisfied. This treasure finally looked sacred and peaceful, at least in appearance.

However, he dared not take it out now, as he couldn't let anyone see its appearance. He decided to leave it in the Torn Cloth for now!

From within the ruins of the Grotto-Heaven, the sounds of fierce fighting could be heard.

The great battle was far from over; Grandmaster was still fighting!

While no one was making a move in the Third Realm, there were battles taking place in the Fourth Realm and Fifth Realm, and they were quite intense.

In fact, almost no one participated in the sixth and seventh realms, because these levels required fighting in one's true form, and none of the old monsters were willing to take the risk.

In comparison, older generations who create clones can withstand the losses even if they are defeated in battles at the earlier levels, and the impact on themselves is not as significant.

The Fifth Realm battles had far fewer participants than the Fourth Realm battles, but there were still many vying for supremacy.

The great Great Red Dragon from Pugong suddenly appeared, while on the opposite side was a rather sacred silver dragon.

"The Dragon Mother, a peerless expert of the Seventh Realm, has actually joined the fray." In front of the Black Pagoda, some elders looked solemn; these were renowned giants of the Dragon Clan.

In fact, the Black Pagoda offered her benefits and personally asked Dragon Mother to intervene before she did; otherwise, she wouldn't have bothered at all.

The Great Red Dragon had no idea what the title "Dragon Mother" meant; it only saw a graceful female dragon flapping her sacred dragon wings and gracefully descending the stage.

"We are both dragons..." it began, trying to ingratiate itself.

Then it was brutally beaten; it was attacked like a storm right from the start.

The Great Red Dragon was shocked to discover that it was truly no match for the enemy. After being struck repeatedly, it became enraged and said, "You really think I can't do anything to you?"

In an instant, it became extremely dangerous; a terrifying power was reviving within its body.

Dragon Mother immediately unsealed herself and fought against it.

However, no one expected that Dragon Mother would eventually be pierced by an exceptionally terrifying beam of light, covered in blood, and flee the battlefield at top speed.

On the other side, the Great Red Dragon was also terrified and turned to run away.

It hadn't expected that the Dragon Mother was a being of the Earth Immortal level, a realm higher than it.

The power it just revived was not its own; it was the Chaos Force sealed within its body by the Ancestor of the Silk Book Method, a backup plan left for it.

"The Dragon Mother has actually lost!"

"That Great Red Dragon... escaped too!"

Before the Black Pagoda, a group of people were stunned. The resurrected Dragon Mother, a Sacred Dragon, had been severely injured. What kind of power was that? It made them all feel a chill run down their spines.

There was also a commotion in Jade Capital, and even the old monsters of the Earth Immortal immortals looked solemn.

"That Sage who arrived riding a dragon is truly... terrifying! Is this the legendary Chaos Force of the Seventh Realm? It's awe-inspiring!"

Back home, Qin Ming was also shocked. Although he had not yet seen the Sage, the appearance of the Seventh Realm's Heavenly Light Force ahead of schedule was indeed terrifying and lived up to its reputation.

The Great Red Dragon turned around and realized that it had been a false alarm. The Chaos Force left behind by the old man had severely injured his opponent and scared the enemy away.

"Although my Sage is slow and dawdling, his combat prowess, if not unparalleled in the Seventh Realm, is definitely among the top." The Great Red Dragon stood tall, its confidence restored.

Not long after, Qin Ming re-entered the scene. Under the arrangement of New Ranking, he rode a wooden boat in the form of Scarecrow and ascended the ruins in the identity of Taiyi.

The First Realm competition was originally extremely quiet, with almost no one participating. However, with Taiyi entering the fray, it completely stirred up a frenzy.

Because when he fought someone, he would end the battle in just two or three strikes, it was simply overwhelming!

"What? None of you are willing to use the Longevity Leaf to redeem your lives?"

Qin Ming hadn't expected that no one was afraid of death in the First Realm's competition.

He quickly understood the situation: the old guys losing a single, lowest-level clone wouldn't have a significant impact.

Qin Ming felt a tightness in his chest. Without holding back, he unleashed the strongest technique of Body Cultivator from the immortal realm, a power surpassing even the Four Royals Force. Who could withstand such a blade of light?

After he unleashed his fury, he killed his opponents almost one by one with each strike.

In front of the Black Pagoda, many people refused to believe it; could a single strike really kill them? That's outrageous!

Even among the old monsters of the Seventh Realm, some secretly ventured out to try and challenge the terrifying blade light of Taiyi.

Reality is cruel. Unless they fight a guerrilla war, if it comes down to a direct confrontation, no one can withstand that blow!

Even the two Saint Disciple, Oleg and Ilena, didn't dare to step into the fray, deeply sensing that this Body Cultivator had an absolute advantage in the First Realm.

The main point is that Black Pagoda also warned them not to fight this person in the First Realm.

"So I wasn't a sword cultivator after all." After defeating his opponents from the Outer Domain one after another, Qin Ming did not obtain the Longevity Leaf, but he completely broke free from the State of Mind of a sword cultivator.

His strongest technique is— Primal Chaos Force!

Qin Ming pondered that he was indeed very strong in the First Realm, probably because he had once disintegrated his body, making his Silk Book Method completely flawless and reaching the most perfect realm of this state.

"I thought that killing five legendary masters with One Sword was already astonishing, but compared to Taiyi, the latter's dominance seems even stronger, and he is simply unshakeable."

In fact, people from both camps think this way.

The competition in the First Realm fell completely silent, with no one else stepping in.

Not long after, Qin Ming was again assigned by the New Ranking to appear as Wooden Man and challenge the Black Pagoda in the Second Realm.

This time, he demonstrated the methods of achieving divinity through esoteric Buddhism.

"Damn it, this Wooden Man — the Realm Faction —is a tough nut to crack, maintaining an undefeated winning streak until now."

Below the Black Pagoda, many people frowned.

In the end, Qin Ming caught a big fish, and the white-robed girl Ilena entered the fray. As Saint Disciple, she was extremely popular and her appearance immediately sparked heated discussions.

Qin Ming was surprised. "We didn't see the Outer Domain who called himself the Lord of Jade Capital, but this woman's status seems to be quite high. There's actually a commotion and commotion on their side."

He had already determined that the blond youth he had encountered earlier was the so-called "Lord of Jade Capital," but unfortunately, he was unable to fight him to the end.

The White-Clad Girl had a flawless face, with dark, bright eyes. She first introduced herself, then asked, "Who are you? A peerless immortal from Jade Capital Earth Immortal, or... Saint Disciple?"

"Rogue Cultivator — Realm Faction," Qin Ming replied.

A great battle broke out, White-Clad Girl was extremely powerful, almost on par with Heavenly Immortal.

At this moment, Qin Ming had some doubts: Could the Heavenly Immortal being be a "Saint Disciple" of the Jade Capital?

The opportunity was rare, and finally a big fish entered the arena. Qin Ming naturally went all out, opening his Inner Landscape and revealing his Divine Spirit Pure Land.

When Ilena attacked, attempting to breach this sacred Pure Land, Qin Ming erupted. He couldn't directly unleash the Ninefold Sacred Fiend, so he quietly placed himself deep within the Pure Land, returning to his origin and evolving the power of Calamity Qi.

In the Pure Land, the old era, where Heavenly God and Heavenly Immortal seemed to exist, reappeared. Calamity Qi descended, severely injuring Ilena, ripping her white robes, dimming her Sanctification flesh and blood, erasing the golden symbols, and piercing through her body.

Covered in blood, she staggered backward and collapsed in the Divine Spirit Pure Land.

Before the Black Pagoda, everyone was in an uproar; a Saint Disciple had actually been defeated!

"Do you want to buy your freedom?" Qin Ming asked.

"Redemption." Ilena corrected, even in this critical moment, she maintained a peaceful state of State of Mind and had a divine aura. Faint golden runes lit up again in her flesh and blood, like a god reviving and healing herself.

"Same here!" Qin Ming landed a big deal, this time receiving ten Longevity Leaf.

"They've lost. Even one of our Saint Disciple wasn't a match for him?"

In the end, the blond youth did not participate; he was stopped by someone.

"This place, Jade Capital, is a bit strange. The Taiyi, the Realm Faction, One Sword Cleaves Through Thirty-Six Heavens are all unbelievably powerful."

Some people sighed in front of the Black Pagoda.

After the Fourth Realm and Fifth Realm had their turn to fight, the experts on both sides stopped making moves.

Black Pagoda spoke solemnly, "I apologize for disturbing you. Farewell. We are not your enemies; we were merely passing by by chance. Perhaps we can discuss the Dao again someday."

It crossed the Night Mist Sea and disappeared into the distance.

In Jade Capital, some pessimists initially thought a bloody war between the Supreme Dao Lineage was about to break out, but unexpectedly, the storm was quelled so quickly.

"There will be further intersections in the future." The text appeared on the New Ranking.

A moment later, it led everyone into a Jade Towers, where celestial flowers bloomed, medicinal herbs covered the ground, and countless wonders unfolded amidst the light of flying immortals.

Soon, palace maids brought out fine wine and delicacies.

The New Ranking shines, and we reiterate our promise: all rewards will be doubled.

Qin Ming's three identities are all here: Scarecrow, Wooden Man, and Stone Man. His Divine Intent is divided into three parts, with three versions of himself staring at each other. It's a very strange experience.

In fact, others are the same, such as Guanghan and Chang Xi, who are actually the same person, the Giant Spirit God and the Fierce Beast are indistinguishable.

An old monster Earth Immortal, came over personally, very enthusiastically, and clinked glasses with Qin Ming, who was a One Sword cultivator.

The Heavenly Immortal also appeared, smiling as she raised her glass to the "Realm Faction".

Qin Ming was very calm, truly displaying the demeanor of a peerless master. In reality, however, he was slightly restless inside, already thinking about various rewards.

For him, the great battle in the Above the Nine Heavens was finally over, and it was time to reap a rich reward.