Drool Flowed in Streams

Night, thick fog, Ice Wasteland —this is the Ultimate Land.

A chilling aura swept over them, and the mist was thick, completely different from what they had imagined. It was not a secluded place; on the contrary, it stretched as far as the eye could see.

Perhaps what we see before us is not Ice Wasteland, but a Frozen Sea, with relatively flat ice sheets that stretch as far as the eye can see in the thick fog.

In the distance, clusters of Sun True Fire flickered; otherwise, this place would be as dark as Abyss.

Many people from various organizations came, but after arriving here, they dispersed slightly, appearing sparse and inconspicuous, like a few drops of rain merging into the sea.

"Could it be a hidden Grotto-Heaven?" Master Silver Rat stood upright, stroking his mustache, his two golden bead-like eyes gleaming.

"Wonderful!" An old monster grinned. In this era, even if there were any Grotto-Heaven, they would be incomplete and high above the heavens.

Such a discovery within the Remnant Vein of Ascension Mountain ignited a burning passion in many Divine Capital, filling them with excitement and anticipation.

"Perfect timing, God bless us!" the blond old monster exclaimed.

People understood what he meant. Now that the Divine Chains had just decayed, they had caught the perfect Nodes. Any earlier and they wouldn't have been able to get in, any later and someone else might have beaten them to it.

An extraordinary Master's nose twitched; his sense of smell was exceptionally keen. Then, he vanished without a trace, heading towards the depths of the Frozen Sea.

"Hmm, there seems to be a faint fragrance." Some people belatedly realized this, and then they all set off, transforming into streaks of light and rushing into the depths of the mist.

Many people speculate that places where Extreme Yin transforms into Extreme Yang can reverse life and death, and if medicinal herbs are born there, they are conservatively estimated to be Earth Immortal- level Treasured Medicine.

After traveling for about twenty miles, a delicate fragrance filled the air, giving everyone a feeling of ethereal bliss.

However, the extraordinary Master in front of him stopped in his tracks, looking suspicious.

"What's wrong?" someone asked.

"I felt someone touch me, but luckily I dodged quickly." The otherworldly Master said solemnly.

Another Master approached him, circled him once, and then his expression changed drastically. There was a striking black palm print on his back.

Instantly, the crowd stirred. Had a Master been struck by a ghostly hand?

Many people stood back to back, looking around.

The area was shrouded in thick fog, obscuring distant scenery; it was as if one had stumbled into a frozen, Mist Sea.

"It's alright. If that thing could harm Master, it would have already killed him." Master Silver Silkworm said, transforming into an old man about the size of a palm.

Suddenly, a shrill scream rang out, smoke rose from behind a young man, and a pitch-black palm print grew larger, even emitting flames and burning.

He transformed into a human torch, writhing in agony on the ground, melting the ice layer deep within. Some tried to save him, but it was too late.

In an instant, he was burned to ashes.

"Perhaps some creature was born from the Sun True Fire, but it's not a big problem; it can only bully the younger generation," a Master said.

Many young cultivators secretly grumbled, "Can't he even speak properly? He's seriously threatening the safety of many people, yet he utters such words."

Suddenly, a Demonic Cultivator made a move. With a wave of his hand, Dark Light swirled, covering the area in front of him. He locked onto a faint phantom figure in the thick fog and pulled it towards him.

It struggled violently, then burst into intense flames, which quickly dissipated and vanished into nothingness.

"That's right, it's a spiritual phantom born from the Sun True Fire."

Someone laughed and said, "Clearly, the Sun True Fire ahead has become sentient and has 'roots,' meaning it can be transplanted and nurtured by us. This... is priceless!"

What many people initially found terrifying now seems to have become a good thing.

The unknown is the most frightening thing; once you know its origins, it's not so scary anymore.

Many people, though still on guard, were visibly much more at ease.

The group advanced again, and the faint shadows appeared several more times. The strongest among them reached the Grandmaster Domain, but they were all repelled or even scattered, and no more tragic events occurred.

The fragrance ahead grew stronger, and people could vaguely see ripples spreading across the depths of the Frozen Sea, with dazzling light rain rising into the night sky.

They were already very close, and everyone realized that there was probably an Longevity Medicine at the source!

Just ahead, there was a constant flow of Extreme Yin energy, sometimes spreading out and sometimes expanding with Extreme Yang energy, as if the power to reverse life and death was constantly flowing.

"We're almost there!" Many people exchanged strange glances, wary of each other. Everyone knew that times like these were the most dangerous.

Qin Ming was on high alert, with the Nine-Colored Sword Fiend hovering beside him.

"Long ago, there was an unimaginable grand formation here. Fortunately, it has decayed and no longer functions!" While some people were relieved, many others tensed up.

Because if external pressure is insufficient to instill fear, internal strife is highly likely to follow.

"Brother One Sword, we became friends through a fight. We happened to meet there and had a friendly sparring session, competing but never fighting to the death..."

On the Frozen Sea, Ilena of the Black Tower Civilization communicated with Qin Ming via telepathy, expressing her desire to form a secret alliance.

"Alright, we've become friends through a fight, so we can naturally get along amicably and explore this place together." Qin Ming nodded in response.

In the thick fog, the various organizations separated, keeping a distance from each other, all on guard against something.

"The Saint Disciple of Jade Capital..." A chirping sound rang in Qin Ming's ears. A Silver Spotted Ladybug from the Strange Insect Alliance was transmitting its voice, communicating secretly with Qin Ming.

It also conveys goodwill, hoping to avoid misunderstandings between the two sides, and, if possible, to stand together through thick and thin.

"No problem, having more friends means having more options. I'm willing to continue down this path of friendship with you..." Qin Ming replied.

Soon after, even the group of Demonic Cultivator extended an olive branch to him.

Clearly, Qin Ming's earlier performance had made all parties wary, and it seemed that no one wanted to provoke him.

"I observe that you, fellow Daoist, possess similar qualities to us; we should be kindred spirits..." The prodigy among the Demonic Cultivator spoke with great enthusiasm.

Qin Ming reflected on himself, wondering where his aura and demeanor resembled that of a villain, that the other party would say such things and show such admiration for one's own kind.

He really wanted the other person to point it out so he could correct it immediately!

In this short period of time, Qin Ming's Consciousness Spirit Light flashed intensely as he secretly made agreements with six different groups of people, promising to advance and retreat together.

He frowned and reminded Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran that this area might be in turmoil, with different forces secretly forming alliances, and bloodshed could break out at any time.

"We understand that our team has friendly relations with three organizations and has already agreed to join forces."

"However, it's a bit chaotic..."

Li Qingyue revealed that there were only four teams, but after some private discussions, they were even divided into closer and more distant groups, creating a more detailed circle.

Jiang Ran said, "Four teams, that's five circles now, no, it's six circles now!"

Qin Ming was taken aback. With such complicated relationships, how could the four close teams be further subdivided into different smaller groups?

At this time, the seventh force contacted Qin Ming, expressing their desire to get closer.

This startled him; it was Godlike Organization. The "Moon Goddess," dressed in snow-white robes, was nearby, smiling at him with goodwill.

Qin Ming nodded. He had already learned the origin of the Centipede Bead through resonance, and that it came from this organization.

Clearly, he was wary of the Godlike Organization; could it be that they had become aware of his presence?

However, since the other party approached with a smile, he naturally had no need to turn hostile.

"Brother One Sword, I sense that the yellow-haired old monster is hostile towards you. Why don't we eliminate him first? What do you think?" a Demonic Cultivator secretly transmitted his voice.

"Hmm, that's something I can consider." Qin Ming nodded.

"Those old guys are too powerful, and it seems several Master have joined forces. They're very unfriendly to us, and we need to take them seriously." The demonic cultivation organization informed us that they had also enlisted the Black Tower Civilization and the Strange Insect Alliance, preparing to take action against the hostile Master.

After a brief exchange, the young, powerful cultivator in golden robes among the Demonic Cultivator transmitted his voice, saying, "Make your move!"

Qin Ming's expression was solemn. He raised his Essence, Qi, and Spirit to the limit, and his physical body became incomparably radiant. He transformed the Nine-Colored Sword Fiend into the Nine-Colored Heavenly Saber in his hand, and the blade's light Chongxiao.

At this moment, instead of advancing, he retreated, his figure flashing and leaving behind afterimages, as if he were about to leave this area.

The blond-haired old monster opposite him wielded a long black spear, displaying unparalleled bravery and unleashing terrifying sonic booms as he traversed the night fog, seemingly poised to shatter the void, his ferocity and arrogance invincible.

Most importantly, the Demonic Cultivator and the members of the Godlike Organization acted simultaneously, all targeting... the old Saint Disciple of Jade Capital, "One Sword"!

Qin Ming moved above the Frozen Sea like a floating ray of light.

However, there are others like him, possessing special weapons and the same incredible speed, and the Strange Insect Alliance, the Black Tower Civilization, and others have all made their moves.

The seven organizations that had previously allied with Qin Ming suddenly turned against him and launched a fierce attack on the old Saint Disciple of Jade Capital.

Without a doubt, this is a situation where a pack of tigers hunts a dragon.

The seven organizations had a tacit understanding in secret; their approach to "One Sword" was a pretense, their real intention was to join forces to eliminate him.

Qin Ming never trusted them in the first place, and his suspicions reached their peak when people from the Godlike Organization approached him.

Otherwise, if he had charged at the blond-haired old monster just now, he would surely be in dire straits now, having been defeated by a group of powerful individuals working together.

Even though Qin Ming was on guard, the seven major organizations had a large number of experts, and their combined attack and all-out effort to kill him put him in a terrible predicament.

Organizations from top-tier civilizations brought at least one special weapon with them, launching a fierce attack that shattered the Frozen Sea and tore through the night, creating a truly terrifying scene.

Not far away, Li Qingyue was engulfed in flames, and in an instant she intervened in the battlefield, covering the area in front of her with divine fire, causing people to scream in agony.

Clad in Nine-Colored Battle Armor and wielding Heavenly Dagger-Axe, Jiang Ran appeared like Mysterious Maiden descending to earth. With a swing of her unique weapon, a number of heads flew off, and blood spurted high into the air.

In this area, Qin Ming could only trust the two women. When he sensed something was wrong, he sent a telepathic message to them. As a result, the two women seemed to have been waiting for him for a long time and immediately stepped in to help him break through the encirclement.

The team leader of the group that Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran were in was stunned. He hadn't expected that there were two such powerful mermaids lurking beneath the surface of the water.

"The fake old Saint Disciple, he's not in the Fifth Realm..." Oleg of the Black Tower Civilization's eyes gleamed with divine light, his fighting spirit soaring, as he tried to lock onto "One Sword."

Amidst the crowd, Qin Ming wielded the Nine-Colored Heavenly Saber, Primal Chaos Force of Primordial Chaos Force. He clashed with people, exchanging blows with swords and blades, his entire body covered in blood, mostly from his opponents.

However, he himself was also violently shaken, and blood was trickling from the corner of his mouth. Among the seven major organizations were Top-Tier Saint Disciple wearing liquid battle suits who joined forces to kill him. If it were anyone else, it would definitely be a dead end.

Qin Ming had no external injuries; his Eight Trigrams Battle Robe covered him, protecting him from the impact of spears and greatswords. However, he was struck by wave after wave of overwhelming force, causing him to cough up blood.

He eventually managed to break through the encirclement and was led out by the two women.

"So powerful, he actually survived and fought his way out." The Moon Goddess gathered her hair, and on her fingertip was a drop of blood, spilled by Qin Ming.

Qin Ming let out a cold snort, and with a bang, the blood bead shattered and burned to ashes.

"I suddenly feel like I've seen you somewhere before," said the Blood God of the Godlike Organization.

"I have indeed met you. I once wanted to join your organization, but you rejected me," Qin Ming replied coldly.

Those nearby all showed strange expressions. Such a powerful figure, Core Disciple of Jade Capital, was actually turned away by Godlike Organization?

The Moon Goddess and the Blood God's expressions changed. They immediately thought of the slightly strange figure behind them, never expecting it to be their opponent, a formidable person capable of refining the Nine-Colored Sword Fiend.

"It's alright. Someone like that joining our ranks could be a source of trouble," the Moon Goddess said calmly.

"That makes sense." Blood God nodded.

Previously, they had sensed the aura of the Centipede Bead on "One Sword" and had tried their best to Demonic Cultivator were on good terms with them to participate in the hunt.

"Alright, we'll settle things later!" Qin Ming said, looking at them.

"Brother One Sword, I'm sorry." The silver hair of the Black Tower Civilization Saint Disciple Ilena flowed with light, and an apologetic expression appeared on her fair and beautiful face.

"True tea!" Jiang Ran commented. She was tall and slender like a bamboo, her black hair dancing in the wind, and her beauty was unparalleled. At this moment, she stood in the Nine-Colored Immortal Light, Lingering an ethereal and otherworldly aura.

Ilena said, "Brother One Sword, it's mainly because you were too frightening before. It seems that you were in the Fifth Realm and mastered the Nine-Colored Sword Fiend. Such a Jade Capital Saint Disciple made us all uneasy, so we had no choice but to join forces."

"What a convenient excuse for 'having no other choice'! I'll reluctantly ignite you all later." Li Qingyue parted her red lips slightly, her figure as graceful as a willow in the wind, bathed in divine fire, like True Immortal attained enlightenment in the fire, ethereal and displaying unparalleled elegance.

"Why explain to him? Just kill him!" said Oleg, Saint Disciple of the Black Tower Civilization. He had a remarkable record in the Jade Capital Territory and had never been defeated.

Now that he knew Qin Ming was not in the Fifth Realm, Oleg was completely relieved. His conviction was strong, his long golden hair flew wildly, his eyes were incredibly deep, and he stepped forward holding a special scepter.

"Heh, fellow Daoist, we have similar auras. Come, let's get to know each other better." The golden-robed youth who led the Demonic Cultivator looked at "One Sword" and spoke with a smile, his demeanor quite eerie.

Qin Ming stared at him, then glanced at Oleg, Moon Goddess, and the others, wiped the blood from his mouth and nose, and said, "I'll remember this debt!"

"So what if I remember it? Now that we've made our move, do you think you can just walk away?" said the Silver Spotted Ladybug from the Strange Insect Alliance.

"I'll kill you when I get back!" Qin Ming said, glancing at it.

"Let's go!" Then, he called to Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran, and fled into the distance. The enemy had too many people, and their cultivation levels were all very high. If they were surrounded, their situation would be very bad.

At the same time, Qin Ming his voice. "Qing Yue, give me some of the Sun True Fire!"

"Good!" A ball of holy light flame flew out from Li Qingyue's body. It didn't need any tempering; it was already the most flawless state of the Sun True Fire.

Qin Ming immediately activated the Golden Crow Illuminates Night Scripture, aiming to generate a rooted Sun True Fire within his own body and to thoroughly understand the corresponding scriptures.

He had been waiting for this day for a long time, ready to infuse the Heart Lamp with brilliant vitality, perhaps today would bring an extraordinary breakthrough and transformation.

"Chase!" A group of people surrounded and pursued them.

The Moon Goddess, Oleg, and the golden-robed Demonic Cultivator blocked Qin Ming's way home, fearing he would escape.

The Silver Spotted Ladybug and the yellow-haired monster then began their pursuit.

"Hey, are you trying to transform into a Golden Crow Great Sun?" Jiang Ran turned her head and saw that Qin Ming's entire body was submerged in Golden Haze, even when he was crossing the night fog. He looked as if he were standing in a dazzling golden wheel.

Qin Ming, Jiang Ran, and Li Qingyue fled. Although they were in a life-or-death situation, they did not panic and exchanged Heart Refinement as they escaped.

Jiang Ran also practices the "Golden Crow Illuminates Night Scripture," while Li Qingyue knows how to quickly refine True Fire.

"Since they've blocked our retreat, why don't we just forge ahead and head straight for our ultimate Creation Grounds?" Li Qingyue suggested.

Qin Ming nodded and said, "It could be a dangerous place, but it's worth a try. We can disrupt their rhythm and force them to follow us towards the very end of the Ultimate Land."

Soon, the three rushed into the depths of the Frozen Sea.

"We must not let them touch the power to reverse the cycle of Yin-Yang Life and Death!" someone shouted.

"Stop them!" A group of people surrounded and intercepted them. Blood mist rose from the area from time to time, which were ordinary cultivators who had been blown to pieces.

Qin Ming, Li Qingyue, and Jiang Ran braved the blood and rushed towards the end of the Frozen Sea.

In fact, all seven organizations had their own agendas, and they all breathed a sigh of relief after confirming that One Sword was not an old Saint Disciple in the Fifth Realm.

Many people, believing he was no longer a deadly threat, began to harbor ulterior motives.

Among the seven organizations, there are different combinations, and at least a dozen small cliques operating in the shadows. Right now, many people are starting to think about how to take down the next team.

Therefore, after Qin Ming and his group survived the initial and difficult period of encirclement and suppression, they successfully fought their way out and went far away.

The group behind them was not of one mind at all; they had already begun a new round of open and covert struggles, following the three at a leisurely pace.

"It smells so good!"

"It's refreshing and deeply moving, reaching right into the soul!"

At this moment, even Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran exclaimed in surprise, feeling unable to resist the temptation. The fragrance filled their hearts, making them almost intoxicated by it.

Qin Ming made no attempt to hide it, wiping his drool directly.

This is no exaggeration. Even those behind them, at a greater distance, were drooling with envy, drawn by the rich fragrance of the flowers.

Oleg whispered, "There are only two herbs in the world with such an intense fragrance that is so irresistible: the highest-grade Demon Flower and the Longevity Medicine. I prefer the latter!"

"Perhaps it's a combination of the two, the Longevity Demon Flower!" Ilena's eyes sparkled; even Saintess like her couldn't help but swallow hard.

It's easy to imagine how incredible the fragrance of this flower must be.

The Blood God swallowed his saliva in large gulps, while the Moon Goddess covered herself with her sleeve, not wanting to damage her image.

"If I do not obtain this Divine Medicine, I will never have peace of mind in this life!" the yellow-haired old monster roared.

A group of strange insects, as if drunk, swayed unsteadily during their flight.

Qin Ming's entire body was flowing with Sun True Fire. He and the two women were at the forefront, already close to their destination.

Fortunately, all the magic arrays were decayed and their origins are unknown. This area is now completely open to them.

"There's a spiritual phantom here, born from the Sun True Fire. Be careful!" Li Qingyue warned.

Jiang Ran was also on high alert, holding her Heavenly Dagger-Axe Spear and scanning her surroundings warily.

Qin Ming stood on the Frozen Sea Cliff and looked down. One side was pitch black and deep, and the Extreme Yin energy seemed to freeze one's soul. It was an Abyss.

On the other side, amidst the Golden Haze, a plant bore blossoms as dazzling as the Scorching Sun, emanating a rich fragrance that seemed to flow with the Sun True Fire.

This is quite miraculous; a place that is Extreme Yin has given birth to Extreme Yang Flower.

Most astonishingly, at the boundary between Extreme Yin and Extreme Yang, there was an open crystal coffin, in which lay a woman, ethereal as Heavenly Immortal being in slumber, surrounded by a faint white mist.

The Divine Flower was right beside the coffin, as if it were there to help her reverse the Yin-Yang Life and Death and revive her.

Qin Ming stared wide-eyed. Who was that woman? Her coffin was suspended on the cliff, at the boundary between yin and yang, and was nourished by an immortal Divine Flower.

At this moment, the rich fragrance seemed to permeate his very soul; anyone present would lose their composure and feel as if they were floating on air.

Qin Ming quickly wiped his drool, secretly relieved that Li Qingyue and Jiang Ran hadn't seen him lose his composure like that.

Right now, he couldn't wait to go and pick the Longevity Medicine.

In fact, both women were also unable to resist the temptation and were covering their red lips with their sleeves.

"I think I just felt..." Qin Ming looked around and realized it wasn't his imagination; a drop of saliva fell down, leaving a glistening trail.

"No!" His expression changed.

Because that drop of crystalline light fell into the coffin.

In an instant, the woman's flawless face trembled, her long eyelashes fluttered, and then lightning flashed and thunder roared across the world, shattering the night sky in a terrifying display.