The Calamity Scene Reappeared
The no-man's-land, as dark as Abyss and as silent as a graveyard, is a barren wasteland.
Qin Ming felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand on end, as if a long, cold tongue was slowly licking him, wet, sticky, and chilling to the bone.
Even more chillingly, his vision suddenly went completely black, and he could see nothing at all.
Qin Ming was extremely disgusted by the teleportation. The long, wet, sticky tongue was licking his neck. Even though the Heavenly Light blocked it out, the feeling was still unbearable, as if ants were crawling all over his body.
The Heavenly Light can protect the body, and it is also equivalent to the spread of one's own spiritual senses; the tactile sensation is so clear.
The only saving grace was that he was in a "borrowed body" state, meaning that the Little Worm's body silently endured everything.
But he resonated with that genuine experience Entire Process.
In the night sky, Qin Ming, clinging to the Torn Cloth cloth, was in Spirit Travel state, looking down and capturing the truth.
There was a spatial rift there, filled with a peculiar mist that was hallucinogenic and could block perception, which is why the Little Worm almost fell victim to it.
Qin Ming himself entered a state of Mind Clarity, which allowed him to see through all illusions.
A long tongue, several meters long, scarlet in color as if stained with blood, with golden eyes that suddenly opened and peeked out from the crack.
Under Qin Ming's full resonance, the Little Worm was also able to see, immediately able to perceive in all directions; to be precise, its physical body opened its Heavenly Eye.
Two runic beams shot from its eyes, striking the long tongue and causing it to erupt in a bloody mist, emitting a piercing scream before retreating abruptly.
"Hiss!" Qin Ming sighed inwardly. None of the three bodies he brought back were simple. Whether it was the guild leader's talent for enlightenment or the Little Worm's physical instincts, they were all extraordinary.
You have to understand, they've all severely degenerated, and it's impossible to know what era they came from, yet they still possess such supernatural abilities, which are displayed with the slightest provocation.
Moreover, the Little Worm awakened the "Dharma Battle Heavenly Eye".
So-called spells and illusions are all exposed under his gaze, and even the speed of his opponents seems to slow down considerably.
"Not bad," Qin Ming commented.
When the president opened his Divine Eye that day, he could predict the trajectory of his opponent's magic and their next move, which was also a remarkable ability.
Qin Ming was quite satisfied. His Three Mings were all outstanding. Even after declining to the Fifth Realm, they could still perform various miraculous feats, which was truly astonishing.
He scanned the surrounding area, his expression suddenly turning serious. He saw shadowy figures moving about, and the once empty and desolate no-man's-land was now strangely "lively."
In the Night Mist World, over 90% of the area is in absolute darkness, devoid of Fire Spring, barren, and devoid of any vegetation, not even a glimmer of light.
Normally, you can't see anything in this kind of place with the naked eye.
As Master, Qin Ming possesses powerful sensory extension, allowing him to see in the dark.
The figures seemed to exist outside of reality, somewhat blurry, all with deathly gray eyes, cold and indifferent, not like living beings, and dressed in rather ancient clothing.
Qin Ming immediately recognized them as 𫆏, who must be from Night Ruins.
Since the Great Yu Dynasty achieved true unification and restored order to the world, most of the root-like passages that Night Ruins had taken root in Night Prefecture have been sealed off.
Those Human-Skin Kites, oxen, headless corpses floating in the clouds, etc., have all decreased dramatically and are rarely seen anymore.
Qin Ming never expected to be attacked again today.
"No wonder the older generation says that if you walk at night all the time, you're bound to encounter evil spirits until your soul is completely corrupted."
The Void Crack here must be connected to the Night Ruins.
Now that Qin Ming has broken through to the Fifth Realm — True Form —he is naturally fearless. Under the resonance, the Little Worm's eyes emitted a brilliant glow, as if thunder had swept through.
In an instant, one after another, the nearby corpses exploded.
These creatures are unseen by ordinary people; they seem to exist in another world.
Another saying is that when a person dies, they become a ghost, and when a ghost dies, it becomes a spirit. Because of the separation between the two realms of spirits, people can only look towards spirits and cannot meet them.
However, Qin Ming possesses the Eye of New Life and Mind Clarity, so the densely packed monsters have nowhere to hide.
"Roar!" A deep roar, seemingly from the depths of the soul, came from several powerful Gui Clan leaders, all in human form, their deathly gray eyes fixed on Qin Ming. They opened their domains, drawing upon the power of the Night Ruins, and charged forward.
In the past, when Jade Capital collapsed, heavy snow fell. Qin Ming walked at night, and whenever he encountered a hawk or Human-Skin Kites, he felt as if he were facing a formidable enemy, his heart pounding with fear that something terrible might happen to him.
Now, with a wave of his sleeve, the entire horde of bastards, including their leaders, erupted in chaos.
Not far away, an elderly man dressed in funeral clothes and Old Woman carrying a white paper lantern walked shakily towards the sky, while Human-Skin Kites soared through the night sky and swooped down rapidly, and a vermilion ancient coffin dripping blood appeared as it flew across the sky...
Qin Ming frowned. Had he stumbled upon a monster's lair? How could they appear in such large numbers? In a daze, he was transported back to the cold winter after the crash of Jade Capital.
"A mere grain of rice, a firefly, dares to compete with me? How presumptuous!" The Little Worm stood with its hands behind its back, and endless Primordial Myriad Thunder Seal spread out from its body, weaving through the dark, deserted area, its blinding beams illuminating the place.
High in the sky, the Human-Skin Kites was charred black and turned to ashes. The vermilion ancient coffin that had been lying in the air exploded. The old man in his burial clothes and the Old Woman carrying a lantern turned to leave, but they were all blown to pieces.
Even the bastards have blood; they are actually a kind of creature, not belonging to this world. Broken bones and blood carrying a cold aura splatter everywhere.
In the arena, Little Worm ' hairs danced in the air, exuding Evil Qi aura!
Faced with such a vicious monster as the �, a powerful figure like a major villain is indeed needed to suppress it.
In an instant, dozens, even hundreds, of black shadows were torn to Thunder Seal Script, leaving the ground covered in chilling blood. Only the Little Worm stood with its hands behind its back in the arena.
Qin Ming muttered to himself, "This place is very close to the Crime Scene. Senior Brother Lu met with misfortune nearby. Why are there so many monsters here? What is their connection?"
This was once part of the Great Gan, desolate plateau of Dagan, a barren wasteland where not a blade of grass grew, utterly dark, without a single ray of light.
Qin Ming dared to come here because Xie Yunshu had mentioned that the Ancestor had not encountered any danger when they explored this place.
But now, this place is connected to the Night Ruins, which contradicts what Xie Yunshu said.
"Or perhaps there was an ancient passage connecting this place to the Night Ruins before, but it was usually hidden and sealed off until the Jade Capital fell and the world changed drastically, causing the ancient crack to reappear?"
From the hidden Void Crack, Golden Haze shot out, and the long tongue emerged again, bearing dozens of golden eyeballs. It shattered the night mist and stabbed at the Little Worm.
The tongue, several meters long, now resembled a venomous dragon, blood-red, with ferocious eyes, and its shrill cries disturbed people's minds.
The Little Worm's hands glowed, and a pair of enormous palms materialized in front of it, completely formed from Chaos Force. With a bang, they clamped down on the long tongue.
The long tongue clearly possessed the cultivation level of Master, but it was no match for the Little Worm, which was forcibly pulled out from the Void Crack. Its overall shape was that of a tongue.
With a bang, the Little Worm's Heavenly Light hand crushed it.
This is the most direct manifestation of his greatly improved strength. In the past, Qin Ming had to avoid these strange things, but now he can simply smash them to pieces.
He stared at the entrance to the Night Ruins and said, "Let's go in and take a look."
Naturally, the Little Worm enters, and in a state of resonance, he doesn't even need to attach his consciousness to it, making it the safest and most reliable way to borrow a body.
Qin Ming can be said to have inherited the spirit of Night Prefecture.
The Little Worm, filled with Evil Qi, walked silently into the crack.
Without a doubt, he is now a trial-and-error seeker, an explorer.
If he has a spirit, he will surely cry out, "The insects must rise up and change their fate!"
"What's going on?" Qin Ming asked in surprise, having witnessed the true situation at Night Ruins.
This is a wilderness, with a dark Blue Fire Spring flowing through it. At the horizon, there is a scorched area where many monsters are worshipping as if on a pilgrimage.
"Even an insect's life is a life; we can't be reckless." Qin Ming stepped back.
The important matter at hand is to investigate the true situation of the scene of the past Blood Calamity.
"Among three rocky hills and beside a mound, this should be the area." Qin Ming hurried forward.
The Crime Scene wasn't far from the Void Crack. After flying over a stone mountain, he arrived at the place where Lu Zizai had Place of Suffering.
So many bastards!
Qin Ming looked down and saw that the ground between the three mountains was scorched black, and many monsters from the Night Ruins were wandering around. Some of the intelligent creatures seemed to be praying or making a pilgrimage.
Qin Ming was taken aback. The Black Land here was very similar to the one in the Night Ruins, which was why it had attracted so many monsters?
The Little Worm, with its upright posture, slowly descended from the sky.
He stood in the center of the scorched earth, which caused all the monsters to open their dead gray eyes, revealing a fierce glint, and stare intently at him.
Then, accompanied by ghostly screams, a group of monsters rushed towards him, their Sha Qi overwhelming.
Qin Ming showed no mercy, because when he encountered a monstrous creature in the no-man's-land, an ordinary person would have certainly died, so he had no qualms about killing monstrous creatures here.
He stood there, unmoving, yet from his center, a thousand cicadas chirped in unison, Black and White Light swept out, and a pair of enormous hands appeared, tearing through the night... The True Form shifted, unpredictable, a monster sweeping across all directions.
This was the terrifying application of the True Form; in an instant, it tore nearly two hundred ferocious monsters to pieces.
At the same time, Qin Ming resonated with those intelligent monster leaders.
"Is this... the High God's Landing Ground?"
Qin Ming's expression changed. Could this person have such a powerful background? Could they be related to the Night Ruins?
He resonated with the Little Worm, and with a flick of his sleeve, Astral Wind howled, clearing away the remains of the monsters, but without touching the Black Land at all.
Qin Ming's consciousness, merging with the Heavenly Light, guided the Torn Cloth and personally arrived at this place.
The Little Worm stood aside, keeping watch.
Qin Ming investigated the area and found nothing unusual except for the scorched earth. No wonder even the Ancestor couldn't find any clues.
He was highly focused, paying close attention to this place, and then immersed himself in the dark surface, beginning to resonate earnestly.
"There remains a certain emotion, and it is very peculiar, ethereal, arrogant, and as vast as an abyss..."
Qin Ming was shocked. The brief contact had shaken him to his core, and he was so shocked that he almost broke out of his daze.
It should be noted that he is now a Master, and normal residual emotions should hardly be able to shake him, yet he still felt as if his Mental Field was about to be torn apart.
This place must have been visited by an incredibly terrifying being.
In an instant, Qin Ming witnessed a strange sight: an old, dilapidated house, exuding a strong sense of decay, appeared in his field of vision.
"Squeak!"
He even heard the sound of the dilapidated wooden door being pushed open.
A large amount of white mist surged out from the crack in the door; some creature was about to be born.
At this moment, Qin Ming was highly focused and tense. Although it was a familiar scene, his heartstrings were still taut.
However, the scene seemed frozen, as if endless, mottled time was accumulating, and the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open so slowly that it almost stopped.
Then, outside, new scenery appeared; the outline of the courtyard gradually became clearer, and the garden full of Divine Medicine and immortal plants shimmered with light.
Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. The legendary courtyard, which was like Divine Garden, had only materialized after the old house appeared.
There, rare and exotic flowers and herbs grow everywhere, vying for beauty and splendor; they are all legendary and wondrous species.
Qin Ming took a deep breath, the rich fragrance filling his mouth and nose, even Lingering his Pure Yang Consciousness. What was going on? It was just an old scene, yet it could affect the Present World?
He felt a chill run down his spine and became highly alert.
Then, behind the old house, black threads intertwined, a strange wind blew, the cold was biting, and pitch-black ice particles appeared, the snow on the ground was as black as Mo Ran.
That backyard also materialized from nothingness after the houses appeared.
"Is it not a real courtyard, or are tangible houses and courtyards gradually descending to this place from the void?"
This is truly terrifying; the owner of the old house is unfathomable.
Finally, the creaking sound came again, and the dilapidated wooden door was pushed open, revealing an endless, thick white Immortal Mist, as if a hermit was stepping out.
Slow footsteps could be heard clearly, and there was even the sound of a cane hitting the floor.
The Pure Yang energy, truly supremely powerful and masculine, assaulted Qin Ming's senses, making him feel as if his Divine Capital turn to ashes. Was this a manifestation of the radiation from an unparalleled immortal realm?
Soon, the chilling aura spread out again, making people feel as if they had fallen into the Nine Hells.
Within the Immortal Mist, a pair of silver-white pupils appeared, gazing in Qin Ming's direction.
Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine, as if a monster was staring at him from across the vast expanse of history.
Regardless of whether it was a scene from the past or whether the other party could see into the future, he took precautions, covering himself with Torn Cloth to isolate himself from the other party.
Only when that gaze shifted elsewhere did Qin Ming, clinging to the Torn Cloth, re-examine the other person.
Victims throughout history have said that they could not see the disaster at all; it was all empty. Looking ahead, they were like blind men, unable to perceive anything.
Qin Ming merged with the Torn Cloth cloth and saw a pair of blurry feet and silver eyeballs. The rest... he couldn't see through it; the area was covered by white Immortal Mist.
This is outrageous; the white mist can actually block out perception, and no amount of effort can help.
However, Qin Ming was much better than the others; at least he saw part of the truth.
Those eyes had no distinction between pupils and sclera; the entire Silver Eyeball, making them look rather frightening.
Then, time seemed to shift and become disordered here, and Qin Ming could see nothing at all. In a daze, he sensed that the creature seemed to be eating, but it was very blurry.
Only when the Ascension Light Rain rose, the old houses burned, the Divine Garden was reduced to ashes, and the black snow melted away, did Qin Ming's heart tremble and he realize that the monster was gone!
Their arrival and departure are both very special.
The Black Land between the three rocky hills is the result of the fire that spread to this area when the old houses and courtyards were destroyed.
If the real courtyard were destroyed, it would be a terrible waste; all those Divine Medicine and herbs inside are priceless treasures.
"It should only be a miraculous sight brought along, rather than the actual courtyard descending."
The flames roared as Qin Ming stared at the Ascension Light Rain.
He was pondering; based on what he saw, those feet were quite large, so it couldn't be a woman's.
His steps were slow and he seemed weary. Judging from the distance between his Silver Eyeball and the ground, he was probably hunched over, otherwise his height would not have matched his large feet.
As Qin Ming pondered, a silver gaze fell upon him amidst the embers of the fire.
What's going on?
All the scenery had vanished, yet a pair of dim silver eyes remained, fixed in the void, gazing at the Little Worm.
The place is now quiet; the old houses and courtyards, and even the last embers of the fire, have all vanished, leaving only scorched earth.
However, in mid-air, a pair of eyeballs, shimmering with a faint Silver Light, remained suspended.
Qin Ming was horrified. How could this situation have come to this?
All the Ancestor of the past have come here, and after careful investigation, they found nothing unusual. How could he have stumbled upon the true master here?
Qin Ming's head swelled to a dizzying degree; he found it hard to believe.
In an instant, he calmed down. Something was wrong. The Silver Eyeball were dull and lacked the oppressive feeling that made one's mind collapse.
This shouldn't be the actual disaster arriving at the scene!
Most importantly, the Silver Eyeball was actually staring at the Little Worm, and the look in its eyes was very strange. First, it scrutinized it, and then it contracted, revealing the pale golden pupils that were not there before.
Is it surprised?
Its eyes moved, slowly approaching the Little Worm.
It was clear that it was extremely solemn, but it was not afraid either, after all, it dared to fly directly over.
Qin Ming wanted to inhale the night mist; did this monster recognize... the Little Worm?
Without even a second thought, this Little Worm, radiating Evil Qi, must have an astonishingly powerful background.
Qin Ming was deeply shaken. This discovery gave him a completely new understanding of the Chairman, the Two Figurines, and the Little Worm.
Initially, he thought the three bodies were important figures, but he didn't overestimate them, after all, they were experimental subjects of the Three Great Organizations.
Moreover, the three had severely degenerated, but now, with the Consciousness Spirit Light of Master-level being possessed, they were able to restart the three ancient war chariots.
Looking back now, Qin Ming felt his prediction was wrong!
"Perhaps he was a great figure from an extremely distant era, who, with the passing of lifetimes, degenerated to the Fifth Realm."
Qin Ming even suspected that if it had been one or two eras earlier, it might have required the Consciousness Spirit Light of Earth Immortal to get the three ancient war chariots running again.
He quickly realized that these were the three physical bodies that the former president of the Godlike Society, the Insect Emperor, and the leader of the Rebirth Figurine Organization had personally warned his followers against losing.
At this moment, Qin Ming had some guesses. Could this be a big shot that the Three Great Organizations had unearthed from an extremely ancient tomb?
He had no time to think further; the atmosphere at the scene was eerie.
The Silver Eyeball flew slowly, but it was getting closer and closer. With some apprehension, its pale golden pupils appeared and then contracted as it examined the Little Worm.
"Insect..."
His eyes flickered with a slight fluctuation of consciousness, and he actually uttered such a word.
Qin Ming was exasperated; it was true that it recognized the Little Worm.
But why is its consciousness only expressed by this one word? If it were to continue shouting, it might reveal part of the Little Worm's origins.
His eyes twitched violently, as if he were shocked, and he said, "It really is your physical body, still alive in this world, impossible... to Eternal Presence for so long!"
It realized that the Little Worm's consciousness was not as strong as it had imagined.
Therefore, it continued to approach slowly but steadily.
Qin Ming was certain that this wasn't the real entity; its oppressive aura wasn't strong enough. It was likely a wisp of energy intentionally left behind, condensing into Silver Eyeball, monitoring something.
He felt this was a Old Yin; even though hundreds of years had passed, he was still secretly plotting against them. Was he trying to remember those who were detrimental to him?
This is even more excessive than the Night Prefecture Spirit; it is bloody, cruel, effeminate, and extremely dangerous.
Qin Ming was deeply disturbed. The words spoken by the eyeball had already given away the secret; it must be an ancient relic with an astonishing identity and age.
"This..." Qin Ming had been restraining himself, his Consciousness Spirit Light almost frozen, especially now, he felt as if he had fallen into a state of immortality.
Because, as the Silver Eyeball slowly approaches the Little Worm, it has to pass by him.
"You're the one who... staged this accident!" Qin Ming gritted his teeth, silently opening the Torn Cloth Space, preparing to put it inside.
If he dodges, the Torn Cloth, though invisible, might still disturb the airflow and make a noise.
Having many lice means you won't be afraid of being bitten!
Earlier, when he fought against Huang Savage Immortal Realm, the peerless genius of the Huang Family, in the Huang Zhaoting Immortal Realm, he had already sealed the mysterious consciousness attached to the fragment of the Open Heaven Axe inside Torn Cloth.
Now, he has set up a new cage, laying a trap for him.
The pitch-black space of the Torn Cloth can dissolve consciousness.
So many days have passed, and Qin Ming hasn't investigated the axe blade fragments. He doesn't plan to investigate them for at least a year or two.
Qin Ming suddenly activated his technique, retracting the Silver Eyeball.
"How dare you plot against me..." The Silver Eyeball revealed intense emotional fluctuations and was about to rush out, but unfortunately, the Torn Cloth cage was completely closed.
The world is peaceful.
Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief. He had only come to investigate clues and reminisce about the past, yet he had still managed to trigger the main character's backup plan.
He learned from his experience that when facing certain ancient beings, one must hide the commander, the Two Figurines, Little Worm, otherwise it will have the opposite effect.
"Well, it's not a big problem. The last fluctuation of that Silver Eyeball didn't have a suffocating sense of oppression. I guess it was just used for spying." Qin Ming quickly left the place.
He didn't delve into the black scorched earth over the Night Ruins; he simply abducted a few intelligent monsters, resonated with them, and learned a bit about them.
"The resting place of the Supreme God..."
There was a lot of fragmented information, but little of it was valuable. After sorting through it, Qin Ming roughly understood the main points.
Disaster also struck the Night Ruins. A monster from the Gui Clan once came into contact with the owner of the courtyard and became his servant. In the end, the courtyard vanished, and the monster grew into a great figure.
Therefore, this place became the place where the clan rose to prominence.
Years ago, Jade Capital fell, loosening the rift between the two realms. Monsters from the Night Ruins appeared here, discovering the nearby scorched earth...
Whoosh!
Qin Ming's Spirit Travel far away; there was no need to investigate the exact location of the Supreme God in the Night Ruins, thus avoiding unnecessary trouble.
Today, he felt his trip was worthwhile.
The appearance of Silver Eyeball suggests that the entity behind them is likely very ancient, probably male, with large legs, a hunched body, and a very decayed appearance.
After outlining the profile based on the fragmented information, Qin Ming was able to eliminate some of the suspects listed during his conversation with Xie Yunshu.
"It's probably not a creature from the Night Ruins; after all, it recognizes the Little Worm from the deeper parts of the Night Mist World."
Before dusk, Qin Ming's Spirit Travel back to Double Tree Village, where he appeared in his own courtyard.
He drank three cups of tea in a row to calm himself down.
Qin Ming looked up and gazed into the courtyard.
The president was writing scriptures and conducting deductions, her silver hair falling onto the stone table, her expression extremely focused.
Qin Ming's pupils contracted as he saw some keywords: immortality, the dead, and Blessings for the second generation...
His heart was filled with emotion. The three people he had brought back were indeed extraordinary, their potential for extraordinary talent was too high!
However, Qin Ming felt that mastering the Chaos Force was an insurmountable hurdle for the Guild Leader; otherwise, she wouldn't still be writing furiously and racking her brains.
He said, "It's almost time. Would you like me to impart knowledge, teach you, and answer your questions?"
Suddenly, Qin Ming looked up at the night sky, then abruptly stood up, his body radiating terrifying Heavenly Light. Had he not restrained himself at the crucial moment, the entire courtyard would have exploded.
What did he see? The blood-stained lid of the Eight Trigrams Furnace —how could it have appeared so abruptly?