Qin Ming, the Demonic Cultivator

Zhuo Kong was furious. As an orthodox practitioner of Longevity Force, he should have stood loftily above the rest.

An unorthodox nobody who had crawled out of the wilderness should have been a worthless, misshapen runt. Yet he was astonishingly powerful, and now he was looking down on Zhuo Kong.

The hierarchy of status and strength Zhuo Kong believed in had been turned completely upside down.

At that moment, Qin Ming's spirits soared like a tiger leaping into the air, like a dragon surging into the heavens. Even an Earth Immortal would have to take a couple of kicks from him first.

"Hmm?" A strange look crossed his face.

Qin Ming did not care what Zhuo Kong was thinking or how he reacted.

His attention had settled on the gray-robed woman. Her regenerative power was truly astonishing.

A-Nu was already remarkable for holding off the brilliant Diamond Ring Technique with an unending stream of sword light and densely packed golden threads.

Her severely twisted right arm had been utterly crippled, yet it was now rapidly reshaping itself. With a crack, it returned to its original state.

This was not a healing secret technique. Her flesh was instinctively "correcting an error."

"Mysterious blood." Through the Eye of New Life, Qin Ming saw the truth.

Special blood bearing Immortal Seals surged through A-Nu's right arm, restoring it in the shortest possible time.

Qin Ming thought of the Heaven's Selection Organization's Blood Origin Experiment Site. He had once obtained a few drops of the Perfect Creator's blood from them.

The changes in the gray-robed woman actually shared some of its characteristics.

Could she be a longevity test subject?

She was certainly no ordinary Ancestor Realm expert. Otherwise, she would already have died beneath the vibrations of Dao resonance, just like the others before