A bold stroke in the annals of history

The babbling spring flows through the Feathered Immortal Bamboo Grove, where golden light rains down. Further on, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds, with pavilions scattered among the beautiful peaks and silver waterfalls cascading down.

Qin Ming immediately spotted four young men, some clad in feathered robes, others in plain robes with wide sleeves, playing chess, drinking wine, and painting, all seemingly carefree and detached from worldly affairs.

"Is this a setup by the Black Manor?" he wondered to himself, wondering if he could defeat four people in a fight.

If the goal isn't to defeat them, but simply to "dare to pass" this point, would that be considered a success?

In the Locust Plague Land, Qin Ming only exchanged one palm strike with the young Dao Venerable who was painting, but he realized that the other party was extremely terrifying. If they were to fight to the death in the Second Realm, the consequences would be unpredictable.

Even if he was arrogant, he wouldn't dare underestimate such a person.

"A sudden outburst, a teleportation—does that count as wiping out this place?" This was the first time Qin Ming had considered taking a shortcut. He didn't have masochistic tendencies; there was no point in fighting multiple Dao Venerable alone and getting himself covered in blood. What was the point?

If Niu Wuwei, Zhou Tian, and the others knew what he was thinking, they would definitely be stunned and wonder: Even the Old Six has moments of being low-key and reserved?

A so-called madman is simply someone who hasn't encountered a sufficiently terrifying opponent.

Outside the barrier, Mu Shinian frowned and asked, "Sixth Brother, why aren't you moving?"

They had all seen Qin Ming standing frozen in place, his brows furrowed. Had he been tricked and his body immobilized?

Lu Zizai spoke up, "He's acting as if facing a formidable enemy. Although there's no Heavenly Light flowing around his body, the internal energy within his flesh and blood should be nearing boiling point."

Immediately, everyone understood that Old Six had increased his intensity from the moment he appeared, intending to start the game with a life-or-death battle.

Qin Ming is currently assessing the situation and preparing to take action.

He mainly had a feeling that a major battle was inevitable, and since that was the case, it was better to strike first.

If only there could be some leniency, he would like to discuss the issues related to the New Life System with the other party first.

"The two chess players are usually very coordinated. They'll dart past the drunkard and, incidentally, punch the young man painting; he's at the crossroads, so it's hard to avoid him."

Suddenly, Qin Ming forcefully suppressed the Heavenly Light within his body.

He made a new discovery: further down the mountain path, there was another young man, behaving like an old man, walking his bird.

This person seemed to appear out of thin air, coming from some unknown place deep in the clouds.

Qin Ming held his breath and focused his mind, using his strongest senses to communicate with the Vast Dao Rhythm, in order to investigate whether there were any other Dao Venerable in this place.

"There really is!"

A light Immortal Mist hangs over the beautiful, sacred peak, where a young woman tends to the flowers and plants. Holding jade shears, she prunes the branches and leaves, then personally moves the soil to bury the withered flowers and waters the tender seedlings with dew.

Qin Ming was in a bind. Could there really be ten powerful experts here?

He once Niu Ben he could single-handedly take on ten people in the same field!

But he didn't say he wanted to fight ten Dao Venerable!

"Was I poisoned by fate after making a wish, or was I directly Curse?" Qin Ming's body tensed up; this was the first time he had felt so nervous facing an opponent in the same field.

Ahead, several young Dao Venerable naturally noticed him, dropped their chess pieces, put down their wine cups, stopped painting, and all looked over with smiles.

Qin Ming did not make a move, and said humbly, "Esteemed seniors and great masters, this junior pays his respects."

Outside the barrier, Zhou Tian spoke up, "Senior Brother Lu, you're mistaken. Sixth Brother didn't make a move; he's been so low-key that I suspect he's been Body Seizure. This is completely inconsistent with his usual style."

Mu Shinian said, "Sixth Brother's Divine Capital have become clearer."

Niu Wuwei muttered, "Old Six's arrogant and domineering attitude depends on who he's facing. After meeting the Dao Venerable, he's become much more honest and well-behaved."

Clearly, they were joking.

Si Yeli said, "Ming Ge knows how to assess the situation. Unnecessary bloodshed should be avoided."

Virtual Spirit Xi, Pei Wangchuan, the Noblewoman in Black, and the others widened their eyes and their breathing became heavier. They were fortunate enough to witness the appearance of several young Dao Venerable, who were definitely some of the most amazing figures in history, spanning thousands of years.

Those are the Supreme Experts who deserve to be highlighted in history and have their own separate biographies.

But that outsider now has the right to stand with them.

"So he does know proper etiquette."

"Of course, it just depends on who he's facing!"

The two Seventh Realm Great Sage from Jiang Yutian's camp, whose bodies had been severed by Qin Ming and Lu Zizai's combined Yin-Yang Sacred Shears, spoke with a sour tone.

Many people laughed.

"Isn't this normal? Everyone has to bow down when facing Dao Venerable -level being!"

"His ability to reach the Sixth Realm's trial grounds and achieve such results is unimaginable!"

"What a pity for Dao Child this time. He should have been the center of attention, shining Chongxiao, but instead he encountered such a monster!"

Even some of the older generation of powerful figures sighed, "The younger generation is truly formidable."

Some even suspected that the outsider might also be someone who had awakened the wisdom of a Daoist master.

Otherwise, why would he exhibit such terrifying behavior?

Qin Ming walked through the Feathered Immortal Bamboo Grove, which was bathed in golden light, and approached several young Dao Venerable.

"That's right." Someone nodded.

A young man with short hair put down his glass and asked, "You want to take on all of us by yourself?"

He was calm and detached just moments before, but in an instant, his entire demeanor changed, and even his short beard and hair shone like steel needles.

At this moment, he was full of masculine energy, and it seemed as if a monstrous Blood Qi Chongxiao into the sky, stirring up the winds and clouds!

Rumble!

High in the sky, two enormous clouds collided due to his emotional turmoil, unleashing terrifying lightning that crisscrossed and tore through the Sky Curtain.

In a single thought, he caused the world to lose its color.

Many people, even through the barrier, could feel the oppressive, suffocating atmosphere.

In a trance, a Primordial God-Demon rose up, standing tall in the vast sky, ready to recreate the Heaven-Opening.

"Could this be the being the mechanical voice hinted at, the Dao Venerable with Primordial Foundation who easily slew dragons in the First Realm?"

Many people had this suspicion, because this person's Blood Qi and physical strength were so terrifying that they made everyone's hearts tremble.

Qin Ming, without changing his clothes, wearing Crown Bead Curtain and Dragon Robe, entered this place filled with the fragrance of Strange Medicine and adorned with pavilions, and replied, "Brother, have you had too much to drink?"

In an instant, the place fell silent.

Even though he was a Dao Venerable, those "young old monsters" did not expect that this person would change his title so directly.

Especially the short-haired youth who resembled both a god and a demon, whose outward-radiating Blood Qi distorted the void and tore through the Sky Curtain, making him even more dangerous, his eyes shining like two small Solar Yang.

Outside the barrier, everyone was dumbfounded.

To everyone's surprise, Qin Ming suddenly turned hostile.

"He's... arguing with Dao Venerable?"

Even when facing a test, shouldn't he normally show some respect to his predecessors?

Many people were stunned, feeling that it was absurd.

Only acquaintances like Zhou Tian and Niu Wuwei were not overly shocked.

"Old Six was so polite and humble just now, I was a little taken aback. This is the real him!"

"Given his composure, the fact that he's remained calm until now and hasn't immediately thrown a punch at Dao Venerable is already quite remarkable, in my opinion."

"Now I believe it, Old Six wasn't Body Seizure."

All judgments were based on Qin Ming's usual habits.

Upon hearing this, everyone around fell silent.

What kind of crazy nonsense are these outsiders spouting? Is this kind of behavior from that Anomalies named Qin Ming really in line with his usual style?

Within the barrier, Thunderfire and fire intertwined around the short-haired young man, and towering lightning pierced the Sky Curtain. He frowned slightly, and his emotional fluctuations triggered even more terrifying Heavenly Elephant.

Behind it stood an enormous Primordial God-Demon, towering over the heavens and earth, seemingly intent on suppressing the world, its feet treading on Order Patterns, its hands pressing down on the trajectories of rules.

Qin Ming faced it calmly, unaffected. With his left hand behind his back, he walked forward step by step, letting the Dao Patterns around him vanish and disappear.

It then became blurred, withstanding the pressure.

Since they were destined to fight, why should he address him as "senior"? Besides, they were both young; who was inferior to whom?

If things really got desperate, and if he could beat the short-haired young man senseless, what difference would it make if he called him "little brother"?

Qin Ming spoke up, "Brother, you want to challenge me?"

Upon hearing this, the two people playing chess and the young man painting all burst into laughter.

Outside, a group of people stared in disbelief.

Clearly, the barrier had granted them access, allowing them to hear the conversations inside.

Many people think that Qin Ming is too "brave".

"He is a trial participant on the path to Dao Venerable, truly Inverted Heavenly Dipper— "

Within the barrier, the short-haired youth calmly asked, "Now that you have seen the Dao Venerable, why not pay your respects?"

Qin Ming said, "It's not certain who is superior among those at the same cultivation level."

Then, he sighed. Today was destined to be a bloodbath. It had only just begun, and he had already offended a Dao Venerable of the Primordial God-Demon Clan.

In fact, he would prefer to sit down and discuss with the other party to explore the future together.

"Clang!"

A sharp clang of a blade resounded throughout the heavens and earth. At the same time, a figure flew out from the deep mountains in the clouds, carrying a terrifying aura, and arrived in an instant like a comet piercing the Sky Curtain.

The newcomer transmitted his voice with Pure Yang Consciousness, a deafening boom, saying, "If you wish to spar with the Gods and Devils Dao Venerable, you must first pass my test."

Qin Ming stood with his hands behind his back and said, "I am discussing the Dao with the Dao Venerable. Do you have the right to sit at the table?"

This was a burly man, with a robust build. The long sword on his back automatically unsheathed half a foot, exuding boundless sword intent and filling the world with a chilling aura.

He said in a deep voice, "I will act according to the rules!"

The short-haired young Dao Venerable concealed the imposing Gods and Devils phantom behind him and said, "He is my Blade Attendant, and indeed, he has not violated any rules. If you wish to discuss the Dao with us, you must first pass through his test."

Qin Ming possessed profound magical abilities and unparalleled physical strength at the Sixth Realm. He was confident and fearless in the slightest when facing anyone alone.

With his hands behind his back, Immortal Seal flowed across his body, releasing terrifying Spirit Field Wave. As they spread outwards, they appeared as gentle waves, yet they were capable of crushing the void.

A young Dao Venerable, who was playing chess, spoke up, "Don't ruin the flowers and plants here."

In an instant, a giant chessboard appeared, covering the sky and earth, as if to imprison this place.

Immediately, the short-haired young Dao Venerable erupted with Blood Qi, Contained Within Gods and Devils characters that filled the void and locked away this small world filled with the fragrance of flowers and the songs of birds.

The young Dao Venerable was painting smiled slightly and gently outlined the scene with his brush. Mountains and rivers appeared in the void and pressed down, making the place even more stable.

Qin Ming frowned. Several Dao Venerable used their respective methods to lock down the void and suppress the spells, which made him feel sluggish.

In the distance, the Dao Venerable who was walking his bird also pointed in this direction. The woman tending the flowers and plants also threw over a bunch of peach blossoms, scattering a shower of brilliant light.

Qin Ming suddenly felt an immense increase in pressure. He tried to use his Divine Ability powers, but found it increasingly difficult.

What happened to the Dao Venerable' promise not to join forces? They attacked right away.

Someone spoke up, "Nothing more than wanting to see your pure swordsmanship."

Qin Ming smiled and suppressed the flickering Spirit Field Wave.

At this moment, he felt as if he were carrying a mountain of immense weight on his back. Every move he made felt incredibly heavy, and the brilliant magical domain he was about to expand dimmed.

He remained calm, having just experienced the "Martial Arts World," and felt nothing as he faced the moment of "extinction of the law."

"Since you're just a Blade Attendant, I'll reluctantly offer you a Guidance Battle."

Qin Ming spoke, his hands behind his back.

It wasn't that he was arrogant; he originally intended to fight the Dao Venerable, but the other party had planted a master swordsman, and they were sparring in a place that suppressed magical techniques.

If he were to fight the enemy hand-to-hand with sword and spear, wouldn't he be lowering his own status?

Without a word, the burly man rode his sword and arrived in an instant, the dazzling light emanating from his long blade like divine flames burning the sky.

Qin Ming stood on the void, his two large sleeves fluttering behind him.

"Damn it, he's overconfident!" Wen Lingxi frowned. How could Qin Ming possibly handle such a powerful swordsman without using his hands?

Virtual Spirit Xi frowned and said, "The person beside the Gods and Devils Dao Venerable is a lifelong ascetic who has devoted his life to the Dao of the Sword. How could he be someone to be trifled with? How can Qin Ming fight with his hands behind his back against such a powerful enemy?"

The spectators all looked on in astonishment.

Within the barrier, Qin Ming moved with lightning speed, cutting through the air. Instead of retreating, he advanced, stepping on a long sword and shattering the sword light.

The burly man wielding the knife changed his expression. In the realm where magic was suppressed, he could unleash the purest form of knife magic, making ordinary techniques almost seem like the Dao.

But after several cuts, he found himself in such a passive position.

The opponent's foot was stuck to the back of the blade, preventing him from swinging it.

In a flash, Qin Ming stepped on the knife with one foot and kicked at his face with the other.

The burly man had no choice but to abandon his longsword, flying backward, his face turning pale and then red—it was truly an embarrassing situation.

Outside the barrier, a commotion arose among the crowd.

"Hiss---- That's too domineering. This outsider named Qin Ming just stepped in and took the long sword away with his foot. It's truly terrifying."

Everyone knows that there are no weaklings around the Dao Venerable, yet this swordsman retreated in such a sorry state.

Then, they stared wide-eyed.

Within the Absolute Magic Domain, Qin Ming, bearing immense pressure, strode forward, his sword flashing brilliantly.

He wielded the sword with his feet, each kick perfectly timed, causing the Heavenly Saber to trace mysterious and unpredictable trajectories as it attacked the burly man.

In an instant, dazzling sword light burst forth, as if many people were wielding their swords simultaneously, the multiple flashes of light dazzling the eye.

The burly man was covered in blood and knife wounds.

I lost!

He was utterly dejected. He had practiced swordsmanship his entire life, only to be crushed by someone who kicked his sword. The opponent's skill was profound and unparalleled, leaving him utterly ashamed.

Qin Ming gave a light kick, and the longsword stuck in the ground. He said, "Please excuse my poor skill. This is a sword technique I learned with my feet when I was rolling around in the mortal world."

Outside the barrier, all was silent.

Zhou Tian broke the silence, saying, "I'm not afraid of Old Six's arrogance, I'm afraid of his low-key demeanor, because he's about to put on a show again."

Qin Ming sighed, "I was only sixteen when I first used this Kicking Saber Technique. I never imagined that twenty years would have passed in the blink of an eye."

"Hiss!"

Outside, not to mention the Dao Child who could sit in the main seats in the Golden Palace and Jade Palace, even a group of old monsters who had just arrived were gasping in shock.

Inside the barrier, the expressions of the several young Dao Venerable also changed.

The rising star ahead, with his hands behind his back, is only in his thirties, and judging from his performance in the First Realm, he...

I embarked on the path of spiritual practice very late.

Based on this estimate, he has only been cultivating for about twenty years.

Qin Ming looked up at the sky and said, "Each transformation has kept me in the golden state of eighteen, with my vitality increasing rather than decreasing. But I can never go back to the past. Everyone around me has changed, but I am still the same boy I used to be."

Outside, everyone fell silent.

What exactly is he feeling melancholy about?

"Alas, time flies, yet he remains steadfast in the same place."

Outside the barrier, the locals are still trying to decipher it.

Zhou Tian spoke up, saying, "See? I wasn't wrong, was I?"

Mu Shinian, Meng Zhiyu, and the others were all speechless for a moment.

Niu Wuwei expressionless, but he really wanted to rush into the arena and beat Old Six up.

The short-haired young Dao Venerable spoke, "So far, you've only cultivated for about twenty years, yet you 'Near-Immortal?"

"More or less." Qin Ming nodded.

A young man who isn't impetuous is wasting his youth, especially one with a purpose. If he were too low-key, how could he possibly stand on equal footing with these Dao Venerable?

They sat down and then began to discuss philosophy.

He has to be amazing enough, and he should step up when necessary; he absolutely cannot underestimate himself right now.

He was eager to have a lively discussion with the group, to explore new paths together, and to discuss how to proceed through the Seventh Realm.

For Qin Ming, this could be an unimaginable Great Fortune!

To explore new frontiers and research the path forward alongside several Dao Venerable- level figures is an opportunity that cannot be replicated; if you miss it today, you may never have it again.

"It's a pity that the president's memories hadn't returned back then, and the Two Figurines and the Insect Emperor were playing dead. I regretfully missed out."

Today, Qin Ming must seize this opportunity no matter what.

The short-haired young Dao Venerable spoke, "To have reached this level in twenty years is truly remarkable. Let me personally assess whether you are truly one of us."

Qin Ming did not shy away from the fight. His eyes gleamed with light, and his fighting spirit soared. He said, "If I win, I would like to take the initiative and discuss the law with you all. Is that alright?"

"Okay!" someone nodded.

"We're itching to join in too," someone else remarked.

Qin Ming said, "No rush. After I've finished discussing the Dao with you fellow Daoists, I'll gladly accompany you in any kind of sparring!"

Of course, he has to prove himself first.

The short-haired young Dao Venerable with Primordial Foundation talent has arrived and said, "Let me try first."

Qin Ming stopped putting his hands behind his back and his expression became serious.

The short-haired youth said, "Let's keep things simple. I don't want to engage in a pointless battle with you. Let's start with your physique and see if you possess the qualities of a young Dao Venerable."

Qin Ming said, "I'm ready to accompany you in any field."

Upon hearing this, the young man painting laughed and said, "Very confident. Do you have no weaknesses? Have you reached the absolute limit in every field?"

Qin Ming smiled slightly and Say More.

Outside, everyone held their breath. Was the outsider just boasting, or did he truly have something to back him up?

Boom!

The short-haired young man took a step forward, Shrinking Space to an Inch, and the Blood Qi released by his body distorted mountains and rivers. In an instant, he was close by and threw a punch at his opponent.

The mere force of the punch caused the distant, beautiful fairy mountain to crack open and then disintegrate with a deafening roar.

Qin Ming's Dragon Robe fluttered in the wind, his feet firmly planted on the ground, his right palm gleaming, initially like the rising sun, then like ten...

The sun shines brightly between heaven and earth.

With a thunderous roar, he collided with the short-haired young Dao Venerable, their palms and fists seemingly shattering eternity.

Near the two, the void collapsed, accompanied by surging Blood Qi, the huge clouds in the sky exploded, and the nearby towering peaks collapsed as a result.

The two did not use their most powerful techniques, but their pure physical strength and the released Blood Qi still touched the Transcendent Domain, creating a terrifying sight.

Behind the short-haired youth, a colossal Gods and Devils materialized, with the sun, moon, and stars above its head and the Netherworld beneath its feet, its vast Blood Qi filling the entire world.

With just this Primordial Foundation, the naturally released power of his Blood Qi can subdue all beings. Even the best among the top powerful clans will feel powerless in his presence.

However, Qin Ming stood firm and blocked the way.

He condensed his Primal Unity True Form, without using Great God like the Heaven and Earth Manifestation, and with pure physical strength, he withstood the pressure of the Primordial God-Demon ' physical bodies.

Rumble!

Qin Ming's Blood Qi, enveloped in the Heavenly Light, surged and boiled, like a dam bursting in the Xinghai, rushing forward. As he swung his Fist Print, the Primal Chaos Force immediately suppressed the area.

Qin Ming and the Dao Venerable of the Primordial God-Demon Clan were evenly matched, relying purely on their physical strength to fight each other. Just as they said, they were fiercely battling in this field.

"Hiss, the body of Primordial God-Demon —it's bleeding!"

In the end, the short-haired youth was the first to die.

This result was beyond people's expectations. In terms of physical strength, humans are definitely inferior to creatures with Primordial Foundation.

Outside the barrier, many people stared in disbelief.

According to the earlier hint from the mechanical voice, the underage male of the Gods and Devils once easily slew a dragon in the First Realm, which was far more amazing than Qin Ming's performance.

However, after reaching the Sixth Realm, the situation reversed, and Qin Ming's physique was clearly stronger than that of Primordial God-Demon.

Mu Shinian was shocked and said, "Old Six —he can really fight Dao Venerable of the same realm!"

Doubt is one thing, witnessing is another.

Putting aside other fields, just considering his physique alone, Qin Ming's performance was astonishing.

Si Yeli was very excited and said, "Both of them are bleeding, but the Dao Venerable of the Primordial God-Demon Clan is more seriously injured."

Outside the barrier, the natives stared wide-eyed, their breathing rapid; they had truly witnessed a miracle.

Jiang Yutian has entered the trial grounds corresponding to the Fourth Realm, and can be described as exceptionally talented, but now no one is looking at that place anymore.

Several more old monsters appeared at the scene, having emerged from seclusion upon hearing the news, eager to witness the battle between the outsider and the young Dao Venerable.

Inside the barrier, on the mountain path, the young Dao Venerable, who was leisurely walking his birdcage, suddenly tensed up. Brilliant Dao Patterns appeared under his feet. He took a step and arrived at the battlefield, wanting to watch the battle up close.

A young female Dao Venerable, who was pruning flowers and plants on a Spirit Mountain, descended to this place amidst a rain of light and treading on radiant petals.

In a far more distant place, someone was swimming side by side with the Kunpeng in the sea, and upon sensing the commotion here, rushed over immediately.

Qin Ming went all out, without holding back or holding back, engaging in a fierce and bloody battle with the Primordial God-Demon Dao Venerable.

With a loud crash, the short-haired youth coughed up blood and was sent flying backward, crashing into a large mountain and shattering it.

His gaze burned like a raging fire, his fighting spirit Chongxiao.

It is universally known that, under normal circumstances, young Dao Venerable are all resurrected and rebuilt from the Supreme Experts.

But now, someone is going to defy common sense!

Therefore, the young Dao Venerable of the Gods and Devils was filled with boiling Blood Qi. He was determined to find out whether this was an old monster pretending to be young. Ignoring his injuries, he was practically going berserk.

Qin Ming spoke up, "Brother, it's just a friendly spar, why risk your life? Let's settle this with ten punches."

At this stage, let alone calling the other party "brother," no one would find fault with it if he simply addressed them as "older brother," as their true strength and battle record were undeniable.

"Okay!" The short-haired youth spat out a mouthful of blood and readily agreed.

"Boom, boom----"

Between heaven and earth, it was as if Heavenly God was blooming. That was Qin Ming's ten-colored fist light erupting, each punch heavier than the last, almost shattering heaven and earth and piercing through the cosmos.

The short-haired youth also fought with all his might, and the Great God and demonic body behind him shrank and merged with himself.

After Qin Ming landed ten punches, he stopped. When Fist Print, his ten fingers were bright red and bleeding profusely.

The short-haired Dao Venerable the Gods and Devils had both arms broken and was staggering. In terms of physique, he was already at a disadvantage and had been outmatched by a young human. He was slightly inferior to his opponent, which was an area he was very proud of.