Within the forbidden area of the Demonic Flood Dragon Clan's Dragon Transformation Pool.
Three fourth-rank Demon Cores had already appeared in Qin Ming's demonic nascent soul's hand, while three blood-drenched dragon corpses floated in the Dragon Transformation Pool.
As the saying went, strike when he was sick and take his life.
Xuan Ce and the other two were undergoing a demonic blood infusion in the Dragon Transformation Pool, right at the most critical moment. For Qin Ming's demonic nascent soul to kill the three of them could not have been easier.
Then, with a sweep of his hand into the blood pool, he collected the three dragon corpses.
Prince Xuan Ce's eyes were wide open. Even in death, he did not understand why Lord Seven Sorrows had suddenly turned on them and ambushed them.
"Three corpses of fourth-rank great demons are enough for my true body to take back and farm. It is about time to withdraw. Bite off more than I can chew, and I will never digest it."
"Prince Xuan Ce bears an ancient dragon clan's True Spirit Bloodline. Perhaps it can further advance my body-refining cultivation."
Qin Ming's divine sense naturally sensed the situation outside as well.
If there had only been one Nascent Soul Late Stage Great Cultivator, he believed he could still deal with it calmly.
But he had not expected Ice Xuanzi, a Nascent Soul Late Stage Great Cultivator from the Northern Frost Cultivation Realm, to come as well. Even he could only temporarily avoid the edge of their blade.
Yet Qin Ming's demonic nascent soul was not panicked in the slightest.
His true body in the human realm held a "Nine Heavens Azure Essence Mystic Response True Talisman," allowing him to flee across realms at any time.
Even if he encountered a God