Chu Ming's strike severely wounded the very foundations of Zhao Shijie and Bai Lin Cultivator!
Rumble!
Their recoiling figures slamd into the mountain, and imdiately, two massive human-shaped holes appeared on the cliff face of the valley, with countless shattered rocks bursting forth!
"Cough cough cough..."
Zhao Shijie and Bai Lin Cultivator, supporting each other, walked out from the mountain. Both of their faces were as pale as paper. Zhao Shijie coughed a few tis, and imdiately, mouthfuls of fresh blood gushed out from his mouth!
"What did you do to Brother Xu?"
Zhao Shijie asked in a lifeless manner!
"You should rather worry about your own safety. How do you have the mood to care about others? Now, I've changed my mind. Neither of you will leave here today!"
Chu Ming said calmly, the Infinite Sword in his eyes lightly trembling, imdiately emitting a buzzing sword hum from the blade, with countless Sword Dao lights bursting out in the void!
"Run!!!"
Zhao Shijie roared angrily, igniting his own blood essence, transforming into a blood shadow, shooting off into the distance, while Bai Lin Cultivator, not slow either, flew in the direction Zhao Shijie had thought of!
"Die!"
Rumble!
Chu Ming gave a cold shout, his red robe billowing, his left hand transforming into a surge of Spiritual Power, turning into a gigantic palm covering the sky, aiming to envelop Zhao Shijie!
Splatter!
Boom!
Under the palm, Zhao Shijie's body was completely blown apart instantly, with countless blood mist drifting in mid-air!
"Eye of Illusion, open!"
Rumble!
A terrifying suction ca from Chu Ming's forehead. Zhao Shijie's True Spirit, just about to escape, was imdiately horrified, sensing the terrifying aura on Chu Ming, as if a Nether God in hell, giving him a feeling of his soul scattering!
"No!!!"
Whoosh!
No matter how Zhao Shijie struggled, his True Spirit ultimately beca nourishnt for the Eye of Illusion!
The Eye of Illusion is currently just a Lower Grade Sacred Artifact. To restore it to the level of a Middle Grade Sacred Artifact, it needs to absorb a massive amount of True Spirits in addition to spirit blood energy!
Feeling the terrifying power from behind, Bai Lin Cultivator looked back, just in ti to witness Zhao Shijie's suppression by Chu Ming's palm. He was imdiately terrified out of his mind, his face growing even paler!
Boom!
The sky darkened, and Bai Lin Cultivator instantly felt the trendous oppressive force of the surrounding space. Out of instinct, he begged Chu Ming for rcy: "As long as you spare , I'm willing to give you all the Elental Power Grass on !"
Chu Ming, his figure like a streak of light, traversed the void, and in almost an instant, got within a hundred ters of Bai Lin Cultivator, saying indifferently: "As long as I kill you, everything on you is mine!"
Boom!
The palm seal fell, Bai Lin Cultivator's figure shattered into pieces instantly, his True Spirit also becoming nourishnt for the Eye of Illusion!
With a flip of his palm, he suppressed and killed two top Sealed Saint level talents!
Now, Chu Ming had a newfound understanding of his power!
Swish swish!
Gathering Zhao Shijie and Bai Lin Cultivator's Storage Rings, only then did Chu Ming start cautiously picking the Elental Power Grass!
...
"This boy's Sword Dao cultivation is quite impressive, but I wonder about his talent?"
In mid-air at the Nine Elents Dao Palace, the ancient ancestor Tianyuan glanced at Chu Ming's figure, thinking secretly to himself!
As for the other strongest ancestor of the Nine Elents Dao Palace, the Black God Ancestor, he also constantly paid attention to everything in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm. However, compared to Tianyuan, the Black God Ancestor barely gave a glance at the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm before losing interest!
In the Outer Palace of the Nine Elents Dao Palace, even among these top Sealed Saint level talents, few could catch his eye. At his level, unless it was a Sealed Emperor level talent, ordinary talents hardly piqued his interest!
He was only paying attention to the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm due to Tianyuan's sudden appearance, otherwise, he wouldn't even have known that the Nine Elents Dao Palace was recruiting disciples again. After all, for powerhouses like them, a simple retreat could last for hundreds of years, if not several millennia cycles!
Upon reaching the Divine Dao Realm, their Divine Souls are almost immortal, and their lifespans are endless. The vast river of ti is rely a number to them!
"Counting these Elental Power Grass, plus what I already have, there are a total of twenty-three Upper Grade Emperor Level Elental Power Grass, fifty-six Middle Grade Emperor Level Elental Power Grass, and one hundred thirty-two Lower Grade Emperor Level Elental Power Grass!"
Chu Ming counted silently in his heart. Together, these Elental Power Grass were worth a staggering 150,000 points. If converted to Contribution Points, that would be 150,000 Contribution Points, but it's still far from enough!
What Martial Artists lack most is cultivation resources. If these Contribution Points were converted into cultivation resources, they probably wouldn't last Chu Ming half a year!
Now, with such a good opportunity to accumulate Contribution Points, naturally, the more the better!
Swish!
...
On a blood-colored plain, the surroundings were infinitely vast, with gusts of wind howling through the air!
At this mont, two figures are fiercely battling in mid-air. These two figures are a gray-robed man and a white-robed woman!
This gray-robed young man had a fair complexion and bright eyes. It was Cao Wu who had just escaped from a restriction, while the woman in white appeared extrely ordinary, holding a Cyan Umbrella in her hand!
Rumble!
Countless raindrops hovered around them, and even in mid-air, there were intermittent rain threads falling. Each of these mysterious raindrops seed like a world, containing countless will of the continents!
At this mont, Cao Wu felt extrely stifled. Having just escaped the restrictions, with his Upper Grade Emperor Level Martial Arts barely mastered, he hadn't yet had the chance to shine in the Ancient Yuan Illusion Realm before encountering Qing Hong!
Qing Hong, also one of the top ten freshn experts, but Qing Hong's strength was undoubtedly significantly stronger than Cao Wu's. After barely a hundred moves in their duel, Cao Wu was already at a disadvantage!
"Do I have to use my trump card?"
Cao Wu hesitated internally, suspecting that Qing Hong had already completely condensed the fifth Flower of the Law of Water. If that was the case, even using his trump card would not guarantee victory over Qing Hong!
Rumble!
Qing Hong, with a determined expression, swung her Cyan Umbrella. Instantly, countless raindrops cascaded from the sky like a dream, forming a torrential flood before Cao Wu!
These raindrops were imnsely powerful; even a casual drop could shatter mountains and continents. Now gathered together, their might was even more astounding!
"There's no ti to hesitate!"
Cao Wu steeled himself internally. If he didn't use his trump card now, he wouldn't even have the chance to use it later!
Rumble!
"Divine Martial Seal!"
Boom!
Cao Wu's black hair flew wildly, his gray robe flailed in the wind. He quickly ford seals in the air with both hands, and a vast Heaven and Earth Spiritual Power condensed in the sky, finally transforming into a terrifying black Divine Seal!
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