C37 (1/2)

Hua Ling was in the late stage of the Awakening Realm, while Gu Canghai was at the peak of the Awakening Realm. Both were powerful warriors.

However, in the face of Zhou Qing's sword attack, he could not even block it for a moment. He could not even escape. Instead, he exploded into a rain of blood.

It could be said that he had crushed everything in his path!

Even though he had killed two people with a single sword strike, the might of the pitch-black sword light didn't diminish at all. It continued to slash forward!

The intense pain within Zhou Qing's body had already reached its peak. His entire body was trembling as blood spurted out madly from his body, turning him into a man made of blood.

”Little brat Zhou, your meridians are about to collapse. Let go!”

The Curse Spirit roared, causing Zhou Qing's consciousness to blur. Instinctively, he let go of his sword.

When the magic sword left his hand, the gigantic pitch-black sword beam instantly went out of control. Carrying with it a terrifying might, it slashed brazenly towards the stone mountain at the back of the village.

Boom!

As the sword slashed down, the earth shook and mountains shook. Mountain rocks exploded, and smoke and dust rose in all directions!

Zhou Qing endured the pain and suddenly bent down. However, a stream of sword Qi had barely managed to cut through his back. His clothes were torn apart and blood flowed out. He was so scared that he broke out in a cold sweat.

The terrifying pitch-black sword beam finally disappeared after it slashed its way into the mountain. After the time it took to boil a cup of tea, the flying dust gradually dispersed.

Zhou Qing coughed out a mouthful of blood as he raised his head to look, and his pupils immediately constricted.

On top of the originally complete mountain, a two hundred feet deep mark suddenly appeared. It was the mark left by the sword beam.

A single slash almost split the mountain in half!

Looking at the surroundings, the sword qi that was spreading out had destroyed the entire small stone village. Many houses had already collapsed, and the bricks had been reduced to rubble.

The might of this sword strike was too terrifying.

”Don't just stand there. Your meridians are about to collapse. This time, even if it's completely broken, this sovereign still won't be able to save you!”

The sound of the Curse Spirit's roar suddenly resounded in his mind.

Zhou Qing held back the pain he was feeling and looked inside. When he saw what was inside, he was overwhelmed with shock.

His meridians, which had been restored by the True Blood Lotus, were now like damaged little villages in a stone village. There were wounds everywhere, and some of them even showed signs of rupturing!

”Pulse Forging Pill!”

Zhou Qing's heart skipped a beat. He stood up and ran to the place where Gu Canghai had died. He searched the ground like crazy for blood.

Finally, he found Gu Canghai's storage ring. He swept through it with his Spiritual Sense and found that the Pulse Tempering Pill was still there.

Originally, Zhou Qing had prepared this pill for him when he broke through to the Spirit Realm. However, seeing that his meridians were about to completely collapse, he did not care much about it and directly swallowed it.

Buzz.

The Fate Stone spirit bone glowed with a black light and instantly released an extremely powerful suction force. The Spiritual Qi of Heaven and Earth that had just recovered its calmness was stirred up once more and crazily rushed into Zhou Qing's body.

He madly circulated the ”Ten Thousand Spirit Codex”, and the natural spirit energy that entered his body was instantly converted into spirit energy.

At the same time, the Meridian Forging Pill also turned into a wave of pure medicinal energy that was enveloped by the spirit energy and began to surge within Zhou Qing's body.

Crash.

The sound of a large river gushing could be heard from Zhou Qing's body. The medicinal strength of the Meridian Forging Pill was rapidly healing Zhou Qing's damaged meridians.

The Meridian Forging Pill was truly worthy of being personally refined by a Daoist Master. Its efficacy far surpassed that of the True Blood Lotus. After three cycles, Zhou Qing felt the pain in his body lessen.

However, although his injuries were recovering, Zhou Qing's expression was exceptionally ugly.

The Pulse Refining Pill, which was enough to support him in cultivating to the Spirit Realm, was wasted just like that!

”Gu Canghai really deserves to die!”

The might of that pitch-black sword beam was simply too great. It wouldn't be long before experts rushed over to investigate.

After finding Hua Ling's storage ring, Zhou Qing stored the two high-grade magic tools into the Life Stone space before silently channeling the Restraining Incantation and quickly leaving the area.

After the time it takes to burn an incense stick.

More than ten streaks of light of different colors tore through the sky like shooting stars. After arriving above the little Stone Village, they all fell to the ground.

These people were the powerful mages that had recently gathered in White Ridge City. They had come here to check out the situation after being alerted by the battle's aura.

”There are traces of mana fluctuations in the air.”

The Great Elder of the Southern Sword Valley said in a deep voice as he looked down at the messy Little Stone Village.

”This wave is not weak at all. It should be at least at the intermediate stage of the Spirit Realm.”

The other man frowned. It was Lan Qingyun.

Hai Zun Tian also came. After silently observing the battlefield for a while, he muttered: ”Strange …”

Everyone looked at him.

”Old Hai, what did you find?”

”In addition to the mana fluctuations, there are three other auras remaining here. ”One is at the peak of the Spirit Condensation realm, one is at the late stage of the Spirit Condensation realm, and one is at the early stage of the Spirit Condensation realm.”

Hai Zun Tian strode forward, observing the scattered blood and flesh of Gu Canghai and Hua Ling. His eyes flashed with a strange light, ”The two who died were peak and late stage cultivators, but I didn't find any trace of the early Spirit Condensation cultivator's death.”

”Probably someone who was with the mage.”

As soon as the Sect Leader of the True Virtuous Gate, Zhao Po, had spoken, everyone nodded their heads in agreement. They had already made a rough guess.

The two people who died attacked an early stage Spirit Condensation cultivator. However, there was a mage backing them up, so in a fit of rage, he immediately killed them both.

”However, why does this mage's aura look so similar to that of the early stage Soul Formation cultivator? It's almost like the same person …”

On the other hand, Hai Zun Tian shook his head and muttered softly. The doubt on his face deepened.

If even Hai Zun Tian, who was at half-step into the realms of realms, couldn't figure it out, the rest of the mages also didn't dare to make any rash decisions.

However, no one noticed that within the crowd, there was a person who was staring blankly at the pieces of cloth on the ground.

This middle-aged mage was none other than Old Devil Feng!