Even a peak Mystic Royal Realm expert was unable to resist the power of this supreme Sword Dao. He was still like an ant that was instantly destroyed!
"Clang!"
"Chi chi"
The four Mystic Royal Realm experts were instantly shattered by the boundless sword qi that filled the sky. Even their divine souls were directly shattered by the vast Taiyi Sword Intent, and they died.
In an instant, Su Ming had killed four powerful Mystique Sovereigns with a single strike!
There was one mid-stage Mystic Monarch Realm expert and three early-stage Mystic Monarch Realm experts.
He put away his Art and calmed his mind. With an indifferent expression, Su Ming walked towards Bai Jing Qiu, who was sitting on the ground.
At that moment, Su Ming noticed that Bai Jing Qiu's face was pale and her presence was weak. If she did not recover soon, she would probably hurt her foundation and cause irreparable consequences.
"Senior Brother Su, it's really you!"
At this moment, a trace of excitement and gentleness appeared on Bai Jing Qiu's beautiful face.
"Don't speak yet. Your injuries are very serious and complicated! Not only did he have sword wounds on his body, but his soul was also severely injured. His Celestial Chi was almost exhausted, and his aura was weak. If you don't recover in time, it will be very difficult for you to advance in your Sword Dao in the future!”
Su Ming touched the air with his right hand, and in the blink of an eye, two medicinal cores appeared in his hand.
One red, one green.
However, both of them were suffused with a gentle light and emitted boundless medicinal strength.
One was the Azure Mystic Snow Lotus Pill, and the other was the divine-grade mystic condensing pill.
Without any hesitation, Su Ming stuffed two incredibly precious medicinal cores into Bai Jing Qiu's mouth, then lifted her exquisite chin slightly to make her consume them.
This intimate action caused her to blush. She lowered her head slightly, not daring to look Su Ming in the eye.
"A pill will help you recover quickly, nourish your body, and recover your cultivation. The other will help you repair your eight extraordinary meridians and condense mystic qi.”
As if he had thought of something, Su Ming lifted his right hand and pressed it against Bai Jing Qiu's right shoulder with lightning speed.
"The Great Dao of Yin and Yang, I am the only one. The might of the Immortal Slaying Sword can cut through the netherworld. There is no place for demons and monsters to hide."
The golden sword glare in Su Ming's eyes shone brightly, as if he was a celestial descending to the mortal world. His eyes were filled with rage, as if he wanted to kill all the evil and evil in the world.
"Ah ~"
"Uh..."
"Roar!"
“......”
In an instant, over a dozen vengeful souls turned into ghastly ghostly Qi and were extracted from Bai Jing Qiu's body. Bai Jing Qiu's complexion immediately turned for the better.
"This is a cheap trick of the Ghost King Sect and the Soul Refining Sect. It is a Heroic Soul Mark spell. Junior Sister Jing Qiu, if you were to be hit by their ghostly Qi while fighting, you will be planted with a Heroic Spirit ghost. In the future, you will have nowhere to hide. No matter where you run to, they will be able to find you!”
Bai Jing Qiu's beautiful eyes widened in disbelief. However, she was suddenly enlightened.
It was no wonder that no matter where he and his fellow disciples hid, they were quickly found by those demonic experts. It turned out that they had been marked by their Ghost King Sect.
"Senior Brother Su, that Nine Nether Turning Devil Seal is extremely vicious. I heard that the top experts of the devil sects can use it to refine an ancient demon corpse. If that's really the case, I'm afraid our righteous sects will have to face it,"
As if she had recalled something, Bai Jing Qiu's expression became somewhat uneasy.
"It's fine. There are records in the Azure Mystic Sword Pavilion's library that this evil mudra is related to the Ghost King Sect Master. Once I kill him, this Nine Nether Revolving Devil Seal will naturally be lost and disappear from the world.”
These incredibly arrogant and domineering words came out of Su Ming's mouth in an incredibly casual manner. Even if she had some understanding of Su Ming's heaven-defying power, Bai Jing Qiu was still incredibly shocked when she heard it.
After all, the Ghost King Sect was a first-rate demonic sect with a thousand years of foundation.
In that case, the Ghost King Sect Master's cultivation level was most likely similar to the Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang. It was definitely not below the initial stage of the Profound Xuan Realm.
Su Ming had a calm and relaxed expression on his face, as if killing the Ghost King Sect Master would not be too difficult.
That was a terrifying existence at the Profound Martial Realm, the Sect Leader of a thousand-year-old sect, a supreme expert at the Sect Leader level. How could Bai Jing Qiu not be shocked?
"Senior brother Su Ming might be a genius who has never been seen before, and no one will ever be able to do so in the future. It wouldn't be too difficult to kill the Ghost King Sect Master in a few years!”
"But senior brother Su Ming is still young, just as young as me. I'm afraid he's a little…"
Bai Jing Qiu thought to herself.
Su Ming shook his head calmly, as if he had seen through Bai Jing Qiu's thoughts. He smiled helplessly, but he did not care.
However, Bai Jing Qiu was still a little worried. After staying in the northern region of the Xuan Qi Continent for a year and a half, she had gained quite a bit of understanding of the strange methods and Xuan Skills of the experts of the Devil Dao Sects.
Not to mention that the Ghost King Sect's Sect Master was in the Profound Martial Realm, there were many experts in the Ghost King Sect.
Moreover, a year ago, the Dark Shadow Guards of Qing Xuan had brought back a piece of information from Qing Xuan Sword Pavilion. It showed that they could often sense an ancient aura above the mid-level Profound Martial Realm in the Ghost King Sect!
This meant that besides the Ghost King Sect's Sect Master, who was above the initial stage of the Profound Martial Realm, there was another hidden expert with an even higher cultivation.
"Senior Brother Su, the Ghost King Sect is mysterious and unpredictable. There are many experts. You have to be careful! Unless it was absolutely necessary, Bai Jingqiu still voiced her worries.
"Alright, Junior Sister. I know what I'm doing, don't worry!" Su Ming interrupted.
This was not Su Ming being blindly confident. Putting aside the fact that he was already at the final stage of half a step into Profound Realm, even if he were to face a powerful warrior from Ghost King Sect who was at the middle stage of Profound Realm, he would not lose!
Besides, during the past few years, Su Ming had opened the system to answer questions in different areas of the Xuan Qi Continent, and he had obtained countless divine and supreme grade Xuan Treasures, Runes, and Xuan Skills.
So what if he was a high-level Profound Martial Realm expert? He wouldn't be afraid to fight with equipment and magic treasures!
Of course, Su Ming did not believe that Ghost King Sect had a powerful warrior in the high level of Profound Mysteries Realm guarding it. That was why he did not need to go all out in this battle. He just needed to deal with it calmly.
Although he might not necessarily need those divine-grade Profound Treasures, array formations and Profound Skills, but it was never wrong to be fully prepared!
After all, it was better to be safe than sorry. It was clear that Su Ming had always had a good temperament.
Even though his cultivation was already quite high, he was still very cautious.
"Junior Sister, you can rest in peace in this secret place and recover your cultivation. I've already removed the Heroic Soul Mark spell on you, so it shouldn't be so easy for others to follow you.”
Su Ming might have an indifferent expression, but there was a hint of authority in his tone that could not be disobeyed, causing Bai Jing Qiu to nod her head obediently. She looked incredibly obedient and adorable.
"As for Xue Chang Ning and the other 19 elite disciples, I've already saved them. They're fine, but you just need to take care of yourself.”
After all, Pavilion Master Ji Yunshang and the other peak masters of the twelve peaks of Qing Xuan were about to arrive. Su Ming was not too worried about the safety of the elite disciples.
After a moment, Su Ming looked at the horizon in the distance. With a whoosh, he turned into a dazzling sword light and disappeared into the horizon.
Su Ming's level of cultivation was extraordinary, which was why his state of mind was also extraordinary.
He actually wanted to activate the system to answer questions in this desolate land of the northern region to see if he could obtain any unexpected gains. He did not have the slightest awareness of venturing deep into the enemy's territory.
This place was adjacent to the Lost Abyss, and it was a place that resonated with the Ghost King Sect's headquarters, Yan Luo Dian. Although the mountains were not beautiful, they were exquisite and unique, and it was worth a visit.
After all, the Ghost King Sect was a large demonic sect with a thousand years of history. The rewards from opening the system in the various mountains and secret realms were definitely not to be underestimated.
Besides, Su Ming wanted to test just how powerful his final version of the half step into the Mysterious Realm was. He wanted to see how far he could go!
"When can I help you, senior brother Su Ming?”
Bai Jing Qiu stared at the dazzling sword light that Su Ming had turned into when he left. She did not come back to her senses for a long time. With a regretful look on her face, she mumbled to herself.
But then again, there were many Devil Dao experts in the Ghost King Sect. Bai Jingqiu's high-level Mystic King cultivation was not considered very powerful here.
That was why she was not stupid enough to secretly follow Su Ming. She knew that she would only become a burden to him.
......
At the bottom of the Nine-bend Yellow Spring River.
Ghost King Sect, Yan Luo Dian.
Inside the hall, a vast Ghost King Blood Pool appeared in front of them. Blood bubbles were rolling on the surface of the blood pool, like boiling blood soup.
The Ghost King Sect Master was soaking in the center of the blood pool, where the smell of blood was strong. His red and green eyes were filled with evil light, and his face was cold.
About five Ghost King Sect experts were standing in an orderly manner in the Blood Pool area, but they were also enjoying the endless benefits of soaking their bodies in the Blood Pool.
It was as if the powerful warriors from the sect did not know that all the powerful warriors from Ghost King Sect they had sent out had been killed by Su Ming.
"Sect Master, may I ask what is the opinion of the old sect master who is in seclusion in the Yellow Spring Valley?”
A red-haired old man asked from three feet away from the Ghost King Sect. He was a veteran expert of the Ghost King Sect.
"The old sect master left the Yellow Spring Valley yesterday to deliver a welcome gift to Qingxuan Sword Pavilion!”
At this moment, the Ghost King Sect Master had a devilish smile on his face. How could he not be happy when the unfathomable old sect master came out?
"At this time, the Left Nether Emissary and the others should have succeeded! With the help of the old sect master, the plan to refine the ancient demon corpse was even more foolproof.”
Hearing this, the Ghost King Sect experts in the blood pool were all excited.
Ironically, at this moment, in the sky above the Nine Zigzag Yellow Spring River, a figure that was as fast as an aurora arrived.
The figure looked like a refined youth. However, the poisonous miasma in the Lost Abyss seemed to have no effect on him because it could not penetrate the golden protective Celestial Chi on his body that was as thick as armor.
He could only allow him to fly all the way, unimpeded, as if he was walking on flat ground.
......
After a while, the figure slowly stopped.
"Is this the Lost Abyss? The place where the Ghost King Sect was established!"
Su Ming lifted his eyes and looked around him. He swept his gaze across the desolate land filled with ghostly fog, illusions, and miasma.
"Hehe, you hid it well! There was no trace of Yan Luo Dian within a radius of several dozen miles. Interesting!”
Su Ming fell silent for a moment before he used his divine sense to scan the area several dozen lis around him. He could not sense any traces of Ghost King Sect's headquarters, Yan Luo Hall, and was rather puzzled.
He walked forward with interest and looked around. At a certain moment, his eyes suddenly flashed and locked onto a winding river.
When he counted carefully, Su Ming noticed that the river had bent nine times!
Bending nine times was nine turns!
"Nine Songs! Yellow Springs! At the bottom of the Yellow Spring River, there was a temple called Yama. Heh, so the legend is true!"
"Yo! I've finally found it!"
With a smile on his face, Su Ming stood proudly in the air above the surface of the Yellow Spring River and looked down at the river with disdain.
In a moment, golden sword light flickered in his eyes. His hair fluttered, and his long robe fluttered without wind. The cold killing intent around him seemed to have materialized and poured out.
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