Chapter 271: Old Devil Yan
Opposite Qin Ming.
That lean, black-robed Old Man had Demonic energy roiling around him, clearly emanating Core Formation Stage Spiritual Power Fluctuation.
Qin Ming frowned slightly upon seeing this, but there wasn't much emotional change on his face.
"May I ask who you are?"
"Coming here to play tricks, what is your purpose?"
The black-robed Old Man cackled dryly, his gaze locked onto Qin Ming, "Hehehe! This Old Ancestor's surname is Yan, I wonder if you've heard of it?"
Old Devil Yan saw that he had revealed his true form, but Qin Ming opposite him showed no sign of panic, instead calmly conversing with him.
It seemed he had some kind of backing.
He couldn't help but put away a trace of his underestimation.
After all, when Duanmu Sheng gave him the information, he had said that there was a Second Order Great Demon, Peak Stage protecting the Island.
"However... this Old Ancestor has heard that a Tier 3 Alchemist has appeared here, with a Cultivation of only Mid-Foundation Establishment Stage. This Old Ancestor's Cultivation just happens to be lacking Pills, so I thought I'd come and take some."
"Oh, you're here to take them? Then why don't you try and see if they're easy to take?" Qin Ming said expressionlessly.
As soon as his voice fell.
Suddenly!
A black light flashed with a dark phantom, its speed terrifyingly fast, striking Qin Ming's body with lightning speed.
Clang!!
Within the black light, it was actually a Ghost Wail Blade as black as ink, a skull inlaid at the hilt, wailing with a ghastly cry.
Just as the Ghost Wail Blade touched Qin Ming, a layer of blood-colored True energy appeared, Spirit patterns flashing, perfectly displaying the True Extreme Body.
The Ghost Wail Blade struck Qin Ming's body, as if it had hit an incomparably hard Defense magical artifact, the black blade swayed and wobbled as if drunk, and was bounced back.
Old Devil Yan's sure-kill sneak attack was actually so easily neutralized, his eyes filled with suspicion and uncertainty, "Physical Body hard-resisting magical artifact?!?"
"There's definitely something wrong with you! Even this old man's Ghost Wail Blade can't cause you any harm?!"
At this moment.
Old Devil Yan also suddenly realized, no wonder this kid opposite him had been so calm all along, so he was hiding his Strength!
This Ghost Wail Blade was his Natal magical artifact, nurtured for over a hundred years. Usually when he cultivated Demonic Art, he killed a large number of Cultivators, spending much effort, feeding it countless Cultivators' Essence, Blood, Soul, and Spirit to refine it.
With a single strike, it could not only defile the enemy's magical artifact, but the sound of the ghost wail could also seize people's souls, specializing in breaking all kinds of Spirit Shields and Defense magical artifacts.
The number of souls who had died under this blade was countless.
The Ghost Wail Blade was also one of Old Devil Yan's greatest Reliance for his fearsome reputation.
Even Core Formation Stage Cultivators would avoid it if they faced his Natal magical artifact.
But unexpectedly, it couldn't even break through the opponent's Physical Body.
Old Devil Yan's heart was greatly shaken, was this the Strength a normal Perfected Foundation Establishment Pill Master should have?
Something abnormal must be a demon! He had already sensed that something was wrong, and the expression on his face was uncertain.
Immediately, he wanted to turn around and leave.
"Came and now want to leave?"
"Didn't you want to take this Island Lord's Spirit Pills?"
Qin Ming sneered, then waved his hand in summons! Ripples appeared in the air, and the enormous figures of three Spirit Beasts emerged, surrounding Old Devil Yan in a triangular formation.
In an instant, Heaven and Earth changed color.
Three terrifying Auras descended in Mid-Air, one of which even made Old Devil Yan's heart palpitate with fear.
"Peak Early-Stage Third-Rank Demon King!!!"
"Two Second Order Great Demon, Peak Stage!"
"Kid Duanmu has misled me!"
Old Devil Yan cried out in alarm, his whole body emitting thick black Qi, turning into countless black smoke and about to scatter and flee.
"Too much nonsense."
Qin Ming made a grasping motion with his five fingers, and as a green light flashed, three two-inch long nails appeared in his right palm.
Crimson-gold Spirit patterns emerged on the Wood Sovereign Nail, emitting terrifying Power.
Within Qin Ming's Sea of Qi Dantian, it roared like a surging tide, and a continuous stream of Magical power, like floodwaters from a opened floodgate, poured into the three Wood Sovereign Nail magical artifacts.
Buzz~ One after another, Spirit patterns lit up, and the aura of ultimate yang and extreme yang lingered on the nails, causing the surrounding air to begin to distort.
"Core Formation Realm Magical power? Top-Grade Third Order magical artifact!!"
"How is this possible?!"
Old Devil Yan screamed incredulously in the black smoke, once again using a Mystical Art at the cost of greatly damaging his Cultivation, his whole body emitting countless streams of blood light, fleeing frantically from Qin Ming in a bizarre posture.
While fleeing, Old Devil Yan gritted his teeth and reluctantly threw out an item, a black bone staff, with strings of ink-jade colored skulls hanging on it.
In an instant.
The black bone staff instantly swelled, transforming into a size of over ten feet. Ten thousand Souls roared, and countless Ghostly Creatures gushed out from the mouths of these ink-jade skulls!
This Low-Grade Third-Order Demonic artifact was something he had accidentally obtained from the Tai Lake Ruins. It could continuously enhance and amplify the Demonic artifact's Power by sacrificing Cultivator Souls.
Even if there was a sufficient Quantity of Souls, there would be no problem in upgrading the black bone staff to Mid Grade or above.
Old Devil Yan couldn't care about the pain anymore, he only hoped that these Ghostly Creatures could temporarily delay for a moment or two, allowing him to gain a chance of Vitality.
'Duanmu Sheng! You wait for this Old Ancestor! To dare scheme against me!'
'When this Old Ancestor escapes, I will definitely take your Divine Soul and light a lamp with it, burning for a thousand years!'
At this moment, Old Devil Yan had cursed Duanmu Sheng eight hundred times in his heart! However, in the next instant.
Swish! Swish! Swish! The three Wood Sovereign Nails in Qin Ming's right palm seemed to completely merge into the Void Space and disappear.
Puchi!
Ripples appeared in the air near the black bone staff, and a verdant Wood Sovereign Nail, spitting out crimson-gold divine light, silently pierced through the bone staff.
Just like a drop of Magma, falling on snow, the bone staff was broken open with a large hole from the middle.
At the same time, those Ghostly Creatures, upon encountering the crimson-gold divine light emitted by the Wood Sovereign Nail, all disintegrated like ice and snow, instantly evaporated directly.
The black bone staff let out a mournful cry under the Wood Sovereign Nail's strike, and actually broke directly into two pieces.
Qin Ming's eyes were like torches, his heart filled with excitement! This was the Power of a Top-Grade magical artifact!
It was completely incomparable to ordinary magical artifacts.
The other two Wood Sovereign Nails, as if having lock-on capabilities, chased after one of the streams of black smoke that Old Devil Yan had split into.
In just an instant.
"Ah!"
Old Devil Yan staggered, falling out of the black smoke.
At this time, his face was incomparably pale, clutching a severed arm, staring at Qin Ming with a face full of despair.
'Tier 3 Spirit Pet, Top-Grade Third Order magical artifact'
'This is even stronger than those old guys from Profound Stream Valley!'
'How could there be such a figure in the Wei Kingdom?'
'Unexpectedly, this Old Ancestor, who has dominated the Demonic Path for so many years, is going to capsize in a ditch today...'
Old Devil Yan was very clear that if he hadn't severed his arm just now and used the Demonic Path's Calamity Evasion Secret Art, he would have already died under that unpredictable nail.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, I was wrong earlier, my tone was a bit harsh, but I actually had no intention of being your enemy!"
"I hope Fellow Daoist will spare my life."
Old Devil Yan begged for mercy.
"I still prefer your arrogant and unruly appearance from just now."
"Didn't you say you were here to take Spirit Pills?"
"Also, why did you shout that Duanmu Sheng misled you just now, could it be that he gave you some information?"
"Actually transforming into Gu Qingzhao's appearance to lure me out of the Island."
Qin Ming said indifferently, looking at the other party as if he were looking at a dead man.
"Yes, yes, yes! It was him."
Old Devil Yan hurriedly responded, but his eyes began to flicker, secretly pondering how to break the situation.
"Mm, then you can go die too."
As soon as his voice fell.
Qin Ming then made another grasping motion in Void Space, and three Wood Sovereign Nails shot towards Old Devil Yan.
Old Devil Yan's entire person's eyes were about to split, roaring sternly and loudly, "Junior! Do you really want to perish together?"
He knew that there was absolutely no possibility of surviving under the strike of those three Top-Grade magical artifacts.
Immediately, Old Devil Yan revealed a look of madness, and was about to choose to self-detonate his Golden Core, and perish together with Qin Ming.
However, the three Wood Sovereign Nails suddenly pierced through Old Devil Yan's protective Demonic energy, and easily penetrated the Defense magical artifact on his body.
Instantly piercing through his head, revealing three bloody holes.
Old Devil Yan lost his breath, not even having time to self-detonate, his Corpse fell powerlessly from In the Air.
Qin Ming immediately cast a Thorn Technique on him, and countless Black Vines wrapped around him, sucking him into a Dried Corpse.
The Devouring Heaven Rat watched from the side for a long time, and immediately dug out a Golden Core from Old Devil Yan's Corpse, handing it to Qin Ming.
"Master, there's also this."
"Hehe!"
End of Chapter