Cosmic-Level Demon God
Chapter 128 - 128 103 Morning Dust Settled Light Pierces Through Shattering Mountains and Rivers in Thousands of Blossoms Second Update

128: Chapter 103 Morning Dust Settled, Light Pierces Through, Shattering Mountains and Rivers in Thousands of Blossoms (Second Update) 128: Chapter 103 Morning Dust Settled, Light Pierces Through, Shattering Mountains and Rivers in Thousands of Blossoms (Second Update) On the way, they encountered several creatures from the Netherworld.

Before Qin Shi could even greet them, they turned and ran, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight, without the slightest hesitation.

This constantly triggered the Legendary Talent [Steel of the Heart], but it never fully took effect.

“Never mind, I’ll have a heart-to-heart with them next time and build some rapport.”

Thanks to last-minute cramming and cultivating the Void Meditation Technique, Qin Shi’s spirit had grown significantly.

Even the exhausting rowing didn’t make him feel too fatigued.

Soon after, he saw an “island” with only its tip visible.

That was the destination.

“Time to kill, time to kill!”

Qin Shi impatiently rubbed his hands together, docked the raft, and headed straight for Qin Yixiong.

The latter seemed to be still trying to figure out the situation.

When he saw Qin Shi’s face, a flash of confusion and bewilderment crossed his eyes.

Immediately after, a cold killing intent also emerged.

It was clear that the second eldest of the Qin Family recognized this naive student who had taken away the Martial God’s inheritance without knowing his place.

“So you’re the one behind this!”

Qin Yixiong’s spirit projection was strange.

His upper half was human, but his lower half had four scorpion-like appendages.

He held a thin sword, his four legs moved flexibly, and his size was nearly two meters tall.

In contrast, Qin Shi was empty-handed, looking like a newbie fresh out of Newbie Village.

“Hey Qin guy, why does his spiritual power not seem weak.”

Qin Shi, who had been planning to crush him easily, came to a halt and looked back at Super Xiao He.

Dao nature incarnate sitting on the raft responded helplessly:

“I can’t help you fight.”

Alright then, relying on the Martial God to log in remotely and fight for him was out of the question.

Qin Shi focused on dealing with this elite BOSS.

He aimed for a first kill, not to be reverse killed by the opponent.

Spiritual attack and defense were different from punching and kicking or arena combat.

According to Super Xiao He, it only depended on two factors.

The first was the level.

Spiritual cultivation was divided into four major stages: “Meditation”, “Holy Embryo”, “Sitting and Forgetting”, and “Manifestation”.

The higher the level, the more refined the spiritual power, allowing interference with the material world and using various means.

The second was visualization.

The richer the visualization, the more changes in spiritual power, which could capture infinite wonders and add them to oneself.

Clearly, Qin Yixiong was not a spiritual cultivator and had not learned the Visualization Technique.

“The advantage is mine!”

Qin Shi faced Qin Yixiong, who held a thin sword and moved with four legs, his thoughts flashing and colliding continuously, finally sparking illumination.

“The weapon I imagined day and night, woven through heart intent and condensed into the strongest weapon…

Eh, why is it a dump truck!”

Qin Shi had no time to think further, rolling nimbly to dodge the thrust of the thin sword.

Then he proficiently climbed onto the dump truck, started it, ran over Qin Yixiong, and went back and forth a few times.

The second eldest of the Qin Family was mashed into meat paste and gradually dissipated.

Jumping off the dump truck, Qin Shi remarked:

“Defeated under my dump truck Iai, you’ve died a worthwhile death.”

Crack!

Like shattered glass, the defeated Qin Yixiong exploded into a ball of light.

“Xiao He, what’s this?”

Qin Shi cautiously kept his distance.

“The Netherworld is a virtual ocean that carries the spirit and contains consciousness.

Any creature’s spirit or consciousness that perishes here, part of their pre-death memories or insights will be left behind in another form.”

Super Xiao He seemed also taken aback by Qin Shi’s simplicity and brutality, summoning a dump truck with spiritual power to crush the enemy.

This kid’s technique was really unconventional.

“The Qin guy probably doesn’t have anything good leftover either.”

Qin Shi stepped forward and grabbed the light ball, instantly refining it, finding only chaotic and fragmented memory scenes.

There were childhood frolics with siblings, indulgent pleasures of youth…

“Ah Xiong!

Drink this, and you’ll become a descendant of the main branch of the Qin Family!”

Qin Shi saw a middle-aged man who closely resembled Qin Yixiong pushing a bottle of crimson potion towards him.

“The future of the Qin Family!

It rests on you and me!

Drink Rebirth No.

1, and maybe our ancestors can use our bodies to be reborn!

Return once more…”

Qin Shi shook his head, shattering the chaotic memories to avoid being disturbed.

“Mysterious mumbo jumbo…

The Qin Family ancestors?

They’ve been dead for a thousand years, can they still be revived?”

He was somewhat puzzled.

Whether a Martial God or a Grandmaster of the mind, it was difficult to break through a lifespan of a thousand years.

In Dongxia’s history, the one who lived the longest seemed to be the first Martial God, Yan Haishan.

He was said to have ten generations living under one roof, with a thriving family.

“Dealing with this problem is much more satisfying.”

After confirming Qin Yixiong’s consciousness had perished and fulfilling the order’s requirement for “brain death”,

Qin Shi and Super Xiao He exited the Netherworld and returned to the Palace of Thought, where the continuous “charging” of spiritual power pleasure disappeared.

“If I could stay in the Netherworld for twenty-four hours, would I instantly become a Grandmaster of the mind?”

“More likely, you’d be completely assimilated and become a different kind of Netherworld creature.”

Super Xiao He doused the thought with cold water.

“The current record for human stay in the Netherworld is ten hours, held by a Grandmaster of the mind.

However, staying too long, he was eventually targeted by deeper evil creatures and corrupted.”

Indeed, the Netherworld was a dark forest.

Revealing oneself was equivalent to courting danger.

Qin Shi reined in his off-track thoughts and carefully savored the feeling of extinguishing the enemy.

It did feel pretty good.

His previously somewhat stifled heart suddenly felt relieved.

“Is this what cultivating the mind and attaining clarity feels like?”

In the Palace of Thought, Qin Shi sat cross-legged, his mind wandering.

What would happen to those terrifyingly strong Grandmasters of the mind if their obsessions were not fulfilled?

“Many martial artists kill a thousand or even ten thousand people and still can’t touch the threshold of the Divine Barrier Limit.

You just need to eliminate one enemy, and your Prison Barrier loosens.”

Super Xiao He felt puzzled.

In the Great Cosmos Era, life wasn’t that valuable.

Dongxia, with thirty-two administrative regions, saw over ten thousand lives end every second, whether due to vendettas, wars, or other reasons.

“How strong must his moral conviction be to have ‘killing people is against the law’ such firmly engraved in his mind?”

…

…

“Mr.

Liang, we are here to apprehend Gao Haipeng…

Please don’t misunderstand.”

Secretary Huo, with four or five Specialized Level members with over a hundred life force, stood at the corridor entrance.

Before them was only a lame man with difficulty walking, but they dared not move.

The immense and soaring aura resembled a giant fireball suspended in the void, emitting a scalding, metal-melting heat.

“Have you seen my file?”

Old Liang raised his eyelids and asked.

“I know a little.”

Secretary Huo answered tensely.

“On the Minister’s orders, I handled the contents of your file.”

Old Liang nodded, glancing back:

“No wonder this guy’s not afraid of me, coming here courting death.”

The middle-aged man limped out of the shadows.

The old, dilapidated dormitory building had only one room with a light on.

He looked up at it, as if seeing a bright moon rising from his heart sea, shining in the night sky.

That iron-hard face suddenly showed a smile:

“Impressive, huh?”

“Huh?”

Secretary Huo looked blankly, following Old Liang’s gaze, finally understanding.

He answered sincerely:

“Breaking two limits in the body is rare.

At your age, the Divine Residence Inner World, you could be called unmatched!”

Old Liang seemed satisfied and waved them away:

“You all can leave, oh, and take that corpse back.

Don’t scare my apprentice.”