Longevity: Start Farming with Entries

Only two breaths later, his figure reappeared.

Qin Ming hadn’t teleported very far; he arrived at the mountainous outskirts of the Demon Ancient Palace.

He found a spot and quietly hid himself.

After crouching for almost half a cup of tea time.

Swoosh!

A white dazzling streak shot out from the Demon Ancient Holy Hall, revealing the panic-stricken and disheveled figure of Ye Lingxiao from the Profound Celestial Sword Sect.

At this moment, he was severely injured, his face pale, and one of his arms was even missing.

Even though he had narrowly escaped with his life, he paid a hefty price and it could be said his Primordial Qi was severely depleted.

His cultivation realm even nearly plummeted.

"Damn it! What on earth is this Demon Ancient Holy Hall? There’s actually a Void Refining Ghost here, and without even exploring thoroughly, the entire army is wiped out. How am I supposed to explain this to the Sect..."

"If it weren’t for possessing the Substitution Secret Technique, I’m afraid falling would be inevitable." Ye Lingxiao glanced back at the hall behind him, cursing with lingering fear.

However, the next moment.

His scalp tingled, a chill arose in his heart, and immediately he used a body technique to disappear from the spot.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Only to see dozens of cyan spikes appearing and vanishing near where he had stood.

If Ye Lingxiao hadn’t reacted quickly, he would have become a corpse by now.

"Who is it?!"

"Daring to ambush me!"

Ye Lingxiao was filled with shock and anger, sent out his Divine Thought to scan the area, but found nothing, remaining the one hand to form a sword technique, ready to face any sudden changes.

Without further ado, he immediately used a body technique to flee towards the Netherworld Abyss above.

Ye Lingxiao was well aware that he was at the end of his rope; if someone were to ambush him, he would likely meet his end here.

At this moment.

Qin Ming’s figure appeared as well; earlier in the inn, he clearly heard what Ye Lingxiao planned to do to him.

Being quite vengeful, now that the other was only half alive, what a good opportunity... how could he miss it?

Thus, even though Qin Ming indeed had the ability to flee far away, he pondered for a while and ultimately chose to wait for this person outside the Demon Ancient Holy Hall.

"It’s you!!"

Ye Lingxiao suddenly turned around and recognized Qin Ming.

Isn’t he the owner of the Mouse Demon I coveted?

At this moment, the other party transformed from having a late-stage Nascent Soul cultivation to a mid-stage Divinity Transformation cultivator...

’His disguise technique can even deceive me; it shows how deeply he’s hidden...’

’How hateful! Taking advantage of someone’s peril!’

His eyes flickered several times, spewed out a mouthful of old blood, immediately used secret techniques again, transforming into numerous shadow clones fleeing in all directions.

"Since you are a powerful Sword Cultivator, try receiving a sword from Lii." Qin Ming spoke as the Soul-Devouring Demon Sword suddenly appeared three inches above his head. Then, with a flash of black light, it emitted a pitch-black Sword Aura that directly locked onto Ye Lingxiao’s true form!

Swish!

As Ye Lingxiao was desperately fleeing, he sensed a pitch-black Demon Sword, wailed with eerie ghostly screams, teleporting several times in mid-air, slashing towards him.

He hastily shouted: "Stop! I have no quarrel with you, why harm me? Do you want to be hunted by the Profound Celestial Sword Sect?"

Upon hearing this, Qin Ming did not halt his sword techniques and merely said indifferently: "When you plotted against Lii’s life in the inn, you should have been prepared to die."

Ye Lingxiao was taken aback by these words, not expecting that his words from that day had fallen into the ears of the opponent verbatim.

Under these circumstances, he displayed a trace of malice on his face.

"You forced me to this! You loose cultivators think having some fortuitous encounters can let you overturn everything?"

"Today, even if I have to pay some price, I will kill you here!!"

At the next moment.

Ye Lingxiao’s eyes were wide open, he took out a crimson pill to activate potential and swallowed it.

His originally severely injured body miraculously recovered for the most part, and immediately from the sword-shaped mark between his eyebrows, a golden Sword Talisman flew out majestically.