Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 774: The fate of good and evil is impossible (big chapter plus more monthly tickets required)
The "Red Fire Divine Art" mentioned by Qiu Wuxin is a profound martial art unique to the "Falling Maple Valley" and is also the main martial art he has practiced for many years.

This technique was created by a Nascent Soul senior in "Luomag Valley". It can be cultivated directly to the Nascent Soul realm and has always been valued by the sect's ancestors. Only the core disciples who are trained by the sect have the possibility of being passed down this technique.

There are not many people practicing this "Red Fire Divine Art" even in the sect itself, so it is impossible for outsiders to practice it.

The three red blood lights emitted by the green-clothed man in front of him were not only exactly the same as the "Red Fire Divine Art" he was practicing, but the blood light could also interfere with his use of magic power to activate magic weapons.

This was obviously something that could only be done by someone who had also practiced the "Red Fire Divine Art", and the other party's understanding of this art seemed to be not much less than his own, otherwise it would be impossible for him to find the key point of his art so easily and interrupt his spellcasting.

In the entire "Luomagte Valley", there are less than ten people who are qualified to practice the "Red Fire Divine Art", and Qiu Wuxin is the one who has cultivated to the highest level among them.

Seeing that the other party could actually compete with him in terms of martial arts, Qiu Wuxin was even more shocked. He really couldn't figure out who this man in green was and why he had such a profound understanding of the "Red Fire Divine Art".

"This technique was not created by you, so why can't I practice it? Brother Qiu, aren't you exaggerating a bit?" Facing Qiu Wuxin's shock, Song Qingming's expression remained calm.

"No matter how you stole the skills from our Luofeng Valley, or who you are, now that you have met me, you can only prepare to die!"

There are many techniques in the world of cultivating immortals, but generally, when practicing a technique, cultivators will try to choose a technique that is different from others, in order to avoid encountering enemies who practice the same technique in the future.

Once you encounter an enemy who is very familiar with your martial arts and knows the weaknesses of your martial arts, he will easily find corresponding methods to restrain you, which will cause you to suffer a lot when fighting with the enemy.

Now Song Qingming's cultivation has reached the eighth level of Golden Core, which is not much worse than himself. If the other party really cultivates to a higher level in the future, he will definitely be able to restrain himself in his skills and become a huge threat to him in the future.

After knowing that the other party had practiced the "Red Fire Divine Art", Qiu Wuxin was already very wary of Song Qingming. No matter what, he would not let the other party leave here alive.

After saying that! Qiu Wuxin no longer wanted to continue to entangle with Song Qingming on this matter. The blood-colored spiritual light on his body began to flash again, and the powerful aura on his body increased a bit.

Then Qiu Wuxin waved his hand, took out another purple pill that could quickly restore his magic power from his body, and swallowed it directly into his mouth.

Then he continued to pour all his magic power into the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" in his hand. As a large amount of magic power poured in, a huge ball of flame immediately emerged from the sword body, directly burning off the three red blood lights covering Song Qingming on the sword body.

"Humph! This fellow is only at the eighth level of the Golden Core Realm. How can he possibly compete with me in terms of mana? Even if you also know the Scarlet Fire Divine Art, so what!"

Seeing that the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" had broken free from the opponent's control, Qiu Wuxin's face instantly showed a look of satisfaction, and then he aimed at Song Qingming again and prepared to swing the sword to attack.

But just as Qiu Wuxin swung his sword with a smug look on his face, the red blood light on the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" that was originally blazing with flames suddenly faded a lot.

The power of the sword he swung was instantly weakened by more than half. As soon as it reached Song Qingming, it was forcibly blocked by his magic weapon "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

Seeing that Song Qingming blocked his attack so easily, Qiu Wuxin's face showed a hint of confusion again.

However, before Qiu Wuxin could figure out the situation, the flames wrapped around the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" had quickly receded, and the red blood light on his body also quickly dissipated.

Then, the powerful aura of Qiu Wuxin's entire body quickly dissipated. After a while, he found that the magic power that had just been surging in his body suddenly began to automatically gather in his dantian.

"What's going on? What did you just do?"

After discovering something strange about himself, Qiu Wuxin, who had been so smug just now, suddenly showed a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly cast a spell to control the disorderly flow of magic power in his body.

But no matter how Qiu Wuxin tried, the magic power in his body seemed to no longer obey his commands. Most of it slowly returned to his dantian, making it impossible for him to operate normally and cast spells.

The "Lihuo Chixin Sword" used by Qiu Wuxin is itself a magic weapon above level four. A Jindan cultivator needs to consume a lot of extra mana to control it.

As the magic power in Qiu Wuxin's body began to become abnormal, the magic power he could still control was less than 40%, and he could not even control the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" in front of him. He had no choice but to step forward and put it away.

He then summoned a third-grade top-grade magic weapon and used it to protect himself. He turned and looked at Song Qingming not far away, trying to find the answer he wanted from the other's face.

At this time, Song Qingming's expression did not change at all when he saw this scene. It was obvious that what happened to Qiu Wuxin was within his expectations.

"Fellow Daoist Qiu, since you have exhausted all your methods, it is my turn now!"

After Song Qingming whispered a word, he waved his hand and tapped his waist lightly. A green jade bottle quickly appeared in front of Song Qingming from the storage magic weapon.

Then Song Qingming quickly cast a spell with both hands, and the magic power in his body poured into the green jade bottle frantically. A green light suddenly emerged from above it, emitting bursts of powerful pressure.

Qiu Wuxin, who was already at a loss at this time, was surprised again when he saw Song Qingming take out the magic weapon "Green Light Bottle".

"A fourth-level magic weapon! How... How is this possible?"

The magic weapon "Green Jade Bottle" in Song Qingming's hand was exactly the fourth-level magic weapon he found in the underwater cave of Qinghe River a few years ago. After Song Qingming's years of refining, he could already use it normally.

Since this magic weapon fell into Song Qingming's hands, it has never been used in public over the years. No one has ever seen this thing except Bai Yunhua, who explored the underwater cave with him.

This time, facing a top Jindan stage master like Qiu Wuxin, Song Qingming did not dare to be careless.

Even though he knew that most of the opponent's magic power had been restrained by him and he could no longer exert much strength, Song Qingming still decisively chose to use the most powerful magic weapon he had.

Qiu Wuxin, whose strength suddenly dropped, originally wanted to rely on the sophisticated magic weapons and spiritual objects on him to resist the opponent.

But when he saw Song Qingming directly take out a fourth-level magic weapon, his last bit of luck was instantly extinguished by his opponent, and he turned around and wanted to escape.

However, just as he moved, the magic weapon "Green Light Bottle" in Song Qingming's hand emitted a green sword light that attacked the position in front of Qiu Wuxin, forcing him to turn around and resist.

Although the third-grade top-grade defensive magic weapon on Qiu Wuxin's body is also a high-level magic weapon with very good defensive capabilities.

However, facing the attack of the fourth-level magic weapon strengthened by the "Green Jade Treasure Refining Technique", the power of this magic weapon still seemed insufficient. It only helped Qiu Wuxin to resist for a moment, and the shield it created was quickly pierced through by the green sword light shot out by the "Green Light Bottle".

The attack also caused several cracks on this defensive magic weapon, and it could no longer be used.

Seeing this, Qiu Wuxin could only take out another third-grade top-grade talisman and turn it into a shield to block in front of him, only then could he forcibly block the remaining power of the green sword light.

After finally dealing with the opponent's attack, Qiu Wuxin was about to retreat, but suddenly several huge bronze mirrors appeared around him and surrounded him, blocking his retreat.

Seeing this, Qiu Wuxin immediately cast a spell and released a high-level flying sword magic weapon, trying to destroy the bronze mirrors that were blocking him.

However, the strength he could exert at this moment was less than half of his usual strength, and the power of Song Qingming's innate magic weapon, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror", after being tempered by the "Green Jade Treasure Refining Technique", had surpassed that of ordinary magic weapons of the same level.

Even though Qiu Wuxin had tried his best, he still couldn't easily escape from the cage formed by the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror".

Just as Qiu Wuxin was struggling to get away, the "Green Light Bottle" in Song Qingming's hand had gathered a ray of sword light again and headed straight towards Qiu Wuxin.

The "Green Light Bottle" magic weapon that Song Qingming obtained is an offensive magic weapon similar to a talisman with a limited number of uses.
After being refined by the monks, the "Green Light Bottle" can store a total of three powerful sword lights, but after using it, it will take at least a few days to re-store spiritual energy before it can be used again.

Although there are many limitations, the power of the sword light emitted by the "Green Light Bottle" each time is not comparable to that of ordinary fourth-level magic weapons.

The first sword light had easily destroyed a third-grade top-grade defensive magic weapon on Qiu Wuxin's body, and forced him to use a third-grade top-grade talisman to deal with it.

The second sword light shot out by Song Qingming from the "Green Light Bottle" was even more ferocious and more powerful than the first one.

Faced with the second sword light whose power was beyond his imagination, Qiu Wuxin finally showed a bit of despair on his face, and hurriedly poured all of his remaining magic power into the last third-grade top-grade defensive talisman on his body.

But this high-level talisman, on which Qiu Wuxin placed all his hopes, ultimately failed to save his life, and Qiu Wuxin was pierced through by the green sword light.

Looking at the huge bloody hole on his chest and feeling that his life force was slowly fading away, Qiu Wuxin looked at Song Qingming not far away with an expression of disbelief.

"How could this happen? Who are you?"

"You are so greedy when you scheme against others, have you never thought that you will get retribution today? Good and evil will eventually have their fates. Who I am is actually not important."

Facing the unwilling look on Qiu Wuxin's face, Song Qingming put away the magic weapon in his hand and slowly responded to the other party.

But at this moment, Qiu Wuxin looked at Song Qingming with a hint of shock. He was already unable to hold on and it took him a while to slowly utter the words in his mouth.

"I know who you are. You must be the descendant of that old ancestor Feng. The old ancestor guessed correctly. He is not dead. This is true."

As the vitality in his body gradually dissipated, Qiu Wuxin fell from a high altitude before he could finish his last sentence.

Seeing that Qiu Wuxin was completely dead, Song Qingming hurried forward and snatched the storage bag from his body, then released a dan fire and burned his body in mid-air.

"No matter what grudges we had in our previous lives, I hope we won't meet again in the next life!"

Looking at Qiu Wuxin's body slowly disappearing between heaven and earth, Song Qingming stood there and muttered to himself before turning around and collecting the scroll magic weapon at the outermost part of the battlefield between the two.

This magic weapon is very useful in trapping enemies. Feng He had specially lent it to Song Qingming to deal with Qiu Wuxin. Unfortunately, in the battle just now, a big hole was pierced in it by the "Lihuo Chixin Sword" in his hand.

If you want to continue using it, you need to find a way to repair it.

After killing Qiu Wuxin and obtaining his storage bag, Song Qingming successfully completed the task assigned by Feng He. Although there were some twists and turns in the process, it was generally smooth.

Qiu Wuxin's strength was indeed beyond Song Qingming's expectations. Even when most of his magic power was restricted, he was still able to block the first sword light of his "Green Light Bottle".

If Song Qingming had not had the special skills given by Feng He to deal with him, he might not be able to defeat Qiu Wuxin in a head-on confrontation.

Fortunately, he was well prepared, and Feng He knew how to restrain the opponent's martial arts, so there were no unexpected situations in this battle.

Just as Song Qingming came out of the scroll and was about to leave, he happened to see the woman in white who also wanted to escape not far away.

"Why is it you!" The woman in white was slightly stunned when she saw that it was Song Qingming who came out of the scroll first.

When she turned around, she found that the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" that had been entangled with her had disappeared long ago, leaving only a golden ball of light that was still emitting bursts of spiritual light.

Seeing this scene, the woman in white reacted instantly and rushed towards the location of the golden light ball, but she didn't expect that a figure in green had already taken the light ball in his hand before her.

"Fellow Daoist, I took down this puppet beast with great difficulty. It's not appropriate for you to keep stealing the fruits of victory from others like this!"

Looking at Song Qingming who was carefully examining the three-inch "puppet beast" in his hand, the woman in white suddenly showed a hint of anger on her pretty face, and she couldn't help but scold Song Qingming.

Song Qingming, who got the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast", smiled and shook his head and said, "This thing obviously belongs to Qiu Wuxin, how did it become yours?

If I hadn't killed it, I'm afraid you would still be entangled by it and unable to escape!

Fellow Daoist, instead of thanking me for helping you escape, you are fussing with me over this thing, which makes me a little disappointed." "You are obviously robbing a little girl from me, and you still accuse me of fussing. How rude!" Facing Song Qingming's rebuttal, the woman in white blushed, and was also quite angry with him.

Although she was unwilling, the woman in white was helpless facing Song Qingming, who was stronger than her. She sighed slightly and turned her gaze to the battlefield not far away.

"Fellow Daoist, has the man surnamed Qiu really been killed by you?"

The battle between Song Qingming and Qiu Wuxin just now was always covered by Feng He's white scroll magic weapon. The woman in white who was fighting with the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" outside did not see their fight.

Before this, the woman in white had already experienced Qiu Wuxin's strength. With a fourth-level magic weapon and many high-level spiritual objects in his possession, he could definitely be regarded as a top master among the Jindan cultivators.

Even if two or three ordinary late Jindan cultivators with similar cultivation level joined forces, it would be difficult for them to have a chance of defeating Qiu Wuxin, let alone killing him directly.

In the opinion of the woman in white, Song Qingming must have underestimated Qiu Wuxin's strength before. Even if he had some ability to fight with the opponent, it would still be unlikely for him to defeat Qiu Wuxin.

Therefore, after Song Qingming and the other man started fighting, the woman in white wanted to escape from this place as quickly as possible, in order to avoid being killed by Song Qingming and leaving her with no time to escape.

However, just as she was about to escape, she was stopped by the "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" released by Qiu Wuxin. Even after the battle between the two ended, she was unable to completely get rid of the puppet beast behind her.

When she saw Song Qingming coming out just now, the woman in white thought she had seen it wrong. It was not until the puppet beast that had been pestering her automatically changed back to its original form that she realized that Qiu Wuxin might have died.

But even so, the woman in white still found it hard to believe that Song Qingming could really kill Qiu Wuxin, such a tough opponent, so easily in such a short time.

Facing the doubt on the face of the woman in white, Song Qingming nodded calmly and said, "Don't worry, fellow Daoist, I have killed this man, and you will not be in any danger.

But this guy's identity is a bit unusual. It won't be long before his companions find their way here. If you have nothing else to do, you should leave here quickly!"

After saying that, Song Qingming put away the third-grade top-grade "Golden Lion Puppet Beast" in his hand, turned around and prepared to leave.

Seeing Song Qingming wanted to leave, the woman in white suddenly stepped forward to stop him, then with a smile on her face, she bowed to Song Qingming and said:

"I didn't expect that you could actually kill this man. I was a little shortsighted before. I hope you won't blame me!
Anyway, meeting a fellow Taoist today is also a matter of fate. My name is Shen Yun, may I know what to call you, friend? "

Seeing that the woman in white suddenly changed her attitude and no longer had the previous resentment on her face, and seemed to want to make friends with him, Song Qingming was a little surprised.

However, he did not pay much attention to it. He directly told the other party the name "Jinfeng" that he had used on the island before, then bowed and left.

The reason why Shen Yun suddenly changed her attitude towards him was naturally because Song Qingming's act of killing Qiu Wuxin was too shocking.

But she didn't know that the reason why Song Qingming was able to kill the master Qiu Wuxin so quickly was not because he was really that strong, but because Feng He, the Nascent Soul master, was planning behind the scenes.

But Song Qingming couldn't possibly explain so much to Shen Yun. He wasn't a cultivator from the "Tianhai Immortal Realm". He came here just to help Feng He get revenge. He probably wouldn't have anything to do with her in the future.

As for the name "Jinfeng", it had been used on the island before. The other party could find it out with a careful search, so there was no need to deliberately conceal it.

"Jin Feng. This name is really quite ordinary!"

Shen Yun waited until Song Qingming's figure disappeared in the sky. He stood there and muttered the name he had just learned. Then he took out his flying boat, turned into a beam of light and left in the opposite direction.
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Hundreds of miles away from where Shen Yun left, several beams of light were rushing towards this place quickly.

One of the monks, holding a magic compass, walked in front of the team at the fastest speed. While controlling the flying boat to travel, he carefully looked at the light on the compass in his hand, ready to adjust the direction of advance at any time.

"Hey! What's going on?"

Just as they were hurrying on their way, the light on the compass in the monk's hand suddenly disappeared, causing the man to exclaim in surprise.

"Master, what happened?"

Seeing that Luo Liangshan, who was leading the way in front, suddenly stopped, several elders of "Luofeng Valley" nearby hurriedly leaned over to him and asked directly.

Facing everyone's doubts, Luo Liangshan pointed to the compass in his hand and replied with a hint of surprise: "I don't know what happened, but Junior Brother Qiu's natal seal suddenly disappeared just now."

“How is this possible? We all carried our natal talismans with us when we came in. Unless a cultivator died here, it is impossible for it to disappear inexplicably.

The woman in white was only at the sixth level of Golden Core cultivation. How could she possibly be a match for Junior Brother Qiu?

Her two companions have been left behind by us, and they can't get ahead of us. Master, is there something wrong with your Star Gathering Plate?"

After the monk finished speaking, he immediately took out a magical weapon that was exactly the same as the "Star Gathering Plate" in Luo Liangshan's hand and began to cast a spell.

But soon everyone discovered that the results displayed by the "Star Gathering Plate" in his hand were the same as those in Luo Liangshan's hand, and neither showed Qiu Wuxin's natal seal.

At this moment, everyone in "Luomae Valley" was shocked and stood there for a while, not knowing what to say.

After a while, Luo Liangshan shook his head and said, "Don't worry, Junior Brother Qiu's natal talisman has disappeared, and he is definitely dead.

There are many miraculous skills and methods in the world of immortal cultivation, and we have not seen all of them. I have heard before that some people had their natal seals blocked because they fell into special restrictions.

There are still ancient restrictions left in many places in the Wind and Thunder Palace. It is also possible that Junior Brother Qiu accidentally touched some restrictions and was temporarily trapped inside."

"Uh! Yes, yes, Master Brother is right.

Junior Brother Qiu possessed the Lihuo Red Heart Sword and many high-level spiritual objects bestowed by the ancestor. Even three or five cultivators of the same level might not be able to stop him. How could he die so easily?

The people from our six major sects had already agreed in advance that we would not kill each other in the secret realm. In this secret realm, apart from them, it is absolutely impossible for anyone to kill Junior Brother Qiu so quickly. "

“I think so. Junior Brother Qiu likes adventures by nature. If he encounters a spiritual object he wants, he will never let it go easily.

It is estimated that after killing the woman in white and taking the Thunder Infant Fruit, he found the place where the spiritual objects were hidden, and then he accidentally triggered some special restrictions, causing him to lose contact with us.

I think we should continue searching in this direction. We should be able to find him soon. Maybe once he is free from the restriction, his natal seal will reveal itself."

".."

Everyone in "Luomagnet Valley" talked about it at once, and soon speculated about the sudden disappearance of Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman. They suspected that he just accidentally touched some restriction and disappeared, and did not really die here.

After all, as fellow disciples, they were naturally very clear about Qiu Wuxin's strength.

Although he had just broken through to the ninth level of the Golden Core not long ago, Qiu Wuxin's cultivation techniques and the high-level spiritual objects on his body were far superior to those of ordinary cultivators of the same level. Even a peak Golden Core cultivator like Sect Leader Luo Liangshan was no match for him in a fight.

Apart from a few elite disciples from the six major sects, and a few peak-level Jindan cultivators like the hunchbacked old man among the numerous independent cultivators, there were not many people in the secret realm who could approach his strength.

Even for a Jindan peak cultivator like the hunchbacked old man holding a fourth-level magic weapon, it is unlikely that he can defeat Qiu Wuxin head-on, let alone kill him so quickly.

Unless he was unlucky enough to encounter a large number of Jindan masters joining forces to kill him, there was only a slight possibility that he would die in the secret realm.

However, the cultivators from the six major sects had already made an agreement in advance that it was impossible for them to kill each other. The other independent cultivators were only three to five people at most, so it was impossible for them to have the ability to kill Qiu Wuxin.

Because of this, everyone in "Luomae Valley" couldn't believe for a moment that Qiu Wuxin would suddenly die in the secret realm.

The only person who had been standing aside without saying anything was Chen Shutian. She did not seem too surprised when she heard the news that Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman had suddenly disappeared.

At the beginning, he did not have absolute confidence whether Song Qingming could successfully kill Qiu Wuxin, and he was very nervous about it.

Until she heard the news that Qiu Wuxin's natal talisman had disappeared, although Chen Shutian's face looked as surprised as everyone else's, she was completely relieved in her heart.

The hunchbacked old man and the woman in black, who were not far behind them, were still hurrying forward with worried looks on their faces, trying to catch up with them.

"Master Qi, you said Junior Sister Long would be alright, right? It's all my fault for throwing the spiritual fruit to Junior Sister Long. It was only a level 4 spiritual fruit. Even if I didn't get it, I shouldn't have let Junior Sister be in danger alone."

Hearing the self-blame of the woman in black, the hunchbacked old man's face did not change much. He sighed softly and said, "It has come to this. This is also a hardship for us to go out and experience this time. You don't have to say these words anymore.

Don't worry! If anything really happens, I will go and explain it to the Sect Master in person after I return, and I will not put all the blame on you."

After hearing the hunchbacked old man's comfort, the worry on the black-clothed woman's face improved a little, and the two of them sped up their escape.
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Just as the people from "Luomagte Valley" and the hunchbacked old man were desperately rushing to the battlefield where Qiu Wuxin died, Song Qingming, who had already left there, had now arrived above a deserted palace.

"This place is not far from the edge of the Wind and Thunder Palace. As long as we go over that hill and walk another ten miles, we should be able to leave here smoothly."

After killing Qiu Wuxin, Song Qingming, who had successfully completed the mission, also successfully obtained the "Thunder Infant Fruit" he had been longing for.

At this moment, he was thinking about leaving the vicinity as quickly as possible, finding a safe place to hide, and slowly waiting for the secret realm to end, and then taking advantage of the chaos to leave "Fenglei Island".

It is dangerous everywhere in the inner hall of the secret realm, especially near the "Wind and Thunder Hall" where there are many monks, making it even more difficult for monks to hide.

Therefore, for Song Qingming, it would be best to escape to the outer hall now while many cultivators are not paying attention to him. That place has a wider area and there are far fewer Jindan cultivators, so it will be relatively safer.

Just as Song Qingming was climbing over the last mountain and escaping from the "Wind and Thunder Palace", he suddenly saw a flash of light in the air ahead and hurriedly stopped.

"Who are they? Why are they fighting in a place like this?"

Seeing the spiritual light coming from the front, which seemed like some cultivators were fighting, Song Qingming immediately cast a spell to activate the "Phantom Boat" to hide his figure and carefully slowed down his escape speed.

Just as Song Qingming was slowly flying to the side and trying to bypass the fighting situation in front, he didn't expect the person fighting to suddenly approach him.

"How could it be them? This is really unfortunate!"

Two people were fighting not far from Song Qingming. One of them was holding a huge flying sword that was more than three meters long, and there were dozens of flying swords around him.

The other person was unarmed and had no magic weapon beside him, but a pair of dazzling golden halos were wrapped around his hands. They were Xiao Haoran and Han Feng, who had fought all the way here from under the "Thunder Infant Fruit Tree".

As core disciples of the top two sects in the "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World", the two men's strength is not much different. They have been fighting for several hours in a row, from the depths of the "Spiritual Medicine Garden" to the edge of the "Wind and Thunder Palace", but there is still no winner.

Before entering the secret realm, Song Qingming had already heard from Du Fangling and the other two that the two of them were among the most powerful Jindan masters in the "Tianhai Immortal Cultivation World".

Seeing Han Feng and Xiao Haoran fighting while moving towards him, Song Qingming, who was hiding in the air, felt something was wrong. If they discovered the "Thunder Infant Fruit" on him, it would be difficult for him to escape today.

In terms of cultivation and fighting ability, Han Feng and Xiao Haoran are probably ranked above Qiu Wuxin. Song Qingming has absolutely no chance of winning against them now.

Thinking of this, Song Qingming did not dare to delay and turned around and changed direction, retreating into the depths of the "Wind and Thunder Palace", not daring to move forward any further.

(End of this chapter)