Chapter 592

Chapter 592

“Hey Li, why don’t you use the Liu family’s feng shui secrets to help him build up his power?”

During the wave with the giant tortoise, Zhao Yi witnessed Old Madam Liu giving Uncle Qin a hard time.

Right now, although his controlled dragon-skin body has successfully opened its energy gates and is exuding the ancient and profound charm of the Qin family, and its momentum is gradually increasing, the progress is still too slow.

Zhao Yi didn't believe the boy didn't know this secret technique. Even if Run Sheng's situation was special and he couldn't help with the situation, Qin Li had formally started practicing martial arts. Even if it was for her sake, the man surnamed Li would definitely study this secret technique.

The boy's heartfelt words answered Zhao Yi through the red thread:

"First, your skin is still a bit loose and needs to be tightened."

Secondly, going all in on the first attempt was not a safe approach.

"Oh, I see. It's my fault, I dragged everyone down, haha!"

It's said to be external training of muscles, bones, and skin, but nine-tenths of Zhao Yi's physical strength comes from his skin.

If even someone surnamed Li isn't satisfied with this, then... that's wonderful.

The so-called "tightening of the skin" is to help you adjust and refine your physique, which is a rare and wonderful thing.

The martial arts of the Qin family are unparalleled throughout the history of the martial arts world.

The man surnamed Li was just using his own body to fight this battle. After the fight, the physique would still be his, and he would even be at a higher level.

"Brother Yuan, feel free to adjust and do whatever you like. Do whatever makes you comfortable and comfortable. Don't hold back for me!"

"Zhao Yi, you're a smart man, and a ruthless one too."

"You are...it?"

Behind the boy, black mist surged.

Even Zhao Yi was momentarily disoriented when he realized who he was in contact with.

The original body said, "Of course he's not here; he's over there."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Yi looked intently at the dragon-skinned body standing in front of him.

This means that the person surnamed Li is fully immersed in controlling that body from a first-person perspective.

Indeed, people with the surname Li have always needed to be protected. From Run Sheng and his group in the early days to Qin Li now, they have always had to stand at the very end, watching their comrades bleed and fight to the death in front of them. Even if people with the surname Li are not emotionally attached, they have long been burning with anger in their hearts.

After a brief moment of unease, Zhao Yi quickly regained his composure and responded to the praise he had just received from his original self:
"You flatter me, you flatter me. I was just lucky. I was worried that I would be overwhelmed if I had two wives, so I simply divided them in two. Each of them is me, and I will not favor one over the other."

"Sigh, you don't understand. Marrying two wives is really like raising twin children; you're constantly figuring out how to treat them all equally."

The Liang sisters couldn't hear the conversation. From their perspective, both leaders had changed, especially the one standing at the front, who seemed like a completely different person.

Chen Jing, who could hear the conversation through the red thread, felt his breathing and heartbeat quicken. A restless heat rose deep within his bloodline. This was a response to his bloodline memories, indicating that the snow wolf he had merged with had once fought a deeply memorable battle with the Qin family when it followed the Yu family's Dragon King.

Historically, Qin and Liu were frequent Dragon Kings. The era in which Qin and Liu failed to become Dragon Kings was bound to be a powerful enemy of the contemporary Dragon King.

Contrary to what those around him might expect, with a major battle imminent, he did not reminisce about the ancestors of the Qin family, nor did he even conjure up images of his nearby Uncle Qin.

The boy was thinking about the night when Ah Li first started practicing martial arts. Standing on the dam, the girl took his hand and helped him leap into the air onto the second-floor terrace.

It's a pity that Ah Li isn't here, otherwise he really wanted to take the girl and walk across the mountain stream outside.

Ming Ningshuang's gaze gradually turned serious.

From Ming Qinyun's perspective, the previous deliberate delay with words was because time was in her favor, allowing her to further enable Ming Ningshuang to master more of the Ming family's techniques.

But she didn't expect that the other side would come up with a new trick and suddenly raise the bar.

"Brother Qin..."

When the young man adopted the traditional Qin family starting stance, she seemed to see the former eldest son of the Qin family standing before her once again.

This was the Qin Li that Liu Yumei had trained, and he couldn't evoke the same feelings in her. The boy was strong, but he didn't have the same indomitable and domineering spirit as Brother Qin.

If he had been allowed to advance further on the river back then, he probably would have succeeded. But in the end, his will and backbone were broken by the schemes he had conspired against, and he was stuck on that line for life, unable to break through head-on.

But this child before me, though not yet the Dragon King, has already forged the Dragon King's mindset into one. Qin Clan Observing the Dragons... Qin Clan True Dragon, overlooking the dragons playing in the Jianghu.

Li Zhuiyuan will not make a move unless Ming Ningshuang makes a move.

You are learning and getting familiar with it, while I am adapting to the increase. Let's see who benefits more as time goes by.

This is not a puppet; this is Zhao Yi's body. The Zhao family's original technique is watery and formless, focusing on a different aspect from the Qin family's fierce and powerful approach: continuous life.

Not to mention that in addition to her already profound soul power, she also had Zhao Yi's brain attached to her.

This method of stepping on the right foot with the left foot avoids many of the constraints of traditional secret techniques. Putting aside everything else, the young man can afford to waste a lot of time.

Of course, this does not mean that Li Zhuiyuan and Zhao Yi jointly created a high-level secret technique that could break through layers of restrictions. In essence, it simply filled the gap of the boy not practicing martial arts.

This absence, according to common sense, should not occur; it is purely the will of Heaven. Therefore, at this moment, Li Zhuiyuan is actually returning to his normal self.

Even if he doesn't reach adulthood, even if he overdraws his talent, even if he lowers his future potential, if Li Zhuiyuan could practice martial arts like A Li, he should be this strong!
It's important to know that Runsheng, Lin Shuyou, and Tan Wenbin were all personally planned and promoted by Li Zhuiyuan. In other words, the combination of the three of them represents the lower limit of a teenager's normal development.

Ming Ningshuang moved.

In the first round, Ming Ningshuang couldn't control her emotions; in the second round, it was Ming Qinyun herself.

One stemmed from fear of Wei Zhengdao, and the other from trust and admiration for Brother Qin.

Ming Ningshuang raised her hand and swung the invisible sword down at Li Zhuiyuan. The huge avatar behind her moved in sync, the sword strike fierce, as if it wanted to tear the dome apart.

The dragon-patterned compass in the left hand spun rapidly, while the right hand reached forward. There was no dazzling effect on this side, but it made the opponent visibly mediocre. This powerful sword technique dissipated into nothingness before it even hit Li Zhuiyuan.

The inner demon only needs to control melee combat to keep opponents out; as for everything else, its true form will suffice.

After all, you can't expect a legitimate member of the Qin family to think about things other than fighting.

This is also Zhao Yi's vision after his "life and death split," where one person becomes a team. He succeeded, but now, it is being interpreted even more perfectly.

Zhao Yi felt like he had hit the jackpot; it was practically a hands-on, live lesson.

He was even a little embarrassed, having reminded the referee surnamed Li yesterday not to take sides on the field, but today he was giving him special treatment on his own.

Ming Ningshuang transformed her sword into a palm and pressed down, instantly transforming the darkness into a blazing sun, attempting to block out all senses in this area.

Black mist condensed around Zhao Yi, and his current master was Brother Xiao Yuan, no, it was Brother Zhuan Tai.

He naturally wouldn't resist, letting the original body treat him like clay, kneading him at will.

Zhao Yi knew that he didn't want to waste even the slightest bit of his original self, so he used his existing self as a Dharma form.

The black mist seemed to stain Zhao Yi's body, making him appear solemn and dignified, with a lotus mark prominent between his eyebrows.

The main body closed its eyes, and suddenly it was dark.

What I cannot see, all living beings are blind.

Xu Ming first felt a darkness before his eyes, and a sense of bewilderment and fear washed over him. Then, "another darkness" followed, and he suddenly felt at ease.

When one cannot see, one is bound to feel uneasy and fearful; when neither party can see, it is as if both can see.

The copper coins in the compass in the main body's hand jumped, the silver needles on Xu Ming's body trembled, the residual poison in his body had not been eliminated, and the flesh spirit mushroom on his body ushered in a second round of growth, along with the formation that had been destroyed long ago, it grew back in spring.

Xu Ming's eyes widened: He hadn't expected that even though he was severely injured and as mushy as a piece of mud, he could still be squeezed out of value!
In this wave, this long-time marginalized member of the team, who was once relegated to taking care of children, gained an unprecedented sense of participation.

This overwhelming sense of accomplishment far outweighs the physical pain and torment.

So this is what it truly feels like to walk the river. It's not that I'm incapable, but rather that the second boss can't compare to the first boss.

Unbeknownst to Xu Ming, who was engrossed in realizing his self-worth, his boss was recording his learning.

Today's happiness is not an exception, but will become the norm in the future.

This is the last bit of juice that Xu Ming can squeeze out of this dry well. It's impossible to make it form an array again; the only thing he can do is set up another array diagram.

The rest of the graffiti work can be done with help. In short, since we're already here, let's all keep busy.

Chen Jing said to the Liang sisters, "Blood enters the silk threads to form an array, and they sit in the Yin-Yang positions!"

The Liang sisters immediately did as instructed, and the silk threads and essence blood continued to extend from their bodies, forming a formation according to the diagram.

They moved quickly, and the pain of cramps was nothing unusual for them. Their appearances also aged rapidly. By the time the formation was successfully set up, the two women had become two old women with white hair and wrinkled skin.

Even so, after completing the formation, the two women still had to follow instructions and sit in the formation, using their twin fates to fill the core of the formation, making the most of everything.

However, the two sisters tacitly chose to turn their backs to Zhao Yi, not wanting their boss to see them looking old and frail. They feared that even if they eventually recovered through good deeds, it would leave a psychological scar on their boss and affect their husbands' performance in bed in the future.

Although such worries were really unnecessary, the two of them had stitched up Zhao Yi's abs countless times, which didn't stop them from touching them while they slept.

The original entity: "You feel sorry for them."

Zhao Yi: "If it were Qin Li, he would have done the same."

The feeling is different when you see Xu Ming suffer versus when you see your own wife suffer.

Zhao Yi didn't believe that the man surnamed Li could open his valves fully to both Runsheng and Ali, treating them equally.

The original body: "This is the most boring part."

Zhao Yi: "That's precisely the most interesting part."

The original entity: "You've also become a bit disgusting."

Zhao Yi: "Thank you for the compliment."

He paused for a moment.
Zhao Yi thought to himself, "Isn't this formation of yours redundant?"

Ming Qinyun's swordplay and technique were easily neutralized by his main body. During this time, he also took the time to set up a defensive formation.

With someone surnamed Li blocking the way, this kind of protection is somewhat redundant. Its only purpose is probably to allow someone surnamed Li to be more at ease and have more fun without being affected by those behind.

The subject: "I need experimentation, I need this practice to combine with theoretical insights."

Zhao Yi: "What are you saying? It's not like I can't go back to Nantong after this wave is over."

The original body: "You can come whenever I call. Is such a suitable opponent also acceptable?"

Zhao Yi: "That's true."

"Buzz!"

Ming Ningshuang triggered a howling of soul thoughts, which was the final clearing before the actual action, attempting to sever the connection between the individuals.

She was indeed experienced and fought in a very organized manner. Her first sword strike, second spell closure, and third chaotic attack were all aimed at destroying the puppet and causing it to be implicated.

As the original body stated, this was a high-quality opponent. Unfortunately, the inner demon had long been completely immersed in that body. Even with the knowledge of the Ming family patriarch, he could not understand that there could be a puppet in this world that was completely unrestrained by the original body.

In the spirit of reciprocity, the index and middle fingers are brought together and made a vertical stroke.

Behind him, Zhao Yi's flesh was torn apart, his blood vessels twisted and bound, and correspondingly, a sword-like shape condensed in the air, slashing towards Ming Ning Shuang.

This sword strike was a complete replica of Miss Liu's sword strike. The drawback was that the original body did not have the sword that Old Madam Liu had, but it could use Zhao Yi as a sword.

"what!"

"what!"

Two screams came from Ming Ningshuang's body.

The same move had a greater impact on her dual-soul body.

This also indirectly weakened Ming Qinyun's guidance to Ming Ningshuang in the subsequent close combat, allowing the inner demon to play more freely.

After the sword strike, Zhao Yi did not loosen his grip on the two fingers of his main body, which caused him to still suffer the pain of clenching. However, Zhao Yi was already used to this. He was also curious about the milky white flame that was burning between the two fingers of his main body.

He recognized the aura; it was Old Madam Liu's secret technique for tracing back through the ages.

Such secret techniques are extremely rare, even among generations of the Liu family, very few have been able to learn and master them; they rely entirely on innate talent.

Of course, it's normal for someone surnamed Li to know this. This guy is like Tang Sanzang's flesh; eating a bite can replenish one's talent.

Zhao Yi: "What...what use do you have for this?"

Using this technique, Madam Liu returned to her youth to avoid karma and to her peak fighting power in middle age.

But you, surnamed Li, are still a minor.

Do you want to go back to when you were a baby or crawling on the ground and fight?

The original body: "I borrowed your body to obtain the physique of a martial artist. Aren't you curious about what the real me will look like when I grow up?"

Zhao Yi: "You at least have to... live to adulthood first, right?"

How can you turn back on a path you've never walked before?
The original body: "This won't work."

Zhao Yi: "Where is it possible?"

The original entity: "My next wave."

The wonders of the Western Regions can not only make people "younger," but also affect people's memories in the present. Since there is a past and a present, who can say... that a future cannot appear?
Zhao Yi's current state allows him and his inner demons to see what he will be like after practicing martial arts. However, this state is just a crude rehearsal compared to his true adult self practicing martial arts.

After all, what is being shown now is the Qin family's Observation of the Dragon Technique, but in the future, he will most likely follow the old path of Wei Zhengdao.

Zhao Yi: "The guy surnamed Li usually seems quite leisurely, so is he secretly studying hard while I'm not around?"

The entity itself said, "You don't need to test me. I can answer you. He plays his game and fishes his fish. I will study and deduce everything at all times."

Beneath the black mist, Zhao Yi's blood vessels were further compressed, becoming even more extremely twisted than when he had formed the sword stance!

"boom!"

Ming Ningshuang rushed towards Li Zhuiyuan.

His left hand was loosely clenched.

The stone coffin exploded, and a sword that had been sealed there beforehand flew out.

The sword's edge first darted towards the main body.

The fingertip of the main body gently trembled.

The Liang sisters' white hair fluttered, and the array flickered.

It means, I'm on guard, don't get involved.

The sword immediately turned around, returned to Ming Ningshuang's hand, and was thrust at Li Zhuiyuan.

Zhao Yi: "It is the sword of the Ming family patriarch, not Ming Ningshuang's sword."

The original body said: "Her sword was stained with too much blood back then. Before sealing herself away, she must have made proper arrangements for the artifacts she had used."

Ming Ningshuang's sword would not be here; it should be enshrined in the Ming family's ancestral home.

If the seal is too close, the sword will spontaneously save its master and help her break through this small courtyard.

When the Ming family is officially destroyed in the future, remember to take this sword.

The Dragon King's Clan's resources are not the most pressing issue right now, but that sword, barring any unforeseen circumstances, should have been designed and crafted for her by Wei Zhengdao.

Nurturing geniuses is a pleasure, but equipping them with the best weapons is an obsession.

The original being judged the righteous path by its own standards and knew that he would inevitably do so.

As for the artifacts that Wei Zhengdao crafted for Qing'an, they should be the original objects of that peach grove, possibly a peach blossom sword, a peach wood zither, or a peach blossom fan.

The specific answer will only be known when Qing'an decides to leave the mountain and restore that peach grove.

Li Zhuiyuan's fist collided with Ming Ningshuang's sword.

The sword failed to pierce the fist, but the sword energy surged in wildly. The dragon spirit inside the body howled in agony, and half of the dragon skin on the outside of the body flew outward.

It can be said that Li Zhuiyuan was crippled in a single encounter.

Ming Qinyun: "Sheathe your sword, retreat, cleave through the dome, and seize the opportunity to escape!"

The old lady realized that the previous three exchanges had not achieved the desired effect, and Li Zhuiyuan's counterattacks were too weak. She sensed that the situation was not good and that she would end up with the same fate as in the first round in this second round. But this time, they would not give her another chance to escape through corpse dissection.

However, due to the influence of the original sword strike, even if Ming Ningshuang wanted to follow Ming Qinyun's advice, her next sword strike would come even faster.

One sword thrusts, one sword flicks.

Li Zhuiyuan's second punch was deflected by the sword's edge, and his center was wide open as the force was dissipated.

This third sword strike was Ming Ningshuang's inability to give up the opportunity to kill "Wei Zhengdao".

"puff!"

The sword pierced through Li Zhuiyuan's chest.

Pierced along with it were Li Zhuiyuan's soul and the dragon spirit... Zhao Yi, shrouded in black mist, had blood gushing out from the crack in his chest where the gate between life and death had been opened.

He could feel the breath on his face as death approached.

Li, are you really going to go this far?
This is like walking a tightrope; one wrong step and you're doomed.

The dragon skin on Li Zhuiyuan's body completely disintegrated, like a black ball of thread detaching from its tangle.

At this moment, Zhao Yi's old dragon body was completely opened.

Li Zhuiyuan was given the opportunity to re-weave the fabric according to his own preferences.

The premise is that the main body must seize the right moment; it can't be too fast or too slow, it must be exactly at that point.

Left hand supporting, right hand covering, both hands placed on the dragon-patterned compass, main body:
"Begin the stance!"

A bluish-green glow appeared from all around and surged into Li Zhuiyuan's body.

In an instant, the momentum was completely overwhelmed.

This is a speed that even Grandma Liu couldn't achieve, because she couldn't get Uncle Qin to break it down into pieces.

The dragon skin, which was on the verge of collapse, quickly returned. Even though the sword was still inside his body, Li Zhuiyuan's body was still recovering frantically.

Ming Qinyun's state of mind was officially revealed in this scene:

"evildoer!"

It's not an exaggerated title, but she puts herself in a human perspective.

As the head of the Ming family, she could understand the birth of the Chen family's Heavenly Pet and was familiar with many great evils in history, but this child before her still completely overturned her world. Only now did she truly regret why she had targeted him in the same way she had targeted Qin Li.

She couldn't understand why Heaven would allow such a monster to exist in the world.

Li Zhuiyuan, whose body had been restored, stretched out his left hand, grasped the sword blade, and then slowly pulled it out of his chest.

The sense of security and stability provided by his physique captivated the young man. He realized that in this world, on this river... he could be fearless.

Every wave he had experienced in the past flashed through his mind, and the way he broke through each wave was also given a new interpretation.

It's not that he likes to find ways to turn the tide; if given a choice, who wouldn't want to just throw a punch?

And this is the happiness that truly belongs to the Qin family.

The sword was pulled from his chest, and the wound was quickly sealed back by the dragon skin.

Li Zhuiyuan pulled the sword back.

Ming Qinyun: "Pine Sword!"

Ming Ningshuangsong Sword.

However, the two were too close, and the powerful air currents, centered on Li Zhuiyuan, compressed everything around the boy.

Even after releasing her grip on the sword, Ming Ningshuang was still forced to pull towards the boy.

Li Zhuiyuan turned to the side, his left shoulder swaying, and bumped into Ming Ningshuang.

"boom!"

Ming Ningshuang trembled all over.

Her spiritual senses revealed horror; this was the first time she had experienced suppression from a physical level.

Li Zhuiyuan stretched out his right hand, grabbed Ming Ningshuang's left arm, rooted himself to the ground, turned his waist to the side, and swung backward.

"boom!"

The ground rumbled, and the aftershocks spread outwards, causing rocks to tumble down, bowls and spoons to shatter on the table, and the large group of soul paralyzed people lying on the ground looked on in horror.

They couldn't comprehend what kind of battle was raging inside that could have triggered such a terrifying spectacle.

Ming Ningshuang, lying on the ground, once again lost focus.

Ming Qinyun: "Wake up!"

Fortunately, I recovered quickly from this lapse in concentration.

But just as she regained consciousness and was about to get up, she saw a dragon's head rise from Li Zhuiyuan's body. Under his angry gaze, a dragon shadow, almost tangible, materialized and wrapped around her entire body, pressing her firmly to the ground.

Li Zhuiyuan clenched his fist and slammed it into Ming Ningshuang's chest.

"boom!"

The powerful blow from the physical body caused the spirit to lose its way once again.

Ming Qinyun: "Wake up!"

The moment he regained consciousness, the second punch landed.

"boom!"

Then, the cycle repeats itself.

There was not a single superfluous or fancy element; it was all sincere greetings from the fist.

So what if you are a demon?

Throughout history, the Qin family dragon kings of all dynasties used this method to defeat powerful evil spirits!

If one punch isn't enough, try two; if two punches aren't enough, try four... As long as your fists are hard enough and plentiful enough, there is no evil spirit in this world that cannot be defeated.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!"

"Brother Yuan..."

A-Jing trembled at the sight of this shocking scene.

He couldn't understand how the Snow Wolf, when it followed the Dragon King of the Yu family, managed to defeat the Qin family.

But the pride in his blood made him feel that bowing his head was a shameful thing, which caused him great torment.

Zhao Yi thought to himself, "Ah Jing, if you're afraid, just be afraid openly. There's nothing shameful about it!"

At this point, encouraging the wolf cub to bravely face the challenge and win through sheer courage is pure nonsense. It will only shatter the pride in its bloodline. It would be better to openly admit that it is inferior.

The era of the Yu family dragon king has passed; this is the era of the Li family. Only the Zhao dragon king's mindset can hold on to this.

Upon hearing Yi Ge's words, A Jing immediately lost her fear and even cheered loudly in her heart:
"Haha, Brother Yuan is amazing! Brother Yuan is awesome!"

The original body: "I've never been able to understand why he would like inner demons so much."

The original body had witnessed how a wolf cub, driven mad by demonic possession, would rather strangle himself than harm his inner demon in the slightest.

Zhao Yi: "Because when he was most confused and helpless, he saw a peer who easily solved the difficulties that seemed as big as the sky in his eyes. In his heart, the person surnamed Li was his projection, who could give him strength and courage."

A naive child, after experiencing a huge change, immediately followed him across the river. A-Jing had to find a way to help him get through it, to keep him from crying.

Therefore, Zhao Yi never truly resented A Jing's affection for Li Zhuiyuan. Without the surname Li, even a wolf cub can't grow into a snow wolf.

The fists kept falling.

It must be said that Ming Ningshuang's physical body is truly tough.

Despite enduring so many punches, his body remained intact.

This inevitably reminded Li Zhuiyuan of the physical body of Yu Tiannan, which he had once come into close contact with.

That was the true body of a dragon king. That old dog needed a large amount of blood from the Yu family as a catalyst to refine that decaying dragon king body, rather than through external forces.

This also indirectly shows that the group that followed Wei Zhengdao back then were genuine nameless dragon kings.

However, Li Zhuiyuan is not fighting Ming Ningshuang now.

It was just two cats occupying Ming Ningshuang's body.

Each moment of distraction was followed by another moment of awakening, but each time the awakening took longer and longer.

Ming Qinyun knew that she had been completely defeated in the second round of the confrontation.

She regretted becoming enemies with Li Zhuiyuan, but she did not regret her earlier choice to revive Fu Mingningshuang by committing suicide.

She couldn't imagine how her decaying body could withstand such an extreme situation.

With his advanced age, how could he face the former Brother Qin?

Under the heavy blow, Ming Qinyun also chose to give up, no longer trying to awaken her increasingly chaotic spiritual thoughts, and gradually turned to calmly "appreciating".

It wasn't that her love was so twisted, but rather that before being erased from the world, she had to find a way to make her departure more comfortable.

She skipped the process with Liu Yumei and instead went through the process with her former lover. Ultimately, most of her resentment towards Liu Yumei stemmed from the unrequited love she had back then.

Even now, she still doesn't understand why Brother Qin chose Liu Yumei instead of her. She did indeed, just as Liu Yumei said, take off her clothes and question Brother Qin naked, asking him what she was lacking compared to Liu Yumei!
Li Zhuiyuan could see the changes in Ming Ningshuang's emotions, but the young man had no interest in getting involved in the love and hate of the older generation.

Moreover, there was no love or hate involved at all. Grandpa Qin was devoted to Grandma Liu, and the whole thing was a one-woman show by Ming Qinyun.

Even if we really talk about it, decades later, Grandma Liu still liked to sit alone by the altar at night, holding Grandpa Qin's memorial tablet and cursing Qin the old dog.

The current head of the Ming family, along with his brothers, are half-brothers. Ming Qinyun has selected several male concubines to ensure the continuation of the family's superior bloodline. The names of these men are not even recorded in the Ming family's records.

From the perspective of the family's development, this is understandable, and can even be described as a great sacrifice and a difficult task. She is indeed a qualified and excellent head of the family.

On the contrary, Grandpa Qin and Grandma Liu are the odd ones out. Despite being born into a powerful family, one dared to abandon his family's legacy, while the other only wanted to be Ah Li's grandmother. In this cutthroat world, what they pursued was the warmth of an ordinary couple.

As the fist continued to fall, Ming Ningshuang, who had been almost motionless, began to tremble at the fingertips, and the rest of her body showed irregular flow of energy.

A mysterious and profound artistic conception is gradually reviving.

Zhao Yi: "Something seems... off."

The original body: "Ming Qinyun's companion soul, although it did not allow the spirit to control Ming Ningshuang to be sealed back immediately, her existence also suppressed the spirit's revival of Ming Ningshuang's instincts from her previous life."

Now, with Ming Qinyun's changing state of mind, her existence actually aligns with Ming Ningshuang's past experience of waiting for her beloved, becoming a catalyst for the resurgence of her pre-death instincts, accelerating the return of the real Ming Ningshuang.

Zhao Yi: "Don't you know a lot about this?"

Just moments ago, she said she didn't understand A-Jing's feelings for the man surnamed Li, but now she's analyzing them with penetrating insight.

Zhao Yi: "Actually, it's A-Jing's unconditional trust in the man surnamed Li that makes you uncomfortable and makes you not want to understand?"

The original body: "Are you tired of living?"

Zhao Yi: "Are you... angry?"

The original body: "You have overstepped your bounds. Furthermore, I will exchange this superfluous and meaningless part with the inner demon to ensure that we are both pure."

Zhao Yi: "Heh, I didn't mean to look for flaws among you."

The original text reads: "The Great Evil is busy with his vegetarian feast, while Heavenly Favor has become a glutton."

On this river, whom do you think fate could choose again?

Zhao Yi: "You underestimate me. You still can't understand the Dragon King's state of mind. The Dragon King acts on behalf of Heaven, but he is not a dog of Heaven."

The original source: "They're just lonely."

Zhao Yi: "Hey Li, stop hitting her! She's already lost her way. Quickly twist off her head, break the seal, and put her in the courtyard!"

The original body: "He can't hear your thoughts."

The Zhao Yi representing life resides in the physical body of the young man, while the Zhao Yi representing death is controlled by Li Zhuiyuan.

This order cannot be reversed, otherwise Zhao Yi, who represents death, will have a sudden, erratic thought, and the backlash from the red thread will cause him to die instantly.

Zhao Yi: "I don't believe that the guy surnamed Li can't see it."

Li Zhuiyuan stopped punching, stood up, grabbed Ming Ningshuang by the neck, lifted her up, then turned and walked towards the small courtyard.

Zhao Yi's doubts grew.

The man surnamed Li could see that Ming Ningshuang's physical body was undergoing a transformation. With each additional layer of her physical body that she revived, the threat would increase significantly. At that point, she would no longer be facing Ming Qinyun, but rather a portion of that terrifying being.

But you surnamed Li... why are you walking?

Even though Zhao Yi knew that Li's actions must have a deeper meaning, the sense of crisis he felt made him more inclined to resolve the matter as soon as possible.

Fortunately, the man surnamed Li had hit her hard enough, so even as she slowly walked over, Ming Ningshuang's spiritual consciousness had not yet recovered from her confusion.

But just as Li Zhuiyuan carried Ming Ningshuang up the steps, stood before the threshold, and prepared to reach out and twist off Ming Ningshuang's head to break the seal...

The main body raised its hand and grabbed forward, causing the power it had bestowed upon Li Zhuiyuan to become disordered.

Li Zhuiyuan stopped in his tracks.

The main body spoke: "Are you content with ending it like this?"

Li Zhuiyuan did not respond.

Zhao Yi: "As the saying goes, if you walk by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. To avoid any unforeseen complications, let's seal it back."

The original body said, "There's an opportunity right now that can take your physique to the next level. Do you want it?"

Zhao Yi: "The old saying is right, nothing ventured, nothing gained!"

If even someone like Li isn't afraid of playing with fire, what does Zhao Yi have to fear?
The original body said, "A-Jing, carry me outside. This funeral service isn't finished yet."

Chen Jing bent down and carried "Brother Yuan" on his back, while Zhao Yi floated up with him, his hand still on the boy's head to bless him.

Upon reaching the exit, the main body deploys its array to open the entrance.

After they left, Li Zhuiyuan, who was already standing at the threshold, picked up Ming Ningshuang and leaped into the formation that the Liang sisters had set up in advance by his main body.

Li Zhuiyuan placed Ming Ningshuang's physical body in the core area of ​​the formation to suppress it.

Ming Ningshuang's fingertips were touched more and more clearly.

Before Li Zhuiyuan could give the order to activate the formation, the Liang sisters were forced to activate it due to the pressure.

Even though the suppression effect was applied, the terrifying aura continued to intensify, as if a great terror was about to open its eyes.

Once outside, the increased distance between the two bodies intensified the strain Zhao Yi used to maintain this split state.

Reaching this level is already quite an achievement. Ultimately, he could not completely split himself into two independent individuals. If he did, it would mean that he had suffered a backlash from the secret technique.

Soon, Zhao Yi sensed a powerful spiritual force surging towards him. This time, it was no longer Zhao Yi providing the boy with his mind, but rather the other party actively feeding back to him.

The original body said, "Fortunately, the venues for the rituals are very close by. If they were any further away, it would be impossible to even try."

Zhao Yi: "So, what exactly are you trying to do?"

The main body: "This is a rare opportunity. There are some experiments that we should do if we can. Now, give me the black mist on your body."

Zhao Yi lowered the black mist onto the boy, concealing his form, while revealing his own bloodied, skinless body.

Although he looks creepy, you can still recognize who he is.

Chen Jing jumped onto the boulder with Ming Qinyun's portrait hanging on it and sat cross-legged.

The people below, who were paralyzed, looked at Zhao Yi with horror. Some of the followers already knew that they had come to participate in the "Zhao Division Conference". Even those who did not know before, after seeing "Ming Qin Yun's" declaration, understood what kind of event they had participated in.

Zhao Yi thought to himself, "The guy surnamed Li has already taken care of things. These are all the flesh trumpets left behind by the guy surnamed Li."

The original body said, "This level is not enough. Only the dead do not lie. You probably still want to stand on the opposite side and be worshipped by them, right?"

Zhao Yi: "But..."

The original body: "You've softened your heart?"

Zhao Yi: "This vegetarian feast is for me, Zhao Yi. They all want me dead, they want to kill me. Why should I be soft-hearted?"
I just still don't quite understand..."

The original body: "Do you still remember the black book I threw at you under the peach grove?"

Zhao Yi: "I won't ask anymore."

The original body: "Let's begin. I won't devour you completely; I'll leave a remnant of your soul so that others can investigate later and confirm your identity."

When Zhao Yi heard the word "gnaw," his heart trembled. He had a vague premonition that he was about to witness a true taboo.

Covered in blood, Zhao Yi grinned like a blood demon:

"You want me dead, you want me to bow down to that Li guy? You're dreaming! In this life, on this river, as long as I, Zhao Yi, am here, the Dragon King's throne will never belong to that Li guy!"
The battle for the Dragon King is a never-ending struggle; who can know the answer until the very end? I will fight that man surnamed Li to the death!
"Since you wish to observe a fast for me, then I will make you sacrifice for the will of Zhao Yilong King!"

Under Zhao Yi's control, the black mist spread outwards, quickly covering the entire area of ​​the mat.

The crowd, completely paralyzed, were now lambs to the slaughter, utterly powerless to resist.

With a hand seal, he reversed the secret technique of the Black Book, and wisps of eerie black energy, under the cover of Zhao Yi's black mist, silently entered the brows of these people.

Deep within the mind, the long-silent fishpond began to stir, and the fish leaped out of the water.

The next moment, Zhao Yi, ignoring the crack at the corner of his eye, opened his eyes wide.

Chen Jing, who was standing on the rock next to "Brother Yuan" to prevent him from falling, was so frightened that he tumbled down first.

They saw this group of people being "eaten up" bit by bit!
If it were just about eating flesh and drinking blood, there would be nothing strange about it; we've seen that all the time. A-Jing herself can also absorb demon blood. But what's truly terrifying is that this group of people are disappearing little by little...

A living existence, wiped away—this is true annihilation.

Deep within the mind, feed falls into the fishpond, and the fish compete for it and grow up. Those that grow to a certain size are then taken to heaven.

The main body stood up. He dared not integrate the absorbed life force into his own body, as that was a great taboo of the Heavenly Dao. Therefore, this time, he was going to inject this life force into Zhao Yi.

Fingertips pierced the crack in Zhao Yi's chest, the gateway between life and death.

The main body: "Eating these is still too inefficient."

Zhao Yi: "Then...what should we...eat?"

The true form: "Evil spirit, great evil spirit, the more powerful the evil spirit, the better."

Under the dome, Li Zhuiyuan sensed the strangeness emanating from the dragon skin on his body. He also reversed the secret technique of the black book, merging the creature he had brought from Zhao Yi into Zhao Yi's body and transforming it.

"boom!!!"

The clear blue sky remained unchanged, but in Zhao Yi's ears, the sound of thunder rumbled.

It was as if an eye was watching him from above.

Zhao Yi: "I..."

The entity says: "All the merits you gained in this wave, as well as the useless ones you have stored up, must be cleared away, but the benefits you have received are far beyond what merits can buy."

Zhao Yi: "I..."

The original body said: "It's alright, just a small taste. It's only a little bit. It can only bring about a new change in your physique, without touching any real taboos. Any more, and you won't be able to bear it. You will go from one to everyone here."

Moreover, only when we use this tactic will a real catastrophe occur; you will be fine.

Zhao Yi: "So... is this why the guy surnamed Li... doesn't practice martial arts... doesn't hone his physique...?"

The main body raised its head and looked up at the sky from within the black mist:
"Yes, we want to see exactly how effective this is, and at the same time, we want to tell that thing above us... we know how to use this method!"

The commotion caused here was inevitably perceived by some special beings and inherited forces, just as Liu Yumei used the purple talisman to cleanse the sky in Tingfeng Canyon and question the Ming and Ling families.

For most beings and forces, this is just another instance of Heaven's favor. Although it is rare, there is no need to panic too much. There will be a few such instances every year.

But in the eyes of a very few, it means something completely different.

Deep within the Snake Mountain cave of the Qin family ancestral home, an elderly man in fine clothes, who had been sitting there drinking wine, suddenly crushed his wine cup with a "bang" and shouted loudly:

"Hahahaha, I knew it! He's not dead yet, he's still eating!"

Immediately afterwards, the mighty white tiger curled up under the table, hugging the table leg, trembling, and even letting out cat-like whimpers and sobs:

"Waaaaah... If you eat them... you can't eat me anymore!"

(End of this chapter)