Night without Borders

Chapter 551 Golden Thread Breaks Through the Barrier and Slays the God Tribulation

In the blood-red forest, towering ancient trees were shattered in large swaths, rocky mountains collapsed, and the ground was covered with black cracks several feet wide.

The yellow parasol was repeatedly knocked away, its light dimmed, and it teetering on the verge of collapse, but it always flew back, with broken magic chains intertwined on its surface, locking onto the blood-red monster.

It once joked that it had lost a cow and released a bird, but that was just to reassure Qin Ming that it was engaged in a bloody battle, and the real situation was severe and tragic.

Qin Ming continued to sink, reaching the depths of the earth.

The third Dao Seed, enveloped in sacred light, with its feathered robes fluttering, swooped down, exuding an otherworldly aura yet also radiating an invisible, chilling aura.

He didn't smile; there was a deep chill in his eyes.

Deep underground, Qin Ming's body grew increasingly hot, radiating a strange light, and seemed to condense with the surrounding matter, like a silkworm spinning silk and transforming into a cocoon.

In fact, this is a normal phenomenon in the process of spiritual communication in esoteric Buddhism.

Qin Ming resonates with the mountains and rivers, temporarily "drawing a circle around himself" but in reality, he intends to build a city of flesh and blood.

He looked up at his opponent, who was charging towards him with intense killing intent, and raised his hand to unleash a killing move from the "Primordial Thunder Script"—Thunder Pattern Weaving the Sky.

Within its body, the purple golden core burned, spreading out endless lightning. Outside its body, lightning patterns crisscrossed, densely covering the void, like hundreds of star rivers of rules, piercing upwards.

The third Dao Seed is ethereal and otherworldly, with light and rain emanating from its body. It possesses many Dharma forms, all of which are beings it has previously parasitized. Among them is a female form whose hands form mudras, layer upon layer, like a blooming celestial lotus.

He actually blocked the Thunder Pattern Sky with a very advanced and ingenious technique.

This sacred lotus, with its crystal-clear, densely packed petals, stands in the void, battling against the lightning, destroying each other and constantly exploding.

It was as if a massive earthquake had struck the entire underground, causing the surface to shake violently.

The previous headshot tragedy had little impact on Dao Seed No. 3. He had returned to a state of calm and composure, and his cultivation and methods were unfathomable.

"Even autumn insects dare to shake the frost of heaven." The third Dao Seed returned to its original simplicity, its right hand with clear lines, and suddenly pressed down.

The great way is simple. This palm strike faintly carries karmic fire. The fluctuations are not great, but it contains boundless destructive intent.

The initial stage of the transformation to the Netherworld was extremely important. Qin Ming's cracked body radiated beams of light outward, making the entire area crystal clear.

At this critical moment, he was determined to fight to the bitter end to prevent the enemy from breaking in.

Qin Ming fully activated the "Primordial Thunder Seal," and the top-grade purple golden core within his body resonated with heaven and earth, becoming engraved with layers of Dao patterns, dazzling and radiant, with purple light emanating from it. Dense thunder seals spread out of his body from within the mist.

Qin Ming opened his mouth, and the golden pill, engraved with the patterns of heaven and earth, wrapped in intricate thunder seals, carrying a massive amount of purple light, shot out.

"Hmm?" The third Dao Seed felt a sense of alarm. Most of the karmic fire in his right hand was extinguished by the lightning seal in the purple clouds. He instantly withdrew and retreated.

However, his opponent's ruthlessness exceeded his expectations. Endless lightning intertwined, and thunderbolts surged, exploding everywhere underground.

That was the golden core swirling around the Primordial Myriad Thunder Seal, shooting out and piercing through his protective Daoist aura before exploding.

"Exploding core?" The pupils of the No. 3 Dao Seed contracted. He was teleporting, but he still couldn't completely avoid it and felt waves of intense pain coming his way.

His protective Daoist aura and runes were pierced, his spiritual field was torn apart, and his entire body was shattered. A top-grade purple-gold pill exploded in front of him.

Qin Ming felt as if the place had been deserted, and his body was quite weak.

He unleashed all the power contained within a single sutra in one go.

Fortunately, he wasn't a true member of the Golden Core system, otherwise he might have been ruined.

In fact, the "Primordial Myriad Thunder Seal" has a very wide applicability. It is not a true scripture exclusive to the cultivation system. Its origin is unknown, and people from all walks of life can practice it.

Its essence is not the formation of a golden elixir. Inside, there are nine chapters of thunder seal script, and on the outer layer, there are also nine chapters. As the core, it condenses thunderous matter and concentrates it into a golden elixir.

At this moment, the Supreme Purple Gold Pill disintegrated, and the inner nine chapters and outer nine chapters all reappeared, with the "papers" condensed from thunder seal floating there.

Qin Ming was determined, but he didn't completely destroy his core; the core imprint remained.

At this moment, he swallowed a jar of golden liquid, then crushed the spiritual crystal and drank the blue liquid inside. His empty body immediately felt warm.

These are all master-level rare medicines, extremely precious, capable of instantly restoring an exhausted person to their peak condition.

The inner nine chapters and the outer nine chapters of Thunder Seal flew towards Qin Ming and disappeared back into his body.

He activated the "Primordial Thunder Seal," and the thunder seals intertwined inside and outside his body, quickly drawing in the thunderous matter that had been blasted away.

The third Dao Seed, with a gloomy expression, reappeared in the distance. Even though his spiritual field was torn apart and exploded once, he could not possibly die.

As the saying goes, pure yang is hard to extinguish, and spirit is hard to kill.

However, he was clearly less impressive, as his opponent's self-destructive tactics had caused him considerable damage.

Qin Ming was naturally also very upset, as he was severely in debt, after all, the top-grade Purple Gold Pill was almost completely ruined.

He drank eight kinds of miraculous medicines in succession, his body glowed, replenishing his essence, energy and spirit. Thunder seals condensed, and the purple-gold pill, though dim, reappeared.

However, blood was still flowing from his body, and the opponent's Daoist aura was entangled in his flesh. He could not completely sever it in time, so the wound could not heal completely.

The third Dao Seed's eyes held an undisguised chill as he said in a deep voice, "You're ruthless. You actually managed to injure me in a head-on confrontation this time."

Clearly, he felt humiliated. This time was different from before. He was willing to tear apart his "physical body and Dao field" and got serious. As a result, his opponent was extremely resolute and committed mutual destruction, causing him to disintegrate at one point.

Hearing these words, Qin Ming really wanted to slap him again.

At the same time, he felt that those words sounded familiar.

The next moment, Qin Ming's expression stiffened slightly. He finally understood why he disliked this person, because he seemed to have said some of the same things himself.

This... is so villainous!

Qin Ming's face twitched slightly. Could it be that in the eyes of his former rivals, he also had this attitude?

A feeling of resentment welled up in my chest, and upon looking back, I realized that I was also among the villains.

"Who can judge good and evil? I have acted uprightly and sat properly; I have only been slightly offensive in my words," Qin Ming muttered to himself. He had not committed any evil deeds such as parasitism.

At this moment, his cracked body radiated strange light, merging with the surrounding landscape, as if a small divine city had been built.

Qin Ming deeply appreciated the wonders of the Tantric system, where an endless supply of earth energy and various mystical substances were drawn into this radiant land.

He is nurtured by a blend of inner and outer influences.

Of course, such a phenomenon is related to the special nature of this land; such a colorful and dazzling spectacle would not be possible in another place.

Furthermore, his inner realm opened up, and the purple substances and red clouds he had collected earlier flowed into the Blood and Flesh Divine City, forming a cycle that nourished him.

Qin Ming found it hard to imagine how astonishing the strange phenomena would be if they occurred in that fallen Supreme Daoist Temple.

The third Dao Seed could not stand by and watch him recover. As his condition improved, he charged forward again, making a powerful move. In his hand, he condensed a celestial sword, which, along with the burning figure of a banished immortal, merged into the sword light and slashed downwards.

Qin Ming sighed. He controlled the terrain and merged with his flesh and blood. This place was temporarily his base. He could not avoid it. He had no choice but to fight here and fight to the death.

The spiritual matter of this place, along with the Taoist rhythms within the inner landscape, surges forth in an endless cycle, naturally including the essence of plants and trees in the Crimson Forest.

For a moment, Qin Ming really wanted to unleash the Longevity Sword Intent.

He acted immediately upon thinking of it, and a branch appeared in his hand, with tender buds that had not yet unfolded into leaves, exuding a rich vitality.

The dazzling sword light shone as Qin Ming unleashed seven consecutive sword strikes, which coalesced into one, bringing forth a light of immortality, accompanied by a shower of light, truly conveying the meaning of swordsmanship seeking immortality.

Not only that, his Nine-Colored Sword Aura followed closely behind, soaring into the sky and unleashing its full power. The nine extreme domains of Yin Yang, Five Elements, Wind and Thunder merged, creating a dazzling display of colors that pierced through the night.

As you can see, the ground has cracked open, and a large amount of sword light shot into the sky, shattering the night fog.

The third Dao Seed had multiple sword wounds, some of which were completely pierced through, leaving him exposed from front to back. He was blocked outside that glowing area.

This made his heart tighten. He had already been greatly exhausted by being shot in the head and having his mental field torn apart by the opponent's suicidal Golden Core, and his condition had declined.

At this moment, his body was clearly injured, and sword light flashed.

Deep underground, Qin Ming staggered backward, blood flowing from his seven orifices, and finally collapsed with a thud, staining the crystal-clear ground covered with runes red.

The power of the third Dao Seed is beyond doubt.

Qin Ming and the ground beneath him were both emitting sword light and covered in cracks, indicating that the immortal sword wielded by his opponent had severely injured him.

Without uttering a word, the third Dao Seed swooped down again and launched a powerful attack.

Qin Ming suddenly stood up. Now he was one with this land, and the longer it dragged on, the better it would be for him. He would not allow the other party to disrupt it before then.

Moreover, he realized that this parasite must have come from an extremely distant place, because it was not sensitive to the Nine-Colored Sword Demon and focused more on spiritual power.

This time, the third Dao Seed carried boundless bloodthirsty energy, within which many figures emerged, some male and some female, some serene, some ferocious, some with wrathful Vajra eyes, some ascending to immortality, and so on, all standing alongside him.

As his spiritual field emanated a terrifying aura, those people roared down, intending to completely pierce through and destroy Qin Ming's flesh and blood divine city.

Each of those figures was like a celestial blade, as if cleaving through the void, arriving in an instant, each carrying the power to distort the underground space.

Qin Ming met the attack head-on, with multiple spiritual fields overlapping, and then he released a massive amount of heavenly light from his body. The two condensed, like a net of heaven and earth weaving together, to meet the figures above.

This was a bloody battle, a life-or-death ordeal for Qin Ming.

His feet were firmly planted on the ground, drawing in divine matter incessantly, constantly unleashing power to strengthen the spiritual field and release chaotic celestial light.

Amidst the hissing sound, some figures were sliced ​​apart by the tangible ripples, and a vast net stretched across the sky, shredding some people to pieces.

However, several figures, though worn down and faded, still managed to penetrate down, piercing through the glowing ground and causing Qin Ming's flesh and blood divine city to tremble.

Qin Ming sensed that the crystalline ground beneath his feet was dimming, the divine substance was rapidly dissipating, and his transformation into a higher realm was being interfered with and sabotaged by human intervention.

He let out a low growl that resonated with the land.

The so-called transformation of penetrating the mysterious is to merge with heaven and earth, to become one with the mountains, rivers, grass and trees, to reach everywhere, and to use them to nourish oneself.

At this moment, Qin Ming mobilized the power of mountains and rivers, connecting the four directions, as if he were communicating with the heart of heaven and earth.

With a thunderous roar, the entire earth seemed to come alive, resonating with him and merging with him, as tens of thousands of sword lights shot out from the ground.

Qin Ming used the power of mountains and rivers to temporarily make this land his body, and strangled those figures that had dug through the ground.

With a hissing sound, those dim figures were pierced and obliterated.

Qin Ming was bleeding profusely, and his injuries were quite severe. Even with potent medicine, they were difficult to heal, and he was entangled by Daoist energy that was hard to eliminate. However, his vital energy and spirit were improving.

Above, the third Dao Seed's eyes were sharp. This was the first time he had encountered such a troublesome low-level cultivator. He hadn't been able to defeat him even after so long.

Normally, someone with his Dao Seed should be able to kill their opponent outright.

He whispered, "My flesh and blood are merging with this land, blending together, and growing stronger. This flesh and blood cultivation field is very suitable for nurturing my future path."

His hair was disheveled, his feathered robes were almost burning, and beams of light shot out from his entire body. It was his spiritual field splitting apart, each beam resembling a real dragon.

In the void, countless beams of spiritual light flew toward Qin Ming's physical body and pierced through that crystalline realm, as he intended to take its place and take over the flesh and blood Dao field.

Qin Ming knew that the moment of life and death had arrived. His opponents would not stand by and watch him continue to grow stronger, and they would cut off his path to advancement as soon as possible.

He let out a long roar, and a bright lamp within his body shone brightly, rising high into the air. At this moment, the heavenly light, pure yang power, and divine wisdom emanating from his body were all poured into the lamp.

In an instant, the heart lamp left the body, as if radiating immortal brilliance.

Whether it's the Four True Flames, the Nine-Colored Sword Fiend, or the Primordial Myriad Thunder Seals, they all blend into the Chaotic Force, becoming the Flame of the Heart Lamp, illuminating all things.

The clanging sounds were incessant, centered on Qin Ming and the Heart Lamp, as if ten thousand swords were being fired simultaneously, as if thunder were surging, or as if starlight were pouring down, violently rushing out.

The light of the Heart Lamp, dense as a rain curtain and dazzling as the intertwining of immortal tribulations, spread throughout the underground void, slashing at those spiritual threads that shot towards it.

Amidst the resounding clang, the spiritual light that the parasitic civilization's seed of Tao was so proud of was continuously severed and repeatedly blocked.

The third Daoist has a sinister gaze; how dare this mere "autumn insect" chirp in the face of the frost?

His spiritual power merged with the Daoist principles, surging to a boiling point. Endless beams of spiritual energy, like countless meteorites, roared down from the sky, trailing long streaks of light, crashing into the underground world.

After Qin Ming's heart lamp shone brightly to its extreme, it almost completely burned up, unleashing a massive burst of chaotic energy within it. The light and flames soared into the sky, spreading throughout the void, like a sun disintegrating, covering the sky and earth, purifying the world.

The pupils of the No. 3 Dao Seed contracted. He had already decomposed most of his spiritual field and roared down, but now he felt a tremor in his heart. This flesh and blood Dao field was once again destroyed, and that lamp... seemed to be about to explode.

What is his status? He is a person of high rank and unapproachable position. He is just a piece of flesh and blood, how could he be worthy of exchanging his life with him?
In an instant, he withdrew his spiritual beam and returned against the current. He had plenty of methods; there was no need for him to waste a large amount of his spiritual power in a mutually destructive conflict.

Qin Ming withdrew the Heart Lamp at the opportune moment. If given a choice, who would willingly burn the lamp and explode their life?

In a moment, he suppressed his inner fire, and the lamp softened. He frantically absorbed the divine substances from the earth, channeling them into his flesh and blood to nourish himself. Now, his physical problems were severe. Repeated high-intensity battles had left his wounds entangled with the Daoist energy of his opponents, and the cracks had not yet closed.

Qin Ming was genuinely worried that another loss of control of the Chaotic Energy would cause him to explode.

He sank his feet into the ground, feeling the wonder of the mysterious, and his own energy continued to grow stronger.

The Third Dao Seed retreated temporarily not out of fear of battle, but because he did not want to pay a heavy price. At the same time, he knew the current situation of his opponent and would never give him any more time.

He decided to employ the ultimate weapon of their civilization system: to become completely parasitic in the bloody battle.

Although this ingenious method consumes a great deal of energy, its greatest advantage lies in its immense and unparalleled power, making it impossible to defend against.

The sky was ablaze with light, like stars appearing. It broke down into countless seeds, like glowing dandelions, which were scattered by the wind and drifted gently down.

Instantly, Qin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. He fought back fiercely, unleashing his full power. His Heart Lamp illuminated all things, shooting out countless rays of immortal light towards the seeds.

However, the countless dandelion-like seeds, seemingly swaying gently, actually disappear from their original spot with each drift; they are teleporting.

Moreover, they didn't just fly towards Qin Ming's physical body; they also teleported to this glowing land to compete for the Blood and Flesh Divine City.

"We are facing a divine tribulation, with all the gods before us, and we must all undergo this tribulation. How can your borrowing of a piece of land to nourish your body and spirit compare to our borrowing of a supreme formation to nourish ourselves?"

The third lineage is full of pride. In the field of being born from another body, they are the undisputed leader.

His Dao Seed differentiated into countless tiny seeds, which disappeared beneath the glowing earth, absorbing divine substances to prevent Qin Ming from breaking through his cultivation barrier and severing his opponent's source of creation.

The territory Qin Ming merged with was simply too vast to defend against, putting him in a passive and predicament situation.

When he was near the fallen Supreme Dojo, his body was already burning up. Now, he was building the Blood and Flesh Divine City, which was originally on the verge of breaking through, but it was now being interfered with and blocked.

In fact, this method of the third type of path is indeed effective.

His civilization was most adept at parasitism; countless seeds burrowed beneath the crystalline earth, plundering divine substances and disrupting Qin Ming's supply.

Although the third Dao Seed has split into countless parts, which is tantamount to intercepting it, its own condition is improving.

This ebb and flow worried Qin Ming. Although he had knocked down countless lights of the Heart Lamp, it was difficult to completely eradicate those seeds.

He tried to travel in spirit, disappearing beneath the earth.

As it turned out, his opponent was very cunning. While cutting off the nutrients for his flesh and blood divine city, he also surrounded and attacked from all sides, eroding Qin Ming's physical body.

At this moment, Qin Ming was in an extremely dangerous situation.

His path to advancement was interrupted as his rivals seized the divine substance. Countless seeds glowed, and it was as if endless stars were shining underground.

Qin Ming took out several kinds of super rare blood and consumed them directly to replenish his needs.

In the past, when he last used the extraordinary blood to break through the barrier, he consumed about twenty kinds of medicines. Now, although the precious medicines he has are even stronger, his own realm is also higher.

Several super-powerful bloodlines are simply not enough; Qin Ming cannot fill the huge gap in the Blood and Flesh God City's needs.

He did this simply to change his approach and the way he was promoted; he wanted to ignite a new flame first.

It is clear that the transformation of the esoteric Buddhist system into a realm of spiritual communication has been interrupted and is unlikely to continue.

Qin Ming had considered this beforehand, fighting fiercely while thinking about activating alternative plans.

Since he achieved mastery of his cultivation, he has rarely been forced into such a desperate situation.

The third Dao Seed sneered repeatedly, its voice a mix of male and female, densely packed, echoing from all directions, continuously absorbing Qin Ming's fortune and pressing towards the center.

"The flesh and blood Dao Field will eventually belong to me. If you don't want to die, come out of your spirit now and follow me from now on. I can still give you a way to live."

With a deafening roar, he charged towards Qin Ming's flesh and blood with unstoppable force, carrying with him a large amount of divine matter from the earth, and began his ultimate invasion.

Countless seeds were absorbed into Qin Ming's body.

Qin Ming's inner light erupted fiercely, yet it was indeed unable to stop this person.

With a whoosh, he drifted away in his spirit, his consciousness and divine wisdom mingling with the light of heaven. He took only a tattered cloth with him, which he draped over his body as a battle robe.

"Excellent, this physical body is beyond my expectations, truly wonderful." The third Dao Seed exclaimed, even though he had only just begun to take control, he had already sensed its extraordinary nature.

This physical body is not something that someone in the fourth realm could possess.

"Yes, my body is severely injured and in very poor condition. However, now that I have taken over, I will naturally need to manage and nourish my flesh and blood cultivation field."

The third seed spoke calmly, with a hint of self-confidence in its composure. The countless seeds it had differentiated from reunited, and its spiritual form reappeared.

At the same time, he also brought a large amount of divine matter into Qin Ming's body.

Although the No. 3 Dao Seed interrupted Qin Ming's path to the Netherworld, at the final moment, it frantically absorbed nutrients with an almost predatory approach. In a short period of time, it had already injected 70% of the divine substances that this region should have supplied into Qin Ming's flesh and blood.

Parasitic civilizations—the speed at which they plunder is truly unparalleled.

He began to nourish the flesh and blood field, which was now his property, and there was no need to harm it further.

However, to be on the safe side, he did not remove the Daoist energy that was entangled in the wound.

The third Dao Seed coldly said, "Kneel down and submit, or be annihilated, body and soul? The choice is yours."

Suddenly, he felt a pang of fear, and then he rushed outwards, because he sensed a power within this flesh and blood that could harm him and destroy him as well.

The third Dao Seed was shocked, losing his composure for the first time. How could this be? The other party had gone out in spirit, taking away the last bit of power. He was certain that the other party had not been lying low.

"How much can a spiritual being like you understand about flesh and blood?" Qin Ming, who was wandering outside, was very close. He swooped down and launched a violent attack, attacking from both sides.

"Impossible!" The third Dao Body felt it was unbelievable because he discovered that the power and energy inside and outside his body were exactly the same, as if there were two Qin Mings unleashing their full power.

At this moment, Qin Ming's physical body consciously and deliberately split into pieces, releasing the opponent who was trying to break out.

The third Dao Seed was shaken, and the "Qin Ming" within his flesh and blood attached itself to him, recklessly self-destructing. This was the reason he desperately wanted to escape.

Clearly, the light within him was not Qin Ming himself, but merely one of his trump cards.

During Qin Ming's transformation into the first major realm, he had three opportunities to gain extraordinary abilities, resulting in the birth of three kinds of strange light within his body.

They correspond to: Heavenly Light, Consciousness, and Divine Wisdom.

If the three strange lights merge into one, it will be equivalent to Qin Ming's strongest attack.

He himself had departed in spirit, but the three strange lights lay dormant within his flesh and blood, waiting for their opportune moment.

These three forces are truly unafraid of self-destruction; after each depletion, they can recuperate for a period of time and then naturally regenerate.

Therefore, Qin Ming was prepared to have his physical body shattered.

Anyway, he has to go through each major realm once, and today is the perfect time to sacrifice himself, shatter his own pieces, and then slay his great enemy.

He hadn't used these three strange lights for several years, but today, forced into a dead end, he found the perfect opportunity to unleash them once again.

The third Dao Seed, unwilling to be dragged into self-destruction, charged forward frantically. Qin Ming, however, controlled the situation perfectly, his strange light merely clinging to his opponent, like chasing a rabbit, driving him to flee.

If he had a choice, he wouldn't want his body to explode uncontrollably.

With a loud bang, just a short distance from his physical body, Qin Ming's strange light pulled the No. 3 Dao Seed into self-destruction.

At the same time, the real Qin Ming returned from his spiritual journey, using the tattered cloth to amplify his attack power, and frantically attacked the scattered fragments of the Dao Seed.

In addition, his physical body also moved; now only a wisp of consciousness needed to attach to his body.

He meticulously studied the "Refining the Body and Uniting with the Dao Scripture," and his physical strength was comparable to the great explosion of the Primordial Chaos Light. This was an achievement that Qin Ming had been striving for since the beginning.

His body was burning intensely, as if endless divine light was bursting out from his flesh and blood. His acupoints resonated like a celestial lake, and his meridians were like a great dragon reviving. First, they crackled, and then the dragon's roar shook the heavens.

Qin Ming's full-force fist imprint was indeed comparable to his Primordial Heavenly Light, and his physical body also joined the battle.

The third Dao Seed was pulled along by the strange light and was torn apart. In an instant, it was equivalent to being attacked by three Qin Mings in a combined attack.

Qin Ming made full use of the advantage at this moment, with multiple spiritual fields superimposed together, expanding outward to imprison this place and prevent the spiritual fragments of the No. 3 Dao Seed from breaking free.

Enraged, the third Daoist was caught off guard and suffered a severe blow.

He was repeatedly beaten, and his performance declined rapidly.

Although the strange light had completely disappeared, Qin Ming, who was still in a trance, and his physical body were still giving him a double whammy.

With a loud bang, the third Dao Seed acted decisively, using a terrifying and wondrous technique to launch a near-self-destructive counterattack, severely injuring Qin Ming.

His body already had cracks, and now it exploded completely, turning into dozens of pieces, with broken bones and tendons, and blood staining the ground.

This was the result of his wandering light attaching itself to the old cloth and acting as a shield; otherwise, the situation might have been even more dire.

In contrast, Qin Ming, who was lost in thought, was blocked at the rear by Lao Bu, but his injuries were not serious and his condition was still good.

In an instant, Qin Ming activated his Adhesive Force, causing all the flesh and blood to fly back, including the spilled blood, which also flowed backward.

He pieced together the body, and his spirit returned, becoming one with it.

"Hmm?" Qin Ming sensed it. Although his physical body had shattered once, the mystical substances contained within it were extremely concentrated.

Unfortunately, his transformation into the spirit world had already come to an end and could not continue.

However, after consuming the super rare blood, he has already begun to ignite the power of the path to rebirth, and he has changed his direction of advancement.

Sure enough, as his body and spirit became one, and his flesh and spirit resonated, his whole body became burning hot, showing signs of rebirth.

However, his physical condition was extremely poor, and it was unknown whether the mystical substances within him could support him in completing this transformation.

Qin Ming took out some precious medicines from the tattered cloth space and drank them to replenish his energy and nourish his spirit.

He was uncertain whether such a broken body and exhausted spirit could really succeed in reaching a higher level.
In the distance, the third Dao Seed reappeared, his face grim. He had actually suffered such a calamity, being severely injured one after another, and his condition was far worse than before.

He stared coldly at Qin Ming, then remained silent, frantically destroying the area where the light still shimmered, to prevent his opponent from continuing to absorb the power of the entire land and completely block his path to advancement.

Qin Ming timely displayed anger, attempting to stop it.

The third Dao Seed sneered repeatedly, splitting into countless seeds that sank into the ground and wreaked havoc.

Qin Ming sighed, stood still, and did not intervene further, but waited for his time to arrive.

This time, although his physical condition was not optimistic, and could even be described as extremely dire, the newborn was not affected; on the contrary, the newborn came so quickly.

A miraculous sight appeared in his flesh and blood: golden needles moved, stitching and mending, helping him heal his wounds.

Qin Ming suppressed the smile on his lips, not revealing any joyful emotion.

"External demons led me down the right path, and Heaven corrected my course, forcing me to return to my original path and be reborn. It's truly..."

Qin Ming could barely suppress the smile on his face, because the new life had truly begun, and his power was already increasing.

Clearly, his alternative is better.

Whether it was the result of meticulous stitching or not, the constant mending and repairs seemed to accelerate his transformation and rebirth.

"Hmm?" The third Dao Seed burst out of the soil. Coming from a parasitic civilization, its spiritual perception was extremely sharp, and it finally sensed that something was wrong.

Qin Ming didn't care anymore; a new life had begun, and his power was increasing dramatically.

The opponent, having been repeatedly weakened by explosions, was now much weaker. With one side gaining strength and the other losing, he wasn't afraid at all.

In particular, he clearly felt that the barrier was loosening and that he was about to reach a higher level.

At this moment, Qin Ming comprehended the essence of the golden needle threading technique, gained some insight, and couldn't help but want to demonstrate it with his own hands.

When he saw the third seed approaching, he took the initiative to go to meet it.

In an instant, countless "golden needles" flew out from Qin Ming's body. In fact, they were not needles, but threads, a subtle technique hidden within the Chaos Force.

Long ago, that dream insect from another land was pierced by a mysterious figure with a beam of light like a golden needle, suffering severe damage.

Now, Qin Ming has also unleashed his power.

In an instant, golden threads cascaded down Qin Ming's body, piercing through him and pinning him to the void amidst the shocked and disbelieving gaze of the Third Dao Seed.

(End of this chapter)