Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Since you're so determined to die, Qin, let's settle this with our skills!"

Seeing that Qin Dingce was determined to stop him, Jiang Beihai immediately laid his cards on the table, revealing his murderous intent.

boom!

A large amount of pure Yuan energy surged out from Jiang Beihai's dantian, enveloping everyone present like spreading clouds and mist, while exuding a fierce and imposing aura, indicating that he had reached the third level of the Meridian Opening Realm!

"This guy's strength has actually increased too?"

Faced with Jiang Beihai's imposing aura, Qin Dingce narrowed his eyes slightly as well, "It seems this person has also amassed quite a few fortuitous treasures at the Zhongwang Tomb ruins during this time..."

In the past, the other party was only at the half-step opening meridian realm, and there was still a considerable gap between him and the formal breakthrough to the opening meridian realm. However, in less than half a month, Jiang Beihai's Yuan power cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, and he stepped into the third level of the opening meridian realm!

This shows that he was not the only one who found his opportunity at the site of the Loyal King's tomb!

"The Killing Knife Technique!"

Without exchanging any pleasantries with Qin Dingce, Jiang Beihai unleashed another full-force slash with his treasured sword. Vast Yuan Power enveloped the blade like a tidal wave, then burst forth into countless sharp sword beams, mixed with astonishing killing intent, aimed directly at the vital points around Qin Dingce's body!

This sword is named Killer!

Once its power is unleashed, it is deadly; even a martial artist at the third level of the Meridian Opening Realm will find it difficult to escape death!

Moreover, Qin Dingze had only recently broken through to the Opening Meridian Realm, and his cultivation foundation was not yet consolidated. He was only at the first level of the Opening Meridian Realm, and it was almost impossible for him to withstand Jiang Beihai's full-force strike!

Swish!Swish!Swish!

Countless sharp blade beams shot towards him like arrows, but Qin Dingce remained calm. He released a large amount of Yuan energy outwards, which then transformed into a lifelike white horse image, protecting himself from head to toe.

Rumble!

A deafening explosion resounded, and the next moment Qin Dingce was engulfed by the chilling blade light and vanished without a trace. The entire tomb was enveloped by a monstrous killing intent and the residual force of the impact, as if demonstrating the terrifying power of Jiang Beihai's strike!

"As expected of the current sect leader of the Beihai Blade Sect, such powerful swordsmanship would be difficult for even a martial artist of the same level in the Opening Meridian Realm to withstand, let alone this person's strength, which is only at the first level of the Opening Meridian Realm, far inferior to Jiang Beihai..."

On the side, Ren Xuanfei, who was watching the battle, also frowned, and a hint of fear appeared in her eyes when she looked at Jiang Beihai.

Although she had lived in the palace since childhood and had little contact with martial artists outside, her vision and eyesight were still quite good, so she could naturally see how strong Jiang Beihai was!

As for Consort Ren Xuan, her desire to seize the throne of the Loyal King naturally necessitates a confrontation with Jiang Beihai, a formidable enemy.

"That's really impressive."

Hearing Lu Feng's thoughtful voice in his ear, "That strike from this person wasn't an ordinary fourth-grade martial art. It seemed to contain an even more astonishing power of intent, and the level of mastery was quite high, at least at the minor completion stage!"

"The power of artistic conception?"

Turning around at the sound of her voice, Ren Xuanfei looked at Lu Feng, who was deep in thought, and asked with some surprise, "Lu Feng, do you mean that this person has already comprehended the power of intent?"

The essence of artistic conception is an invisible force of obsession. Only those with a strong and focused obsession, who have cultivated a martial art to its ultimate level, have a slight chance of comprehending it!

In the cultivation world, the power of intent is also referred to by most martial artists and independent cultivators as a symbol of "heaven rewards diligence," representing the ultimate mastery of a single method. The power of intent is divided into four realms from weak to strong: embryonic, minor success, major success, and perfection!

As for Jiang Beihai, the master of the Beihai Sword Sect, he has comprehended the essence of swordsmanship and has already reached the minor mastery level!

"That's right."

Lu Feng nodded slightly, then changed the subject, saying, "However, with just a mere minor mastery of sword intent, I'm afraid he can't defeat Qin Dingze. This person's strength is far more complex than it appears..."

"what?"

Upon hearing Lu Feng's words, Ren Xuanfei's pretty face showed a slight surprise, but before she could react, a deafening roar came from the side.

Boom!

As the dust and mist slowly dissipated, a familiar figure in brocade robes gradually appeared before everyone's eyes. His face was dirty and disheveled, and his hair was loose, making him look somewhat disheveled. However, his aura remained strong, indicating that he had not suffered any fatal injuries.

"Disperse!"

Qin Dingce slowly raised his right hand, and the incomplete white horse image behind him also dissipated in the wind. It seemed that he was able to survive because of the image protecting him.

"So this is the ancestral martial art of the Qin family of Fancheng, the 'White Horse Spirit Communication Technique'? Heh, it certainly has some merit..."

On the other side, seeing that Qin Dingce was still alive, Ding Shiqun, the "Eight-Handed Old Monster," also froze slightly, a hint of surprise showing in his cloudy, yellowish eyes.

He originally thought that Qin Dingce would not last three moves against Jiang Beihai, and that he only needed to sit on the sidelines and watch the two fight, and then take action to deal with Jiang Beihai, so that he could take over the Zhongwang legacy.

However, Ding Shiqun did not expect that Qin Dingce, the young master of the Qin family in Fancheng, would be far more resilient than he had imagined.

"Hmph! Let's see how long you can last...!"

Seeing that Qin Dingce was only slightly injured and still possessed considerable strength, Jiang Beihai frowned and launched another attack. He swung his treasured sword repeatedly, unleashing dozens of sharp blade beams that resembled colossal blades reaching the sky, hurtling towards Qin Dingce.

"The wild horse leaps across the ravine!"

Faced with the blades and sharp lights coming from all directions, Qin Dingce's face was cold and solemn. He immediately put his palms together, and then a white horse dharma image enveloped his body again. At the same time, his whole body was like a nimble and light horse, dodging and turning several times, easily avoiding the sky full of blades and lights!

"It's not over yet!"

Another loud shout came from afar. Before Qin Dingce could land, Jiang Beihai suddenly appeared behind him like a ghost, and then slashed with a straight blade, aiming straight for Qin Dingce's vital face!

*Whoosh!* *Snap!*

The blade struck in an instant, and Qin Dingce's expression changed slightly. He subconsciously dodged to the side, and at the same time, his Yuan Power surged out from his dantian, forming a protective barrier. However, it was still no match for the power of the blade and shattered instantly!

Pfft...!

With his protective barrier broken, the sharp blade pierced Qin Dingce's left shoulder, leaving a patch of blood. The latter's face turned deathly pale, and he coughed up blood and retreated violently!

"It's time for all of this to end, you surnamed Qin!"

Having severely injured Qin Dingce with a single strike, Jiang Beihai's morale soared, and he launched another attack, intending to finish off his opponent!

Whoosh! Bang!

However, just as Jiang Beihai was pressing his advantage, an ebony cane suddenly appeared out of nowhere, as if it contained the force of a thousand pounds, instantly knocking him back and causing his expression to change slightly.

"Hehe, Sect Leader Jiang is indeed quite skilled. But how could such a grand spectacle be complete without this old man?"

With a single, effortless move, Ding Shiqun's beard twitched slightly, revealing a sinister smile, as if he had been waiting for this moment to personally take the stage.

"Old Ding, do you perhaps want to get involved too?"

Upon seeing that the person who made the move was none other than "Eight-Handed Old Monster" Ding Shiqun, Jiang Beihai frowned and showed a hint of displeasure on his face, but he did not immediately retaliate.

After all, although the opponent was old, he was also a veteran expert with a cultivation level of five levels of the Opening Meridian Realm, and he was not so easy to deal with.

"Hehe, the legendary legacy of the Loyal King is not only of interest to your North Sea Blade Sect and the Qin family, but also to me."

Faced with Jiang Beihai's probing, Ding Shiqun slammed his cane heavily on the ground, his tone revealing a hint of arrogance. Clearly, his attitude was very clear: he would not easily give up the struggle for the throne of the Loyal King.

"Cough, cough cough cough...! Hahahaha!"

At this moment, Qin Dingce slowly got up from the ground, then let out a strange and maniacal laugh. His expression was twisted and crazy, as if he had suddenly changed his personality, which was very bizarre.

"Interesting, truly interesting...! Murder is such an interesting thing...!"

Qin Dingce slowly looked at Jiang Beihai and Ding Shiqun not far away. The next moment, his pupils suddenly turned blood red, and his black hair gradually turned white. At the same time, he released an extremely terrifying and overwhelming killing intent, which made everyone present stop in their hearts!

"Oh no! Young Master is about to succumb to demonic possession again...!"

"Oh no, this is going to be a tragedy! Run!"

"This is not a place to linger!"

Upon seeing Qin Dingce's drastically changed appearance, the Qin family warriors were terrified, as if recalling some horrifying memory. They immediately scattered and fled, not daring to linger there for even a moment!

"Could the aura emanating from this guy be...?"

Upon seeing this, Lu Feng's expression showed slight surprise, as if he had remembered something.

Swish!

Suddenly, Qin Dingze vanished from his spot and reappeared in front of Ding Shiqun like a ghost. He then grabbed Ding Shiqun by the neck and lifted him into the air.

"You...you...! How is this possible?!"

With his neck gripped tightly, Ding Shiqun's old face flushed red. He struggled frantically, but could not break free from Qin Dingce's grasp, like a weak and powerless chick.

Moreover, the overwhelming killing intent emanating from Qin Dingce seemed to form its own invisible aura, which not only isolated Ding Shiqun's internal energy, but also made the latter's entire body uncontrollable!

Click!

Ignoring Ding Shiqun's questioning, Qin Dingze suddenly exerted force with his palm, instantly snapping the former's neck, causing his body to be separated from his body on the spot, making him dead beyond any hope of survival!

"The Eight-Armed Monster is dead...!"

Upon witnessing this scene, not only was Jiang Beihai horrified, but the group of rogue cultivators watching the battle around the tomb palace were also shocked, as if they had seen a ghost!

After all, Ding Shiqun was a dignified expert at the fifth level of the Opening Meridian Realm, but when faced with Qin Dingze, who had "entered the demonic path," he was like a child without the strength to even kill a chicken, and was easily crushed to death by the other party with one hand!

"It really is spiritual power..."

Not far away, seeing Ding Shiqun, a fifth-level cultivator at the Qi Opening Realm, instantly killed by Qin Dingce in one move, Lu Feng's expression turned solemn, as if he had also discerned a trace of the other party's secret.

"Spiritual power?"

Ren Xuanfei's beautiful eyes sparkled, as if this was the first time she had ever witnessed such power.

"Yes, if I'm not mistaken, this person has awakened a killing spirit body, and its power level is at least at the Xuandao level, far beyond that of an ordinary mortal level spirit body."

Nodding slightly, Lu Feng changed the subject, saying, "However, the weakness of this person's killing spirit body is also obvious. If he frequently uses the power of the spirit body, he will not only easily lose his mind, but with too much killing, he will also become completely insane, and may even eventually fall into an incurable state..."