Spiritual Vein Conflict

Water splashed everywhere.

A towering, burly man was locked in combat with a figure whose green hair was surrounded by a sinister aura.

“You little bastard, you’re the one poisoning the air ahead, aren’t you? Damn it! I’ve been inhaling that poison the whole way!” Wang Dahai shouted angrily.

His cheeks were swollen.

His entire body was bloated from inhaling too much poison.

His shield, fueled by rage, struck harder and harder.

“Sorry, I really didn’t know the person behind me was you,” Xue Ming said with a mocking smile, but there was no hint of apology on his face—only cold indifference.

“Damn it, you’re just asking for a beating!” Wang Dahai roared.

His shield slammed down like a heavy axe, striking Xue Ming again and again.

But Xue Ming expertly blocked each blow with his dagger.

Wang Dahai’s eyes grew colder.

This guy’s strength was far beyond what the intelligence reports had indicated.

Ranked only in the thirties on the Hidden Dragon List?

Impossible!

Few could withstand his heavy shield head-on—even Yang Tian couldn’t hold up.

Yet this green-haired guy fought with ease!

“The mighty Four Saints’ Black Tortoise, and this is all you’ve got? No wonder you’ve always been outclassed by the Four Saints’ White Tiger, Yang Tian,” Xue Ming taunted with a sneer.

“Don’t you dare mention that bastard!” Wang Dahai snapped, his shield strikes becoming even more terrifying.

His massive shield was wielded like a deadly axe, both defensive and offensive.

Against a dagger wielder like Xue Ming, he should have forced him to spit blood.

But to Wang Dahai’s astonishment,

his shield attacks seemed powerless in Xue Ming’s eyes, easily manipulated at will!

Xue Ming took a step back, shook his numb arm, and grinned: “Been hitting me this long—don’t you think it’s my turn now?!”

Gasping heavily, Wang Dahai wiped the sweat from his chin and grinned arrogantly: “You little bastard, let’s see what tricks you’ve got!”

Xue Ming pulled out a vial of potion and gulped it down.

In an instant!

His body began to swell, then shrink, and his eyes grew increasingly terrifying.

“Using drugs? That’s cheating!” Wang Dahai sensed something was wrong and took a step back, shield raised.

Instinctively, a wave of panic washed over him.

Gripping his dagger, Xue Ming grinned: “No one makes the rules here. This is a world where the strong devour the weak.”

With that, he launched an attack on Wang Dahai.

“Qianqian, keep up!” Tang Qingqing ran swiftly across the wooden bridge.

“Qingqing, be careful if you encounter Xue Ming,” Shangguan Qianqian said gravely from behind.

As a reincarnator, she knew Xue Ming’s true strength.

That guy had been hiding his power all along.

During the Hongtian Secret Realm, 108 people entered, only nine came out alive.

Xue Ming was one of those nine!

Since then, he had been silently enduring, only now revealing his true power to the world.

*Slash!*

A blade was drawn.

Cold light flickered as Xue Ming slowly sheathed his dagger.

*Thud!*

The heavy shield dropped to the ground.

Wang Dahai was covered in wounds, blood gushing out. His eyes remained sharp and fierce, tinged with a hint of unwillingness—but the life was gone.

A dagger had pierced through his heart.

Wang Dahai, the Four Saints’ Black Tortoise of the Law Enforcement Bureau, had fallen.

At this moment, the potion’s effect also wore off.

Xue Ming stared into the vast, empty expanse of the water-blue world, a smile curling at the corner of his mouth as he pulled out a glowing azure orb from his pocket.

What exactly was this thing?

Squinting, Xue Ming focused his gaze on it.

Before killing Wang Dahai, he had encountered a humanoid creature formed of liquid—unstoppable by blades or blows.

In the end, it was a liquid bomb made from poison that finally obliterated the creature, instantly evaporating all its watery essence. Seizing the opportunity, Xue Ming snatched up this water-blue orb.

Staring at the orb, curiosity flickered in Xue Ming’s eyes.

For some unknown reason, the orb held an irresistible allure, as if beckoning him to consume it.

Almost instinctively, Xue Ming summoned all his energy, merging the orb between his palms.

Then, his eyes blazed with a scorching light.

Such immense power!

Just then, a dart whizzed through the air, aiming straight for his back.

Xue Ming’s gaze turned cold. He halted his attempt to absorb the blue orb and turned to face Tang Qingqing.

Shangguan Qianqian stood silently, her eyes filled with unwillingness as she looked at the already lifeless Wang Dahai. She sighed softly.

The outcome remained unchanged.

Xue Ming had still killed Wang Dahai, the Four Saints of the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Chaos in the martial world had become inevitable.

“So, it’s you,” Xue Ming said with a sly smile, eyeing Tang Qingqing.

The Five Poisons Sect and the Tang Family both specialized in poisons.

They had always been at odds.

But over the past century, the Tang Family had gradually withdrawn, becoming a martial clan.

Meanwhile, the Five Poisons Sect held firm in the martial world.

Tang Qingqing spoke gravely: “Qianqian, it’s dangerous.”

Shangguan Qianqian drew her Qingyun Longsword, her voice cold and clear: “I know. We’ll fight together.”

“Ha, and what can you two do by teaming up!” Xue Ming sneered arrogantly.

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Underground, in a fiery world, An Yi gripped the source of fire spirit energy, already beginning to consume it.

Others might not understand, but An Yi, having come from that world, knew well.

In that realm, everyone was born with innate spiritual veins!

There were nine attributes: Metal, Wood, Water, Fire, Earth, Wind, Thunder, Light, and Darkness.

Those who cultivated spiritual energy were called Spirit Masters.

But in this world, spiritual energy had been scarce for five thousand years. Generations of changes had nearly erased the concept of spiritual veins.

This spirit source could reshape the attributes of spiritual veins within the body.

An Yi’s expression grew serious. After much hesitation, he swallowed the essence of the fire spirit.

A scorching flame poured into his body!

In an instant, his internal organs burned fiercely, followed by an indescribable, wondrous sensation spreading through him.

This was truly the feeling of spiritual energy!

Surprise shone in An Yi’s eyes. Having had his spiritual veins shattered, he had long given up on cultivation.

But the fire spirit essence rekindled his hope.

Yan Zhi, unaware of what was happening to An Yi, remained vigilant, keeping watch.

Suddenly, as An Yi methodically consumed the spirit source, pain flickered across his brow.

Blood seeped from his eyes and nostrils, a terrifying sight.

“Ah!”

An Yi gritted his teeth and collapsed to the ground.

The moment the Fire Spirit Origin was devoured, he realized that the Dark Spirit Vein he had always believed destroyed was, in fact, still intact!

And so, at this very moment,

the Fire Spirit Origin within his body was fiercely clashing with the Dark Spirit Vein, repelling each other from within!

The agony was beyond excruciating—far worse than having one’s heart ripped out.

But now that the arrow had been released, there was no turning back!

An Yi, having consumed the Fire Spirit Origin, could only forcibly suppress this power and reshape his body into the Fire Spirit Vein!

The hidden Dark Spirit Power inside him continued to resist, while the newly arrived Fire Spirit Origin refused to yield.

At this moment, An Yi’s body seemed to have become a battlefield!

Two forces erupted into a brutal clash!