C1419 Half Saint Was Dead(part I)
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The Thousand Hand Guanyin was a spirit level cultivation technique that had been lost for tens of thousands of years. Even in the Great Calamity ten thousand years ago, it was still a precious existence.
Cultivation techniques were divided into many levels, and above the saint level was the spirit level!
How precious was a spirit level cultivation technique? Besides, even a Saint Grade powerhouse might not be able to cultivate them without any scruples.
This was because there were many restrictions to Spiritual grade techniques.
Some required special vessels, while others required special blood to be sacrificed in order to cultivate.
There were even some that could only be cultivated by the bloodline of the race that possessed spirit level cultivation techniques!
This involved the power of those legendary bloodlines.
The Thousand Hand Guanyin, a spirit rank cultivation technique that only existed in the murals of the Demon Dragon Wasteland's abyss, was a legendary cultivation technique. Qin Sheng had never thought that Xia Yue, who came from the Grand Xia and disguised herself as a man, would actually cultivate this cultivation technique.
The terrifying power caused Qin Sheng's chest to feel intense pain. If it wasn't for his body being cleansed by the Emperor Sword, he would have been reborn. He would have been killed by the furious Xia Yue's slap in an instant.
"dengshu, you should go to hell!"
Xia Yue's hair was disheveled. The terrifying power that was lurking between her brows gushed out like a storm. She was about to step onto the border of the semi-sage realm.
Her entire body was emitting a dazzling light of the Spirit Patterns. It was as if ripples had appeared on the other side of her body. Wherever she went, those incomparably hard Talismans would turn into crumbss. A purple light shot out from between Xia Yue's brows, distorting the incomparably profound Spirit Patternss and interweaving them into terrifying Spirit Patternss and battle lances.
The horror was monstrous, like the pressure of Mount Tai. The space that was about to freeze gave Long Wei a huge fright.
"Qin Sheng, that's a Half Saint! A Half Saint was lying dormant within this demonic woman's body!"
"Take a step back and run away!"
Long Wei let out a loud scream. A Half Saint was not someone he could match.
"As the saying goes, a wise man does not fight when the odds are against him. This witch is cheating. Let's avoid her for now. When we meet again in the future, we will hit her butt!"
In just a short period of one or two breaths, Long Wei had already escaped.
Qin Sheng rolled his eyes and said through gritted teeth, "Long Wei! Follower could not escape faster than Master!"
Before his voice faded, Qin Sheng also moved. Although he had just experienced the baptism of the Emperor Sword, both his body and soul had been thoroughly tempered. Even though he had yet to smelt the Divine Palace, his true strength far exceeded that of an ordinary Divine Palace Realm expert.
The purple dragon in Qin Sheng's body let out a long roar towards the sky. In an instant, it illuminated a large expanse of purple clouds. He stepped on the purple clouds and crossed a hundred miles in an instant, then another hundred miles with each step.
This Divine Skill was similar to the Monkey King from the Mount Huaguo in the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths. With just a single muscle and cloud, he could travel thousands of miles!
Of course, Qin Sheng's current speed was definitely not as fast as the Monkey King from the Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Even so, such a speed that even a Manifestation Realm warrior would be amazed by was something that Xia Yue, who had faintly revealed the aura of a Half Saint, could tell. He was simply too slow.
"Rumble!"
Xia Yue was like a beautiful crescent moon, incomparably sharp. She easily tore apart the void, and terrifying cracks appeared on the void, causing it to explode. Some of the unlucky Origin Beasts were very strong. They were able to reach the abode Realm, but they were mercilessly shredded into a bunch of blood fogs by the spatial storm. . .
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