Chapter 453: Chapter 269: All Under Heaven Belongs to the King
It extended a large claw, causing the Heibai Diagram to rotate, emitting a clanging sound as if divine gold were colliding, with sparks flying.
It growled lowly, evil qi boiling, erupting like muffled thunder, causing the nearby vegetation and rocks to disintegrate completely. The destructive power of this rampant evil qi was astounding.
Qin Ming pulled the fishing line, using the hook to restrain it.
At the same time, the Yin Yang Diagram he activated fully enveloped the White Tiger.
The lifelike White Tiger whimpered as the black and white light continuously diminished it, wiping out the dense evil qi, nearly causing the tiger’s head to explode here.
In the end, the Evil White Tiger was subdued by Qin Ming, lying on the ground.
"Could this be a Rare Treasure Evil left by an Immortal Great Sect from ancient times for its disciples?"
Such a powerful evil would be exceedingly difficult for young disciples to subdue, often causing them to die from its backlash.
Qin Ming estimated that had he not first refined the Black and White Fish and reached the mid-stage of the Second Realm, he wouldn’t have been able to withstand the Evil White Tiger if he encountered it before.
"A gold attribute evil?" He had initially thought that most of the evils encountered in Black and White Mountain would be related to Yin and Yang. Now it seemed this terrain was far more complex than he had imagined.
He had previously also discovered undeveloped Thunder Slaughter evils of various classes.
However, upon pondering, he could also understand.
Black and White Mountain was quite extraordinary. Whether it was two years ago or two hundred years ago, it had been baptized by Outer Heaven Light, making any kind of evil possible to appear.
Not to mention, five hundred years ago, it had shaken the world, and a thousand years ago, there were even Beast Gods roaming about, indeed profound and mysterious.
Qin Ming confirmed that this was a legendary evil, likely prepared by the ancient dojo for its core disciples, to hone their consciousness spiritual light, akin to axes and swords chopping.
He attempted to sit on the tiger’s back, but it felt like being pierced through the skin by a sharp blade.
Qin Ming shielded himself with black and white light, then steadily sat on top, as this large cat, transformed by Heavenly Light, carried him forward steadily.
He noticed its originally nascent consciousness was reverting more to its primitive state, and at this rate, it would completely vanish.
"It was meant to be refined; it’s not quite right if it harbors chaotic consciousness, so it’s fine if it disperses."
Qin Ming sat astride the White Tiger, so startling that the Red Squirrel in the distance had its mouth wide open, eyes bulging round.
Subsequently, Qin Ming used the iron chain on the White Tiger to firmly bind it, equivalent to sealing it, making its body shrink further, as small as a puppy, and finally stuffing it into the inner space of a piece of broken cloth.
"This mountain has become somewhat different." Old Man Liu returned, his expression serious, indicating he had lived in this land for decades and distinctly noticed something unusual.
Qin Ming nodded, feeling that the entire Black and White Mountain seemed to be gaining life, undergoing resurgence.
Perhaps it was precisely for this reason he was able to fish the Evil White Tiger from the night sky.
While operating the "Black and White Scripture," Qin Ming discovered an exceptional harmony with this terrain.
In an instant, he felt the entire Black and White Mountain breathing with him, all the towering mountains appeared somewhat different, as if immortally fogged.
Qin Ming, with an empty serene mind, immediately sat cross-legged, as if this were an expansive dojo, naturally suitable for practicing the Black and White Scripture.
Unfortunately, he had only obtained the first twelve pages of this scripture, with no further progress at the moment; everything interpretable had been comprehended.
"Hmm? This landscape seems to be inscribed with scriptures!" He was shocked.
Qin Ming suddenly realized, could the source of this tome be the Black and White Mountain itself?
Currently, the Black and White Scripture is crucial to him, and he cares deeply about its scripture meaning.
Feeling spiritually fortunate, Yin and Yang’s dual fish turned, enveloping him as he stepped forward, following an invisible intuition, roaming within this great mountain.
Old Man Liu and the Red Squirrel followed behind, neither fast nor slow.
Indeed, feeling was not wrong; after operating the Black and White Scripture, Qin Ming found the landscape seemed to whisper, as if scripture meanings were circulating.
The fractured mountains, collapsed cliffs, each made him pause, arriving at various relics, listening to the "murmurs" of the mountains and rivers.
Within an Enlightenment Realm, coming and going to various places, Qin Ming found lines of text amid broken black and white mountains, scripture meanings hanging in dilapidation.
During this state, he pieced together nine more pages of True Scripture, totaling twenty-one pages mastered.
Qin Ming sighed inwardly, the ruins of Black and White Mountain were too severely damaged, presently allowing him to resonate only to such extent, those scripture icons on the cliffs remained fractured.
In such a special condition, he glimpsed many different things, such as a layer of mist within the mountain.
"Xiao Qin, the path you’re leading is off, something’s not right!" Old Man Liu reminded, this was unfamiliar territory, not the lair of the old monsters he was accustomed to, but rather a strange new environment.
Up ahead, the fog grew denser!
After finishing the resonance with the scripture techniques within the mountain, Qin Ming still proceeded by instinct, realizing something wrong, but couldn’t resist exploring.
In his view, the layer of fog ahead was like a dense curtain about to be lifted by him.
Qin Ming proceeded a bit further, ultimately clearing away clouds, dispelling obstructions, and the view before him opened up.
He was completely stunned!
Old Man Liu and the Red Squirrel came up, and upon seeing the scene ahead, were even more astonished to stupor on the spot.
What unfolded before their eyes were neatly arranged furrows, fields of golden crops, dazzling golden radiance piercing the night sky.
The two humans and one squirrel seemed like earthen sculptures, staring blankly.
The miraculous scenery ahead shouldn’t have been obscured by night fog, yet during their usual mountain visits, they’d never once seen it.
All the crops, from roots to stems, leaves, and grains, were shimmering brightly, like golden ornaments, enveloped in a mystical aura.
This was an expanse of open field, irrigated by Fire Spring, all in golden hue, most unusual.
Such a sight, Qin Ming had never encountered before, yet he and Old Man Liu had heard of it before.
Years ago, a Mountain Patrol had experienced such an event, shockingly and fearfully reporting it, but was never found again thereafter.
The Red Squirrel, recovering, its eyes full of stars, instinctively yearned to "raid the grain," to stock up for the winter.
"Golden... Ma!" It excitedly uttered human words.
"That’s Grain!" Old Man Liu, seemingly compulsive, corrected it.
"Golden... Wolf!" The Motivational Squirrel kept rubbing its small paws, staring intently, eager to spring into action.
However, it knew who the big and little kings were, looking towards Qin Ming and Old Man Liu.
Whose provisions were these? Qin Ming gazed at the scene before him, finding it all too enigmatic, with the Black and White Mountain harboring far more secrets than he knew.
In the distance, horse neighs echoed alongside thunderclaps, a luminescent horse galloping rapidly afar.
Beyond, it seemed someone was harvesting crops, and faint "farmer’s songs" drifted over.
"What place is this, and who resides here?" The Red Squirrel inscribed words in the void.
"Throughout the world, all under Heaven belongs to the sovereign; from the lands at the borders, none are not the king’s vassals. Especially this land..." A clear voice rang in the ears of the two humans and one squirrel, as some creature discovered them.
The full moon on the fifteenth is most rounded on the sixteenth; wishing everyone a happy Lantern Festival, may your family be reunited and filled with joy and happiness!