Chapter 452: Chapter 269: All Under Heaven Belongs to the King
Qin Ming’s fishing line was taut, stretching into the pitch-black sky.
Deep in the night fog, the silhouette of the prey appeared, slender, with strands of hair floating in the air.
Qin Ming wanted to mimic the Red Squirrel and shout: Dammit!
He looked at Old Man Liu, could it really be as he said?
Qin Ming gritted his teeth and pulled hard on the fishing line, continuing to fish for the prey in the night sky.
In the black mist, the slender figure was faintly discernible, with loose hair gradually revealing her form.
Soon, in the ink-like sky, a graceful woman gazed down, looking sinister no matter how you viewed her.
"Holy...!" The Red Squirrel was so scared it started speaking human words again.
"Stop shouting nonsense, she descends from the sky, that’s a Heavenly Immortal!" Old Man Liu forced himself to correct, telling it not to talk carelessly.
However, he thought to himself, the woman in the sky... truly fair!
With Qin Ming’s exertion, she gradually emerged to the "surface," silver hair cascading like a waterfall, her slender hand gripping the fishing line, her legs smooth and elongated, walking in the air.
In the black fog, she was white and glowing from head to toe, although her full form was not yet visible, it was certain she was a woman.
But in the eyes of the Red Squirrel, whether white or bloody, it was no different, all were sudden apparitions of the Evil Ghost in the night sky.
The glowing white woman, with flowing long hair, suddenly accelerated her descent, carrying a brilliant light, even her pupils shone like lightning.
"Everyone, back off!" Qi Ming warned.
"Got it!" Old Man Liu turned and ran.
As for the Motivational Squirrel, it had already bolted a hundred feet away.
Because it truly couldn’t stand it, its fur bristled up, its body as if pierced by bamboo skewers, unbearably painful, it thought, isn’t this an Evil Ghost?
"Is this the Heavenly Immortal Evil? Why does it feel so ghostly?" Qin Ming also had doubts.
In the night sky, the Heavenly Immortal pounced, her long hair slicing through the dense night fog, her graceful figure diving, her eyebrows and eyes painting a bright picture of the place.
Qin Ming flicked his finger, what seemed like a casual strike, but in fact, harbored a Killer Move from the domain of an Outer Saint.
A Golden Cicada carrying a torrent of light rain rushed into the night sky, its wings like swords, emitting dazzling sword light, and sheets of energy rays poured down like rain and waterfalls.
With a boom, the woman encased in white light was blocked, engulfed by hundreds of sword lights, her silver hair shattered, her garments torn, her body struck in multiple places.
But in an instant, her Evil Qi surged, her eyes and brows emitting blinding white light, allowing the sword lights to pierce her slender body, still she plunged downwards.
The Golden Cicada transformed again, the dense rain of swords ablaze, it unfurled an even more intense light, illuminating the ten directions, cicada sounds like thunder, endless Zen resonance.
For a moment, the Golden Cicada’s Thunder Sound erupted, bringing forth an awe-inspiring spectacle.
The woman was distorted and deformed by the Golden Radiance, about to be forced back to her original anomalous form.
Qin Ming began to subdue this transformative Evil.
Suddenly, his heart trembled, and he looked up at the sky.
In that night sky, a large furry head appeared, as big as a small mountain, with wide jaws and fangs, similarly glowing white all over.
An Evil beast, its fur snow white and crystalline, stood like a mountain, carrying boundless Evil Qi, then charged down, accompanied by the sound of iron chains.
"Cat!" called the Motivational Squirrel from afar.
It felt like its skin was being peeled, leaping up to escape, the overwhelming Evil Qi crashing down like raging waves, making it unbearably uncomfortable.
"A White Tiger residing in the sky!" Old Man Liu also sprinted crazily, feeling staying would only add to the chaos.
The majestic White Tiger, formed from Evil, vividly lifelike, with a full coat of deep white fur, each strand glistening, faint stripes clearly visible.
Even Qin Ming was astonished, were there two kinds of transformative Evil here? No, he realized what was really happening.
This Evil White Tiger was truly extraordinary, besides forming itself, it also gathered an "accomplice," but unlike ordinary soul forms, it gathered the Evil Beauty.
This kind of Evil indeed had sufficient Spiritual essence.
Quickly, Qin Ming noticed a broken iron chain on its neck, it was the one bound, and he could catch its more primitive chaotic emotions.
Earlier, it had actually exerted force together with Qin Ming, breaking the restraints.
"Is this White Tiger formed from Evil actually owned by someone?" Qin Ming’s pupils widened.
The iron chain had dimmed, seemingly corroded, that was the fundamental reason it was torn.
"Hmm?" Qin Ming acutely noticed an anomaly, the chain was composed of Heavenly Light and Divine Wisdom, similar to the material of his fishing gear, not a tangible object.
Moreover, with erosion over time, without someone’s nurturing, it was originally bound to be torn by the White Tiger.
"This was left by people or gods from ancient times, taking it now should pose no issue." Qin Ming breathed a sigh of relief.
Formed as a White Tiger, after leaping down from the night sky’s mist, its body continuously shrank, primarily due to it actively condensing, ultimately only a foot long.
However, it became even more dangerous, dazzling like a tiger-shaped lightning bolt, with rolling Evil Qi, seemingly about to explode at any moment, leveling this mountain area.
Along the way, it swallowed the "Heavenly Immortal," its fur growing increasingly sparkling and brilliant.
Qin Ming struck with his right palm, unable to harm the Evil White Tiger, instead, it closed in, opening its mouth to bite, causing the nearby fog to burst, white light surging, immensely terrifying.
Nearby, the quagmire dried up, trees exploded into fragments, huge rocks crumbled into powder, the Evil Qi invisible but overly terrifying.
Even Qin Ming felt excruciating pain throughout his body, his right palm showing traces of bright red blood.
Recently, his cultivation steadily advanced, his Taoist path continuously progressing, looking back, he could be said to have been triumphant, now to be hurt by this Evil, possibly threatening his life.
Around him, the Yin Yang Black and White Diagram appeared, slowly rotating, sealing the White Tiger’s open jaws.