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Chapter 799: Demonic Shadow

Yue Lingyan had been cultivating in seclusion under Qin Ming’s protection, rarely showing herself, and her cultivation had advanced at an astonishing pace.

Like Little Silver Fox, she possessed the bloodline power of the True Spirit Qingqiu Fox Clan.

Over the years, with the aid of the Blood Soul Nirvana Pill and the Spirit-Summoning Demon Fruit, her ancient bloodline had gradually awakened, and its purity continued to rise.

She had finally come to understand what an extraordinary opportunity it was for Little Silver Fox to remain by Qin Ming’s side.

After Yue Lingyan’s breakthrough, Qin Ming gathered everyone on Little Turtle Peak and held a banquet to celebrate properly.

The main peak was filled with a lively and festive atmosphere.

The Devourer Rat, Little Silver Fox, and the others rarely enjoyed such a relaxed occasion and spent the time drinking and making merry.

Qin Ming himself had never expected that the pair of Heavenly Fox demons he had first met in the Beastcry Mountain Range of the mortal world would one day become his subordinates.

Scenes from the past still lingered vividly in his memory.

Several days later,

the banquet ended, and everyone returned to their respective duties.

Qin Ming dispatched his Demon Infant Primordial Spirit to help him search for high-grade demon blood essence to cultivate the Six Extremes supreme-grade Profound Yellow Myriad Qi Bloodmother Vine.

It would also help prepare for his upcoming body-tempering breakthrough.

As for himself, he set off for Celestial Star City to gather information about the latest developments.

The insect disaster was now erupting on a large scale and might affect the Human Spirit Domain. He needed to prepare in advance.

According to the intelligence sent back by his Demon Infant Primordial Spirit, the insect tide in the Redwater Wasteland had already slaughtered several major immortal cities and showed every sign of continuing to expand outward.

Although the human race had dispatched armies to reinforce the sects of the Redwater Wasteland, they had managed only to hold defensive positions.

These terrifying insect creatures seemed to have no natural enemies, causing immense devastation.

Before long,

he arrived alone in Celestial Star City and met Lord Zichen, clad in purple-gold holy armor, within the Starlight Sacred Hall.

After receiving Qin Ming’s message, Lord Zichen had personally come out to greet him.

“Fellow Daoist Li, what brings you here today? Have the matters concerning the Flower Spirit Clan been settled?” Lord Zichen asked with a smile.

Qin Ming cupped his hands and replied, “I recently heard that the insect disaster has had quite an impact, so I came to seek some information from the Commander.”

“As for the Flower Spirit Clan, they have already settled in. I must thank you for accommodating them.”

“It’s no matter. Since Fellow Daoist Li is willing to guarantee them, having the Flower Spirit Clan as neighbors is actually beneficial. At least we no longer need to remain constantly on guard against the southern foreign races as before,” Lord Zichen replied calmly.

He then invited Qin Ming to sit and ordered spiritual wine and spiritual tea to be served.

The two discussed the recent state of affairs.

Through the conversation, Qin Ming learned quite a few confidential pieces of information from this highly influential commander of Celestial Star City.

Most importantly, he learned the latest developments regarding the invasion from the Insect Realm.

“This time, the insects descended directly into demon territory and have already massacred several major clans. Even the upper echelons of the demon race can no longer sit still.”

“Rather ironically, not long ago the demon race actually sent envoys to us humans, hoping to negotiate peace and cooperate against this crisis,” Lord Zichen said disdainfully.

Qin Ming’s expression turned strange.

“The demon race and the devil race were planning to join forces against humanity. Now that the insect disaster has struck, the devil race is protecting itself, while the demon race suddenly seeks cooperation with us? Their shamelessness knows no bounds.”

“Hmph. They’re dreaming too much. They probably learned that the Redwater Wasteland on our side is also suffering from insect invasions, which is why they came up with the idea,” Lord Zichen replied.

“By the way, I heard that you and Insect Devil Yin Lingzi of the Heavenly River Sect have reconciled?”

“Speaking of which, that fellow is quite capable. He has been making quite a name for himself lately. Not only did he kill Demon General Ao Qing, but he also led the various sects and factions of the Redwater Wasteland and actually managed to suppress and hold back the insect tide.”

Qin Ming nodded slightly.

“I’ve heard about it as well. As for Yin Lingzi and me, there was never any deep enmity between us. In fact, we’ve been getting along quite well recently.”

“Previously, Fellow Daoist Ye from the Heavenly River Sect and Fellow Daoist Yin even visited Little Turtle Peak for an exchange and traded me a qualification slot for the ‘Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly.’”

Qin Ming spoke without the slightest change in expression.

Little did anyone know that Yin Lingzi had long since been killed by him, and the one still active outside was none other than Qin Ming’s own Demon Infant Primordial Spirit.

How could their relationship possibly be bad?

“The Lesser Mount Sumeru Dharma Assembly? Then congratulations, Fellow Daoist Li. Master Shen Yin possesses profound attainments in the Dao. Perhaps you may gain a sudden insight and advance further.”

“That is indeed excellent. I also heard that Yin Lingzi obtained a significant opportunity within the immortal estate secret realm and greatly increased his cultivation and strength. Even if I personally fought him now, I suspect the outcome would be evenly matched,” Lord Zichen said with a solemn expression.

“Furthermore, I heard that the Integration Realm ancestor of the Flower Spirit Clan owes him a considerable favor.”

Qin Ming found the matter rather amusing.

Receiving such praise from a Void Refinement Great Perfection cultivator like Lord Zichen was no small thing.

Then Lord Zichen continued:

“However, Yin Lingzi has been placed on wanted lists by the upper levels of both the demon and devil factions. I suspect quite a few people are already after his life in hopes of obtaining an Integration Realm opportunity.”

“What? I thought only the demon race was hunting him. Why is the devil race involved too?” Qin Ming asked in surprise.

Lord Zichen shook his head.

“I’m not entirely sure either. Presumably he clashed with the devil race inside the Linglong Immortal Estate secret realm and caught their attention.”

“The Insect Realm invasion is no trivial matter. What we’ve seen so far is only the beginning, yet it has already caused significant upheaval around human territories and throughout the Redwater Wasteland. I suspect the higher-ups may eventually decide that the benefits outweigh the drawbacks and accept the demon race’s proposal for cooperation.”

Qin Ming was speechless.

The two races had been on the verge of war, yet now circumstances were pushing them toward cooperation.

Moreover, the devil race had also placed a bounty on “Yin Lingzi,” which was beyond his expectations.

It was probably because of the body-tempering divine abilities he had displayed that day, drawing the attention of Mogulu.

After learning what he wanted, Qin Ming bid farewell to Lord Zichen.

He also stopped by the shops run by Qi Xiaoyu and Fishercloud.

Their businesses were flourishing, earning them substantial cultivation resources, so Qin Ming had little reason to worry.

After all, cultivation depended on one’s own fortunes and opportunities.

Take Venerable Hanya, for instance. Who knew when that old fellow might suddenly rise to prominence?

…

Inside the command camp of the allied immortal city in the Redwater Wasteland.

Qin Ming’s Demon Infant Primordial Spirit sat steadily at the head seat, reading battle reports from the front lines.

Although Ren Water Ancestor had instructed him to use the weaker sects as cannon fodder, he had not done so.

Instead, he organized defenses methodically, and whenever an area became impossible to hold, he simply ordered a strategic withdrawal.

At that moment,

Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan entered hurriedly and bowed.

“Commander Yin, we discovered some unusual activity near Yinwater Ridge. The insect tide in that region appears to be behaving strangely.”

“Have you determined the cause?” Qin Ming asked calmly.

Seeing his reaction, Madam Qingfu could only continue.

“It seems they’re being attracted by something. Large numbers are gathering and moving toward a specific direction.”

“Hm? Isn’t that the direction behind our allied immortal city?” Qin Ming frowned as he examined the recording jade slip.

After a brief moment of thought, he instructed them:

“I’ll have disciples from the sect send this information back to the Heavenly River Sect. The two of you will accompany me to investigate personally.”

“Yes, Commander Yin.”

Neither Madam Qingfu nor Han Yuan dared refuse.

Back in Insect Valley, they had already been forced to obey Yin Lingzi.

To their dismay, even after leaving that place, they still found themselves carrying out dangerous missions under his command.

The two silently lamented their fate.

A flash of black light appeared in the hall.

Qin Ming vanished and rode away atop a cloud of insects toward the area they had reported.

Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan exchanged a glance before transforming into streaks of light and following behind.

Before long,

after traveling at full speed, the three Void Refinement cultivators arrived above Yinwater Ridge.

Qin Ming concealed his aura and released an immense wave of divine sense over the densely packed insect tide below.

A rough estimate showed that most of the swarm consisted of low-rank insects, though several possessed sixth-rank or higher auras.

The total number exceeded tens of thousands.

Even Qin Ming felt his scalp tingle at the sight.

If surrounded by such a swarm, even a Void Refinement cultivator would struggle to escape unharmed.

That was precisely why Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan had rushed back to report the matter.

Two streaks of light arrived behind him.

“Commander Yin, what should we do now?” Han Yuan asked respectfully.

Unlike them, Qin Ming’s powerful divine sense had already uncovered certain clues.

Through the Green Emperor’s Divine Eye, he saw wisps of peculiar dark-green energy drifting among the insects.

Some insects were even stained by it.

The several sixth-rank insects leading the swarm were following the trail of that energy, racing toward the rear of the allied immortal city.

It was as though they had been lured by some irresistible temptation.

Without hesitation, Qin Ming shot forward toward the source.

Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan could only follow.

Several hundred miles ahead of the insect tide,

several black spirit boats of varying sizes were flying at high speed.

Rows of wooden barrels lined their decks, each filled with dark-green liquid mixed with various residues.

At their head stood a black-robed cultivator with early Void Refinement cultivation.

The vessels carried a group of foreign-race cultivators who were continuously dumping the dark-green liquid.

Under their control,

barrel after barrel exploded in midair, transforming into clouds of green mist that drifted into the void below.

At that moment,

a hunchbacked old man emerged from a cabin.

He wore a coarse robe and carried a yellow gourd at his waist. The powerful spiritual pressure radiating from him marked him as a mid Void Refinement cultivator.

The moment he appeared,

everyone on the boat, including the black-robed foreign cultivator, bowed respectfully.

“Greetings, Elder Biyun!”

“The spirit liquid refined by Elder Biyun truly works wonders on those insects! How exactly is it made?”

“Hmph. That is none of your concern. Simply follow the plan. Once these insect swarms are drawn behind the human allied immortal city, those humans will have quite a headache on their hands,” the hunchbacked elder said in a hoarse voice.

Yet at that very moment,

a cold and violent divine sense swept across the area without restraint.

Its pressure was so overwhelming that even the two Void Refinement leaders turned pale.

“Not good! A late Void Refinement grand cultivator!”

“How did our operation get exposed?”

The black-robed cultivator and the hunchbacked elder immediately prepared to flee.

But in the next instant,

the surrounding heaven and earth essence erupted into chaos.

As space distorted, a calm voice sounded.

“So that’s why the insect tide suddenly became clever. It turns out the two of you were behind it.”

“A Shadow Clan member and a devil race spy. And you even managed to sneak in unnoticed.”

As the words fell,

vast swarms of Blood Crows and Iron-Devouring Fire Ants descended from above.

“It’s the Insect Devil of the Heavenly River Sect!”

Seeing the terrifying swarm sweeping toward him, the hunchbacked elder immediately stopped pretending.

Endless black demonic qi surged from his body, revealing a three-zhang-tall devil with ram horns.

Activating the yellow gourd at his waist, he released countless demonic insects that clashed with Qin Ming’s two swarms.

The sound of frenzied devouring echoed through the sky.

Yet before long, the devil cultivator’s expression changed drastically.

To his shock, the demonic insects he had painstakingly raised were completely devoured by Qin Ming’s swarms in only a short time.

The black-robed Shadow Clan cultivator realized he was no match for a late Void Refinement opponent and attempted to escape.

However, Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan arrived and intercepted him.

Qin Ming wasted no time.

He directly activated the True Demon Force, transforming into a Vajra form with a dark treasure wheel appearing behind him.

His figure vanished in an instant.

When he reappeared, he was already behind the devil cultivator.

His five fingers clenched together as he threw a punch.

The devil immediately summoned numerous defensive treasures and activated layers of protective light, intending to block the attack.

Boom!

Crack!

In the next moment, the devil felt an unimaginably terrifying force surge into his body.

Blood sprayed from his mouth as he stared in horror.

Not only had his treasures been shattered by a single punch, but the blow had nearly taken his life.

He had heard from Mogulu how terrifying Yin Lingzi was.

Now he was experiencing it firsthand.

Without another word, he turned and fled.

Qin Ming narrowed his eyes and locked onto him with divine sense.

“I happen to need your devil blood to fertilize my fields. Don’t waste it.”

A ripple of spatial power spread from his body.

After refining the True Spirit Kunpeng, he had gained bloodline-based spatial abilities.

A spatial crack suddenly tore open before him.

Qin Ming stepped into it and vanished.

…

Some time later.

Elsewhere,

Madam Qingfu and Han Yuan were fighting desperately against the black-robed Shadow Clan cultivator.

Suddenly, a streak of blood-red light arrived.

As the light dissipated, the figure of “Yin Lingzi” appeared.

In his hand hung a corpse.

It was the devil cultivator who had fled earlier.

He casually tossed the corpse into a storage pouch before fixing an icy gaze upon the black-robed cultivator.

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