Chapter 45: Baking the furnace to refine the elixir (V)
Take a knee and charge!
The speed of 1,440 meters per second made it impossible for the two ant kings who had just crawled out of a pile of rocks 500 meters away to react.

After a speed of nearly one-third of a second.

Ye Qingcang, who was like a god or a devil, rushed in front of them.

People are faster than sound.

Until a mushroom-like cloud of smoke rose five hundred meters away.

The four sonic booms overlapped each other, and it was as sharp as a knife scratching glass. The four layers of white air wave circles that spread out from the starting point to the end point gave everyone an extremely shocking audio-visual experience.

No tricks, all power and speed.

The aesthetics of violence is taken to the extreme.

Two dark shadows flew out from the mushroom cloud.

The shrill roar seemed to be a metaphor for the end of the road.

However, it only "seemed" to be a metaphor. To people like Yue Guan, Gui Mei, and Dugu Bo who could not understand the language of ants, this metaphor really meant the end of the road. But to Ye Qingcang who could understand the language of ants, the meaning of this shrill roar was extremely clear: run!
If you can't fight, run away.

This is the consistent style of soul beasts.

If faced with an opponent who is only slightly stronger than themselves, these soul beasts do not lack the courage to fight to the death, but when the gap is too big, the best tactical response is not to fight to the end, not to waste their own energy, and to avoid the opponent's sharp edge.

In the Star Forest, the law of the jungle prevails.

Even the territory, after being lost, can be snatched from other soul beasts.

Only life is the most important.

To be alive is to have everything.

To die is to lose everything.

However, these three Thousand-Tien Ant Kings, which are more than 90,000 years old, are still three brothers after all. They can understand human language and have normal IQ, and they have also developed a brotherhood among themselves.

After hearing the order from the strongest green Thousand-pound Ant King, the purple Thousand-pound Ant King who had lost an eye jumped hard, turned into a residual image, and rushed towards Ye Qingcang from a distance of more than 700 meters.

Roaring in sounds that humans cannot understand.

But its determination to face death head on was fully expressed through its actions.

"Walk?"

"Are you married?"

As if hearing something ridiculous, another four layers of sonic boom clouds spread out. The lethality of a single-direction charge could never be compared with the lethality of a head-on collision of the same magnitude. This could only make Dugu Bo rush to the troublesome 90,000-year-old Thousand-Jun Ant King. Before he could reach Ye Qingcang, who was more than 700 meters away, Ye Qingcang turned around and smashed his two short spear-like outer feet with a punch.

Ye Qingcang stopped.

But this Thousand-Tien Ant King didn't have that.

It crashed through two low hills in succession and landed in a dense forest two kilometers away.

The roar became weak.

Just not yet disappeared.

"hiss!!!"

The green Thousand-Tier Ant King with thin wings on its back waved its outer legs and bravely swooped down towards Ye Qingcang, trying to create a chance for its brother behind it to escape.

Unfortunately, it doesn't have any extraordinary soul skills.

For example, the Titan Ape's gravity control.

For example, the Azure Bull Python's slow field.

For example, the Hundred Thousand Years Soft Bone Rabbit represented by Xiao Wu and her mother A Rou has two incredible soul skills: the Invincible Golden Body that is immune to any attack below the god level, and the Nothingness that is immune to all physical attacks and reduces non-physical attacks by 50%.

These soul skills with incredible effects are not supported and adapted by the Qianjun Ant Clan.

The Qianjun Ant clan is good at physics.

Also maxed out physical output and physical and magical resistance.

This advantage makes the Thousand-Jun Ants extremely powerful in close combat, but it also makes them extremely easy to be worn down by the "kite flying" tactics.

He took Ye Qingcang's three attacks in the magnetic field state.

Among them, the purple Thousand-Tien Ant King still had the strength to shout.

The scarlet Thousand-Jun Ant King still has the ability to get up.

However, the emerald green Thousand-Tien Ant King still has the strength to resist.

Among all the soul beasts Ye Qingcang has seen, these three soul beasts have the strongest defense. Even the one hundred thousand year old blood-red nine-headed bat king is not as resistant as these three ninety thousand year old thousand-pound ant kings.

A hundred thousand year soul beast and a ninety thousand year soul beast are two different concepts.

Just like the ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo and the ninety-eight-level Titled Douluo are two different concepts.

Don’t underestimate it because it’s only at the district level.

Tang Chen, who is at level ninety-nine, dares to claim to be invincible on land.

The ninety-nine-level Qian Daoliu is said to be invincible in the sky.

The ninety-nine-level Poseidon is known to be invincible in the ocean.

But the ninety-eight-level Golden Crocodile Douluo is nothing.

Because of this, if this emerald green Thousand-Tien Ant King breaks the 99,999-year limit and joins the ranks of 100,000-year soul beasts, even if Ye Qingcang in the magnetic field state wants to deal with it, it will take some effort. However, this emerald green Thousand-Tien Ant King has not yet reached 100,000 years, and obviously does not have the ability to compete with Ye Qingcang.

"Go back!" Ye Qingcang clenched his fist and threw a light punch, like a surging sea, roaring and sweeping the Thousand-Tier Ant King to the bottom of the sea to suppress it. A clear fist mark was imprinted on the head of the green Thousand-Tier Ant King, and the remaining five eyes were blown out at the same time: "I talked to you nicely, but you didn't listen. Now you want to leave... Tell me, isn't it a little too late?"

The pain of having all its eyes blown out and the fear of losing its vision made the Thousand-Tier Ant King charge forward like crazy. Even though it was charging in the wrong direction, charging towards Yue Guan, Gui Mei, Dugu Bo and the others, it was obviously unable to care about so many things now.

Others felt more panicky.

But for Yueguan and Guimei, they were filled with anger.

If they were asked to eat these three 90,000-year-old Thousand-Tier Ant Kings at once, they would simply say that it was impossible. But if they were asked to join forces to kill one of the 90,000-year-old Thousand-Tier Ant Kings, they would be absolutely sure.

A blind beast with a cracked skull dared to charge at them. Did it really think that these two Titled Douluo were soft persimmons?
They certainly couldn't smash the Thousand Jun Ant King's head with one slap like a monster like Ye Qingcang, but trapping the Thousand Jun Ant King was a piece of cake!
However, before Yue Guan and Gui Mei could take action, a ray of blood-red light streaked across the sky, piercing through the hard shell of the Thousand-Tier Ant King like cutting through iron and nailing the Thousand-Tier Ant King to the ground!
The shell can only be cracked by Ye Qingcang's clenched fist!

A shell that even those below the Titled Douluo level cannot break!

The shell that gave Titled Douluo such as Yueguan, Guimei, and Dugu Bo a headache!

Under this red light, it is so fragile that it can withstand any blow!
It was not until the smoke and dust raised by the emerald green ant king after it fell to the ground dissipated that everyone could see clearly what that fleeting red light was!
sword!
A two-meter-long sword that looks like a Miao Dao!
The sword body is made of unknown material, the color of ruby ​​and red crystal, but the white mixed with the red gives the sword a jade-like feeling, warm yet sharp!
Everyone who saw the sword for the first time was plunged into a sea of ​​blood and corpses.

If he had not been awakened by the roar of the green ant king nailed to the ground, and had not been scared into a cold sweat, he would probably have been traumatized by this sword for the rest of his life.

"This is..." Hu Liena squeezed her legs together. The feeling of the blade moving along her spine was too exciting. "His martial spirit?"

"That should be it." Xie Yue touched his chin. Even if he didn't look at the sword, the vague murderous aura stimulated him and made him extremely uncomfortable: "I didn't expect his martial spirit to be so powerful and so sharp. If he fought with this sword, I'm afraid these three 90,000-year-old Qianjun Ant Kings would have been killed by him long ago... But why didn't I see his spirit ring?"

The ghost held his forehead, wanting to say something but hesitantly.

The corners of Yue Guan's mouth were also twitching slightly.

Why can’t I see the soul ring?

good question!
"Because that is not a spirit at all!" Yue Guan knew the temper of the strong very well, because he was also a strong man. Ye Qingcang dared to play a showdown with the Spirit Hall, which showed that Ye Qingcang had obtained enough chips. Otherwise, Ye Qingcang would not have been unknown in the past few years. This showed that Ye Qingcang was not unaware of keeping a low profile, but there was no need to keep a low profile now. Therefore, Ye Qingcang dared to take out this artifact, and he dared to introduce it to others:

"Do you know the Angel Sword?"

"It is the one enshrined in the temple."

"According to the records of the Spirit Hall, it is the Angel's Holy Sword, the Angel's God Weapon."

"Do you remember everything?"

The people from the Spirit Hall nodded one after another.

Dugu Bo, Liu Erlong, Shui Feng, Flanders and others also nodded.

Even young people in the Tiandou circle, such as Shui Bing'er, Huo Wu, and Feng Xiaotian, nodded when they heard this story they had heard since childhood.

"But isn't this just a rumor?" Ning Rongrong had also heard of this kind of fairy tale before, and didn't understand why Yue Guan, the Titled Douluo, mentioned the Holy Angel Sword: "It is said that there is a realm above the ninety-nine-level Titled Douluo: the Gods; but no one knows whether it really exists, and people always take their own imaginations as reality..."

"That's not imagination!"

"You haven't touched it yet!"

"It's because your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has too short a history!"

"It's because your Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Sect has never produced a god!"

Yue Guan submitted to Bibi Dong, but that didn't mean he had any ill feelings towards the Angel God. On the contrary, he was actually very grateful for what the Angel God had done.

Because if there were no Angel God and no Spirit Hall established by the Angel God, people like Guimei would have been defined as evil spirit masters long ago. It was the Spirit Hall that gave Guimei a new life and taught him how to control his own spirit rather than being controlled by it. From this point alone, he has the highest respect for the Angel God who established the Spirit Hall.

Therefore, he would never allow the story of the Angel God to be defined as fantasy!

This is an insult to the Angel God!
You can not believe it, but you can not slander it!
Yue Guan's fierce statement instantly made everyone realize that something was wrong!
"Yes, the Angel God really existed." Gui Mei admired the long sword not far away. It was two meters long and looked like a Miao Dao. It was as smooth as jade, but not sharp. His eyes were full of envy. "The origin of any story is not a simple fantasy. You haven't seen it, but it doesn't mean it doesn't exist. The Hundred-level God and the Angel God are evidence recorded in the classics. In the early years, the Great Priest also went out to sea based on other records in the classics to find the Sea God Island in the classics. That was the territory of the Sea God. The Sea God and the Angel God were old friends, but later they parted ways because of various philosophies..."

"So, have you found it?" Ning Rongrong seemed to understand something. She turned her head and looked at the long sword that nailed the 90,000-year-old ant king to the ground not far away: "Could this sword be the weapon of the sea god?"

"Found it." Yue Guan took over the conversation: "But unfortunately, this sword is not the weapon of the Sea God, because the weapon of the Sea God is the trident; the immortal gods will choose their own successors in their long lifespan to become one of the guardians of this world; this is the comment in the classics, in the words of the great priest, it is the handwriting of the angel god, but I don't know whether it is true or not; you only need to know that when a person has a mark on his forehead, has a crystal card, and has an extraordinary weapon, if this person is very talented, then he is a divine examiner, so good that the gods think he can become the successor!"

“We don’t know which god’s artifact this sword belongs to…” Gui Mei had no intention of hiding anything. Ye Qingcang didn’t hide it, so he didn’t need to hide it either, especially since Ye Qingcang’s stance was still biased towards the Spirit Hall. There are many people who add icing on the cake, but few who help in times of need. Blue Tyrant Academy was able to make friends with the Spirit Hall despite all the pressure. Even if they were to win over the Spirit Hall now, the price and sincerity offered by the Spirit Hall would be much higher than other forces: “But it is certain that Ye from Blue Tyrant Academy must be a divine examiner!”

Everyone rolled their eyes.

Nonsense, with Ye Qingcang's strength of level 40,000, he could defeat three 90,000-year-old ant kings. If that wasn't enough, they couldn't think of anyone else who was.

However, what is even more difficult for them to accept than the fairy tale becoming reality is Ye Qingcang's identity change, which is both reasonable and outrageous.

"Congratulations, President Liu." Huo Lie clasped his fists.

"Yes, a mother's status depends on her son." Feng Wuji echoed.

Shui Feng glanced at Liu Erlong.

After thinking about it, I decided not to stab my best friend in the heart.

But how could Liu Erlong not know that Shui Feng showed mercy?

His eyes swept across Shrek and his group, who had different expressions.

He glanced at Yu Xiaogang, who was forcing a smile, as if he were a stranger. What surged in his heart was not apology to Yu Xiaogang, nor nostalgia for the past, but guilt towards Ye Qingcang.

On the battlefield in the distance, Ye Qingcang finally dealt with the last Thousand-Jun Ant King.

The Thousand-pound Ant King, whose six legs were broken, eyes were completely blind and only had one breath left, flew over from a distance, stepping on the air.

He threw the two powerful ant kings to the ground, grasped the Shura Sword with one hand and pulled it out. Suddenly, a ring like gold foil appeared in the air behind him and swallowed the Shura Sword bit by bit.

"Ye Qingcang..." Poor Ning Rongrong still thought that Ye Qingcang was her senior brother's friend, although it was not wrong to say so, because when they became apprentices, it was Qian Renxue who became Ning Fengzhi's apprentice, not Xue Qinghe who became Ning Fengzhi's apprentice. Ning Fengzhi only had one disciple, Qian Renxue. This relationship was easy to clarify, but Ning Rongrong always mistook Qian Renxue for Xue Qinghe, which was wrong. Fortunately, Ye Qingcang didn't care: "Are you really a divine examiner?"

Ye Qingcang has exited the magnetic field state.

Put your palms behind you.

The long hair suddenly returned to short hair.

Most of the hair that was cut off turned into ashes in the blink of an eye, until not a single bit was left.

Hearing Ning Rongrong talking, he turned around.

He was not surprised and said frankly: "Yes; in your words, I am a divine examiner."

"How about in your words?"

“In my own words, I am definitely Ye Qingcang. The Divine Examiner is just one of my identities, not all of me. I am myself first, then someone’s son, someone’s friend, someone’s enemy, and finally the Divine Examiner.” A tsunami-like sound of blood flowing came from Ye Qingcang’s body, and an illusory blood furnace was released from his body. He put three dying Thousand Jun Ant Kings into the furnace and ignited a blood flame: “Violet?”

“Understood!” Violet took out hundreds of kilograms of gold from her soul guide storage device and placed it on the ground. A miniature alchemy array floated on her palm, transforming the herbs Ye Qingcang needed through gold one by one: “Three ounces of Soul Devouring Grass, one pound of Tianshan Blood Lotus, half a plant of Dragon Blood Grass, three pounds of Ice Heart Bamboo, twenty-five liters of Water of Life, one ounce of Pure Gold, four pounds of Absolute Spiritual Silver, one piece of Five Elements Stone Amber, one pound each, and twenty pounds of Phoenix Blood…”

　Thanks to Mr. Heichen for the 100-point reward.

　　
　
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