After refining Peng Yinglong into a Poison Slave, Qin Lang returned to Anrong City. This was because Summer City was obviously not suitable for Qin Lang to further study the mysteries of the Martial Soul.
However, this time, Qin Lang's return to Anrong City was bound to cause a huge uproar. This was because many people in Pingchuan Province knew about the battle between Qin Lang and the Martial Saint of the Art Faction. This news was probably deliberately spread by the people of the Art Faction, or perhaps it was to kill the chicken to warn the monkey, to let all people in Jianghu know the power of the Art Faction. These people did not understand that the Sect Leader of the Poisons, Qin Lang, was just a "chicken" that was at the mercy of the Art Faction.
It was not wrong for the Art Faction to kill the chicken to warn the monkey. The mistake was that they had found the wrong target. This was because Qin Lang was definitely not a "chicken" that was at the mercy of others, but a "tiger" that wanted to eat people.
This was how the tragedy happened. This was Peng Yinglong's tragedy, and at the same time, it was also the Art Faction's tragedy, because the Art Faction might have lost a peerless Martial Saint.
In an instant, no one in the entire Jianghu of Pingchuan Province dared to underestimate Qin Lang.
Who would dare to underestimate a person who could kill a Martial Saint?
The reputation of the Poisons also rose because of Qin Lang's battle.
When Qin Lang returned to Anrong City, he immediately received an invitation from the Qingcheng Sect. However, Qin Lang did not go to chat with Sage Shui Jing, but chose to cultivate in seclusion.
The tallest tree in the forest would be destroyed by the wind, and the tallest pile on the shore would be swept up by the turbulent water.
Qin Lang had now become the most dazzling rising star of Pingchuan Province. When the news of him suppressing Peng Yinglong was confirmed, he would immediately "shine brightly." Therefore, he could no longer keep a low profile. He was destined to become the target of attention of some powerful forces. Not only would Qin Lang be noticed, but there was also a high possibility that Qin Lang would be eliminated. This was because powerful forces such as Buddhism and Taoism would never allow a powerful Poisons to appear again.
Furthermore, Qin Lang was only able to suppress Peng Yinglong by a fluke. If not for Peng Yinglong's "comrades" betraying him at the last moment, if not for Qin Lang's ability to restrain a Law Grandmaster, the best result of the battle between him and Peng Yinglong would be a draw. The biggest possibility was that Qin Lang would be defeated and flee.
Qin Lang had used all sorts of methods to obtain Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul and Sacred Fetus. Of course, he would not waste them. After returning to the underground laboratory of South China United University, Qin Lang was prepared to carefully comprehend the mysteries of Martial Souls.
Qin Lang wanted to go into closed-door cultivation, so he naturally needed someone to protect him.
Fat Tiger naturally took the initiative to volunteer as a Guardian. However, Qin Lang now had the living gold spirit beasts, the flood serpent, and the golden-winged bird, so Fat Tiger did not need to be a Guardian.
"Boss, let me protect you instead!" Fat Tiger seemed to have been abandoned by Qin Lang. Furthermore, he looked at the flood serpent and the golden-winged bird on both sides of Qin Lang. These two fellows were golden all over, and when they stood beside Qin Lang, they immediately displayed their "noble", "magnanimous", and "prestigious" temperaments. Although Fat Tiger was an exotic beast, he was still far inferior to these two living gold spirit beasts. It was no wonder that he felt a sense of loss.
"Stop fooling around. Take these two pills." Qin Lang directly threw two pills to Fat Tiger. "Don't worry. You're my teammate, and I will never abandon my teammates — alright, scram!"
"Boss … you're the best!" Fat Tiger looked at Qin Lang with some gratitude, and his eyes kept rolling — acting cute.
Qin Lang gently kicked Fat Tiger to the side with his foot and then began to comprehend the mysteries of the Martial Soul. This time, the Martial Soul Qin Lang took out from the Myriad Poison Pouch was naturally Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul. After this Martial Soul appeared, it immediately wanted to escape, but how could Qin Lang let it escape? He had already sealed the surrounding space with the Dark Samsara Visualization Art. Although Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul and Sacred Fetus were powerful, without the support of his body, they were like rootless duckweed and could not cause much trouble at all.
Moreover, when Qin Lang fused the three into one, he had already completely fused the mysterious purple aura into his body. After the mysterious purple aura fused, Qin Lang's body and mental strength underwent some subtle changes. The biggest change in his mental strength was that it became more substantial. Moreover, after his mental strength became substantial, it was very tough, so he could easily restrain Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul, making it impossible for it to escape.
"Qin Lang, what else do you want? Don't tell me you won't even let go of my Martial Soul?"
Feeling the threat of "complete death", Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul began to fear. If this Martial Soul could escape from Qin Lang's hands, it would still have a chance to be reborn. However, now that it was trapped by Qin Lang, it really had no way to escape. As for Qin Lang's rebirth, it was simply courting death because Qin Lang's mental strength was so powerful that Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul could naturally sense it clearly.
"You're just a lonely soul now. Hurry up and shut up!" Qin Lang snorted coldly. Without the slightest mercy, he began to launch the Dark Samsara Visualization Technique, and a powerful dark mental strength began to invade Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul.
At first, Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul could still resist for a while, but it was only for a moment. Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul was now a rootless duckweed, and Qin Lang's mental strength was like flowing water, constantly washing Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul, making it tired to deal with it. In the end, Qin Lang's mental strength penetrated into Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul.
The power of darkness was omnipresent. After Qin Lang's mental strength invaded Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul, it did not destroy his Martial Soul. Instead, it calmed down, like an observer, observing the Martial Soul's every move in the dark.
In this way, Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul was a little frightened. He did not know what Qin Lang was going to do to him, so under the drive of fear, this guy actually tried to fight with Qin Lang with all his might.
Suddenly, Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul suddenly lit up. In the head of Yinglong's Martial Soul, a golden baby appeared. This baby was hugging its legs and sleeping, giving people a very serene and holy feeling. This was Peng Yinglong's Sacred Fetus. After this Sacred Fetus appeared, Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul should have become a lot stronger, but in reality, Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul actually began to shrink, and its aura was also rapidly weakening. It seemed that this Martial Soul's "nutrition" was provided to this Sacred Fetus.
"Something's wrong!"
Qin Lang suddenly became vigilant, and his vigilance quickly turned into reality. Peng Yinglong's Martial Soul rapidly shrank, but the aura of the fetus was increasing. Then, it suddenly opened its eyes!
The eyes that the fetus opened were not the two ordinary eyes, but an extremely mysterious eye between its forehead. When this eye opened, Qin Lang immediately felt a strange force attacking his mental world. This force seemed to have pierced through his mental world in an instant!
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