In the painting, there was a vivid and lifelike young woman of the Demon Clan. She was standing in the middle of a beautiful landscape with a smile on her face. She looked to be in her twenties or thirties. She had a pair of small white horns on her head. Her facial features were picturesque and elegant.
If Ye Tianmei saw this painting, she would be shocked because the face of the woman in the painting was 80% similar to her.
It was just that compared with Ye Tianmei, the woman in the painting was less cold like ice and snow, but more gentle and graceful. She was more like a peerless beauty.
Siren King stared at the young woman in the painting quietly. The domineering aura belonging to the top powerhouse of the Sea Region had long disappeared. There was only the eyes full of infinite gentleness. His white robe gave a sense of tranquility and harmony under the reflection of the ancient lamp in the hall. He was motionless as if he had entered the realm of oblivion.
However, if one observed carefully, they would discover that the lips of this handsome white-robed youth were slowly moving. As he opened and closed his mouth, he seemed to produce a few syllables. Presumably, it was the name of the woman in the painting. However, no one could hear the exact pronunciation of those syllables and the true meaning they represented.
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Under the deep sea, in the mine belonging to Siren King.
After Liu Ming's body was pushed into the giant hole by the old man, it was like being thrown straight down from the top of the mountain. He only felt the wind whistling past his ears. The turbulent airflow made it difficult for him to open his eyes. Even if he barely opened his eyes, he could only see darkness around him.
Feeling that the spiritual power in his body still couldn't be channeled, Liu Ming couldn't help but feel a trace of anxiety. Although his physical body was abnormally strong, it was difficult to guarantee what kind of environment he was in when he fell from such a high place.
When his body fell to a thousand meters from the ground, the Spiritual Sea that was originally imprisoned trembled. The blood lines outside suddenly loosened, and they all condensed into a cluster of bean-sized blood light.
In the next moment, Liu Ming felt the magic power in his Spiritual Sea gushing out like a river bursting through a dam, crazily rushing into the meridians in his body.
Liu Ming's face flashed with joy, then he made a gesture with one hand. Black gas came out of his body and wrapped him in it. His body that was falling like a boulder suddenly became light, and he slowly landed on the ground from the air.
When his feet finally stepped on the ground again, he immediately heaved a sigh of relief. His gaze focused as he sized up his surroundings.
But in the next moment, his expression changed drastically.
There seemed to be an indescribable suppressive force at the bottom of this giant hole. However, just a moment after he landed, his cultivation was forcibly suppressed to the Condensation Period early stage.
At this moment, Liu Ming's previous injuries had not yet healed. The Golden Moon Sword, Red Hydra Leather Armor, and other spiritual weapons that had been sacrificially refined were also taken away. His cultivation was suddenly suppressed. Naturally, the situation was not very good.
With a thought in his mind, he began to look around.
This place was abnormally dim, and the ground was soft. It was all extremely damp silt, exuding a foul smell at the same time.
Within the visible range of the silt, there were some black stones scattered messily on the ground.
Next to the stones, there were strange plants of ten meters in size that exuded a faint fluorescence. There was a faint sound of wind flowing in the distance. Obviously, there was a passage leading to a further unknown place.
This place was so dim. Even with Liu Ming's amazing eyesight that had taken Wuhua Pill, his vision could only reach about two hundred meters away. Beyond that, it was chaos and darkness. It was impossible to distinguish.
Liu Ming frowned slightly. After taking a deep breath, his mood finally calmed down, and he looked up into the sky.
That was the place where he fell from the giant hole in the ground.
However, at this time, in the sky thousands of meters above, in addition to the darkness, he could vaguely see a little silver light flickering like stars.
The light should be where the previous talisman array was, but it was completely sealed at this time, and no light could shine in.
It seemed that if he wanted to escape from this exit, it would definitely be a difficult thing.
Liu Ming pondered for a moment, then he decided to roughly understand the situation here before making other plans.
He immediately followed the direction of the sound of the wind and walked for dozens of steps. He found that there was really a dark and narrow passage not far ahead. He didn't know where it led.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect my luck to be so good today. I actually waited for a newcomer."
Just as Liu Ming was about to walk out of this passage, a gloomy man's voice suddenly came from the darkness not far away.
Liu Ming squinted his eyes and looked toward the direction of the voice. He faintly saw a thin figure was slowly walking toward him in the darkness a hundred meters away.
When he got closer, Liu Ming could vaguely see the person's appearance.
It was a skinny human clan man about six or seven feet tall. He was wearing a tattered robe that barely covered his body. Many parts of his body were exposed to the underground air. Perhaps because he hadn't seen the sun for a long time, his skin was very pale like a dead person in a tomb.
Seeing this, Liu Ming's face turned slightly gloomy. He stopped and watched coldly in place.
Seeing this, the man was overjoyed. He walked toward Liu Ming without hesitation. Greed flashed in his eyes, and a white bone blade appeared in his hand. It looked quite conspicuous in the dim light.
Liu Ming had already released his mental power to scan the opponent, and he found that the aura of the person in front of him was just at the Condensation Period early stage.
In this case, the other party had already shown bad intentions, so he naturally wouldn't be polite anymore.
He raised one hand without saying a word. As he moved his mind, a fist-sized fireball appeared above his palm, illuminating everything around him.
Through the fire, Liu Ming saw that the man was grinning at him. He pondered for a moment, then he suddenly flicked his finger, and the fireball blasted at the opposite side.
The man might have stayed in the darkness for too long. He couldn't help being startled by the red light that suddenly blasted in front of him. Just when the fireball was half a meter away from his body, a beast-like low roar came from his mouth. He moved his arm, and the bone blade left an afterimage in the air.
"Bang".
The fist-sized fireball was instantly split into two, and the sparks scattered.
Seeing that the man was so agile, Liu Ming's eyes darkened. He waved his sleeve and habitually wanted to use the Golden Moon Sword, but then he remembered that the Golden Moon Sword and Crimson Hydra Leather Armor and other treasures had already been taken away by the guards.
After a cold snort, he suddenly stomped on the ground with one foot, then he turned into an afterimage and blasted at the opposite side. He left a footprint that was several inches deep in the distance.
The man saw that Liu Ming didn't retreat but attacked him instead. His face flashed a hint of ferociousness. His skinny body shook, and the bone blade slashed at Liu Ming's head from top to bottom.
Seeing this, Liu Ming took a deep breath while his body was still in mid-air. After channeling the spiritual power in his body, he punched the bone blade fiercely.
At the same time, crimson scales instantly appeared on the surface of the fist. They were densely packed and uneven.
"Bang", the bone blade bounced up immediately. At the same time, a huge force surged out of the fist.
After the man's body stiffened, he immediately took a few steps back. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a sweet taste in his throat.
Only then did the man look horrified. He knew that he had met an opponent that was not to be trifled with. He turned around while enduring the severe pain in his chest, and he was about to run away.
But how would Liu Ming let him succeed? Just before the man's body could stand firm, Liu Ming's figure burst out again and turned into a gust of wind.
The man wanted to dodge in horror, but it was too late. He suddenly felt a strong wind coming from the right side.
The man clenched his teeth and swung the bone blade in his hand to the right, trying to force Liu Ming back.
But Liu Ming just snorted coldly. He stretched out his right palm and grabbed the bone blade with his bare hand. The scales on his palm and the blade of the bone blade were in close contact, splashing a series of sparks.
Liu Ming's right hand held the bone blade tightly in his hand so that it could not move at all. His left hand instantly reached out and wrapped around the man's chest like a vine, then he slapped hard.
The man only felt a sweet taste in his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood. His hand loosened, and his body flew into the air. He slammed heavily into the wall not far from Liu Ming, then he fainted without a sound.
Liu Ming held the bone blade that he snatched from the man's hand. He stood on the spot and took a deep breath. Then, he strode toward the man and picked up the unconscious man on the ground. His body flickered a few times, and he disappeared into the nearby tunnel.
After Liu Ming entered the tunnel, he rushed forward quickly. He also deliberately concealed his aura, and at the same time, he was always alert to the movements around him.
After a while, Liu Ming found a remote and hidden place deep in the tunnel with the man.
After Liu Ming confirmed that it was safe nearby, he casually threw the man in his hand to the ground, and he checked the man's body from head to toe.
In the process of fighting with him previously, Liu Ming discovered that although this skinny man had the cultivation of the Condensation State early stage, the spiritual power in his body seemed to be pitiful. At most, it was only 10% or 20%. During the battle, he didn't seem to have any intention of channeling spiritual power at all. The battle just now was not so much a battle between cultivators, but it was more like the battle between qi cultivators that he had experienced before he stepped into the Immortal Cultivation World.
As for the strange-looking bone blade, upon closer inspection, he found that it was made of some kind of beast bone. It was quite sturdy, but there were no spiritual energy fluctuations coming from it. It seemed to be a very ordinary mortal weapon that was just a bit sharper.
Except for some ores of different sizes and a few palm-sized things that seemed to be beastkin jerky, he couldn't even find a storage amulet.
Liu Ming then stretched out his arm and patted the man's chest and arm a few times before standing up and muttering to himself thoughtfully,
"This person doesn't look like a physique cultivator, but his physical body is much stronger than the average cultivator. This is a bit strange."
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