A group of people carried a large number of corpses of ferocious beasts towards the tribe. It was already dusk when they arrived at the tribe. The dark sky was filled with a sinister aura. As Hu Wa approached Ye Qinghan's courtyard, he found that the temperature around the courtyard was extremely high. He was surprised to find that there was no trace of sinister aura.
At this moment, Ye Qinghan was refining his body. The mid-grade eighth grade flame had turned the Living Soil into a golden yellow color. Gradually, a true body of flesh and blood was formed. The vigorous blood in his body was roaring, and divinity was radiating in all directions. From the outside, he looked exactly the same as Ye Qinghan when he was at his peak. There were no flaws.
Ye Qinghan didn't let go of even the slightest flaw. Even the slightest pore needed to be refined for a long time. Right now, his Dao body was filled with the essences of the four elements and five types of profoundness. He only lacked the essence of water to become a true Five Elements Dao body!
After a whole month of refining, the fire was extinguished. Fire Crow and Parrot were so tired that they fell asleep dispiritedly.
As the heat dissipated, Ye Qinghan's body was bronze in color without any excess fat. He clenched his fist lightly, and a terrifying explosive force tore through the void. The body of a mid-eighth-grade Divine Martial Artist was perfectly compatible with his soul. This was Ye Qinghan's second Dharma body! It could merge with the body in the ancestral land at will. By then, he might be able to achieve a top-grade eighth grade golden body!
Kacha …
The golden battle bone was like a fake emperor weapon. It could be as hard as a divine weapon or as soft as flowing water. The essence of the Living Soil filled his limbs and bones.
The rich elements of the law had refined Ye Qinghan's body to perfection. The element of darkness, the Dao of Order, and a trace of destruction aura were attached to his fist. Even without the Azure Dragon Arm, his power was not any weaker than before. In fact, it was even stronger. When he punched the enemy's body, the aura of the Dao of Order and Dao of Destruction could easily destroy the enemy's vitality.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan stood up, and his clothes fluttered in the wind. He moved his body, and a smile appeared on his face. His physical body had been refined to perfection. His nerves, blood vessels, bones, organs, flesh, and Sea of Knowledge were all superior to his physical body back then.
"Fire!"
"Gold!"
"Wood!"
"Earth!"
Ye Qinghan swiped his hand across the void, and the four Origins appeared. His physical body could no longer restrain his battle prowess.
Whoosh!
Ye Qinghan took out the hundred-thousand-year-old Frigid Iron, the remaining Boundary Emperor Weapon material. The flames of the Fire Crow and the parrot had not completely burned it. Now that his strength had recovered to its peak, he could use his fire origin and finally refine it.
The four elemental origins of metal, wood, fire, and earth were fused into the molten iron, and a part of the Living Soil was also fused into it to refine a Quasi-emperor garment. However, this Quasi-emperor garment was not an ordinary Quasi-emperor garment. Other Quasi-emperor garments did not have the ability to self-repair, but this one, with the Living Soil, could self-repair!
The Spatial Laws, Yin-Yang Eight Trigrams Array, Locking Array, and Offensive Array were all added into the Quasi Thearch Robe. This was an indestructible Quasi Thearch Robe!
The Boundary Emperor Robe gradually took shape and was filled with vitality. The Origin of Metal wandered to every corner and had an extremely strong defense. As long as he did not encounter a Boundary Emperor of the Primordial Realm or above, no one was a threat to him, including the elites of the Witch Race!
Whoosh whoosh whoosh …
The Quasi Thearch Robe was blown by the hot wind, and it was filled with the radiance of the Five Elements. The golden radiance was captivating.
Ye Qinghan frowned. He did not want this Quasi Thearch Robe to be too eye-catching, so he added some dark elements to suppress the radiance of the Quasi Thearch Robe. The flowing dark light was still captivating.
Whoosh — — —
A drop of blood essence fused into the Quasi Thearch Robe. The Quasi Thearch Robe and Ye Qinghan's spirit blended together, making Ye Qinghan look like a divine jade. His temperament was luxurious and could not be blasphemed. He was like a peerless god descending, and his eyes could see through the origin.
Ye Qinghan noticed Hu Wa pacing at the door, as if he was thinking about something. He smiled and reached out to grab him, scaring Hu Wa into screaming.
"Who are you? Where is Ye Qinghan? " Hu Wa stared at Ye Qinghan, his hands and feet were cold. They were both in the Divine Martial Realm, so Ming Que'er did not dare to say that she could forcefully take him away without any warning. However, in front of Ye Qinghan, he had no chance to resist.
"Hu Wa, have you forgotten me so quickly?" Ye Qinghan looked down at Hu Wa. Although his appearance had changed, his voice and temperament would not change. His spirit would not change either!
"Ah? You are Ye Qinghan? How did you become so strong? " Hu Wa sucked in a breath of cold air and looked into Ye Qinghan's eyes. He trembled all over and quickly turned his head to look elsewhere.
"This is the real me. Otherwise, do you think I could fight against the Dead Spirit Emperor with that body of mine?" Ye Qinghan smiled and let go of Hu Wa.
Hu Wa looked at the Quasi-emperor robe on Ye Qinghan and could not help but reach out to touch it. However, he did not dare to approach. At this moment, Ye Qinghan was like a sleeping Sky Dragon. Once he erupted, he would definitely cause the world to collapse and the mountains and rivers to reverse.
"Why are you looking for me?" Ye Qinghan asked.
"Uh... Brother Ye, tomorrow is the day of the Witch Tribe's gathering. The elites will gather and discuss witchcraft. We can also sell some herbs that we don't have and buy some treasures that we really need. I'm afraid you'll miss it, so I came to inform you." Hu Wa even changed the way he addressed Ye Qinghan.
"Is that all?" Ye Qinghan looked down at the young man in front of him and asked in a hoarse voice.
Hu Wa smiled bitterly. He could not afford to betray the overlord of the Central Region. If he deceived Ye Qinghan, his future days would be even worse.
"Brother Ye, don't make it difficult for me. Some elites want to see your real strength. Just pretend you don't know. It's up to you whether you come tomorrow or not." Hu Wa turned and fled. He was afraid that Ye Qinghan would ask more questions that he could not answer.
Ye Qinghan smiled indifferently and did not take it to heart. He sat cross-legged on the ground and took out the Heavy Berserk Saber again to refine it. He also put in a part of the Swelling Soil. The power of the Heavy Berserk Saber increased by dozens of times with the support of the profound meaning and laws. At this moment, he could definitely fight against the Ancient Demon without worrying about his body exploding.
On this night, Ye Qinghan continuously adapted to his new body, completely fusing the two into one. He didn't even want to have a single flaw. The slightest difference could lead to a thousand miles of difference. When fighting against a true invincible king, a single flaw could lead to a complete defeat!
During this night, Ye Qinghan had calmed down a lot. He had cut off his frivolity and restrained his battle intent. He looked like a peaceful young master of a wealthy family. He looked like the Imperial Crown Prince of an imperial family. He did not need to be angry to show disrespect to him.
Late at night, cold winds tore through the earth. Baleful qi pervaded the air. Apart from some people cultivating in the valley, there was not a trace of life in the outside world.
Hua!
Ye Qinghan stepped out of his courtyard and walked out of the valley. The cold winds outside tore at his body. He actually felt some pain.
Da da da …
As he walked further and further, he came to an ancient palace. The baleful qi here was the thickest. The strong winds blew until his face was red and covered with blood. Only a body like his would dare to come here at night. Even Hu Wa, with his powerful body, would be torn apart in an instant and die on the spot.
Ye Qinghan calmed down and called out Crazed Zhong. He ordered it to absorb the baleful qi and refine the blade body. He also began to refine his body and cultivate the Crazed Sword Technique.
Swish swish swish …
Boom boom boom …
Blade light crisscrossed the ruins. Ye Qinghan's figure was as fast as lightning, leaving behind afterimages. He cut through the long river and traveled a thousand miles in an instant.
Hua!
A blade that contained ten thousand laws slashed through the air. The earth cracked and the mountains and rivers shattered. Fortunately, it was nighttime. Otherwise, it would definitely alarm the experts of the shaman tribe.
Ye Qinghan put away his blade and restrained his Qi. He waved his hand and the order changed. The earth shook and everything returned to normal. His body could finally cooperate with his soul and explode his battle strength to the extreme.
After cultivating for so many years, Ye Qinghan did not show any signs of breaking through to the peak of the Divine Martial Realm. He was not in a hurry. If he did not break through, it meant that there was still hope for him to improve. Only by refining his body to perfection could he truly prove his Dao.
Ye Qinghan's figure flashed and layers of ripples appeared in the space. In the blink of an eye, Ye Qinghan appeared in the valley of the tribe. Without alerting anyone, he went back to his courtyard and lay down on the bed to rest. He was too tired these days. He had been cultivating so hard that even sleeping was a luxury.
Ye Qinghan slept the best in the middle of the night. Hu Wa knocked on the door and shouted, waking Ye Qinghan up.
"Brother Ye, the people of the other six tribes are almost here. Let's go to the market. It's the busiest day today." Hu Wa said crisply.
Ye Qinghan washed up, plucked a few stalks of eighth-grade ancient herbs and walked out.
"Let's go and see if there are any treasures I need." Ye Qinghan's voice was gentle and pleasant. Hu Wa was stunned.
Hu Wa smiled and followed behind Ye Qinghan. He said involuntarily, "Brother Ye, I feel that you've changed a lot. Gentle, elegant, handsome, and so on don't seem to be enough to describe you."
"Then what words do you want to use to describe me?" Ye Qinghan asked with a smile.
"Monster …" Hu Wa murmured. He thought for a long time and came up with this word.
"Are you praising me?" Ye Qinghan asked with a smile.
"Of course I'm praising you. But I don't understand. You're obviously gentle, but I don't dare to blaspheme your majesty. I always feel that I have to maintain a respectful heart towards you. This is not good. I don't understand why." Hu Wa was not reconciled. He always felt that he was inferior to Ye Qinghan.
Ye Qinghan glanced at Hu Wa out of the corner of his eye. Hu Wa's mature appearance had not faded away from his bones. With such cultivation, he would definitely be a top-notch one in the outside world. He would be invincible and could defeat most of the cultivators. He was even not inferior to some of the elders of the Kuang Sect.
"Hu Wa, in the face of the strong, neither servile nor overbearing. This is the heart of Dao. If you want to be strong, you must not be afraid of the strong. Otherwise, your achievements in this life will never surpass them." Ye Qinghan said lightly.
Hu Wa seemed to have understood something and nodded in confusion.
"Cultivation is nothing more than tempering the body and cultivating the secret arts, which is your witchcraft. The same secret art, different people use it differently. It's not because your talent is bad, nor is it because you're not as good as others. It's because your understanding is not as thorough as others. If you want to be strong, use your brain more." Ye Qinghan pointed at Hu Wa's head and said patiently.
"Oh … I understand. Use your brain more. The same secret art, different ways of using it, naturally has different power …" Hu Wa suddenly understood and nodded.
The two discussed along the way and arrived at the tiger-men tribe's market. There was a sea of people. Many people had set up stalls. There were many strange things on the stalls, exuding an aura of vicissitudes. These should be things left behind from the ancient times, but people in the present day had no idea what they were.
At this moment, Ming Que 'er and the others noticed Hu Wa. They all gathered around and were stunned when they saw Ye Qinghan's appearance.
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