#345 - Let them be buried with you (4000 words)

Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan were locked in an intense battle with the two immortal-grade weapons.

Both of them wanted to give Xu Ming the best, hoping to present him with the two immortal weapons.

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As for whether these two immortal weapons would eventually recognize Xu Ming as their master, that wasn't important. If they could obtain these two immortal weapons, Xu Ming could later use them to exchange for anything without any problem.

However, it was clear that both Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan had underestimated the strength of these two immortal weapons.

Although within the Rootless Secret Realm, the laws of this small world severely suppressed the level of these two immortal weapons,

it was still extremely difficult for them.

But neither Qin Qingwan nor Wu Yanhan wanted to admit defeat.

Later on, it wasn't just about giving Xu Ming the best anymore; they also wanted to prove that they wouldn't lose to each other, that they could win.

Otherwise, what qualifications would they have to be the primary wife?

The two immortal weapons were also surprised by the strength of Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan, even revealing admiration in their eyes.

It had to be said that these two women were much more powerful than others, whether in terms of willpower or realm.

In their opinion, these two women were indeed qualified to be their masters.

However, the two immortal weapons felt that they weren't just any casual immortal weapons; even if the world was about to be destroyed, they couldn't lower their standards.

Therefore, the two immortal weapons planned to give Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan even stricter tests.

If the two of them passed the test, then they would go with them; if they didn't pass, then they would let them die here, and they wouldn't show any mercy.

"Xu Ming, are Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan alright? Why do I feel like they're fighting?"

Standing on the ground, Shi Xin reached out and tugged at Xu Ming's sleeve.

"Don't worry, it's nothing…" Xu Ming said, but as he spoke, he himself became a little unsure, "Probably…"

"Roar!"

The artifact spirits of the two immortal weapons roared.

Immediately afterward, their figures gradually dissipated, transforming into their true forms.

One of them was a horsetail whisk, and the other was a pair of fingerless gloves.

When he saw the true forms of these two immortal weapons, Xu Ming himself was stunned.

Qin Qingwan was a Daoist, and the best magic weapon for her to use was naturally a horsetail whisk.

And Yanhan was a martial artist; martial artists relied on their fists. Swords and the like were actually of little use to martial artists.

What was useful were things like armor.

After all, armor could greatly enhance a martial artist's defense when charging into battle.

Moreover, most armor-type magic weapons were very heavy.

Armor magic weapons and magic robes were completely different things.

Armor magic weapons required martial artists' true energy to be activated in order to exert their maximum effectiveness.

Of course, that didn't mean they couldn't be activated with spiritual power.

It was just that if you used spiritual power to activate them, your spiritual power would be consumed very quickly.

Ordinary cultivators wouldn't wear armor; it was not only inconvenient to move around, but their physical strength and spiritual power also couldn't keep up.

But martial artists were different; their true energy and vigorous blood energy could fully support armor.

So you rarely saw cultivators wearing armor; instead, they wore lighter Daoist robes. This wasn't just for aesthetics; rather, the designs of Daoist robes and magic robes were entirely designed for cultivators.

As for the difference between armor and Daoist robes, why was there such a big difference? Then you would have to ask the Mohist cultivators or some Gongshu family cultivators.

Besides armor, things like finger tigers could also maximize the destructive power of martial artists.

Anyway, the weapons used by martial artists had one thing in common: they greatly enhanced the power of their fists.

And these immortal-grade gloves looked extraordinary and were very suitable for Yanhan.

So in Xu Ming's heart, he couldn't help but wonder if this was a kind of karma.

Or perhaps there was indeed something destined in the dark, and these two immortal-grade magic weapons were waiting for these two destined people.

In the sky, when the artifact spirits of these two immortal-grade weapons revealed their true forms, they no longer concealed anything.

Under the laws of the Rootless Secret Realm, they used their strongest power.

The pair of gloves was like a martial artist, constantly punching towards Wu Yanhan.

Wu Yanhan only sneered in her heart, not retreating at all.

Wu Yanhan was originally a Martial God Body, with her own pride, and her talent for fist techniques was extremely high.

The fist techniques that Wu Yanhan had practiced since she was a child only had one direction: charging forward.

If someone punched Wu Yanhan, should Wu Yanhan dodge?

Then sorry, if she dodged, then she wouldn't be called Wu Yanhan.

Wu Yanhan's fists constantly met this immortal-grade magic weapon head-on.

The spiritual power scattered by the immortal-grade magic weapon and the martial artist's true energy released by Wu Yanhan were so intense that others couldn't breathe.

On the other side, the horsetail whisk also unleashed one spell after another.

These spells were very peculiar, diverse in type, and none were the same, making it dazzling to behold.

And Qin Qingwan also bombarded with spells.

Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan had completely different styles.

The battle between Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan and the immortal weapons was naturally noticed by many people.

Before the two of them, there were people who had tried to conquer these two immortal weapons.

But those who tried couldn't last more than ten rounds under these two immortal weapons before their bodies and souls were destroyed.

But now, these two women had not only fought with these two immortal weapons for more than a hundred rounds, but were even evenly matched, going back and forth.

These people couldn't help but swallow their saliva, wondering where these cultivators came from and how they were so terrifying?

Especially that female martial artist.

It wasn't that they hadn't seen martial artists before; quite a few martial artists had died at their hands.

But they had never seen such a violent martial artist; they even suspected that if the other party punched them in the chest, it was hard to say whether they could withstand her punch.

Many artifact spirits and cultivators took the initiative to stay away from Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan, fearing that they would be affected.

Just as the battle in the sky became more and more intense, another series of bell sounds rang out in the Rootless Secret Realm.

Many people raised their heads and saw that the sky of the Rootless Secret Realm was constantly shattering.

The entire sky was like a delicate porcelain, but it was covered with cracks, as if you only needed to touch it lightly, and this delicate porcelain would "crash" and completely shatter into pieces.

On the ground, volcanoes were constantly erupting, and animals and demonic beasts were constantly fleeing.

But these animals and demonic beasts didn't know where they could escape to.

In their perception, the whole world was unsafe, and the desire to survive could only drive them to run forward desperately.

Birds were constantly circling, rolling stones fell from the mountains, and those mountains even collapsed, falling to the ground with a roar, burying countless animals and demonic beasts.

Xu Ming glanced at his feet, and the ice lake under his feet was also constantly cracking, with white fish leaping up and falling down.

The entire Rootless Secret Realm was plunged into chaos.

Everyone felt that the laws of this world were紊乱.

Whether it was the cultivators in Azure Dragon Lake or the cultivators in other parts of this Rootless Secret Realm, they all realized one thing.

That was that the lifespan of the Rootless Secret Realm had come to an end.

This secret realm was gradually disintegrating.

However, not everyone was so worried, because where there was despair, there would be hope, and despair and hope were always relative.

Sure enough, just as this world fell into chaos and was constantly disintegrating,

one twisted door after another appeared in the sky above this world.

These doors seemed to lead to different exits.

Some cultivators who had already obtained spiritual weapons felt that their opportunities were enough and didn't want to stay in this place any longer. They found an opportunity and rushed towards the door closest to them, wanting to leave this place of trouble as soon as possible.

But unfortunately,

these cultivators hadn't escaped from this place.

Another rain of fire fell from the sky again.

One sharp sword qi after another emerged from the sky out of thin air.

Once these cultivators were contaminated by the rain of fire, they all turned to ashes. No matter what means they used, no matter what magic weapons they used, they couldn't extinguish these flames.

These flames were not Samadhi True Fire, but Chaos Fire.

In addition, those sword qi were constantly stirring in the entire sky.

One cultivator after another was torn into pieces by these sword qi.

The phantoms of divine beasts and fierce beasts rushed out of the sky.

These phantoms of divine beasts and fierce beasts didn't distinguish between themselves and others, rushing towards cultivators upon seeing them.

Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan were still fighting to the death with the two immortal weapons.

But Xu Ming felt that it was impossible to tell the winner for a while.

By the time they determined the winner, this world would probably have been destroyed.

"Shi Xin, stay close to me, we're leaving," Xu Ming said to Shi Xin.

"Mmm…" Shi Xin nodded.

Xu Ming took out the long sword in his hand and flew towards an exit in the sky.

"Yanhan, Qingwan, I appreciate your kindness, but now is not the time. We should leave," Xu Ming said to Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan.

Both Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan felt that they were just a little short of subduing these two immortal-grade artifact spirits, and they both felt a little unwilling.

However, they also knew that if they delayed any longer, they would really be trapped here.

"Give me a little more time," Qin Qingwan and Wu Yanhan said simultaneously.

Wu Yanhan took a deep breath and then rushed forward step by step. Each time Wu Yanhan took a step forward, her warrior's true energy became more intense.

And that immortal-grade magical artifact also transformed into the appearance of an artifact spirit.

"Roar!"

With a roar, this Qilin, like a wild horse, pawed the ground with its front hooves and charged towards Wu Yanhan.

It was clear that this artifact spirit didn't want to waste any more time and wanted to decide the outcome with this one strike.

The distance between Wu Yanhan and the Qilin became closer and closer.

Looking at them from a distance, it was like a red lightning bolt and a white lightning bolt colliding with each other.

Wu Yanhan rushed in front of the Qilin. The warrior's true energy around her became even more intense, and even the surrounding air became distorted.

When Wu Yanhan stopped, the girl lifted her shapely, full, and powerful long leg backward.

In front of her foot, the space was shattering little by little, and the shattered space scattered like snowflakes.

Martial God Kick!

This was Wu Yanhan's strongest strike, and it contained everything Wu Yanhan had. If this strike failed, she would die in front of this immortal weapon.

"Boom!"

With a loud noise, Wu Yanhan's straightened instep collided with the horn of the Qilin. The surrounding space constantly shifted, tore, and shattered.

At the same time, on the other side, Qin Qingwan had also finished chanting her spell. Silver-white chains descended from the sky.

These Chains of Heaven directly locked the Golden Turtle's neck and limbs.

The Golden Turtle struggled non-stop, trying to break free from the chains.

It seemed that Qin Qingwan had the upper hand.

In reality, this was a contest of offense and defense.

Qin Qingwan couldn't maintain this spell for a long time.

And on the head of this Golden Turtle, a black magic ball was gathering, looking like a Tailed Beast Ball.

When Qin Qingwan's spell could no longer be maintained, this Golden Turtle would use its strongest strike!

"Just a mere turtle!"

Qin Qingwan snorted coldly and forcefully pulled back the five chains binding the Golden Turtle, quickly breaking the Golden Turtle's limbs and head.

And after Wu Yanhan's Martial God Kick, that artifact spirit also turned into a glove.

Both immortal weapons transformed into streaks of light and flew into their palms.

Xu Ming breathed a sigh of relief. Just now, Xu Ming couldn't help but want to take action.

Fortunately, at the last moment, the two of them managed to subdue these two immortal weapons.

Wu Yanhan and Qin Qingwan followed behind Xu Ming.

Sword energies and heavenly fire rained down on them, but Xu Ming directly unleashed a sword strike, opening a path for everyone.

And Shixin, who was skilled in defensive magic, pinched his fingers and chanted incantations. Golden lights guarded them, preventing anything from getting close to them.

Xu Ming led Shixin and the others into the distorted door.

Xu Ming and the others felt a burst of dizziness, but they didn't go out. Instead, they seemed to have arrived in a void.

But Xu Ming vaguely felt where he should go.

Soon, a light appeared in front of Xu Ming and the others. Just as Xu Ming was about to rush out of this void, a large hand grabbed towards Xu Ming.

"Monk, I want to leave some people to be buried with me. I'll choose these few."

A voice echoed in the ears of Xu Ming and the others.