#1112 - Source Core

Source World, core region.

A figure sped across the firmament, two resplendent golden wings obscuring the sky behind him. With each flap, his form instantly vanished from its original location, his speed unbelievably fast.

Behind him, two figures followed closely like maggots clinging to a bone. Although the former's speed was swift, the latter two were even faster, the distance between them closing at a subtle but steady rate.

It was only a matter of time before the former was overtaken.

"Boy, quickly hand over the treasure in your possession, or don't blame us for being impolite!"

One of the pursuers roared in a raspy voice, his entire body enveloped in a blood-colored mist, his eyes flashing with piercing crimson light.

This person was none other than the Blood Skull Old Ancestor, whose cultivation had long reached the fourth level of the Ancestral Spirit Realm!

Beside him was a bald monk draped in a reddish-gold kasaya, his cultivation surprisingly on par with the Blood Skull Old Ancestor, also a terrifying existence at the fourth level of the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

"Amitabha, benefactor, you cannot escape. Hand over the Source Core!"

The bald monk pressed his palms together, but his eyes flashed with a chilling murderous intent.

At this moment, the one being pursued by the two great Ancestral Spirit Realm experts was none other than Qin Qipeng.

At this moment, his cultivation had completely surpassed his brothers, reaching the Ancestral Spirit Realm!

Otherwise, with only the cultivation of the True Spirit Realm, he would have already been overtaken by the two Ancestral Spirit Realm existences.

"The item is in my hands. If you want it, come and take it yourselves. Enough with the nonsense!"

Qin Qipeng turned his head and sneered: "Once something is in my hands, Qin Qipeng, I have no habit of giving it back!"

"Insolent brat!"

The Blood Skull Old Ancestor and the bald monk were instantly enraged.

They were powerful figures who had existed since before the Source Ancestor disappeared, having lived for who knows how many years. When had anyone dared to speak to them like this, especially since this kid was clearly a junior.

Ferocious glares were revealed in their eyes, and murderous intent surged.

They had just witnessed Qin Qipeng flying out of a massive ancient ruin, a large stream of light being swept up and absorbed into his inner world.

Their eyes had turned green at the time. They hadn't paid attention to the other things, but they had noticed the massive gem held in the hand of the giant statue within the ancient ruin.

That gem was actually a Source Core!

And the only Source Ancestor who hadn't been sealed!

At that time, throughout the entire myriad realms, he would be the most powerful existence.

Who wouldn't be tempted by such a temptation!

In fact, Qin Qipeng hadn't expected that coming out of the ancient ruins would attract the attention of two Ancestral Spirit Realm big shots. If it was just one, he really wouldn't necessarily be afraid.

But the other party now had two Ancestral Spirit Realm experts, and both had already reached the middle stage of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, making it impossible to confront them head-on. He could only flee.

Speaking of which, in the past ten thousand years, Qin Qipeng could be said to have been thriving in the Source World.

His luck value had received key attention from Qin Changqing since he was young, and he was far ahead of all his brothers and sisters.

Now that he had come to this Source Ancestor World, which was full of treasures, it was simply like a fish in water. Every few days, he would encounter a ruin, and each time he would be able to turn danger into safety and reap great rewards.

This was also the biggest factor in his rapid progress in cultivation over the past ten thousand years, breaking through to the Ancestral Spirit Realm.

Source Cores, for him now, with countless treasures on his person, were indeed like a broken stone, completely worthless.

In fact, when he rushed out of the ancient ruins before, he had just casually taken away everything he could take away, without paying attention to any Source Cores.

Over the years, he had formed a habit.

If the Blood Skull Old Ancestor and the bald monk knew this thought, they would probably be so angry that they vomited blood.

At the same time, in the void not far from Qin Qipeng, there were also two figures following closely.

It was Qin Changqing's two clones!

Qin Qipeng was in the extremely dangerous core area, so naturally he received Qin Changqing's key attention.

He could be said to have witnessed Qin Qipeng's growth all the way, and his heart was filled with endless emotion.

This kid's luck was simply too heaven-defying. His speed of collecting treasures was simply comparable to the supernatural power used by the Heavenly Dao to collect natural treasures!

"Two old things, dare to bully my son!"

The two clones looked back at the Blood Skull Old Ancestor and the bald monk, their eyes flashing with cold light.

Now, his cultivation was also at the first level of the Ancestral Spirit Realm, but the strength he could exert was comparable to the second or third level of the Ancestral Spirit Realm. If he added the Heavenly Dao's curse supernatural power, crushing them would not be a problem.

It was just that Qin Qipeng had not encountered a life-or-death crisis, so he would not easily take action, otherwise it would be meaningless for the children to come out to train.

"Speaking of which, this core area seems to be getting more and more strange..."

The black-robed clone looked up at the sky.

The sky here was a strange scarlet color, with turbulent clouds, as if there were eyes hidden inside, staring intently at the many creatures below.

"Boy, you can't escape!"

As time passed, the distance between the two sides had become very close.

The Blood Skull Old Ancestor and the bald monk showed ferocious laughter, and almost simultaneously took action, opening up their inner worlds and quickly enveloping Qin Qipeng: "You are mine!"

Feeling the terrifying pressure behind him, Qin Qipeng narrowed his eyes slightly, but his expression remained unchanged. He suddenly froze in mid-air, turned around, and showed a meaningful and strange smile: "Seeing you chasing so hard, I'm almost done playing. Goodbye!"

Saying that, his right hand suddenly grabbed towards his back, grabbing a crimson scepter from his inner world. The power of the world was injected into it, and the top of the scepter immediately flashed with scarlet light, instantly spraying out a large amount of red mist, enveloping Qin Qipeng. The surrounding space also suddenly collapsed.

"Source Core!"

The Blood Skull Old Ancestor and the bald monk's hearts beat faster when they saw this, staring intently at the gem at the top of the scepter, their eyes full of greed.

But immediately, they felt the changes around Qin Qipeng. This scepter seemed to be a magic weapon that could break through the space of the Source World and teleport!

"Not good!"

The two people's faces changed drastically at the same time.

In the Source World, the space was extremely stable, and the deeper you went, the more stable it became.

Like this core area, even the Ancestral Spirit Realm could not forcibly break through the space to teleport.

If Qin Qipeng was allowed to run away now, it would be difficult for them to find him again!

"Where are you going!"

The two figures flashed out at the same time, and suddenly drilled into the red mist.