Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Although the sword energy wasn't fast at the beginning, even if he fled to the ends of the earth, he would still be caught by the sword energy.    

The speed of the sword energy would become faster and faster, until it reached the speed that a Supreme Being level attack should have.    

Therefore, Qin Ming never thought of escaping the attack of the sword astral. He just wanted to avoid hurting others when he died.    

No matter how he tried to escape, he was only struggling. It was meaningless.    

Qin Ming wanted to send the little beast out and then die.    

However, he couldn't resist the power of the astral sword, and the suction force became stronger and stronger.    

"Little beast, run away by yourself! Master, I'm going to die. In the future, let Jin Zhizhi take care of you. She will be your new master."    

"You have the supreme bloodline. Although I don't know how you obtained it, it is undoubtedly the supreme bloodline."    

"If your bloodline can be inherited, then after you break through to the supreme realm, you will pass your bloodline to the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan."    

"If you can't pass on your bloodline, you must protect the Golden Mysterious Macaque Race!"    

These words were meant for both the little beast and the people of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan.    

The Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan had used up all their wealth to nurture him.    

He was going to die soon. All the expenses of the Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan to nurture him had been wasted.    

After his death, the Golden Mysterious Macaque wanted the supreme bloodline, so they could only cultivate a new supreme bloodline.    

Qin Ming didn't know about the other supreme bloodline Martial Cultivator, but he had seen the little beast's talent before.    

The little beast's talent in martial arts was even higher than his, and it only needed to absorb black stones.    

He was very envious of the little critter's ability.    

If he had the little critter's ability, his martial arts realm would have reached the peak of the Divine Beast Realm long ago.    

The Golden Mysterious Macaque Clan had lost him, but raising little beasts was not necessarily a new way out.    

Hearing Qin Ming's words, the small beast kept barking.    

"Let's go!" Qin Ming looked at the little critter that had reached the Late Divine Beast Realm and finally patted its head.    

Although he couldn't send the little beast out, it had the Spatial Dao. With his strength at the Late Divine Beast Realm, it shouldn't be difficult for him to escape using the Spatial Dao.    

Qin Ming had also thought of using the little beast's ability to escape.    

It was just that although the little beast's Spatial Dao was magical, it was only at the Divine Beast Realm, so it couldn't fight against the astral sword.    

No matter how magical the spatial Dao was, its power was absolutely not comparable to the four Great Daos.    

He comprehended four Great Daos at the same time, and all of them reached major accomplishment.    

If the four Great Daos were unable to resist the Astral Sword, how could the Spatial Dao deal with the Astral Sword?    

Even if he were to flee with him, after a long period of time, if the distance was too far, the little beast would be exhausted.    

And the speed of the sword aura was extremely fast. It was impossible for the little critter to keep using the Spatial Dao to carry him, so it would be caught up very quickly.    

So even with the spatial passageway, it was only a last-ditch struggle.    

"Du!" The little beast looked at the sword energy behind Qin Ming, and a resolute look appeared in its eyes.    

"Master." The little critter called out and rushed towards the sword energy.    

"Don't go!" Qin Ming wanted to stop the little critter when he noticed its movement, but it was too late.    

Even if the little critter could speak, it had always remained silent. It was different from the other Origin Beast. Its speed of breaking through to the next realm was too fast. It did not know much language and only knew how to call him master.    

Although it was an unexpected little critter, it had a very deep relationship with the little critter after so long.    

How could he watch the little critter die for nothing?