Alchemy & Martial Supreme

1There were quite a few sacred beast level pill, and each of them could be refined into a strengthening pill. Qin Ming believed that as long as his Pill Tao's strength was sufficient and he refined a few more, he would most likely be able to refine a satisfactory pill.    

    

Taking a deep breath, Qin Ming prepared himself. He closed his eyes and began to concentrate on sensing the Azure Mysterious Token.    

    

The Great Dao of Earth.    

    

Qin Ming first chose to cultivate the Great Dao of Earth.    

    

The Profound Azure Token could be used on any Dao. It could increase the speed at which the Martial Cultivator could sense the Dao, and it was a hundred times better than strengthening the Dao Comprehension Pill.    

    

But he also had a time limit when using it. A Azure Mysterious Token could only be used for seven days.    

    

Of course, it was not used without rest or rest. It could be interrupted midway.    

    

After seven days, the Azure Mysterious Token's power would be exhausted, and it would no longer be effective.    

    

And a Martial Cultivator could only use the Azure Mysterious Token once in its lifetime. Even if it obtained another Azure Mysterious Token, it wouldn't be able to cultivate martial arts through the Azure Mysterious Token.    

    

With the help of the Azure Mysterious Token, the Great Dao of Earth didn't progress as slowly as before. The Great Dao of Middle-earth in Qin Ming's mind advanced by leaps and bounds.    

    

Very soon, Qin Ming was immersed in his cultivation without anything to do with him. Occasionally, Qin Ming would take out one after another Enhanced Dao Comprehension Pills and consume them.    

    

The Grand Dao of Earth was incomparably heavy. In Qin Ming's senses, it was like he was facing a huge mountain, and he was terrified by the Grand Dao of Earth.    

    

He was incomparably tiny, and as he immersed himself in it, Qin Ming felt like an ant.    

    

Qin Ming's heart was filled with pride. Although he felt that he was tiny, as if a gust of wind could blow him away, he still remained motionless, and his back was straight.    

    

No matter how heavy the Great Dao of Earth is, no matter how great it is, it can't make me, Qin Ming, submit to it.    

    

The huge mountain in his mind was facing the motionless Qin Ming. It was as if he had been provoked, and a powerful pressure was pressing down on Qin Ming.    

    

Heavy.    

    

Qin Ming felt as if his entire body was bearing a tremendous force. He had a feeling that as long as he submitted to the pressure, as long as he showed weakness, the force in his body would disappear.    

    

At the same time, he could also comprehend the Great Dao of Earth, allowing it to break through to the late stage of the Saint Beast realm and reach the same level as the Great Dao of Fire.    

    

"Submit?" In the illusion realm, the corner of Qin Ming's mouth curled up slightly. Even though he was under tremendous pressure, his bones felt like they were going to be crushed at any moment. His back was straight.    

    

He knew that it was an illusion realm, but this illusion realm was incomparably real.    

    

Even in the illusion realm, Qin Ming was unwilling to lower his head.    

    

It was just the Great Dao of Earth. He should be the one who grasped the Great Dao of Earth. Since when did the Great Dao of Earth take control of him?    

    

If the Martial Cultivator couldn't control all the power in the world, then it would be controlled by the power. Qin Ming was very clear about this.    

    

Therefore, even in the illusion realm, he wasn't willing to be intimidated by the Great Dao of Earth.    

    

There were two ways to make the Great Dao of Earth break through. One was to submit to the Great Dao, and the other was to withstand the great pressure.    

    

No matter what, he could master the Great Dao of Earth.    

    

Qin Ming did not choose the first method, but the second method that was even more difficult.    

    

The pressure was getting stronger and stronger. Qin Ming felt that all the blood in his body was expanding.    

    

Submit or die. The illusion was becoming more and more real.    

    

"An illusion realm is an illusion realm after all. Even if it isn't an illusion realm, I won't submit to you." Blood flowed out from the corner of his mouth, but Qin Ming's eyes were becoming crazier and crazier.    

    

He exerted all of his strength, clenched his fist tightly, and rushed towards the boundless and majestic mountain in front of him.    

    

Although he was running, in reality, under the pressure of the mountain, his speed was extremely slow, even slower than usual.