Alchemy & Martial Supreme

"With the power of a Divine Beast Formation Master, if he left behind a killing formation here, even a Saint Beast expert would either die or be injured if they were careless." Qin Ming's expression gradually became serious. He was thinking about whether this was the case or not, and no longer continued to explore.    

However, he was also very unwilling and curious.    

Such a huge building... His master must be a peerless expert.    

Moreover, this building had existed for a very long time, and there were no signs of man-made destruction on it, which meant that it was extraordinary.    

"Let's test it out first. If we encounter an insurmountable danger, then we'll retreat." Qin Ming finally decided to continue exploring the palace.    

If it was impossible, he would not persist until he became stronger and broke through to the Saint Beast Realm. It would be much safer for him to explore the palace.    

That's right. Even if he broke through to the Saint Beast realm, his strength would increase tremendously. If there was danger in the palace, Qin Ming wasn't confident that he would be safe.    

"En!" Song Chaoyun nodded her head, agreeing with Qin Ming's words. "Indeed, I didn't feel any killing intent."    

After saying that, she looked at the painting on the wall again. Once she was prepared, she would no longer be bewitched by the painting.    

That's right, she had just fallen into an illusion. Her whole body was in a daze, as if she had been hypnotized.    

Qin Ming also sized up the painting on the door and asked curiously, "Why didn't I feel any attack waves?"    

The painting had obviously affected Song Chaoyun. But why was he not affected at all?    

Logically speaking, the painting was just an inanimate object. It should not choose its target to attack.    

Qin Ming wanted to see the face of the person on the painting clearly, but he felt hazy. An invisible aura was affecting him.    

He had never seen such a miraculous painting. Although it was just a door, the person in the painting seemed to be able to come back to life.    

"Qin Ming, how are we going to open the door?" Song Chaoyun scratched her head and looked around.    

She found that other than some formation patterns, there was nothing special about it.    

Such a tall door must be very heavy. It was unrealistic for them to push the door open.    

However, they did not see any traps around them. How could they open the door?    

Qin Ming did not know what to do when he heard this.    

He could only try to walk forward and see if there was any way to open the door.    

Qin Ming was confident that he would immediately retreat if he sensed the attack.    

If the attack on the door was still the same as before, he would be able to retreat unharmed.    

"Be careful!" Song Chaoyun warned. She looked at Qin Ming who was trying to probe him with a serious expression.    

Both of them held their breaths. Qin Ming gradually approached the red door. He did not dare to stare at the painting. He focused his mind.    

Especially when he reached out to touch the wall, he was ready to retreat at any time.    

Gradually, Qin Ming's hand touched the door, but it did not trigger an attack.    

Qin Ming turned his head to look at Song Chaoyun. Then, he held his breath and probed the door, searching for a mechanism.    

At this moment, Qin Ming was fighting with the Yuan Xiu Dragon. He couldn't defend against the powerful attack of the Yuan Xiu Dragon.    

Even though he was wearing a raging flame on his hand, the web between his thumb and index finger was torn apart by the powerful force.    

Although he had taken the healing pill before, the time it took was too short. Plus, the healing pill had limited effect on Qin Ming, so his hand was stained with blood.    

Blood flowed on the door. A strong suction force came from the door, and the blood was sucked into it.