Alchemy & Martial Supreme

3"There's a thick fog here, and you seem to have a lot of beasts!" On this day, Qin Ming arrived at a dense forest. His field of vision was blocked by the thick fog, and even if he used his divine sense to observe, he couldn't see anything clearly.    

    

His divine sense was restricted in the Supreme Realm, but he could still see very far away. It was just that he could not see as far as he could in the Supreme Realm.    

    

However, his divine sense was unable to work in the thick fog in front of him. Qin Ming was aware of the danger.    

    

He had two options. Either he would pass through this place directly, or he would go around it.    

    

However, the area of the thick fog was very large. It would take a lot of time to get around it.    

    

"I'm not going to take a detour!" Qin Ming finally decided not to take a detour.    

    

Firstly, he had seen a Vicious Beast emerge from the thick fog. Secondly, he had come out this time to search for the strange place of the Supreme Realm.    

    

If he could find a place that could help his bloodline break through, or a way to cure the little beast, then he would have achieved his purpose of coming here.    

    

It would be even better if he could find the headquarters of the Poison Demon and find out the information about the Poison Demon Clan.    

    

If he encountered an unusual place, he should go in and take a look.    

    

Qin Ming became much more cautious after witnessing the dangers of the Supreme Realm. He carefully stepped into the thick fog and groped his way forward.    

    

As soon as he entered, a vicious beast attacked him.    

    

In the face of the attacks of the Vicious Beasts, Qin Ming ended the battle as quickly as he could, so as not to drag it out too long. The thick smell of blood and the sounds of battle absorbed more Vicious Beasts.    

    

Qin Ming frowned as he finished off the two Vicious Beasts.    

    

More and more Vicious Beasts approached him. Qin Ming noticed that these Vicious Beasts had very low intelligence and only had a fighting instinct.    

    

This kind of Vicious Beast was the easiest to deal with. If an ordinary human Martial Cultivator encountered such a Vicious Beast, they would usually take the initiative to attack.    

    

After killing the Vicious Beasts, he could dig out the Blood Essence Stone from the Vicious Beast's body and some useful materials to exchange for a lot of black stones.    

    

There was no danger and there was a good harvest. The Martial Cultivators liked this kind of Vicious Beast very much.    

    

However, Qin Ming didn't like it, especially when there were so many of them.    

    

"These beasts have low intelligence, and there seem to be a lot more of them here than outside. As long as they hear a sound and smell the scent of blood, these beasts will come!" Qin Ming raised his fist, and after killing another beast, he stopped attacking and quickly fled.    

    

If he continued to kill like this, more and more Vicious Beasts would surround and attack him. It would be best to get rid of them as soon as possible.    

    

Qin Ming ran forward at top speed, focusing his mind power on his surroundings.    

    

The fog was so thick that he could only see a hundred feet in front of him with his eyes.    

    

He ran so fast that he almost crashed into a tree several times due to his extreme speed.    

    

Luckily, the beasts' vision was limited, so they disappeared after chasing him for a while.    

    

Qin Ming stopped and let out a sigh of relief.    

    

In an instant, his hair stood on end.    

    

He realized that he was lost!    

    

To a Martial Cultivator who had reached the Divine Beast Realm, getting lost was an incredible thing.    

    

The Martial Cultivator's perception of the direction was extremely sharp, and the Martial Cultivator would definitely be able to recognize the path he had walked.    

    

But now Qin Ming had no sense of direction at all. Even when he looked back, he could not identify the path he had taken. His footprints and the bent grass as he crossed the trees were restored to their original state!