Alchemy & Martial Supreme

When Qin Ming appeared, all the Martial Cultivators turned their eyes to the high platform.    

Qin Ming was dressed in white today, and his eyes were bright and piercing.    

He had lost a lot of blood earlier, and although he had rested for a few days, he had not recovered at all.    

Therefore, when he met with the village chiefs, his face was not very good, and his aura was somewhat weak.    

After all, no matter how he tried to hide his weakness, his mental state was a bit different.    

Qin Ming had not yet fully recovered, but his mind was no longer tired.    

After resting for a month, Qin Ming was in high spirits.    

In addition, his comprehension of the Great Way of Fire had reached perfection, and his strength had increased by leaps and bounds.    

Indeed, after a month of seclusion, Qin Ming had successfully comprehended the Great Dao of Fire to perfection.    

After comprehending the Great Dao of Fire to perfection, his refining speed had increased by at least twofold.    

The power of the Nether Fire was also much stronger.    

However, because the Dao Integration Power was a combination of three types of Great Daos, the Great Dao of Fire had been comprehended to perfection alone, and its power had increased greatly.    

But there was no breakthrough in the other two Great Daos, and the uniqueness of the power of fusion was balance, so it could only be combined according to the minimum requirements, and the power of fusion did not increase.    

Even so, Qin Ming's strength had increased by ten percent, and the aura around his body had increased by thirty percent.    

Even though he was being watched by countless human Martial Cultivators, Qin Ming's expression remained calm and composed.    

On the high platform, Qin Ming's gaze swept across the Martial Cultivators below, and he nodded slightly.    

His eyesight was extremely strong, and he didn't count them carefully. He estimated that there were at least a million human Martial Cultivators.    

The world of Yue Xuan was very big. Only those who had reached the Holy Beast Realm in martial arts were qualified to participate in the ceremony. He had expected that only a million human Martial Cultivators would gather in a month.    

"Hello, my name is Qin Ming." Qin Ming introduced himself. "I haven't been in the world of the Lunar Pavilion for very long, and I'm not familiar with you."    

"But I know that you have a deep hatred for the Poison Demon."    

"I also have a deep-seated hatred for the Poison Demon. The hatred is absolutely irreconcilable!"    

He heard that Qin Ming had something in common with them, and that they all had a deep-seated hatred for the Poison Demon.    

Although Qin Ming didn't belong to the world of Yuexuan, the human Martial Cultivators of Yuexuan felt closer to him in their hearts.    

Qin Ming continued: "I was hunted down by the Poison Demon Clan and accidentally entered the world of Yuexuan. Ever since I entered the world of Yuexuan, I've been looking for an opportunity to deal with the Poison Demon."    

"Unfortunately, I found an opportunity to enter the Poison Demon Clan's secret realm some time ago. I went deep into the heartland and found the Poison Demon Clan's heavily guarded warehouse."    

"The four treasuries were guarded by countless Poison Demons. I did my best and managed to get the Heart of the World of Yuexuan. I killed more than thirty million Poison Demons and Si Koudai and came back alive."    

As soon as Qin Ming finished speaking, the crowd erupted into an uproar.    

Even though most of the Martial Cultivators had heard the rumors, the credibility of the rumors they heard from others was completely different from that of Qin Ming's own.    

When Qin Ming told the story of how he had entered the Poison Demon Clan, his expression was very calm, as if entering the Poison Demon Clan and stealing the world heart of the world of the Lunar Pavilion were nothing special.    

Many of the Martial Cultivators were convinced that Qin Ming had really done this.    

But there were more Martial Cultivators who didn't believe what Qin Ming was saying. It was incredible that thirty million Poison Demons had been killed.