Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The distance between the peerless level and the half-step Supreme Realm was very far. Qin Ming would need at least a few hundred years to break through to the half-step Supreme Realm.    

Therefore, Jin Junyuan did not think that Qin Ming's current Martial Cultivation had reached the half-step Supreme Realm. He hoped that Qin Ming could become a half-step Supreme Realm expert in the future and lead his people to kill their way back.    

However, how many of his people could survive that time?    

Unless Qin Ming's Martial Cultivation could break through to the Supreme Realm, it was impossible for him to destroy the Poison Demon Family and win the war.    

"Let's leave." Everyone was shocked.    

Jin Junyuan didn't even see the Poison Demon, yet he told them to leave the family.    

How many people could they bring with them to leave the Supreme World?    

If they really left the Supreme World, they would have to face the dangers of the outer perimeter of the Supreme World. If they wanted to survive there for a long time, the Martial Cultivator must be strong.    

If they brought too many ordinary people with them, they would definitely lose their ground in the outer perimeter of the Supreme World. Many people would die there.    

They did not expect that Jin Junyuan would make them leave so decisively.    

Only now did they truly realize how terrifying the Poison Demon was.    

Even Jin Junyuan felt as if the sky was about to collapse.    

Just as everyone was hesitating, a powerful aura came in their direction.    

"Not good." Jin Junyuan's expression changed drastically as he looked into the distance with wide eyes, "The Poison Demon team is coming in our direction."    

Jin Yun and the other clansmen hurriedly followed after him.    

Not long after, they also felt a powerful aura approaching them.    

At the same time, the bell of the family rang. It rang a total of twelve times.    

The bell would only ring when something serious happened. Once the bell rang, no matter what the clansmen were doing, they would gather at once.    

The Golden Mysterious Ape Clan was an ancient clan. They had practiced it many times, so when the bell sounded, they immediately gathered here.    

The sound of the bell was very loud and spread very far.    

Even the Martial Cultivators in the Qin Ming City heard the twelve rings of the bell.    

"What happened?" a Martial Cultivator asked curiously.    

"It's bad. This is the bell of the Golden Mysterious Ape Clan. It only rings when the clan is in danger of being wiped out. Twelve rings is the limit. This means that the danger has reached the point where the entire clan might be wiped out."    

"Could it be that the Poison Demon has come?"    

"Qin Ming City is no longer safe. Except for Qin Ming City, where else is safe in the entire Supreme World?"    

"Why is it like this? Why is there another war?"    

"..."    

The Martial Cultivators were terrified. They did not understand why another disaster had descended.    

They had clearly not had a few good days. The war had not ended for long, so why was there another war?    

Furthermore, this war was not ordinary. It was the invasion of the Poison Demon Clan.    

The ordinary Martial Cultivators were very terrified. Even the Golden Mysterious Ape Clan was not much better. They could feel the powerful aura in the sky.    

Under the pressure of such a terrifying aura, the Golden Mysterious Ape Clan members gathered at the fastest speed.    

Very quickly, the entire Golden Mysterious Ape Clan gathered in front of the hall. All the clansmen did not speak, but looked at the horizon.    

There were Poison Demons flying in the sky. The ferocious killing intent was as if it was corporeal. The Poison Demon at the front was impressively a half-step supreme expert.