Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The human Martial Cultivators were useless when they obtained the Poison Demon corpses. After collecting the spoils of war, the corpses would be handed over to the Alliance.    

The human Martial Cultivators all knew that he needed the Poison Demon corpses to convert the heroic spirit energy, so they would hand them over to the Alliance as soon as possible.    

Qin Xixuan took the Dimensional Ring and placed it in Qin Ming's palm.    

Qin Ming closed his eyes and used his Spiritual Sense to scan the Dimensional Ring. He saw that there were about three hundred thousand Poison Demon corpses inside, and he sighed helplessly.    

Three hundred thousand Divine Beast Realm Poison Demon corpses. The number was quite a lot, but after the brain space absorbed them, it would not be enough for the heroic spirits to absorb for a few days.    

However, it could increase the density of the ordinary energy in the brain space, allowing the heroic spirits to cultivate faster and release the heroic spirit energy at a faster speed.    

These Poison Demon corpses came at just the right time.    

"Although it is not a lot, it is exactly what I need!" Qin Ming said.    

"Alliance Master." Jiang Ling asked with concern, "Are your injuries alright?"    

When he came in, he saw Qin Ming lying on the bed, and he knew that Jin Ruifeng might have died.    

No one saw Jin Ruifeng's death. He and Qin Ming left together.    

After that, Jin Ruifeng never appeared again.    

The ordinary Martial Cultivators thought that Jin Ruifeng went to heal his injuries. At that time, he guessed that something had happened to Jin Ruifeng.    

Later on, when he saw Qin Ming's majestic appearance, he killed eight and a half of the Poison Demons at the Half-Zhizun level, and the Poison Demons did not dare to continue attacking.    

He carefully observed Qin Ming and did not see any signs of weakness. He was suspicious, but he did not think too much about it.    

After the battle ended, when the Martial Cultivators handed over the Poison Demon's corpse, he did not see Qin Ming. He guessed that something had happened to Qin Ming, so he immediately brought the Poison Demon's corpse over.    

As expected, something had really happened to Qin Ming.    

Qin Ming's face was as pale as a sheet of paper, and he spoke weakly. He was even worried that Qin Ming would die in the next moment.    

Previously, when Qin Ming fought, he was awe-inspiring and majestic. No one could see anything unusual about him. It was not easy at all.    

For this battle, Qin Ming had put in all his effort.    

"I'm fine." Qin Ming smiled bitterly, "But I might not be able to participate in the battle for a while."    

Hearing this, Jiang Ling also had a worried look on his face. If Qin Ming could not participate in the battle, how could they stop the fierce Poison Demon?    

Their inter-realm teleportation formation was sealed, but the Poison Demon Clan's inter-realm teleportation formation was not sealed.    

If one of them died, it meant one less person. The Poison Demon Clan had an endless supply of reinforcements.    

If Qin Ming was fine, then he could rely on Qin Ming's methods to fight against the Poison Demon Clan.    

Qin Ming was lying on the bed now. Who was going to deal with the Poison Demon?    

Jiang Ling did not have the confidence to deal with the Poison Demon Clan. He had also suffered quite a bit of injuries.    

In the battle just now, he had almost died. Fortunately, under the cover of his companions, he was not killed.    

“You’re right.” Qin Wentian nodded. He then turned and walked towards the direction of the Pill Emperor Hall.    

“Senior.” Qin Wentian greeted.    

“Wentian.” The Pill Emperor smiled. “Senior, you are the one who brought me to the Pill Emperor Hall.”    

“Senior, you are the person who brought me to the Pill Emperor Hall?” Qin Wentian asked.