Alchemy & Martial Supreme

In the tense environment, his thoughts were very active, and he thought of his subconscious mind.    

The subconscious mind was the same as the main consciousness, both of them had the power of the divine sense.    

This was also the only power they shared.    

The subconscious mind did not have an independent body, so it naturally could not refine the body.    

The power of the rules was also shared.    

Only the divine sense was separated.    

Maybe the divine sense was attached to the soul, and the subconscious mind was a new soul, so it also had its own divine sense.    

Because the divine sense came from the same root, the divine sense of the subconscious mind could be combined with the divine sense of the main consciousness.    

Because he had never combined the two consciousnesses, he was not sure if he could do it.    

But now, this was the only way.    

Other than that, they had no other choice.    

"Huff … Huff …" Qin Ming gasped for breath, feeling that the Golden Horn Race was getting closer and closer to him.    

Qin Xixuan was very nervous.    

The sound of digging above was the countdown of their death.    

Once they were dug out, their life and death would no longer be in their control.    

"Don't be nervous, we will definitely be able to escape!" Qin Ming tightly held Qin Xixuan's hand.    

They had never fallen into such a desperate situation!    

"Yes!" Qin Xixuan nodded heavily.    

For some reason, even in this desperate situation, seeing Qin Ming's determined eyes made her feel at ease.    

Qin Ming closed his eyes this time.    

The moment he closed his eyes, all the sounds in the outside world were isolated by him. All his attention was on the Underworld Grass.    

The subconscious mind in his mind entered his body.    

The two consciousnesses entering his body made him very uncomfortable, as if his body was about to be torn apart.    

Also, the Demon-Hunting Pill in his stomach was also slowly dissolving. The powerful medicinal effect made his stomach churn.    

Although it was very uncomfortable, Qin Ming forcefully endured it and focused all his attention on the Underworld Grass. In an instant, he erupted with a powerful Spiritual Sense.    

In an instant, the Golden Horn Clan's people felt another wave of power passing by them.    

Jin Xun was shocked and said in disbelief, "This power is actually twice as strong as before!"    

Everyone was also surprised.    

They knew Qin Ming. He was only a mid-stage Martial Cultivator at the Half-Zhizun realm, not a Half-Zhizun expert at the limit.    

The fact that he could unleash the Spiritual Sense at the limit of the Half-Zhizun realm was already very surprising. They did not expect the Spiritual Sense to be twice as strong as before.    

However, it was only twice as strong in quantity, and not in quality.    

Therefore, even if it was twice as strong, it was far from reaching the level of a Zhizun.    

However, even if it did not reach the level of a Zhizun, the Spiritual Sense was still very powerful.    

If Qin Ming were to use it in battle, he would be able to affect them and make them fearful of him.    

What was even more unbelievable was that the power of Qin Ming's divine sense was extremely long-lasting.    

If they were to use their divine sense like this, they would be exhausted in one go.    

"Continue, let's dig faster!" Jin Xun had a bad feeling.    

He did not believe that Qin Ming was using his divine sense to intimidate them.    

Qin Ming must be doing something that they did not know about.    

Qin Ming would never give up the chance to escape.    

Everyone dug faster, and countless rocks flew up and landed on the beasts nearby.    

These beasts were intimidated by their aura.