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Under the spiral tower, horrified screams sounded one after another. Each shout was extremely short; it was clear that those who died were instantly killed. This is truly a one-sided massacre.
Slowly, the women in the spiral tower became numb to it.
The former ruler of the Fire Worm Tribe was now nothing more than a pile of messy corpses. A moment later, the cell opened, and a group of prisoners escaped. Their shackles are shattered, giving them the freedom they dreamed of for a long time. Slave kneeling, kissing the ground. The slave girls who had been tortured inside the barracks were crying on each other's shoulders in joy.
Confusion began to spread. Last night, three leaders of the Fire Worm Tribe had been killed, and all the powerful characters of the Fire Worm Clan were killed. The slaves and prisoners rose from their chains in a mass revolt, killing their way to the palace!
In this chaos, Lin Ming was like a ghost as he flew from Fire Worm City, arriving at the Na Sisters residence in the Fog Valley Tribe. His entire body was bathed in red blood and filled with murderous aura; he was like a monster crawling from the depths of the Assyrian Hell.
The Fog Valley Tribe had yet to get any news of what was happening, and they were as calm as ever. Na Shui was sleeping in her room. Na Yi quickly put on a thin white robe, rushing out.
The peng!
Lin Ming threw the blood-stained package on the ground.
When Na Yu saw this dark red colored package, her students narrowed. He suddenly realized what it was, and his lips shivered.
“This is the head of Chi Yue. Think of it as a blessing to your master. The Fire Worm Tribe was in chaos, and the slaves rebelled against the palace. Perhaps, from now on, there would be no more Fire Worms. The flames of war would spread to the Fog Valley Tribe. You and your brother must go .. ”
As Lin Ming calmly spoke, he was somewhat depressed. When the Magic Cube was opened a second time, it was because he had absorbed the blood essence of a peak Houtian master.
After Lin Ming killed Chi Yue, he wanted to use the blood essence of a Houtian master to see if the Magic Cube would absorb the blood essence of Chi Yue and open it again. However, he was disappointed.
The Magic Cube had absorbed a bit of Chi Yue blood essence, but there was no reaction.
Was it because the blood essence of the Purple Gold flexible armor that the Crown Prince gave him was special?
Or was it because the blood essence of a Houtian master had no special meaning to the Magic Cube?
Lin Ming had a weak premonition that it was for that reason the flexible armor the Crown Prince gave him from his own judgment, not special in any case.
"Chi .. Chief Chi Yue?" Na Yi gasped. He did not think that not only would Lin Ming keep his promise and kill the Fire Worm Shaman, but he would return so quickly.
Na Yi's trembling hands slowly untied the package, and she saw that the terrifying flame head of the Shaman Worm was inside. He looked excited, but also sad. He remembered the day that his own master had died a terrible death, and now, that great hatred was finally avenged. He had completed the blood oath he took on that day, and could now offer the head of the Fire Worm Shaman as a sacrifice to his master.
"Thank you .. Thank you, Benefactor!" Na Yi said as she bit her lips, her eyes wet with tears.
“No need to thank me, he is the man I have to kill. Now, everything's been settled. Madam Na Yi, be careful. If fate wants it, we'll meet again. "Lin Ming's figure flashed, and he left like a ghost …
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Lin Ming's hope was on target. After the core leaders and inner circle were all slaughtered by him, the remains of the palace could not resist the rebellion of the slave horde. The Fire Worm Palace was taken that night, and in one night, the Fire Worm Tribe was completely destroyed!
Under tyranny, there will be rebellion. Behind the vast slave kingdoms, there were often many controversial and contradictory forces working behind the scenes. If a single fuse was ignited, it would explode like a volcano.
Since ancient times, the Southern Wilderness was a land of endless chaos. There were many slave kingdoms that existed in these years. They rose at an astounding speed, annexing a vast land. However, once they stood up straight, they would fall down. This is a historical flow.
The Fire Worm Tribe was not the first, nor would they be the smallest.
After that, the war would burn down the entire country, and many powers would appear, like a mushroom struggling to grow. There were even some small tribes with only a few hundred people.
Lin Ming would not have imagined that in this mess, Na Yi would actually rely on the gold that Lin Ming had given her and also the head of Chi Yue to declare herself as the Witch Envoy. He would build up great influence and power, and a few years later, he would form a large tribe with tens of thousands of people.
Na Yi slowly realized the dying wishes of her master and her parents, one by one. Not only was his revenge fulfilled, but he also reformed the Na Tribe. After that, he and his sister would rely on the resources gathered by his people to step into the Houtian realm together. Of the two sisters, one was cold-blooded, and the other warm and gentle, becoming the revered twin queens within the Na Tribe.
But in the tribe, there was also a new spiritual belief to be established, with a new figure as its head. This figure held a long spear in his hand and looked like a black-clothed youth. He was called the Spear Emperor. It was said that the Spear Emperor was an existence that was even more formidable than the Feather Emperor from 6000 years ago. But after he became famous, he returned to his homeland, no one knew where he was going.
It was not only in the new Na Tribe, but also in the ancient texts of every major tribe. They all noted that the legendary figure known as the Spear Emperor had completely massacred all the masters of the Fire Worm Tribe. But this young man was only between 16 and 18 years old. Such an extraordinary matter had countless eyewitnesses, including a group of former slave girls who testified that they had seen Lin Ming, and even referred to him as the Sorcerer Envoy. This brat instantly killed the Fire Worm Shaman, this is what people believed.
The people in the Southern Wilderness most worshiped powerful figures. To them, this powerhouse was a god. There were therefore some tribes formed from the rubble of the Fire Worm Tribe and brought the Spear Emperor into their spiritual beliefs.
Finally, the Spear Emperor was recorded in ancient texts with a status equivalent to that of the Feather Emperor within the Southern Wilderness.
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After the fall of the Fire Worm Clan, Lin Ming hid inside a remote cave in the Southern Wilderness, going into seclusion as he prepared to swallow the Earthcore Crimson Flame.
He first used the Dreamland Pearl to lay down the charm, so that no ferocious beasts would bother him.
Then he took out the Flame Essence from his spatial ring and slowly removed the seal, layer by layer. Flame Essence suddenly moved, as if he wanted to break free.
Although the Flame Essence was immortal and would never be extinguished, its strength would still slowly fade. If the Flame Essence was sealed for too long, it would become extremely weak.
After the battle with Chi Yue, Lin Ming not only obtained the Flame Essence, but he also understood the rough limits of his strength.
Chi Yue had cultivation at the Houtian realm. Since he possessed the Flame Essence, his strength was comparable to that of a low peak Houtian realm master. In the so-called Houtian Chi Yue realm, it would be difficult for anyone to rival it. However, this was only within the Southern Wilderness.
There was a huge difference in strength between the same martial artists and sect martial artists. This was because the resources they had were different, but also because their cultivation methods and martial skills had wide differences between them. Not only that, but there was also a difference in talent. With all these factors combined together, it was difficult to place them side by side.
If one casually chose someone from a group that contained talent like Jiang Lanjian or Ouyang Ming, they could compare with a middle Houtian realm master. If it was an earth-step talent like Jiang Baoyun, Bai Shuxuan, or Mugu Buyu, they could compare it to the late Houtian realm master.
But with Lin Ming's current strength of – in addition to the support of the Purple Comet Spear and the coiled dragon steel needle – he could defeat the peak Houtian master easily.
But this so-called peak Houtian master was much weaker than a true Houtian sect master like Qin Ziya.
Lin Ming pondered. If he faced Qin Ziya like now, he would definitely be defeated.
But if he also possessed this Flame Essence …
Lin Ming's gaze shifted to the Earthcore Crimson Flame. He did not know how strong his strength would grow after he swallowed it.
"Even with this Fire Essence, I fear it is impossible for me to defeat Qin Ziya. I'm too weak like me. Compared to the Xiantian realm, Ouyang Boyan, I am nothing. ”
Thinking of Ouyang Boyan, Lin Ming felt uneasy, like a thorn being pierced on his back. With such a powerful enemy hiding behind him, he would naturally be uncomfortable.
Ouyang Boyan would never dare to kill him directly. On the other hand, it was impossible for Lin Ming to rely on Mu Qianyu's influence to kill Ouyang Boyan. The rules of the Seven Profound Valleys sect not only protected Lin Ming, but they also protected Ouyang Boyan. No matter how high Mu Qianyu's status was, it was impossible for her to kill Ouyang Boyan by mistake without the slightest bit of evidence. It might lead to the disintegration of their alliance.
"Strength ..." Lin Ming clenched his teeth.
What he needed most right now was strength. As long as he was alone and revealed his location, there was an extreme possibility that he would be chased by Ouyang Boyan. Then, there was an absolute chance he would die without a grave!
Lin Ming did not think that as of now, there would even be half a chance of him escaping from Ouyang Boyan's grasp.
Not only that, but his parents were forced to hide because of the threat of Ouyang Boyan. Because of the guilt of having to make his parents live life without being able to get out, Lin Ming yearned for more power.
“Anged is too difficult. I should temporarily set aside the limit of Angry Tempering for now and try to break through to the Houtian realm! .
After 20 years, the best time for Angry Tempering would pass. His marrow will age, and it will become increasingly difficult to succeed.
Lin Ming tore apart the final seal of the Earthcore Crimson Flame and pressed the Flame Essence directly into his own chest.
The burning hot fire power immediately rushed into Lin Ming's meridians, recklessly destroying everything in sight.
Lin Ming gave a stuffy cough and his body trembled; his skin was as red as blood.
With his strength, combined with the Heretical Seed God, he had the power to suppress the power of fire and absorb the intermediate-grade Flame Essence step-man. In fact, this was not too difficult; it was just that the Fire Worm Tribe had cultivated their Flame Essence very well.
It's like taming a tiger. There is naturally a huge difference between taming an adult tiger and taming a tiger.
There were many fire attribute martial artists, who in order to absorb the Flame Essence, first had to reduce the fiery energy of the Flame Essence before barely being able to absorb it. When Lin Ming had jumped over the realms and absorbed the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder, he had used the Magnetic Birthstone to channel and absorb the thunder power of the Purple Flood Dragon Divine Thunder before he could absorb it.
But this time, Lin Ming did not possess the precious fire attribute version of the Magnetic Birthstone capable of absorbing the fire power of the Flame Essence. Although wearing Flame Essence would be relatively easy, rebuilding it was extremely troublesome.
Lin Ming did not want to waste this time.
Lin Ming suppressed the searing torrent of pain within him, and then twisted the blue true essence, constantly pouring it into the perverted Seed God. Waves of suppression surged forward, potentially suppressing the Earthcore Crimson Flame.
The Heretical Seed God had an extremely powerful suppressive power against fire and thunder. The Earthcore Crimson Flame was divided into sections, scattered within the meridians of Lin Ming …
Facing the myriad flames, Lin Ming meditated patiently, and began to slowly absorb everything …