After completing this, Ming Qi called everyone over.
Looking at the few people around him, Ming Qi's eyes held no trace of anything unusual.
"Everyone get some rest. We have something to do in three days."
Ming Qi spoke calmly, but everyone present knew this was no easy task; otherwise, he wouldn't have called everyone over. Even though they were few in number, any one of them was a peerless powerhouse capable of unleashing devastating power. Dahei and Changkong might be a little weaker, but only slightly. Their status as demon cultivators alone would have enabled them to triumph over any opponent of their level.
No more words were said. Everyone else remained silent. Just as they were about to leave, Changkong suddenly turned and said, "The leader of the ancient Savage Clan has sent a message. Once the internal affairs are resolved, he will come to your aid."
Ming Qi knew who Changkong was referring to. He nodded without further comment and sat motionless on the mountaintop. Since Zong Feng is coming, then come.
Ming Qi gazed westward for a long moment, then sighed dejectedly, "I'm overwhelmed with trivial matters right now, unable to spare a moment to help you. I hope you won't blame me."
Sunset and sunrise.
For two days and two nights, Ming Qi sat atop Qiankun Mountain. No one spoke, and neither did he, simply gazing up at the endless starry sky.
Of course, others had come along: Da Hei, Xing Yun, Lu Ji, Ye Yuancheng, and Chang Kong. Though they came, they merely observed from afar, never approaching to say anything.
It was dusk again, and Ming Qi finally stood up. This time, he held a multicolored, shimmering folding fan.
The fan was as magnificent as a precious stone, its texture and pattern radiating a multicolored, precious light. The patterns on the fan were so bizarre that even Ming Qi couldn't quite make them out. They depicted mountains and rivers, the sky, the stars, vast expanses of snow, and the vast desert.
Among these numerous images, there was a particularly dark mark. Ming Qi could clearly sense Yan Dongliu's spirit still struggling within.
This was the Small Five Elements Fan, which Wuxiang Tongzi had upgraded after a long period of refinement. The name was nothing new, just a change from "small" to "large," but the power and rank of it astonished Ming Qi.
Originally, the Small Five Elements Fan was supposed to be stronger than a top-tier spiritual weapon, but weaker than a celestial weapon. However, after being refined and upgraded with several rare divine materials, it had now firmly reached the level of a sacred weapon!
Not only had its rank been elevated, but the Great Five Elements Fan also possessed numerous magical powers and special abilities. The first thing that astonished Ming Qi was the Great Five Elements Fan's own great magical power: the Five Elements Escape Technique. Five Elements Escape, penetrating everything!
As one might imagine, with the Five Elements Escape Technique, almost nothing in the world could stop him. As long as he wanted to escape, nothing could stop him. Of course, this did not include being surrounded by powerful masters.
Furthermore, each of the five elements possesses a corresponding magical power. As long as one's true essence remains undepleted, one can unleash these magical powers at any time and in any place.
Furthermore, forcibly refining Yan Dongliu's soul within it effectively infuses the Great Five Elements Fan with the power of the Yin spirit. While currently feeble and insignificant, as it continuously absorbs souls, the Yin spirit power within will gradually grow, eventually enabling it to soar and strike down enemies!
The Great Five Elements Fan is a tremendous aid to Ming Qi. Now armed with it, he is confident he can battle any Emperor Realm expert. Even against a late-stage Martial Emperor, the odds are stacked against him.
Although his realm advancement has been brief and rapid, his centuries of training in the Star Domain have already honed his understanding of the art of combat. Every life-or-death struggle yields valuable insights. Over time, he has become far more experienced than any battle-hardened expert!
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The next morning, Ming Qi led everyone on their way to Kill Star City.
His heart, which had calmed considerably over the past few days, began to boil again as he advanced. What he was about to do today was exactly what he had wanted to do for decades, even centuries.
Destroy the Divine Weapon Gate and greet Meng Ling with unwavering dominance!
For countless days and nights, he had never forgotten the figure. Thinking he would see him soon, Ming Qi's heart surged like a surging wave.
Da Hei, having recently advanced to the Heavenly Spirit Realm, was clearly unable to keep up. Helplessly, Chang Kong transformed into his true form and charged forward with Da Hei. The others also rushed at full speed.
Though Ming Qi said nothing, everyone could sense that this undertaking was no small feat.
Five hundred miles north of Kill Star City stood a high mountain called Lin Jue Peak. Linjue Peak looms majestically, like a giant beast towering over the sky. Surrounded by towering cliffs and shrouded in a sea of clouds, it's a miraculous sight. Even standing close, one can't find the path up. Anyone attempting to reach it from the air will be lost in the boundless sea of clouds, unable to escape. For ordinary warriors, reaching Linjue Peak is sheer wishful thinking.
Ming Qi simply headed in the direction of Shaxing City, but didn't enter it. Although he once had an appointment with Yu Quanzhen, Ming Qi no longer needed her assistance. Back then, Yu Quanzhen was a junior Martial King. Despite his rapid progress over the past few years, reaching the Emperor Realm was utterly impossible. Without the Emperor Realm, Ming Qi's words of wisdom would be impossible.
After traveling tens of thousands of miles, Ming Qi and his group arrived at Linjue Peak in less than half a day.
The mountain was majestic and majestic, with towering ancient trees stretching endlessly. However, from a thousand meters up, the mountain's surface became as if carved by a knife and an axe, its majestic and divine form unfolding in full view. Through the shrouded mist, one could even vaguely make out the buildings within.
With a sigh, Ming Qi's figure swung, leading the charge towards the clouds.
He had no desire to waste any more time. Decades of suffering had left him like a volcano simmering for centuries, erupting at this moment.
His figure flashed like lightning, vanishing into the clouds in the blink of an eye. Not even Xing Yun could keep up!
"Go!"
Xing Yun, falling, waved her hand in frustration and dashed directly into the clouds.
Ming Qi, who had entered the clouds first, immediately sensed a faint energy fluctuation around him. The slowly moving clouds suddenly shifted, enveloping him tightly in an instant.
"A trifle!"
Ming Qi sneered, and with a gentle wave of the Great Five Elements Fan in his hand, a gust of wind whistled out from the fan, instantly transforming into a tornado that swept through the surrounding dense clouds, rapidly strangling and crushing them.
Under the howling wind, the thick clouds around were blown away in an instant, and the peak was visible at a glance.