Chapter 1662: Chapter 659: Insect Emperor Gate Interior_2
Qin Ming spoke timely: "Mr. Hong, as of now, there’s no one in this world more concerned about you than I am. I truly hope you can live on."
Hong Dao felt desolate. At the last moment, his arch-enemy was speaking to him so earnestly, truly hoping for his survival, yet it was no empty pretense.
But his gaze was icy, wishing he could flay this person alive.
He had already realized that the other party coveted the various True Scriptures he held.
Qin Ming said, "Old Hong, didn’t you say you would, without reservation, be willing to pass on all your life’s experiences and Miao Techniques to me?"
Hong Dao’s Soul Light fluctuated violently. Unable to complete Yi Ming, now subjected to such Heart Slaying, his resentful energy surged.
Qin Ming knew Old Hong couldn’t hold on, so he acted directly.
He attempted to use the simplest and most brutal method to conduct a Soul Search on him.
However, this approach yielded little result.
The dim Soul Light of Hong Dao shattered cleanly in an instant.
Such figures naturally have restrictions in their consciousness, absolutely forbidding outsiders from intruding.
Even if a great personage doesn’t have much time left, they must maintain their dignity and cannot tolerate being soul searched, having long pre-arranged everything.
...
Qi Ze pried open the giant door and barged in.
In his sight, an Immortal Mountain sprawled, teeming with life, surrounded by white mist. On the other side, not a blade of grass grew, a scorched earth emanating a strong death aura.
Qi Ze was shocked. There was the vigorous Power of Rebirth here, as well as despair-inducing death intent.
The two auras entwined, obscuring his vision, preventing him from seeing deeper scenes.
He was startled. How strong was this great person before their death?
Other people’s Secret Treasures were merely confined spaces like sealed containers, while this place actually had mountains and waters.
Suddenly, Qi Ze’s body stiffened, discovering the death aura and vitality entwined to form an illusory human face, eyes closed, yet making him shiver uncontrollably.
"Senior, I mean no offense."
At this moment, Qi Ze’s so-called "ferocity" vanished entirely. His heart couldn’t muster a desire to fight, influenced by the mysterious Tao Rhythm of this place.
He only wanted to submit, not daring to resist.
He was shocked. He realized his instincts revered this place, betraying himself.
He involuntarily bent down here.
But he managed not to kneel completely, maintaining his last bit of dignity.
Qi Ze shouted in his heart, this wasn’t his true intention; it was the rules of this place influencing everything, he shouldn’t be this humble.
At the last moment, he became drowsy, his consciousness remarkably muddled.
Bending on the spot, a Lotus Seed appeared in his palm, his refuge and part of his source basis.
However, at this moment, he held it out with both hands, offering it up.
Qi Ze stepped back step by step, struggling to leave this gate.
Afterward, he even personally closed that ancient, blood-spattered door.
"No!" Qi Ze suddenly awoke. How could he have done something so outrageous?
With his life nearing its end, what was there to fear? He shouldn’t have bowed, yet he did so, actively offering up his remaining Origin.
Qi Ze recalled the ancient person’s condition was not as well as imagined. Half of the Secret Treasures were full of vitality, the other half wrapped in death, merely maintained in a delicate balance.
He hated himself, why his instincts feared this place so much, not daring to act, directly bowing.
This made him further feel this ancient person was too evil.
"If I had fiercely fought, could I have pulled him down?"
Qi Ze felt lost. It was too late to say anything now.
"Also, no, he affected my will, I... didn’t lose unjustly."
Qi Ze knew deeply that even if he tried again, he couldn’t change anything, he would end up in this position again.
He only felt incredibly stifled. Enduring so many years, coming millions of miles away, ultimately was all a joke, offering himself up.
His Soul Light was about to wither away after losing the Lotus Seed Origin.
Qi Ze rushed out abruptly, detaching from the Insect Emperor’s body.
With a swish, he merged into the endless darkness.
Evidently, he had entered the broken cloth.
Qin Ming had long laid in wait, uninterested in entangling further with him.
This old fellow inexplicably emerged, able to open the ancient strongman’s door, intent on the Secret Treasures, truly causing horror.
Qin Ming worried he had backup moves, unwilling for further issues, thus had no desire to engage in dialogue, completely giving up contact.
"What if an old monster flies out of his Divine Soul too? Better end it once and for all, cut off all karma!"
Unless this person was locked away for over a hundred years, Qin Ming didn’t plan to open it.
In fact, Qi Ze wouldn’t last long after entering, soon dissipating completely.
Subsequently, Qin Ming became momentarily lost, in a state of resonance, vaguely seeing what lay behind the Insect Emperor Gate through Qi Ze’s hand, a tumult within.
"He shouldn’t be entirely dead, most likely will come back to life."
At this moment, behind the Insect Emperor’s door, the massive face formed by death and life suddenly exploded, finally coalescing on the ground into a Little Worm, its eyes large, somewhat bewildered.
Soon, it began gnawing on the Lotus Seed, then, hugging it, rollicked joyously on the ground.
"Is it time?"
"Can I be resurrected?"
"That wicked woman dared to flick my head..."
It blinked its big eyes, a somewhat bemused expression, its spirit incredibly pure.
Outside, the Insect Emperor’s body surged with an evil aura to the heavens!
Qin Ming mused, among the three Strongest, the Little Worm was the hardest to deal with, looking most ferocious. Years ago, the Furnace of Eight Trigrams was merely passing by, yet the Insect Emperor struck it with a palm, punching a huge hole.
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