The strongest warrior of the Great Qian Dynasty

Li Qingshan took a small step forward, cautiously exploring deeper into the area.

At some point, a black mist began to rise around him. This power was truly bizarre, resembling both Jun Sha and some other force.

No matter how Li Qingshan bombarded them with his true energy, the enemy did not disperse; instead, they multiplied.

Li Qingshan couldn't help but curse inwardly.

"What the hell is this thing?"

……

Li Qingshan cursed inwardly at the strange things in the ruins of this ancient battlefield.

Grandmaster Zhong Yunwei and his apprentice were criticizing Li Qingshan for wasting talent.

Looking at the leisurely horse in front of him, Zhong Yunwei felt like his lungs were about to explode with anger.

"Damn Li Qingshan, I'll kill you! That guy actually fed this beast the precious Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng!"

Thinking of this, Zhong Yunwei's anger became even more difficult to conceal.

He set off from Lin'an City, traversing mountains and rivers along the way. Although he traveled at an extremely fast pace, he followed the wrong person.

Who would have thought that this guy who kept emanating the essence of the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng was actually a horse!

Moreover, this damned beast clearly possessed a strong aura of Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng, indicating that Li Qingshan had fed it ginseng whiskers.

That's why the aura of blood emanating from this guy was able to attract the attention of this grandmaster.

"Master, we must find Li Qingshan and tear him to pieces! How could he waste such a treasure like this!"

"How utterly despicable! I beg you, Master, to find this fiend and subdue him."

The boy next to Zhong Yunwei also couldn't hide his disgust and regret.

After all, according to his master's promise, he should be the one to consume these ginseng roots.

But who would have thought that Li Qingshan would feed him a horse, an old horse, and a nag at that!

Although Zhong Yunwei was angry, he did not completely abandon Li Zhi. He waved his hand, and someone immediately came up to him.

"Go, take this horse away, bring it back and take good care of it, and regularly draw its blood."

Its blood contains a trace of the essence of the Nine-Bend White Deer Ginseng; it shouldn't be wasted, you know?

The man immediately responded, then respectfully took the horse and quickly headed towards Lin'an City.

Watching the treant protect the horse as it departed, Zhong Yunwei nodded in satisfaction, then suppressed his anger.

Although I cannot embezzle any of the ginseng, I can keep the horse.

When the horse dies, its blood and spirit flesh can be collected for alchemy or consumed directly, which would be very beneficial.

Unfortunately, this horse doesn't understand cultivation at all, and most of the medicinal effects dissipated.

"Damn Li Qingshan, once you fall into my hands, I'll show you what cruelty truly means."

Immediately, everyone mounted their horses and headed back in the direction Li Qingshan had fled.

The more he ran, the less angry he became, replaced by a look of solemnity and fear.

It wasn't until the group stopped in front of the rugged, rocky beach that their expressions changed.

"What a fine Li Qingshan! What a fine Li Qingshan!"

Looking at the jagged, craggy rocks and the scene carved by a knife and axe, even Zhong Yunwei, the old master, showed a look of admiration on his face.

"I never expected that he would make a choice that puts him in a life-or-death situation."

It seems we won't be able to get the Nine-Bend White Dew Ginseng anytime soon.

Although his disciples were unwilling, they dared not set foot on this dangerous place.

After all, even grandmasters risk death if they step into it, let alone a mere late-stage True Qi cultivator like him.

"Master, I am willing to take your orders and stay here. If Li Qingshan dares to escape, I will definitely lead the people to suppress him."

If Li Qingshan dares not, this disciple is willing to stay here and prevent anyone with ill intentions.

Upon hearing this, Zhong Yunwei gave his disciple a meaningful look, nodded, and then decided to lead his men back to Lin'an City.

After all, Li Qingshan had entered the ancient battlefield, so this matter was no longer his responsibility.

……

Pfft!

The Nine Yang Sword instantly sliced ​​through the black mist, splitting it in two. Then, the mist began to dissolve automatically.

"Interesting. It's not afraid of any physical attacks, but it's afraid of my yang energy and the Nine Yang Sword."

It appears to be pure yin energy, yet it's different; it seems to carry a wisp of malevolent energy.

Looking at the empty space in front of him, Li Qingshan said thoughtfully.

However, he then turned around instantly and slashed at another wisp of mist that was about to condense.

scoff!

Like water droplets falling on hot oil, it instantly started to crackle and pop, and the black mist began to dissipate in an instant.

next moment.

Strange sounds began to echo around, as if a large number of eerie creatures lurked in the shadows, sending chills down one's spine.

"Hehehe, let's integrate outsiders into our society."

"We are wronged souls who have existed for hundreds of years, while you are just withered bones. Why don't you join us?"

"Hehehe, what a handsome young man! Join us, we'll be very gentle~"

Various ghostly sounds rang out continuously, as if they were right next to Li Qingshan's ears.

However, Li Qingshan did not panic. Instead, he gave Qianqian a look.

Suddenly, a ghost appeared in front of Qianqian, startling her.

"Damn it, what the hell is that thing? How can it see me?!"

Qianqian exclaimed in surprise and quickly retreated to Li Qingshan's side.

After all, since this guy can see her, he might also damage his own essence.

Qianqian was unwilling to take that risk.

"interesting!"

Li Qingshan nodded, and then instantly thrust out the Nine Yang Sword in his hand.

The ghost seemed to understand that the Nine Yang Sword was irreconcilable with them, and then bent down slightly, clearly preparing to dodge the sword.

but.

The Nine Yang Sword, which should have lost its tip and other parts, somehow grew a section that instantly pierced through the approaching white-haired old ghost.

With a soft "poof," the old ghost was instantly pierced through, and his entire body seemed to be thrown into the sun and burned, instantly beginning to fall into pieces.

What followed was a shrill howl emanating from him, which turned the place into a ghostly realm.

"No, impossible! Such terrifying yang energy couldn't possibly exist in this world. What exactly are you?"

"Please spare me, please spare me. I am willing to submit to you, I am willing to give you everything I have."

Seeing that Li Qingshan had no intention of stopping, the old ghost's expression changed instantly, and he hurriedly started cursing.

"You beast! You damned beast! Even if I die, I won't let you get away with this! Explode!"

Seeing that his opponent was about to self-destruct, Li Qingshan was shocked. He then snorted coldly and used the Nine Yang Sword in his hand to slice the opponent into dozens of pieces as easily as cutting tofu.

Then, a sound like firecrackers exploding echoed through each of the souls.