Fantasy: I'm in a discarded alchemy room, but I can turn trash into treasure!

The Golden Core cultivators at the forefront had already raised their magical artifacts.

Qin Mo stopped and moved to the side.

"He can't hold on any longer, take him down first!"

The leading cultivator pointed his staff forward, his lustful expression overriding his vigilance.

The next moment, heavy footsteps echoed from within the black mist.

Three crimson-armored corpses leaped over the wall of mist, raising all six arms simultaneously.

The aura of death pressed down on the ancient road, extinguishing the nearby spiritual fires one after another, and shards of copper bells scattered all over the ground.

The first black blade struck, cleaving the leading cultivator and his magical artifact in two.

The second corpse grabbed the shoulder of a Foundation Establishment disciple, tightening its grip, shattering the protective aura around the body.

The scream only lasted half a note before being swallowed by the black mist.

The remaining people finally came to their senses, and the light beneath their feet lit up one after another.

"Retreat now!"

Some people turned and ran away.

The corpse general gave them no chance at all, sweeping his black blade and kicking up large swathes of crimson rubble.

Several cultivators had only rushed a few feet when they were swept back by the wind of the blade, their bodies crashing against the stone wall, the sound of bones breaking echoing through the air.

The ancient road was in complete chaos.

Some people fled forward, some retreated backward, and some even used magical artifacts, trying to take advantage of the chaos to steal Qin Mo's storage ring.

But with three corpses blocking the way, everyone else became living beings in their eyes.

Qin Mo did not turn around.

He stood on the edge of the cliff, his gaze passing over the churning fog of corpses and landing on a streak of crimson light that swept across the ground.

Hidden behind the horde of corpses, Xiao Kui took advantage of the chaos and slashed at them with his long sword.

Blazing Sun Soul-Slaying Blade.

Before the blade even fell, the scorching blade energy rushed into the sea of ​​consciousness.

The golden patterns in Qin Mo's eyes shifted, and the changes in his sword aura became immediately clear.

The blade was merely a feint.

The true power lies beneath the hilt of the sword. When he raises his arm to block, the power of the soul-slaying strikes through his spiritual energy and enters his divine aperture.

Qin Mo clenched his five fingers and pressed his shoulders and back forward.

"You still dare to launch a sneak attack?"

He looked up at Xiao Kui.

Xiao Kui's wrist paused for a moment.

In that instant of stopping, Qin Mo had already stumbled into the flashing blades.

The blood and qi of the Iron Bone Realm's extreme level surged from his shoulder, causing cracks to appear in the crimson blade light.

The crack crawled all the way to the hilt of the blade, and the Blazing Sun Soul-Slaying Blade emitted a piercing roar, its spiritual light instantly spreading out.

Xiao Kui's arm went numb from the recoil, and he had barely taken half a step back when Qin Mo's fist was already at his chest.

There was no fluctuation of spiritual energy.

Only the heavy aura of blood rushed into the protective robe.

boom!

Xiao Kui's chest collapsed, and he crashed into the stone wall behind him.

The rock strata cracked open in several places, and pebbles rolled off his shoulders.

He coughed up blood, and just as he propped himself up, Qin Mo was already standing in front of him.

"What exactly is your cultivation level?"

Xiao Kui clutched his chest, his fingers trembling uncontrollably.

Qin Mo stepped on his wrist, pressing the storage ring against the stone ground.

"You have no right to ask."

Xiao Kui gritted his teeth, and a muffled sound suddenly came from his dantian.

The golden elixir glowed with a blinding red light, and cracks quickly spread across its surface.

He looked up and grinned, his teeth filled with blood.

"If you won't let me live, then we'll die together."

The power within the golden core began to spiral out of control, causing the surrounding corpse energy to ripple outwards.

Xiao Kui stared at Qin Mo, his eyes filled with a final, fierce determination.

Qin Mo raised his hand and summoned the Qiankun Transformation Furnace.

The furnace body landed between the two people, with three legs pressing down on the ground, and the furnace pattern rotated once.

The out-of-control spiritual energy was immediately suppressed back into Xiao Kui's body, and even the golden core that was about to explode stopped.

Xiao Kui's pupils contracted.

Qin Mo gripped his dantian with his five fingers, channeling his qi and blood into his meridians, forcefully tearing through the protective barrier.

"If you want to fry something, you'll have to ask my stove first."

He pulled his palm outward forcefully.

He took a fiery red golden pill covered in cracks from Xiao Kui's dantian.

Xiao Kui opened his mouth, but couldn't squeeze out a complete sound.

His body convulsed a few times before collapsing against the stone wall.

Qin Mo put away the golden pill and then took the storage ring from his wrist.

The ring contained spirit stones, talismans, pills, and several high-grade spiritual artifacts.

Qin Mo glanced at it, then raised his hand and sent it all into the inner space of the evolution furnace.

The sounds of fighting behind them gradually subsided.

The three corpses devoured most of the cultivators, and the rest had already fled deep into the ancient path.

Black mist flowed along the stone ground, snow-white bone fragments were scattered around the cliff, and several unclaimed magical artifacts were still shimmering on the ground.

Qin Mo raised his hand to wipe the blood off his face and turned to look at Xiao Kui's corpse.

"Everything I won in Xuantian City is indeed in my hands."

He put the Blazing Sun Soul-Slaying Blade into his ring, his tone indifferent.

"Unfortunately, you only saw the treasure and didn't realize you'd already walked into a trap."

No sooner had he said that than a soft laugh came from behind him.

Qin Mo's shoulders paused slightly, and the Qiankun Dharma Eye activated once more.

A woman in red emerged from the mist.

She had delicate features and carried a bronze soul lamp in her hand; she was none other than Ji Hongxiao.

A semi-transparent black soul followed behind her, its features gradually becoming clear, eventually transforming into Tang Mei's face.

Tang Mei's physical body had already died in the Cloud and Rain Palace.

What I see before me is merely a wisp of a soul.

"You portray yourself as very intelligent."

Tang Mei raised her soul shadow hand and gently tapped the soul lamp with her fingertip. "But you still ended up in my hands."

Qin Mo did not answer, his gaze passing over the two of them and landing on the other side.

Hua Meiniang, Cang Wuyue, and Luo Xiaoman are arriving from the mist.

All three of them exuded a corpse aura, and Hua Meiniang's shoulder wound began to bleed again.

Cang Wuyue gripped her longsword and took only a few steps before her footing wobbled.

The little blue-eared beast in Luo Xiaoman's arms let out a soft cry, its claws gripping her clothes tightly.

Ji Hongxiao tightened her five fingers.

Three black lines simultaneously appeared between the three women's eyebrows.

Hua Meiniang's expression changed, and she raised her hand to activate her spiritual power.

But just as the energy within her body gathered, it was swallowed up by a chilling power, and her entire arm drooped down.

Cang Wuyue bit her lip, and the tip of her sword slammed into the ground.

Her golden core was entangled by the soul gu, and her cultivation level dropped layer by layer.

Luo Xiaoman's knees buckled, and she knelt on the gravel, clutching the little green-eared beast, cold sweat beading on her forehead.

The Nine Yin Devouring Essence Technique.

Tang Mei, using the soul-devouring Gu within Ji Hongxiao's body, is consuming the vital energy of the three of them.

"Master, please don't come any closer!"

Hua Meiniang pressed her shoulders, her voice trembling.

Qin Mo stopped in his tracks.

Tang Mei looked at him, and a smile appeared on Hun Ying's face.

"Do you still recognize me? You destroyed my body back then, and today I'll make those around you pay with their lives."

Ji Hongxiao raised her hand and pressed it on Hua Meiniang's shoulder, and the Soul Gu gently wriggled within the black patterns.

Hua Meiniang's face paled even more, and her fingertips dug into the ground.

Qin Mo looked at Tang Mei: "What do you want me to do?"

"He destroyed his own dantian."

Tang Mei answered quickly, "First, destroy your own cultivation, then hand over all your treasures and storage rings."

Cang Wuyue raised her head and looked at Qin Mo.

She wanted to speak, but her throat was locked by the evil force, and she could only shake her head forcefully.

Tang Mei raised her other hand.

The soul-devouring Gu between Hua Meiniang's brows immediately tightened.

Her body trembled, and blood trickled from the corner of her mouth.

"You don't have to agree."

Tang Mei's voice was tinged with laughter, "I'll kill one first, then move on to the next."