4858: C4858 A Divine Beast

C4858 A Divine Beast

It was a debt Hesong owed, and he couldn't pay it back.0

Liang Er didn't comfort Yin Hesong, but teased, "Yin Hesong, if you don't come out soon, I'll bring Qin Ming in."

Being teased by his old friend, Yin Hesong smiled, and quickly adjusted his condition and recovered.

President Yin Hesong had seen great storms and waves. He was temporarily trapped by love, but he didn't collapse because of it.

At this moment, a bald man with an ugly appearance walked out from the tower. However, no Martial Cultivator dared to look down on the bald man in front of them because his martial arts realm had shockingly reached the Divine Beast Realm!

A Divine Beast Realm powerhouse!

Qin Ming stared at him, feeling his mountain-like aura. He instantly felt that he was extremely tiny.

Qin Ming's senses were very sharp. He could feel it. If his opponent wanted to attack him, he only needed one strike. He would die without a burial ground, even if he used all of his trump cards. He wouldn't be able to hold on for even half a breath's time.

After the bald Martial Cultivator came out, all the Martial Cultivator present bowed slightly.

The bald-headed Divine Beast Realm powerhouse's gaze swept across all the Martial Cultivator present. The aura on his body was suddenly released.

Immediately, Qin Ming felt an aura that could topple mountains and overturn seas pressing down on him. He had an impulse to kneel down.

If it was said that the other party had concealed his aura just now, Qin Ming could only take the initiative to sense it. But now, the other party was like a ferocious tiger that had opened its claws and teeth, filled with violent killing intent.

"Don't kill me, don't kill me!" Some Martial Cultivator could not stand this aura, and knelt down on the ground, screaming in fear.

Some Martial Cultivator collapsed onto the ground, their eyes lifeless.

However, although most of the Martial Cultivator's forehead was covered in sweat and it was very tiring, they still tried their best to resist the aura of a Divine Beast Realm powerhouse.

The bald Martial Cultivator did not release the aura of a powerhouse from his body. Instead, he withdrew his aura. He faintly glanced at the Martial Cultivator that were still persisting and said, "Your talent has passed. Next, it will be up to you to deal with the Profound Pill Pavilion. Would you like to make an outstanding contribution?"

"As for these people, you will be eliminated. Leave on your own!"

He did not take a glance at the limp Martial Cultivator on the ground. Instead, he gave Qin Ming a heavy look. He laughed softly and said, "I did not expect that there would be an interesting little guy this time. With your talent, if you want to join the Profound Pill Pavilion, you should be accepted as a personal disciple by those old fellows."

This person... The Divine Beast Realm expert's words weren't directed at Qin Ming. After he finished speaking, he left.

After the bald Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator left, all the Martial Cultivator present let out a deep breath. They felt as if a huge mountain that was pressing down on them had left their bodies, making them feel much more relaxed.

If a Divine Beast Realm expert didn't make a move, even if they stood there, it would still give everyone a tremendous pressure.

Of course, that Divine Beast Realm powerhouse only came to probe the young Martial Cultivator present. He did not release all of his aura.

The Sacred Beast Realm Martial Cultivator of the older generation present could easily withstand the aura pressure of a Divine Beast Realm powerhouse.

Apart from the older generation's Saint Beast Realm expert, there was only one Martial Cultivator that could raise its head. Even under the pressure of the aura, it could face a Divine Beast Realm expert head-on.

That was Qin Ming.

"What a waste. If I had known earlier, I would have brought your brother here. It's a disgrace to me!" An old man pulled the young Martial Cultivator, which was lying limply on the ground, and left the place in shame.

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