Chapter Eight: The Enemy Emerges, the Yang Brothers Battle

Ye Hongling was dumbfounded and couldn’t help but ask,
“Is your spiritual power truly limitless? First, you slew so many Firescale Lizards, then led me through that sword formation, and now you effortlessly wipe out all these Blackblood Bats?”
She found it hard to imagine that someone at the early stage of the Earth Spirit Realm could possess such overwhelming spiritual energy.
Huo Qing smiled faintly and said,
“My Qi reservoir is somewhat special; it allows me to achieve these feats.”
Ye Hongling suddenly understood.
An early Earth Spirit Realm cultivator with such a vast Qi reservoir—could it be the rare Five-Pattern Qi Reservoir?
Suddenly, the ground trembled, and dozens of stone platforms of varying sizes rose from beneath the earth.
On the stone platforms, numerous glowing orbs flickered faintly, their fluctuating energies of differing strengths continuously seeping out.
“Sword Dao inheritance!”
A joyful expression appeared on Ye Hongling’s face as she moved forward to seize one, but Huo Qing’s expression shifted slightly.
“Wait!”
Whoosh!
In an instant, several slender black needles sliced through the air, whistling sharply as they pierced the space right before Ye Hongling.
“Who’s there?”
Huo Qing’s brow furrowed sharply, his keen eyes scanning the surroundings.
Rustle…
Faint footsteps sounded as two middle-aged men—one tall, one short—emerged.
“Hahaha, I never expected to find such a relic here. You two really are the lucky stars of the Yang family brothers…”
The tall man licked his lips greedily, his eyes fixed covetously on the shimmering light orbs.
Beside him, the plump man leered lecherously at Ye Hongling, his gaze brimming with unrestrained lust.
“Hehe, big brother, this little beauty looks good. How about I take her?”
The tall man’s forehead veins bulged as he kicked the plump man hard, scolding,
“You idiot! If you put as much effort into cultivation as you do chasing women, you’d have broken through to the Heaven Spirit Realm by now!”
Ye Hongling’s delicate face instantly darkened with frost at the plump man’s vile words.
The tall man glanced coldly at Huo Qing and Ye Hongling, sneering menacingly,
“Since you’ve come, we might as well get rid of these two obstacles first. I don’t expect any trouble from you little shrimp, but better safe than sorry.”
“Fatso, one each—don’t waste time, finish them quickly!”
With that, he surged forward toward Huo Qing.
Huo Qing’s expression was icy as spiritual power surged through him; he formed a fist seal and struck with great force.
Boom!
Their fists collided, sending a fierce shockwave rippling outward. Huo Qing’s footing faltered and he staggered back several steps, his internal Qi and blood churning turbulently.
“He’s mid-stage Heaven Spirit Realm.”
To deliver a blow that forced me back, he must be at least this level.
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