Longevity: Start Farming with Entries-Chapter 481 - 408: Blood Sacrifice (Part 2)

This made Qin Ming immediately breathe a sigh of relief.

By now, beneath the Jintian Trading Company, there were already many cultivators lined up in a long queue, starting to verify their identities and board the ship one by one.

The port where the Dharma Ship was docked was not only heavily guarded by cultivators from the Guardian Dao Alliance, but also patrolled by cultivators from the Jintian Trading Company, making it extremely strict.

Qin Ming, disguised as the Shopkeeper Lu, queued up at the back of the crowd, waiting to board the ship.

Half a day later.

After thousands of cultivators had boarded, it was finally his turn.

Qin Ming handed his pass token to the guard responsible for the inspection.

He passed through the detection array and the token check, and the guard captain returned the token to Qin Ming, preparing to let him board the ship.

But just at this moment.

A peculiar voice echoed.

"Hold on!"

"Oh! Isn’t this the Shopkeeper Lu from Mirror Snow Pavilion?"

"Doesn’t your Mirror Snow Pavilion have its own merchant ship? Why use our pavilion’s?"

The familiar face from the Su Family, Luh Huayuan, looked at Qin Ming with a mocking expression.

Qin Ming cursed his luck bitterly in his heart, never expecting to run into this person here again.

If not for the sake of concealing his identity, he would have taken this person down on the spot and used him as fertilizer for the Thunder Element Demon Jujube.

Luh Huayuan, although intimidated by Hua Tianxiong, didn’t take such a small external force seriously.

"You think you can board the ship just like that? Even with a pass token signed by the Guardian Dao Alliance, so what?"

"This merchant ship listens to me. I suspect your motives are impure and that you’re here to spy on business secrets, so you’re not allowed to board."

Luh Huayuan looked sinisterly at Qin Ming with a smile, as if reclaiming the face he lost at the Su Family.

Qin Ming’s gaze turned cold as he prepared to cast an illusion technique on him.

Suddenly!

Whoosh!

A drastic change occurred in his expression! His powerful divine thought had already sensed something was wrong.

A huge black shadow swept across the sky above, causing the space to tremble violently. From the twisted air, a man in black feathered robes emerged, standing in the void.

An oppressive and chilling demon thought swept unrestrainedly, its powerful spiritual pressure shocking all the cultivators in the Spirit Ruins Market into a daze, as if falling into an ice cellar.

The man in the black feathers held a blood sail in his hand, full of evil qi, evidently having just killed many people.

"So many ant’s blood meals! Let’s take you as sacrifices."

With a casual slap, the color of the sky and earth changed, the clouds and winds in the sky swirled, blowing countless black gales toward the market!

On the merchant ship, Luh Huayuan, who had just been arrogantly presuming authority over Qin Ming, was touched by the black wind and instantly exploded into a mist of blood.

The casual attack from the black feathered man turned rivers of blood and caused countless deaths and injuries, even the Golden Core cultivators in the market had no power to resist.

In an instant, the entire market turned into a human purgatory, with the flesh and life souls of countless cultivators transforming into strands of blood silk absorbed into the blood sail in the black feathered man’s hand.

"Ahhh! Help! It’s a Nascent Soul Old Demon!"

"Run for your lives!"

Qin Ming’s gaze suddenly contracted, recognizing in an instant the person committing mass slaughter before him.

"Great Black Heaven Demon Saint!"

He had indeed had a drink with this person back in the Five Elements Mountain Market...

How could those low-tier cultivators escape the grasp of the Great Black Heaven Demon Saint?

Even though there were countless escape lights attempting to flee, under his immense demon thought’s coverage, not even a fly could get out.

With one sweep of demon thought, the cultivators below couldn’t even scream before turning into clouds of blood.

At this moment, Qin Ming deeply understood what it meant to be an ant beneath the Nascent Soul stage...

The Great Black Heaven Demon Saint’s entire body surged with demon qi, sweeping towards the thousand-zhang long merchant ship in mid-air.

Boom!

The ’Celestial Wave’ merchant ship of the Jintian Trading Company, as if grabbed by an invisible hand, the next moment, it turned to dust in the air.

The cultivators who had already boarded died instantly, their bodies and souls consumed and transformed into strands of life essence by Great Black Heaven’s merciless reaping.

The cultivators within the market fell like harvested wheat, row after row.

Seeing this, Qin Ming no longer concealed his cultivation and, without saying a word, transformed into a cyan rainbow, fleeing into the distance. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

He didn’t know if Great Black Heaven’s blood sacrificial ritual on the market had other accomplices coming.

Should another Nascent Soul level Old Demon appear, even with Qin Ming’s cultivation, escape would become difficult.

Swoosh!

Qin Ming instantly activated his glazed treasure robe, covering his entire body.

The black gales blowing against him didn’t cause much of a stir.

"Hmm?"

"There’s an ant who can withstand an attack from me."

In the sky, the Great Black Heaven Demon Saint’s emerald green pupils narrowed as he directed his demon thought toward Qin Ming’s location.

Immediately, a strange expression appeared on his face:

"Interesting, it turns out to be an old acquaintance..."

"Fellow Daoist Lu, don’t rush off, I still owe you a drink, keh keh keh..."

"Golden Core Perfection... you even managed to fool me before, let me dissect your head and see what secret you hold."

The Great Black Heaven let out a sinister, sardonic laugh, having already stored most of the life within the Spirit Ruins Market into his blood sail.

He then vanished in a flurry, as the spiritual qi around him stirred, wrapping him up and disappearing instantly, giving chase to Qin Ming.

...

In the blink of an eye.

Qin Ming didn’t run toward the direction of the Five Elements Mountain Market; under the hand of a Tier Four Demon Saint, no matter how many cultivators came, they were dead.

He turned directions, desperately fleeing toward the Beast Roar Mountain Range, directly in the direction of the Fox Race Sacred Land at Muxia Mountain.