Chapter 114: Resurrection

Boom!

The door to the secret room collapsed, hitting the floor.

Qin Jue took a sip of wine and stepped into the secret room.

hum!

As if some kind of formation was activated, a dazzling light suddenly lit up around Qin Jue.

crackle!

These rays of light contained an extremely terrifying destructive force, which even the strongest in the Supreme Realm could hardly bear. However, Qin Jue just squinted his eyes and didn't even break his clothes.

"People are dead, and there are so many fancy things."

Cursing his lips, a more dazzling golden light burst out from Qin Jue's body, instantly destroying the formation.

Different from the long bookshelves outside, the exercises in the secret room are all placed in the jade grid alone, and there are many high-level spiritual tools and elixirs.

Before his death, Emperor Ling sacrificed a spiritual weapon, but it was a pity that it only persisted for a few tens of seconds under the indiscriminate bombardment of the Golden Gatling before it was torn to pieces.

Strictly speaking, the Golden Gatling should have reached the level of a holy weapon, and its power would be multiplied several times in Qin Jue's hands, otherwise it would be impossible to kill Lingdi.

""Sky Phenomena Suppressing Prison Force", this one looks pretty good."

"Legendary spiritual weapon, Xuanzhong ruler."

""Original Space", what kind of exercise is this?"

"..."

Qin Jue took a closer look. The Spirit Race is indeed one of the Twelve Saint Races. Although they only came to the Lingyang Realm thousands of years ago, they have a profound heritage.

There are all kinds of exercises, and all the spiritual weapons are above the supreme level, there are hundreds of them.

In contrast, the previous Promise Secret Realm was no different from a garbage dump.

The only pity is that Qin Jue didn't see the exercises about incarnation, so it seems that he can only go to the Eight Great Holy Lands.

Thinking of this, Qin Jue waved his hand and directly put everything into the storage ring. Anyway, now that the Spirit Race has disappeared, so many spiritual artifacts might as well be brought back to Xuanyi Mountain.

Originally, Qin Jue just wanted to travel to the Holy Land of Zhongzhou. Who would have thought that such an astonishing secret would be involved. If Qin Jue hadn’t discovered it by chance, the Shura Realm might be overwhelmed by the army in ten days, and based on the Spirit Race, it would cause a devastating blow to the Holy Land of Zhongzhou .

And once the Zhongzhou Holy Land falls, the remaining four realms are just lambs waiting to be slaughtered, and a few holy realms or holy kings can be sent to sweep them away.

After doing this, Qin Jue searched other places in the Spirit Race again. In the past, he didn't have the habit of killing people and licking boxes, but this time he changed his mind.

Unexpectedly, the Spirit Race has an unusually large wine cellar, which not only stores a lot of Breitling wine, but also a lot of Millennium Spirit wine.

For Qin Jue, this is undoubtedly the biggest harvest.

Next, Qin Jue rummaged through every corner of the Lingzu until he was sure that there was nothing good left, and then he punched all the buildings flat, leaving only a huge gully.

...

"Why hasn't Master come out yet?"

Yun Xi was lying in Su Yan's hands, her hair was swaying constantly, her face full of worry.

"Don't worry, senior will be fine."

Su Yan opened his mouth to comfort him, which can be regarded as comforting himself.

The two of them waited here for a long time, but they still didn't see Qin Jue coming out, so they inevitably felt a little nervous.

Especially before, I could see the golden light inside and the fluctuation of spiritual power, but now it is so calm, I am afraid that anyone can't help but think wildly.

At this moment, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him, flying towards this direction. Besides Qin Jue, who else could it be?

"Master!"

"senior!"

Yun Xi happily jumped out of Su Yan's hand, and wanted to throw herself into Qin Jue's arms, but soon she found that she couldn't fly yet. Fortunately, Su Yan reacted quickly and quickly caught her.

Qin Jue passed through the barrier, came to the two of them, and said calmly, "Okay, let's go."

"Ah, what about the Spirit Race?"

Su Yan asked subconsciously.

"Spirits? There are no more Spirits in this world."

Qin Jue shrugged.

Who would have thought that the Spirit Race, one of the Twelve Saint Races, would be invaders from another world?

The reason why the outer barrier was not destroyed was because Qin Jue did not want to let the outside world know that the Spirit Race had been destroyed. Otherwise, it would definitely cause shocks in Zhongzhou, and even cause other Saint Races to fight for resources.

Qin Jue didn't want to see this kind of scene, at least during the time he was traveling.

The spirit race has always been weird. As long as this barrier is not broken, no one will dare to test it easily. By the time the other saint race sensed something was wrong, Qin Jue had already left the Zhongzhou Holy Land.

"..."

Hearing this, Su Yan opened his mouth, speechless.

It was only at this moment that she really realized how powerful Qin Jue was.

That is the Spirit Race, one of the Twelve Saint Races!

just this?

"Let's go back to Darkmoon City first."

Qin Jue did not explain, and directly used teleportation magical powers, leading Su Yan and Yun Xi back to Dark Moon City.

Now that Yan Xiu's soul has been rescued, the next step is to find a way to revive him.

After all, Qin Jue was only trying to save Yan Xiu at first.

"Just put it in his mouth, right?"

Qin Jue frowned.

"No, that would easily lead to the loss of soul and become an idiot." Su Yan reminded.

"Uh... what should I do then."

Qin Jue was helpless, he had never encountered a similar situation.

"It should be possible to slowly fuse with spiritual power." Su Yan pondered for a moment, then said.

"That's it."

Qin Jue nodded, found a relatively secluded place, took out Yan Xiu's soul and body, stimulated his spiritual power, and began to fuse the two.

Since it was the first time, Qin Jue seemed a little cautious. Fortunately, it had been less than a day since Yan Xiu's original soul left his body. Although he was slightly weak, under the nourishment of Qin Jue's spiritual power, he quickly recovered.

hum.

A faint golden light enveloped Yan Xiu, turned into infinite spiritual power and poured into the original soul and body. After an unknown amount of time, with a soft sound, the fusion was finally successful!

When Yan Xiu opened his eyes, the golden light had dissipated, he blinked blankly, with an expression of who am I and where am I.

"Strange, am I not dead?"

Yan Xiu pinched his thigh, grinning in pain.

"Am I not dead?"

Yan Xiu was a little dazed, he clearly remembered that he seemed to be sucked away by something, and then lost consciousness, could it be that he was dreaming?

"Huh? Is this... spirit wine?"

Yan Xiu suddenly saw a jug of spiritual wine in front of him, at least sixty years old!

"No, this is not my pot of spiritual wine."

Yan Xiu instantly recognized that although his spirit wine was sixty years old, it was far from being able to compare with this pot. Suddenly, Yan Xiu thought of Qin Jue.

"Did he save me?"

"..."

Above Dark Moon City, Qin Jue breathed a sigh of relief: "Let's go."

In order to save a low-level martial artist in a small town on the edge of the city, and finally wipe out a saint clan, if this matter is known to outsiders, I am afraid that it will shock everyone's eyes, right?