Although there was no life in his body, he looked alive. His face was ruddy, as if he would wake up at any time.
The space three feet around him seemed to be slightly distorted, as if there was some invisible force field.
In front of the black-haired man, there was a long, white jade box on the stone platform. It had already been opened, and its contents were gone.
Behind the purple pool, there was a passage filled with grayish-white fog. No one knew where it led to.
"This person must have been an extremely powerful martial artist when he was alive!"
Jiang Ming stared at the black-haired man and was shocked. Although the black-haired man had lost his vitality, Jiang Ming could feel the blood Qi from his body. It was like a calm ocean. Even after many years, his blood Qi still did not dissipate. It was as if he would come back to life at any time.
"Is he one of those martial saints?"
Jiang Ming immediately shook his head. What an absurd thought.
The twisted force field around the corpse was probably caused by the residual martial arts conception after death that was out of control and spilled out.
However, if he was really a martial saint, the scope of his martial arts conception after his death would probably be far more than this. If he was a martial saint, none of these weaklings from the Qi Refinement Realm would even be able to come near him!
"However, even if he wasn't a martial saint, this person must have been a terrifying powerhouse when he was alive. After so many years, his body didn't rot at all. At the very least, he would have far surpassed a Golden Core Realm cultivator when he was alive. Perhaps he might even be comparable to those rumored almighty immortal cultivators. It seems that the end of the road of martial arts is indeed very far!"
Jiang Ming was a little excited. The three groups of people in the cave also noticed him.
"How did you get in? What about He Hong? Why didn't he stop you?"
The leader of the group with the most people, a gentle-looking young man in a dark green robe, frowned and snapped at him.
"He Hong?" Jiang Ming thought for a while and looked at his clothes. They looked familiar. He suddenly remembered the brawny man he killed early. His clothes were similar to this young man's. During the battle, he seemed to have been blocking the entrance of this passage. It seemed that he was on guard. No wonder he was so weak.
Jiang Ming smiled gently and said casually, "Are you talking about that big idiot who used a long saber and acted all snobby? He wanted to kill me. However, I killed him with one strike. Is he your comrade? He was weak. To be honest, I really didn't want to kill him. However, he couldn't even block a single strike. How can you blame me?"
Since he had already come this far, there was no point in acting weak. Only by displaying his true strength could he make these people look at him as an equal.
"You killed He Hong…?" The young man was stunned for a moment before his expression turned extremely cold. "Which sect are you a disciple of? I'd like to see when such a bold person appeared in the Feather Kingdom."
The few people who stood with the young man also looked at Jiang Ming coldly. It was as if they were looking at a dead man.
However, there was not much killing intent in the eyes of the others. They were just looking at the young man who had barged in with interest.
All the major forces in the immortal cultivation world had an unspoken agreement. Casualties among geniuses of the same level were allowed. The forces behind them would not send higher-level experts to seek revenge.
However, there were rules. The disciples of the three grotto-heavens and six blessed lands had grudges against each other. However, almost no one from the other sects dared kill the disciples of the nine superpowers in public.
They were also curious about where this bold young man came from.
"Could he be from outside of the Feather Kingdom?"
"Nope! I'm an individual cultivator, Yan Chixia!" Jiang Ming glanced at the young man and said with a faint smile, " If someone wants to kill me, I will kill him first. If you want revenge, I will kill you all. Think carefully now."
The young man's face was gloomy, and the killing intent in his eyes was almost blinding. However, he did not attack immediately. It was as if he was afraid of the other two parties. Although they seemed to have the upper hand, no one could guarantee what would happen if they really fought.
"It's boring!" Jiang Ming was waiting for the young man to make a move. However, he did not expect him to be so dispirited. He suddenly felt bored.
Then, he also sized up the three parties.
This young man was already at the ninth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. There were also eight or nine people on his side. All of them looked extremely young. However, the weakest among them was at the eighth level of the Qi Refinement Realm. When they stood together, their spiritual energy surged like raging flames. They were the most powerful party among the three parties.
Jiang Ming looked at the clothes the first group wore. There were two different designs. He could roughly guess who they were!
They were disciples from the Cangming Grotto-Heaven, the Spirit Silkworm Mountain!
On the other side, there were only five or six people with a range of cultivation levels. There were two mid-stage Qi Refinement Realm cultivators among them, and they did not seem to be wearing uniforms of any kind.
