"Even the Qin Zhongtian of more than twenty years ago could not even compare to such speed!" Zhao Qingcang looked at Old Slaughterer in admiration and praised him without concealing it at all.
Old Slaughterer was hidden in the shadows, and as long as he was willing, no one in the entire Great Yan City would be able to catch his aura.
He came from an ancient sect, and the blood debts he owed were like the hairs on a cow. Furthermore, he was a wanted felon from several large countries. Therefore, he had to always hide in the shadows.
However, this Great Yan City was simply too remote, the strongest warrior was only at the Heavenly Completion Stage, but in front of him, he was as weak as an ant.
It was just that the Old Slaughterer did not dare to be too flamboyant, or else he would not train this kind of extremely ordinary person to become his disciple and help him search for the remnants of the Demon Dragon Wasteland.
The Old Slaughterer came from a vast empire and had over a hundred subordinate countries like the Beichen Kingdom. They had seen how many geniuses there were, and for students like Zhao Qingcang who could only open one Heaven Stage Yuan Meridian, it could only be considered as a pass.
After all, the Great Yan City was too remote, their resources were exhausted, and their talent was poor. It was already considered bad luck to be able to meet Zhao Qingcang who was able to open up a Heaven Stage Yuan Meridian.
It wasn't that the Old Slaughterer hadn't thought of taking Xia Bingning and Han Mengchen, these two Heaven's Pride ladies whose talent was far higher than Zhao Qingcang's, as disciples, as disciples, but the two of them had powerful practitioners guarding them, and if they got any closer, they would be discovered.
Disciples were important, but the Old Slaughterer definitely did not want to be found out. The Old Slaughterer would attract the strongest warriors in the entire Empire to come and capture him.
"Hmph, he's just a mere Soul Realm cultivator, it's not worth being proud of!" Old Slaughterer snorted coldly as an extremely cold aura enveloped the entire villa.
Zhao Qingcang's entire body shivered from the cold, as though he had fallen into an ice cave.
"Disciple understands his mistake." Zhao Qingcang said in a trembling voice as he directly prostrated on the ground.
He originally thought that after breaking through to the Spirit Realm, his strength would be close to that of Old Slaughterer, but now, with just a slight release of the Old Slaughterer's might, he was instantly crushed and could only prostrate on the ground, not daring to move at all.
Old Slaughterer looked deeply at Zhao Qingcang, and suddenly felt someone approaching, and quickly withdrew his pressure and said: "Someone is coming."
Following the retreat of the Old Slaughterer's terrifying pressure, Zhao Qingcang's entire body was drenched in sweat as his elemental energy returned to normal.
"Qing Shao, it's me. Zhao Ming. "
Outside the villa, Zhao Ming called out softly.
After a while, Zhao Qingcang changed his clothes and sat in the courtyard waiting for Zhao Ming.
Zhao Ming walked in, but did not discover Huo Manyuan. Her expression was a little unnatural, but she did not dare to ask too much.
Zhao Qingcang had already returned to his normal complexion, his eyebrows were straight like swords, his eyes were bright like the stars, and he was extremely handsome.
"What about it?"
The moment Zhao Qingcang opened his mouth, his face immediately paled, and he shook his head: "The three Teng Yan brothers were suddenly poisoned, Qin Sheng jumped out to cure them, and because of the disaster, we obtained a drop of Mystical Mystical Mystical Earth Dragon Blood!"
Hearing this, Zhao Qingcang's face immediately turned ashen, and the terrifying spirit energy wrapped around his body immediately exploded forth, the sharp aura of the middle stage of the Soul Realm instantly enveloping Zhao Ming.
Although Zhao Ming had already reached the peak of the seventh meridian and was just a hair away from opening the eighth, there was still a huge gap between him and a Spirit Realm warrior. Furthermore, Zhao Qingcang was already an expert at the middle stage of the Spirit Realm.
Puff!
Zhao Ming was immediately crushed by the mountain-like pressure. He knelt on the ground, and the floor immediately ruptured. His throat was sweet as he spat out a mouthful of blood.