Chapter 83 Primordial Spirit.

Five hours later, Bai Ming calmly strode out of the underground cave with hands behind his back, his cold gaze piercing into the faraway mountains, surveying the land.

In the past five hours, Bai Ming forked out his precious time recovering his soul force to optimum condition, then he also captured three more tier-5 Demonic beasts and firmly instructed them to guard the formation with their very lives.

Furthermore, he promised the two-spirit realm cultivators guarding the formation that after leaving the mystic realm he would grant them these four-tier-5 demonic beasts, of course, these words were only meant to further augment their morale and devotion to their responsibilities.

Bai Ming's fearsome strength was already etched deep in their hearts but after Bai Ming embraced the mask of benevolence, it only helped further elevate his image in their inner hearts.

The only reason anyone would enter this precarious place, by putting their lives in jeopardy was to earn befitting benefits. Benefits were fuels for cultivators that drove them to forge ahead and brave through the dangers of the world, without enticing benefits there was no inner fuel and the absence of inner fuel inevitably leads to eternal stagnation.

With these measures set in place, the safety of the transfer array was enhanced by a huge margin. Only then did Bai Ming finally feel it was somewhat safe to traverse the next 100,000 miles.

But he wasn't done just yet, Bai Ming turned to the entrance of the cave quickly setting up a tier-4 illusion array along with a bunch of defensive and offensive restrictions, he took absolutely no chances.

'Now I have done everything I can to safeguard this coordinate, if this is still insufficient then I can only blame my bad luck.' Bai Ming spoke internally before he twisted his body and began speeding toward the core area of the mystic realm.

An hour quickly passed, and outside the underground cave entrance, three middle-aged male figures abruptly emerged.

"What should we do? That person is definitely hiding some divine treasure in this place. Why else would he place so many formations here? And those demonic beasts he captured earlier are more likely to safeguard the divine treasures inside." The man standing on the left immediately expressed his inner thoughts.

The man on the right took a few steps forward as he carefully studied the formation, after a long while he spoke in a deep voice, "These formations are not so simple, they are just tier-4 formations, but their mechanics are incredibly profound. Dismembering anyone of them without triggering the other is above my abilities."

"What, even you cannot break it down with your great master realm attainment? This is not something that occurs very often, but..this only goes to show that, this person has an exceptionally lofty status and something he is safeguarding must undoubtedly be divine." The man on the left spoke again, boundless greed had conquered his heart.

"Then what do you suppose we do next, use brute force?" The man in the center finally spoke as soaring battle intent shone in his eyes.

"Not yet, the formations here are set up in such a way that once we use brute force to destroy any one of these formations, the thirteen offensive formations set up will still get triggered and target the attacker at the same time sending out a barrage of deadly attacks. Even though we can handle it, it will still take out a lot from us and we will also need to worry about the traps placed inside and not to mention those ferocious demonic beasts inside, by then it will be too much for us to handle." The person inspecting the formation stroked his beard and informed in a deep voice.

"Then what do you reckon we do next? I'm telling you right now, there's no way I am giving up on this juicy piece of meat. Eldest brother what do you think?" the man on the left spoke in an unwavering tone before turning to the man in the middle.

"Calm down, even I don't want to give up on it. But let's hear what the third brother has to say, then we will decide." The man referred to as the eldest spoke while stepping closer to the formation.

"Hmph, second brother I have told you a hundred times already, that you need to get that greed of yours under control." The man inspecting the formations rebuked in a cold tone.

He snorted in anger before continuing, "Entering, the cave as of now is unwise. I have a better idea, let's bring some more people with us and then invade this place, it will be much safer. Then even if that monstrous brat appears we can use them as bait and retreat safely. And if with heaven's blessing, everything goes perfectly and we acquire the treasure, we will use our three-man formation to kill off those so-called partners we bring and keep the treasures for ourselves."

The other two heard this and pondered for a short while before simultaneously nodding their heads in approval.

.....

Time flew by rather quickly. In the blink of an eye, seven days passed.

Flames raged on the battlefield, and dozens of hundred-meter-wide craters could be seen everywhere.

Bai Ming made a quick hand sign and a mass of horrifying purple flames materialized on his sword as he fluttered his wings and proceeded toward the diamond-shelled tortoise.

At that exact moment, six large hands that emitted white light appeared. Swirls of light appeared around the hands and all of the flames surrounding them scattered.

One of the giant hands grabbed hold of the neck of the diamond-shelled tortoise. The other five hands swooped down and firmly held the beast's enormous four limbs and the snake-like tale.

The diamond-shelled tortoise couldn't breathe because of the tight grip on its neck, it started to struggle fiercely but no matter how hard it struggled, it couldn't break free.

Its futile struggle didn't last long, in the blink of an eye, Bai Ming appeared on top of its head. His eyes flickered with killing intent as he ruthlessly impaled his sword into the Diamond-shelled tortoise's skull.

The demon beast howled in misery as the sword uncaringly penetrated its boulder-like skull and brought a fiery compatriot along with it, the mighty flames immediately began to wreak havoc inside the beast's skull. And within a breath's time, its lump of a brain was completely cooked into a fine delicacy.

"How nice of you to sacrifice yourself," Bai Ming unsympathetically mocked before retrieving his sword, he wiped the blood off his sword and sheathed it.

'It's quite durable, it could take on the bombardment of my enhanced fireballs without suffering in the least, quite commendable.' Bai Ming praised in his heart as he slightly knocked on the demon beast's giant silver-colored shell.

Bai Ming placed the corpse on the ground before ordering the giant phantom hands to rip off the formidable sliver shell from the tortoise's back. Bai Ming quickly stored it before proceeding to dig out the beast's core, he swiftly refined it with his divine sense and then placed it in his bag of holding.

Bai Ming then retrieved a qi-returning pill from his pouch and swallowed it, he placed a bunch of formations before starting to undergo recuperation.

As for the demonic beast's carcass, it didn't hold much value in Bai Ming's eyes. And placing them in his bag of holding would eat too much of the space inside, for the past seven days Bai Ming has already hunted nearly two hundred plus demonic beasts, all of them were in the tier-5 range but he only stored two or three beast corpses, which he planned to sooner or later dispose of.

Only beast cores were of value to him, at times he would also encounter mutated or extinct demonic beasts like the diamond-shelled tortoise, which would carry something that interested him. And whatever interested Bai Ming in the slightest, he snatched it.

After a few minutes of recuperation, Bai Ming got up and retrieved all the formations before taking out the teleportation formation.

Bai Ming looked at the formation with unsure eyes, taking a deep breath he placed down the formation.

The formation base quickly expanded to its limits and Bai Ming skilfully injected his divine sense into it, after a few short breaths the formation still showed no reaction.

"The 43rd failure..." Bai Ming gave a short laugh but his expression remained cold, as he quickly made a hand sign.

A gigantic hand Phantom materialized and under his manipulation, it started digging a hole in the ground until a thousand-feet-deep pit was formed. Bai Ming was constantly scanning with his divine sense, without taking another look he directly tossed the transfer array inside the formation. But unlike before Bai Ming didn't spare any extra formations or demon beasts for its protection.

In the past seven days, Bai Ming had already traversed more than a few hundred thousand miles. And after every ten thousand miles Bai Ming placed transfer arrays, but the number of times they proved useful was absolutely zero.

All of the transfer arrays he placed would sooner or later prove to be worthless, he even captured a few human cultivators to safeguard these formations but it still proved to be fruitless.

Nonetheless, they were not completely vain. At the very least Bai Ming was now a hundred percent sure that he had been cursed with shitty luck. The number of times he knocked on the door of death in these seven days was at least dozens of times higher than the number of times he took a piss.

But fortunately, even then he wasn't in a completely hopeless situation. Of course, they were extremely difficult times but still manageable to a certain degree. Still, if he was any weaker, then without a shred of doubt he would have surely fallen into the abyss of death.

Bai Ming quickly realized that even if an individual's luck is dogshit it isn't always the end, as long as one possessed adequate strength, nothing can faze them and one might even be able to reap benefits from it.

'A futile precaution but it's still better than doing absolutely nothing, even though it has been proven to be 43 bitter disappointments, but if there is an ounce of possibility that it may save my life, I will do it without any complaints. At least then, if I were to die, I would have tried my best. I can die without regrets, only death without regrets is a death worthy of me.' Bai Ming uttered in his heart of hearts.

After pondering for a short while Bai Ming still placed one single defensive formation, even though Bai Ming had priorly created 6-7 hundred formations, more than half of them were already used up and the others couldn't be used needlessly. Because he would need them in the future when entering the core region of the mystic realm.

Next, he quickly filled the deep cavity on the ground before darting forward like a bolt of lightning.

Not long after, Bai Ming's feet came to an abrupt stop as he felt numerous auras from a distance. He spread out his divine sense to the very limit and noticed a group of 6-7 hundred spirit realm cultivators slowly closing in.

The scene of hundreds of cultivators on their flying swords startled Bai Ming for a moment, but he recovered almost right away and charged toward the horde of cultivators with a hint of excitement in his heart.

Various flying swords and magic treasures shined in the sky like fireworks that were too chaotic to keep track of. This scene was something Bai Ming will never forget. After all, this scene was something that only appeared in large-scale battles.

Bai Ming carefully looked at the cultivators who were fighting among themselves, their expressions were vicious and extreme greed could be perceived hidden within their bloodthirsty eyes.

Bai Ming's unfeeling gaze quickly shifted from the horde of ravenous cultivators and settled on the tiny figure that was desperately trying to flee from the clutches of these hungry cultivators.

Bai Ming's indifferent eyes immediately narrowed as he stared fixedly at the tiny figure, and a flame instantly ignited in his cold heart.

The tiny figure was about the size of a grown-up's fist, her build was as if she was carved from smooth jade. she was wearing greenish-blue clothes wrapped around her breasts and waist, and her delicate little arms and legs were tender white. She fluttered her pair of transparent wings as strenuously tried to escape, her small cheeks puffing in anger.

'Primordial spirit!' Bai Ming exclaimed in his heart, his cold expression turned extremely heated. He licked his dry lips as unmatched greed flared in his heart and a burning desire to capture this little fairy was awakened.