Chapter 356: The Sect Master is Back

A flash of light flickered. It seemed like a long time had passed, yet also just an instant. Qin Ming only felt the entire space around him become clear. He 'saw' the smug smile at the corner of the Black-Clothed Martial King's mouth and the long sword thrusting fiercely toward him.

Without any hesitation, following the direction in his mind, Qin Ming struggled to avoid his vital points and adjusted the direction of his fist.

"Boom, slash!" A loud bang and a crisp sound rang out. Qin Ming's fist struck the Man in Black's chest. Just as Qin Ming had expected, his fist passed right through the body.

Meanwhile, the Man in Black's long sword also pierced Qin Ming's chest, causing him to cough up a mouthful of blood.

"How is this possible?" The Black-Clothed Martial King looked at the fist in his chest and then at Qin Ming's tightly closed eyes. "How could you possibly see?"

It turned out that the Black-Clothed Martial King had guessed Qin Ming would launch a desperate attack and had tried his best to adjust his position, hoping to make Qin Ming's attack miss.

To this end, he disregarded his shoulder injury and twisted his entire shoulder for this killing blow. He hadn't expected that Qin Ming would also change his attack position along with his movement.

Moreover, his long sword clearly hadn't struck Qin Ming's heart, failing to achieve a one-hit kill.

"Do you think my long sword is that simple? My long sword is…" The Black-Clothed Martial King forced himself to stay upright. "My long sword contains deadly poison; you are surely dead."

"Demon God, the supreme Demon God…" The Man in Black called out twice, his head slumped to the side, and he died.

"Cough, cough…" Qin Ming slumped to the ground, looking at the long sword in his chest with a bitter smile on his face.

"Ah!"

Enduring the intense pain, Qin Ming abruptly pulled out the long sword, circulated his Spiritual Qi to stop the gushing blood, and then took out a jade bottle. He poured out a Medicinal Pill, swallowed it, and began to heal on the spot… Three days later, the entire Huayu Sect was filled with worry.

It had already been three days, and the Sect Master still hadn't returned.

Jue Wuya had gone to search more than once, but how could he possibly match the speed of a Martial King? Both Qin Ming and the Black-Clothed Martial King had vanished. No matter how he searched, Jue Wuya couldn't find them.

Although worried about the safety of the Disciples, Jue Wuya had already issued an order forbidding them from searching. However, these Disciples were so worried about the Sect Master's safety that they had gone out to search more than once; they simply couldn't be stopped.

Especially Yang Shu, who had been outside for three days and hadn't returned at all.

"Qin Ming, if something has happened to you, I will definitely help you protect the Qin Family well and let them peacefully remain the overlords of Chenyang City." Jue Wuya stroked his long sword and made a silent vow in his heart.

Jue Wuya knew how powerful a Martial King was. If he were to fight a Martial King, Jue Wuya knew he certainly wouldn't last more than three moves.

After all, Qin Ming had only become a Martial King because of his Divine Rank talent, and he was a newly ascended Martial King. Jue Wuya was worried that Qin Ming wouldn't be able to adapt to a Martial King's abilities or combat style.

"The Sect Master is back. The Sect Master is back!" several Disciples shouted loudly. The entire Huayu Sect instantly became like ice water poured into a pan of boiling oil, erupting in deafening cheers.

The cheers rose one after another, wave upon wave.

A young man strode forward, surrounded by the crowd, walking toward Jue Wuya.

"Qin Ming." Jue Wuya smiled and gave Qin Ming a playful punch. "What took you so long to get back?"

"I couldn't help it. That Black-Clothed Martial King had too many belongings; it took me a long time to sort through them all," Qin Ming shrugged and said helplessly.

"Haha…" Jue Wuya naturally knew Qin Ming was joking. No matter how many belongings the Black-Clothed Martial King had, Qin Ming could get a general idea with just a glance. With Qin Ming's discerning eye, he would only care about precious treasures; why would he bother to carefully count ordinary wealth?

Qin Ming's gaze swept across the group of excited Disciples, each of whom stood tall and looked at him.

"Not bad, your performance this time was very good. However, this is far from enough. You've also witnessed Elder Jue's strength today and should have a general understanding of the power of a Martial Spirit.

You still need to work hard to advance to the level of Martial Spirit. Do not slack off, for many challenges still await us in the future."

"Yes! Sect Master," everyone replied in unison, their eyes filled with smiles.