Daxia Dynasty

"No, the danger you pose is too great. Regardless of whether you are Green Cliff Elder or not, you must die. The continent cannot have a Martial Saint." Killing intent appeared in the Sixth Prince's eyes. He was ninety percent confident that he could seize the position of Supreme.

He did not want to stand below an even higher existence, an existence that could never be surpassed, after working so hard to seize the position of Supreme… Inside a cave, an old man with white hair and a white beard lay on the ground with his eyes slightly closed. His clothes were tattered, and the Spiritual Qi around his body fluctuated violently.

Suddenly, the old man's eyes snapped open, filled with boundless hatred.

"Qin Ming, I will tear you into ten thousand pieces."

At the Huayu Sect headquarters, Qin Ming sat in a chair, listening to a Disciple's report.

"Is there one body of a Martial Venerable of the Pill Alliance that hasn't been found?" Qin Ming lowered his head in thought and said, "Forget it, if it can't be found, there's nothing we can do. Send out this task; besides the body, keep an eye out for any survivors as well."

"Does the Sect Master mean… he's not dead?" The Huayu Sect Disciple's eyes widened as he asked.

Qin Ming nodded. "We can't rule out that possibility."

"Yes." The Disciple's heart tightened as he cupped his hands and accepted the order.

"Sect Master, we have found the Wang Family—the Wang Family of Liu City."

"Hmm?" Qin Ming was startled. The Wang Family… he had almost forgotten about them. Back when he was in Liu City, the Wang Family had fled, knowing they were no match for him.

"Forget it, let them go!"

So much time had passed, and the gap between them and the Qin Family was now too vast; they no longer posed a threat to the Qin Family.

Besides, it was only a conflict of interests in the past; there was no need to keep hounding them.

"Yes," the Disciple replied. Since the Sect Master said not to deal with the Wang Family, he would return and have the plan withdrawn.

With everything settled, Qin Ming began to Cultivate in peace.

The Shadow of the Huayu Sect also gradually slowed its pace of expansion. During this period, the Shadow had expanded too aggressively and reached a point of saturation. Continuing further would lead to it becoming too large to manage. The most important thing now was to consolidate their existing territory.

Gradually, the Great Xia Dynasty calmed down, but beneath this apparent calm, undercurrents were surging.

A month later, inside the cave, the white-bearded old man from the Pill Alliance had recovered from his injuries. He stood up and stretched his limbs, his bones emitting a series of loud cracks.

"Qin Ming, I will make sure you die a miserable death."

The intense hatred in the old man's eyes caused the temperature in the entire cave to drop by several degrees.

He took a mask out of his space ring and put it on. With a flash, he left the cave and disappeared into the horizon.

In the Imperial City of the Great Xia Dynasty, the Fifth Prince sat in his room, his brow furrowed with worry over the past few days.

Previously, he only had to worry about competing for the throne, but now he had another enemy: Qin Ming.

Qin Ming was a Martial Venerable. Although his own Power also included a Martial Venerable, that person would certainly not follow his orders to attack Qin Ming.

Even if he clearly explained the stakes involved, it would still be impossible.

Furthermore, even if they did follow his orders, it was impossible for them to defeat Qin Ming.

That was the most critical point; they simply couldn't defeat Qin Ming, so who would be foolish enough to provoke him?

"I should focus on seizing the throne first. I originally wanted to take it slowly, encroaching bit by bit, but it seems that won't work now. I must act decisively."

Those eligible to compete for the throne in the Great Xia Dynasty were the Fifth Prince, the Sixth Prince, and the Seventh Prince.

The princes from the First Prince all the way to the Fourth Prince had all died of illness.

The reason they died of illness was that they had no Martial Venerable supporting them.