Run away

"Boom!" With a deafening roar, the entire fighting platform shattered, kicking up dust that filled the sky.

Everyone felt the ground shaking violently, and the Martial Artists struggled to stand, swaying unsteadily. A moment later, the tremors stopped. The crowd stood firm with lingering fear, watching the arena.

As the dust settled, the once sturdy fighting platform was now in ruins. Especially at the center, where the short-haired Martial Venerable had stood, a massive crater appeared before everyone's eyes.

"Where is the Martial Venerable of the Pill Alliance? How did he disappear?"

"Not even a scrap of cloth was left behind. Could he have run away?"

"Impossible. I saw with my own eyes that the Martial Venerable of the Pill Alliance was hit by that Move; it's impossible for him to have escaped."

"Then there is only one possibility: the Martial Venerable was blasted to pieces and has already merged with the rubble."

"Hiss!" Following the Martial Artist's analysis, everyone couldn't help but gasp. A dignified Martial Venerable, not even leaving a corpse behind—just how powerful was that Move just now?

Qin Ming stood in mid-air, looking at his palm in disbelief. When that strike landed, he already knew the result; the short-haired Martial Venerable was undoubtedly dead.

However, he hadn't expected that the short-haired Martial Venerable wouldn't even leave a corpse behind.

His Move, which combined seven techniques into one, was far stronger than the short-haired Martial Venerable's combo.

"However, this Move has a major flaw. Once the Dragon flies out, I have no energy left to control it. It can only fly along a predetermined trajectory. If a Martial Artist were to block it, this Move would be broken," Qin Ming sighed inwardly.

The short-haired Martial Venerable had been caught off guard by his Move and had no idea what he was planning to do. He had never even considered the possibility of seven Dragons merging into one, which was why it was successful.

If he had encountered any other Martial Venerable, they would never have given him the chance to merge the seven Dragons.

"This is a new Move. If I refine it, it might just become my ultimate technique," Qin Ming felt inspired by this battle.

Putting away his thoughts, Qin Ming floated down, landed in the crater, and picked up the Broadsword that the short-haired Martial Venerable had been holding.

"Not bad. After one fight, I obtained an eighth-grade Broadsword and a new Move. A bountiful harvest indeed." Qin Ming put the sword into his space ring with satisfaction and looked toward the Pill Alliance's contestant seating area. However, Zhang Chongtian had already disappeared from the seats.

"Where is Zhang Chongtian?" Qin Ming couldn't help but fly into the sky to search carefully. He even released his Divine Sense, but he couldn't find a trace of Zhang Chongtian.

"Where is your Alliance Master?" Qin Ming asked after flying to the side of a Martial Emperor from the Pill Alliance.

"M… My Lord, our Alliance Master ran away. When he saw your peerless divine Move of seven Dragons merging into one, he just ran," the Martial Emperor said, trembling.

"Hmph, he certainly runs fast." Qin Ming waved his hand, and the Power of Heaven and Earth flew from his palm, instantly sweeping across the remaining members of the Pill Alliance. They fell straight down, their eyes losing focus as they stopped breathing.

Since they were confirmed to be enemies, he certainly wouldn't show mercy. Showing mercy now would be irresponsible to his Disciples and his family.

Just then, a group of people walked toward Qin Ming. From a distance, they began to bow respectfully.

"The Royal Family's Seventh Prince greets the Venerable."

"The Jue Ming Pavilion deacon greets Venerable Qin."

"The Yan City Yang Family greets Venerable Qin Ming."

"The Yan City You Family greets the Venerable."

"The Zhengqi Sect…"

"The Zhengxin Sect…"

"…"

Qin Ming turned around. Appearing before him were the juniors from the Major Powers of the Great Xia Dynasty. Most of these people held rights of succession. Clearly, many people participated in this Medicinal Pill battle, and only these heirs could secure seats in the spectator stands. As for the others, they likely only had the qualification to stand below and watch.