Ward

"Run." Although the Sturdy Man was brawny, his mind was actually quite meticulous; otherwise, he and his big brother wouldn't have been so exceptional at playing the good cop and the bad cop.

His big brother had been pummeled to death in their very first encounter, his head even being blown apart. How could he possibly be a match?

He didn't even think about avenging his big brother; he immediately turned around and bolted.

"Trying to run?" Seeing the Sturdy Man flee without a word, Qin Ming chuckled and followed behind the Sturdy Big Man.

"This is no fat sheep; he's clearly a tiger in sheep's clothing. He's way too fierce," the Sturdy Big Man cursed inwardly as he ran.

They had misjudged him this time. Both of them were Martial Kings; logically, two against one shouldn't have been any problem at all.

How could they have known that this ordinary-looking Middle-aged Man would be so powerful? It was as if a Martial King Rank Magical Beast was hidden inside that thin body—no, he was even more terrifying than a Martial King Rank Magical Beast.

The Sturdy Big Man glanced back and saw that the Middle-aged Man had already caught up, scaring him out of his wits. His strength was mediocre, but he was famously fast at running. Wasn't this Middle-aged Man a practitioner of the Dao of Strength? How could his speed be this fast too?

*Thud.* Qin Ming followed behind, not in the least bit hurried. He just watched as the Sturdy Man slammed directly into the barrier ahead before he slowly walked up.

"Run! Why aren't you running anymore?" Qin Ming said with a smile.

The Sturdy Big Man rubbed his dizzy head. He wanted to run, but he couldn't even stand straight, let alone run.

"My Lord, please spare me! I won't dare do it again!" Kneeling on the ground, the Sturdy Big Man kowtowed desperately. He realized that he couldn't outrun this Middle-aged Man and couldn't beat him in a fight, so he could only beg for mercy.

Qin Ming stepped forward, gathering Spiritual Qi in his hand. He had no intention of sparing this man.

Seeing how practiced the two of them were, they must have preyed on many other Martial Artists.

It was one thing to prey on other Martial Artists, but they actually dared to plot against Qin Ming. What was this if not seeking death?

*Thud.* Qin Ming's fist smashed into the Sturdy Man's chest. The Sturdy Big Man had wanted to dodge, but Qin Ming's punch seemed to be enveloped by a force that pinned him down, making it impossible to escape. He took the punch head-on.

Qin Ming's fist was incredibly heavy; it was not something the Sturdy Man could withstand, and he died on the spot.

Qin Ming took out a white cloth and wiped his palms.

"A waste of time."

Tossing the white cloth aside, Qin Ming carefully examined the barrier the Sturdy Man had crashed into.

"This barrier is likely meant to block Martial Artists from entering, but in this Wilderness, in the middle of a forest, what is there worth blocking?" Qin Ming scratched his head and fell into thought.

Qin Ming had encountered such barriers in Secret Realms before.

This barrier was connected to the entire Secret Realm. With his strength as a Martial King, it was absolutely impossible to break.

What Qin Ming found a bit strange was that this kind of barrier was usually placed within a residence to store treasure.

However, this barrier was in the middle of the forest, which was strange.

Would the master of this Secret Realm really place treasure in the forest instead of in a room?

After thinking for a moment, Qin Ming closed his eyes and used his Heavenly Eye to investigate carefully. Several spirit plants appeared in his sight.

"seventh-grade spirit plants?" Qin Ming opened his eyes, a thoughtful look on his face.

"This barrier appeared here, and there are several seventh-grade spirit plants within the Secret Realm… does that mean wherever a barrier covers, there are treasures?"

"And how do I get in?" Qin Ming touched the barrier. It was impossible to Breakthrough by force; at least, he didn't have that kind of strength.

Or rather, none of the Martial Artists who entered the Secret Realm had that kind of strength.