Crossing the Cultivation Realm: Two Souls Coexist

"Not enough, not enough, why is it only this much!"

Fang Ming felt the recovery of his meridians. His body was almost recovered, but the energy to activate the earth-level spiritual veins was far from enough.

He hardened his heart and threw all his storage rings down. Under the effect of the formation, all the storage rings were squeezed and burst, and the items inside gushed out.

Various items, piles of spirit stones, as well as some spiritual weapons, herbs and pills were all piled on the ground.

Under the transformation of the ancient blood-sucking formation, they all turned into wisps of pure spiritual energy and were absorbed by Fang Ming.

Fang Ming felt the abundant energy, and then increased the strength of the formation to avoid having no excess energy supply after activating his spiritual vein.

He took a deep breath, and his spiritual power flowed rapidly in his meridians, absorbing all the surrounding spiritual energy into his body.

"It's now!"

At the same time, at the foot of Sunset Mountain.

"It's now!"

All of Xiao Qian's spiritual consciousness was focused on Fang Ming. When he saw that all his meridians had recovered, he attacked the restriction with all his strength.

Hu Qing was waiting anxiously beside them. Now it depended on who was faster. If Fang Ming activated the Earth-level spiritual vein, it would be difficult for the two of them to deal with him.

"Crack!"

The restriction was broken, and Xiao Qian used space to separate a whole array point from the formation. The formation began to creak, and the energy gushing around made both of them feel suffocated.

Hu Qing raised the royal sword high, injected spiritual power into it, and chopped it down quickly. After the formation held out for two seconds, it exploded.

The entire vortex seemed to have stopped, and all the lines connecting the surrounding array points were destroyed. Light spots in the sky, carrying spiritual energy, poured down from the top of the mountain.

"Let's go! Up the mountain."

Xiao Qian used space to hold Hu Qing, and before he could react, he flew to the top of the mountain.

At this time, Fang Ming was still looking inward at his body, using his spiritual power to activate his spiritual meridians. He had already activated eleven of the twelve meridians in the human body, leaving only the heart meridian.

He poured all his spiritual power into this meridian in one go. The torrent of spiritual power impacted the internal channel, causing the heart meridian to swell even more. When it was about to reach the heart, something strange happened.

The thick spiritual energy around him disappeared, leaving only some thin air. At this moment, there was very little spiritual energy left in Fang Ming's body, and he was only a little bit away from activating his heart meridian.

Fang Ming opened his eyes and glared around, only to find that the ancient blood-sucking formation had disappeared, and he could no longer sense the existence of the formation's center.

Who broke the formation? Could it be those monsters waiting to be slaughtered? He released his spiritual sense and spread it down the mountain, but he could only see a group of monsters fleeing in all directions.

Could it be that they really broke the array point? The more Fang Ming thought about it, the more he felt that this was the reason. He had set up a restriction, and there was no way that the kid at the foot of the mountain could open it.

He looked all over the mountain but found nothing unusual. He planned to find Hu Qing to see if he was the one behind it.

"Are you looking for me? Fang Ming!"

Xiao Qian had already brought Hu Qing to the top of the mountain. Seeing Fang Ming with a blank look in his eyes, Hu Qing "kindly" gave him a reminder.

When Fang Ming heard the voice that deserved a beating, he was immediately furious. It seemed that he had to give him another good beating.

He turned around and looked at Hu Qing, who was smiling. Just as he was about to explode, he saw the black figure behind him and his legs went weak for a moment.

"Xiao...Brother Xiao, you're out. What brings you here?"

Fang Ming complimented him while preparing to escape.

"Stop him, he's trying to run!"

Upon hearing this, Hu Qing quickly came behind him and blocked any escape route.

"Kid, get out of the way, or I'll beat you to death!"

Hu Qing didn't react. He would be stupid to let him go. Now it depends on whether Xiao Qian can suppress him. It is enough for him to be a tool.

"Why, you're not happy to see me? We've been together for almost two thousand years, and you're still thinking of running away after seeing me?"

Xiao Qian approached Fang Ming with a forced smile, a white dagger gradually solidified in his hand.

"Brother Xiao, what are you talking about? I'm just...happy. Yes, I'm really happy. I haven't spoken to Brother Xiao in such a long time. I'm so excited!"

The more Fang Ming spoke, the more panicked he became. He didn't expect that the boy really released Xiao Qian, and after so many years, the golden body had not dimmed at all.

It would have been better if Fang Ming didn't say anything. The more he talked, the angrier Xiao Qian became. What did he mean by not talking to him? He was being suppressed, so how could he talk!

A hint of cruelty flashed in Xiao Qian's eyes, and his dagger drew dark cracks in the air, tearing apart the surrounding space.

Fang Ming's pupils constricted. He could feel the murderous intent contained in the dagger. After so many years, he could still use the power of space so smoothly.

"Fang Ming, you deserve to die. You practiced evil ways. Today we will settle all old and new accounts. Today is the day you die!"

Xiao Qian's voice was cold, without a trace of extra emotion, and his figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

The next moment, the dagger condensed with the power of space appeared in front of Fang Ming.

Fang Ming's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, his spiritual power circulated wildly in his body, and layer upon layer of defense formed on his body surface.

On his fist, spiritual power condensed like substance, forming a transparent shield.

When the dagger collided with the shield, there was a dull roar. Fang Ming felt a huge force coming from his fist, and his arm felt numb.

He looked at the spiritual shield on his fist in surprise, then burst into laughter, almost out of breath.

"You are crazy, huh?"

Hu Qing looked at Fang Ming who was laughing wildly and was a little confused. Why did he go crazy while fighting? Did the knife cut his brain?

"Xiao Qian, I was saying that you wouldn't have remained unchanged after all these years. How come your spatial force has become so weak that you can't even defeat a mere late Nascent Soul cultivator like me?"

Fang Ming emphasized the four words "late Nascent Soul stage" and his whole aura changed. He was no longer as flustered as before.

"So what? Killing you is easy."

Xiao Qian wiped the dagger in his hand, his expression remained unchanged, or perhaps Fang Ming was not worth causing his expression to fluctuate.

He swung his dagger again, each strike carrying the power to tear apart space.

Fang Ming's spiritual shield began to crack under Xiao Qian's continuous attacks, and his body continued to retreat under the impact of this force.

A trace of determination flashed in Fang Ming's eyes. He didn't expect that he was still so difficult to deal with. As long as he could injure him, he could run away and practice for more than ten years before coming out.

His spiritual power began to circulate wildly in his body, and powerful forces burst out from his body.

The light of spiritual power on his fist became brighter and brighter, and finally formed a dazzling spiritual power fist.

"Xiao Qian, you've been fighting for so long, you should take my punch!"

Fang Ming shouted loudly and punched forward with his fist.

The fist streaked across the sky like a meteor, carrying an unstoppable force and hitting Xiao Qian's chest.