"Hiss, what a strange power."
Many people gasped when they saw Zi Lingsha's attack. Even Yin Bingming frowned as he looked at Zi Lingsha in amazement.
Previously, he thought that among Qin Shi's group of four, Qin Shi was the leader, followed by Kong Hyun-hui, who was the most powerful. After all, both of them possessed ancient weapons that were comparable to Domain Realm treasures.
However, from this moment onwards, he had completely changed his view. Even Qin Shi and Kong Hyun-hui did not make him feel such a sense of danger.
"I didn't expect there to be such an expert hidden in the Eight Regions."
He was suspicious in his heart, but at this moment, Ziling Sha suddenly looked at him. Their eyes met, and he couldn't help but be slightly startled.
Then, Zi Lingsha smiled, but her smile seemed a little strange.
He was shocked.
"Could it be … that she noticed something?"
An indescribable sense of unease suddenly rose in Yin Bingming's heart, but he immediately shook his head. "No, that's impossible. With Big Brother's strength, even if it was those two demonesses, they wouldn't be able to detect it. It's impossible for her to detect it. I must be thinking too much."
He comforted himself, then waved at Li Yan. "Get ready, Li Yan."
"Yes!"
Li Yan agreed, then quietly retreated to a corner.
After making sure that Li Yan had completed his order, he wiped the sweat off his forehead and smiled at Qin Shi. "Brother Qin, it's our turn next."
Qin Shi was fully focused on the altar, so he did not notice Yin Bingming's strange behavior. He only nodded. Under Zi Lingsha's attack, the altar in the mausoleum had already started to fluctuate. Now, they only needed one last opportunity. Once that opportunity appeared, they would be able to break the barrier.
Obviously, he and Yin Bingming were that opportunity.
"Riding the Wind!"
"Sky Devouring Dragon Roar!"
In the end, Qin Shi and Yin Bingming stood at the very front of the Wind District's disciples, giving off the feeling that they were the nobles of a region. Berserk energy rose from their bodies, rising layer by layer until it finally reached a level that made everyone gasp in admiration.
"So scary …!"
"Are these two trying to destroy the tomb?"
"This is too crazy. Yin Bingming endured it, but who would have thought that Qin Shi, who is only at the Seven Heavens stage, is actually able to display such a terrifying power."
"No, no, look carefully!"
Suddenly, someone screamed and pointed at Qin Shi.
Qin Shi's body was enveloped by two kinds of light, one gold, and the other gray. His palm opened up from his chest. In one hand, there were three thousand golden relics, and in the other, there were three thousand absurd and lacking Desolate Patterns. The two powers formed a sharp contrast, constantly intertwining in the air, and finally turning into a terrifying Fault Force.
"That, that's soul power?"
"He's also a Talisman Magician?
Moreover, his soul power is so terrifying. If I'm not wrong, it should be more than eight curses, right? "
"Eight curses Talisman Magician … Hiss …"
In the God Realm Sacrifice, not to mention the Eight Heavens Realm, even the Eight Heavens Realm might not attract many people's attention. However, an Eight curses Talisman Magician was a different story.
Talisman Magician, as the most precious profession on the Barren Continent, was protected by the Eight Regions, so no region would send disciples of Talisman Magicians to the God Realm Sacrifice, even if they were Five Curses Talisman Magicians, let alone Eight Curses.
Here, Qin Shi was like a rare treasure.
Yin Bingming looked at Qin Shi strangely, squinting his eyes.
"Brother Qin, you really hide your strength."
Qin Shi shrugged. He never treated himself as special because of Talisman Magicians, because he was too different from ordinary Talisman Magicians.
Ordinary Talisman Magicians, as long as they refined the Talisman and attached themselves to the protection of a great force, could enjoy endless glory, wealth, and power.
However, this would also wear away the edge and wildness in people's hearts. Qin Shi had too many responsibilities on his shoulders, so he had to be vigilant at all times.
This time, no one looked down on Qin Shi anymore. Seven Heavens Realm was not enough to make people worry, but the Eight Curses Talisman Magician was something to be feared.
"Brother Yin, do it." Qin Shi smiled.
Seeing that Qin Shi was not willing to respond, Yin Bingming did not say anything more. His expression became serious, and he looked at the altar.
"Break!"
He murmured. Then, two gusts of wind shot out from his palms. They were like crouching dragons, moving their bodies and forming a violent vortex. In the center of the vortex were thousands of wind blades. When they crossed each other, they created a terrifying destructive power, even the space was torn apart. Darkness spread continuously, fiercely hitting the barrier of the altar.
Bang!
Bang bang bang!
The translucent barrier immediately caved in, and fine cracks appeared on it.
"The Wind Region's Manifestation martial art, Riding the Wind Alone, lives up to its name." The cracks continued to expand, and everyone secretly praised.
Suddenly, the blood-red light on the altar seemed to be penetrated. It flowed out along the cracks, turning into streaks of bright red liquid.
Sniffing the smell of the liquid, Qin Shi's heart suddenly became wild, as if it was ignited by something, causing his black eyes to be filled with a bloody light.
"Hiss … this aura, what's going on?"
The bloody aura was too familiar, so familiar that it made him slightly afraid. From the deepest part of his consciousness, his Primordial Spirit could not remain calm.
"I must find out!"
He clenched his fists and forcefully restrained himself. Then, he pushed his hands forward, and the three thousand dragon balls suddenly shot out.
"Break for me!"
Following closely behind Yin Bingming's Wind Dragon Blade, Qin Shi struck out with his Fault Force. His powers overlapped, and from afar, it looked like a brand new world. As the two powers continued to clash, the Five Elements in the space began to distort, forming colorful colors. The azure sky, the emerald green ground, the bright red clouds, and the faint yellow light kept exchanging.
"This is … the fusion of spiritual power and soul power?
Oh my god, this is crazy. "Qin Shi's weight in everyone's hearts increased by another level. A solemn look flickered in Yin Bingming's eyes.
"This fellow … is really at his lowest point." Yin Bingming clenched his fists tightly, and his expression became unfathomable for some reason.
Boom!
The three thousand dragon balls finally struck a single point on the barrier. After three thousand rounds of attacks, the crack on that point instantly enlarged. In the end, under everyone's eyes, a huge gap was revealed with a loud bang.
"The barrier is going to open?"
Immediately, everyone held their breaths.
Of course, this was not surprising. This was the treasure of the mausoleum during the God Realm Sacrifice. The treasures in every mausoleum were earth-shattering.
Especially the disciples of the Wind Region who were close to the altar. Their eyes emitted a golden light.
"What will it be?" Everyone was looking forward to it.
Hum!
The barrier shattered, and there was a sudden change on the altar. From the center of the altar, a golden light burst out, piercing through the rocks above the mausoleum and rushing into the sky.
Following that, the bright red liquid turned into a thick blood mist, enveloping the surroundings of the altar.
Then, the ball of light rose and landed in the center of the blood mist. It was like the eye of a hungry wolf hidden in the forest, giving off a very profound and mysterious feeling.
"It can't be wrong. That is the treasure of the mausoleum!"
"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and snatch it. As long as we get that treasure, it will be worth it even if we give up on the God Realm Sacrifice!"
Suddenly, a frenzy arose from the altar. All the disciples present went crazy. They didn't care about their lives at all as they burst out at the same time, leaping toward the altar.
"A bunch of guys who don't care about their lives!"
Li Yan's face suddenly turned gloomy. He immediately gave an order to the disciples of the Wind Region. He raised his palm and said, "Disciples of the Wind Region, listen up. Anyone who dares to approach the altar will be killed without mercy!"
"Yes!"
The disciples of the Wind Region immediately revealed their fierce martial arts skills from all directions. In less than three seconds, hundreds of disciples from the eight regions were killed.
Yin Bingming glanced at them expressionlessly and said to Qin Shi, "Haha, what a bunch of greedy guys. We've paid so much, and they want to take advantage of us?"
Qin Shi frowned when he heard that, but he didn't say anything. In his opinion, they were just taking advantage of others. If it weren't for the joint attack of these disciples that weakened the barrier, he and the disciples of the Wind Region would never have been able to break the barrier.
"Brother Qin, we've agreed before that the points here belong to me, and the treasures in the Mausoleum belong to you. Now, I'm here to collect the points, and you can take the treasures yourself."
Yin Bingming didn't forget about the previous agreement. This also made Qin Shi slightly stunned, and he couldn't help but nod his head in gratitude. This also made him conclude that Zi Lingsha was being overly suspicious.
He knew very well how much of a struggle it was for a person to give up the treasures in the Mausoleum. The fact that Yin Bingming was willing to do this for him was enough to move him.
He nodded his head and looked at the altar with his blazing black eyes.
"Now, let me see what exactly you are, shall I?"
He tried hard to suppress the restlessness in his heart. He walked up the steps of the altar step by step. With every step, he felt that he was one step closer to the truth. When he reached the top, he fell into the blood mist, and his willpower was under the ball of light.
"Is it you who has been calling me all along?"
Qin Shi's hands trembled slightly. He rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the ball of light.
Swoosh!
However, suddenly, a scene that he never expected happened. A swift and decisive figure rushed forward from behind him. A brutal wind swirled in his palm, and he slammed it hard on his back.
Bang!
His face suddenly darkened, and his body staggered a few steps back. When he raised his head and looked forward again, Yin Bingming was standing under the ball of light with a sly smile on his face. He extended his hand and slowly put the ball of light into his pocket.
"Brother Yin … What are you doing?"
Qin Shi felt a chill in his heart. He seemed to have understood something, but he was still unwilling to believe it.