Alchemy & Martial Supreme

The Ninth Grade blackstone vein was indispensable.    

The heroic spirit energy was even more crucial.    

The countless perfect-quality cultivation pills were also indispensable.    

In ten years, the Human Alliance's strength had increased by a hundred times, and the Martial Cultivators had gained a lot of confidence.    

In the future, if the Human Alliance wanted to increase their strength quickly, they would have to enter the inner circle of the Supreme World.    

Therefore, the Martial Cultivators all knew this.    

After the destruction of the Poison Demon Clan, the Human Alliance's strength could still be increased quickly.    

It was also a good foundation for them to enter the inner circle of the Supreme World later.    

When they truly entered the inner circle of the Supreme World, if they were lucky, they might be able to rise again like this.    

It was impossible for it to be as exaggerated as it was now.    

However, the Human Alliance's foundation was stronger than before. If it were to increase by a hundred times, even if it took twenty years, it would still be unbelievable.    

At that time, the Human Alliance would have experts at the Half-Supreme Realm like clouds, and there would even be many experts at the late stage of the Half-Supreme Realm.    

The Martial Cultivators knew that following him into the inner circle of the Supreme World was a huge opportunity.    

Therefore, when they fought the Poison Demon Clan this time, they were all sharpening their blades.    

For revenge, for their own future, and for the entire human race.    

Countless Martial Cultivators had already been prepared for the battle between the Human Alliance and the Poison Demon Clan.    

However, now that the Ninth Grade blackstone vein had been destroyed, Qin Ming had to investigate it clearly.    

If it was really not possible, then he would give up on this place.    

However, they would use one teleportation formation after another. If they could not give up on this place, then they would try their best not to give up on this place.    

If they gave up on this place, it meant that they had also given up on this Ninth Grade blackstone mine.    

They had given up on the Qin Ming City that they had built with great difficulty.    

The Qin Ming City that they had built previously had been helplessly given up because the enemy was too strong.    

No one wanted to give up on the Qin Ming City that they built for ten years again.    

Qin Ming and Qin Xixuan continued to go deeper. The black Qi inside became denser and denser.    

The poison was also getting stronger and stronger.    

Qin Ming had the Nether Fire, which could burn in his blood. No matter what kind of poison it was, it would not be able to poison him.    

Moreover, this poison was not that powerful. Its grade was not high, so even if the concentration of the poison increased, the power would not increase by much.    

Unless the grade of the poison increased, it would not have any effect on a Half-Step Supreme Realm Martial Cultivator.    

Qin Xixuan smelled these poisons and treated them as if they didn't exist.    

They would not have much effect on a Divine Beast Realm Martial Cultivator, let alone her.    

Qin Ming continued to walk deeper into the blackstone mine.    

After entering this place, the entire world seemed to have quietened down. It was so quiet that it was as if they could hear their own hearts.    

It was as if the entire world was only the two of them.    

Qin Ming even had a feeling that the Human Alliance might disappear. The entire world might disappear, and they would be the only ones left?    

An unprecedented loneliness rose from the bottom of his heart.    

This place was too quiet, and all the sounds in the world had stopped.    

Qin Ming had never experienced such a state before, to be able to be so quiet.    

No wonder the Martial Cultivators of the Human Alliance rarely entered the depths of the blackstone quarry to mine blackstone.    

This was simply too uncomfortable.    

It was as if he was going through some sort of torture.    

It was neither painful nor itchy, but the torture struck directly at the heart, a terrifying feeling that could not be described with words.    

"Brother!" Qin Xixuan was a little scared, but when she felt Qin Ming by her side, she felt at ease.    

"Xixuan." Qin Ming held Qin Xixuan's hand, "Are you scared?"