Alchemy & Martial Supreme

This was very normal.    

However, it was not suitable for most Martial Cultivators.    

This was because most Martial Cultivators, even if they entered the depths of the mine, would not be able to run out.    

If they were forcefully locked inside, it was very likely that they would lose their minds and not train themselves.    

There were two types of training. One was to refine oneself to a pulp, and the other was to refine oneself to a pulp.    

If one was forcefully locked inside, it was not voluntary, then it was impossible to refine oneself to a pulp, but to refine oneself to a pulp.    

In the minds of Martial Cultivators, they would not think about becoming stronger, but would always think about torturing and enduring the torture.    

They would blame themselves, and they would also scold the person who had locked him in and tortured him.    

As for those Martial Cultivators who were willing to enter, their wills were very firm, and all the torture would become a tempering.    

If a Martial Cultivator stayed inside, not only would their minds not become crippled, but they would also train themselves to become stronger.    

Those who could not kill you would eventually make you stronger.    

And if the body could endure it and was willing to endure it, then it would make the Martial Cultivator stronger.    

Just like the Cloudsoaring Cave he had entered in the Supreme World.    

That place was also a crazy torture for Martial Cultivators.    

If an ordinary Martial Cultivator entered, he would not be able to endure it at all, let alone train himself.    

However, if he endured it, he would be able to improve in all aspects.    

Although he could mine a large amount of blackstone in the depths of the Blackstone mine, he could also train himself.    

It was no longer a secret, but very few people were able to stay inside for a long time.    

Therefore, those Martial Cultivators who were only at the True Dragon Realm would stay inside until their Martial Cultivation reached the Godly Beast Realm.    

These people were very determined, and even Qin Ming admired them.    

Other than these ordinary Martial Cultivators, there was also a Half-Zhizun expert who was also staying inside.    

The Half-Zhizun Martial Cultivator from the Human Alliance was called Gu Kaoyan, a young man.    

Qin Ming looked to his left, where Gu Kaoyan was sitting.    

Although he looked young, his eyes were very determined.    

When Qin Ming found out that there was actually such a Half-Zhizun expert in the Alliance, he wanted to nurture him.    

Most importantly, his opponent's Martial Cultivation was about to reach the bottleneck of the early stage of the Half-Zhizun Realm.    

Qin Ming could feel that the other party's aura was extremely powerful. Compared to the other Half-Zhizun Martial Cultivators, his aura was much more stable and stronger.    

His Martial Cultivation had reached the late stage of the Half-Zhizun Realm, and his eyesight had also improved significantly as his cultivation level increased.    

With just a glance, Qin Ming could tell that Gu Kaoyan was the strongest among these people.    

Seeing that his opponent was so strong, his eyes were so determined, and he was so ruthless to him, he had great ambitions.    

Qin Ming was even more determined to nurture him.    

Of course, he could not rely on him alone. He had to work hard himself.    

However, as long as he was given a chance, Qin Ming believed that he would be able to rise from the ashes.    

In addition, Qin Ming also realized that the other party seemed to have a deep-seated hatred for the Poison Demon Clan.    

Qin Ming could feel that every time he said that he wanted to fight the Poison Demon Clan, he could feel Gu Kaoyan's unstable aura.    

His willpower was already so strong, and he could still feel his aura unstable when he heard the words Poison Demon Clan.    

That was definitely not just a little bit of hatred.    

Perhaps it was hatred that made him so strong.    

Qin Ming was a little worried that his hatred would blind his eyes.