Drunken Swordsman: I choose the ruthless way, why are you crying?

Chapter 22: Shicun Spiritual Sacrifice, Chaos Stone?

Qin Hao's eyes were sharp, like a sword drawn from its sheath, and he looked like a god of war returning from hell, covered in blood. The mottled bloodstains not only did not make him look embarrassed, but instead added a bit of bravery to him.

He stared at the ferocious beast in front of him with bared fangs and claws, with no intention of retreating in his eyes.

This ferocious beast was much larger than the other ferocious beasts, and stood in front of Qin Hao like a mountain.

Its thick limbs were bulging with muscles, full of explosive power, and every movement made the earth tremble slightly.

The sharp fangs flashed a cold light in the sun, as if they could easily pierce through steel. A violent aura emanated from his body, and that aura was surging, as if it could tear everything into pieces.

"It's time for you to hit the road."

Qin Hao murmured, his voice was light but full of indifference.

He took a deep breath, and his chest bulged slightly, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy in the mountains and forests into his body.

With this deep breath, the air around him seemed to stagnate slightly, and then rushed towards him madly.

The spiritual energy in the body began to circulate rapidly, like a surging river.

The long sword in his hand suddenly burst into a strange light, and his figure flashed, rushing towards the ferocious beast like a ghost. His speed was so fast that only a vague afterimage was left in the air.

The ferocious beast roared and pounced at him, the sound was like rolling thunder. Qin Hao dodged sideways, his movements were light and agile, like catkins in the wind, moving with the wind but not losing direction.

He swung the long sword in his hand with great force, and the sword force was sharp, with a sound of breaking wind, as if it was going to tear the space apart.

"puff!"

Blood splattered out like a red fountain, drawing a beautiful and bloody arc in the air.

The beast's head fell to the ground instantly. The huge head rolled to the ground, creating a deep hole. The heavy body fell down with a loud bang, like a mountain collapsing, raising a cloud of dust. The flying dust spread and enveloped everything around.

Qin Hao chose the remote area where he had left at the beginning. The ferocious beasts on this path were not very strong, and most of them were in the innate realm.

But he never expected that after only being away for a few years, a ferocious beast from the Tiangang realm would appear here. This was undoubtedly an unexpected challenge.

Fortunately, he is no longer the Qin Hao of the past. After several life and death experiences, his strength is no longer what it used to be.

It's just a ferocious beast in the Tiangang realm, it can't do anything to him.

"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing 1000 kills in the Xiantian realm! Reward: kill points!"

A mechanical voice sounded in Qin Hao's mind.

Qin Hao's mind moved, and without hesitation he put all his killing points directly into his cultivation.

In this vast wilderness, cultivation is the foundation of survival and the key to controlling one's own destiny.

In an instant, a powerful force surged in his body.

His meridians were rapidly widened, and it felt like a dry riverbed was greeted by a raging torrent.

The spiritual power surged like a torrent, impacting every inch of his meridians and acupoints.

Every impact brought a sharp pain, but Qin Hao gritted his teeth and endured it silently.

Qin Hao closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and guided this power with all his strength.

The air around his body rippled due to the surge of spiritual power, spreading outward in circles. His clothes rustled under the impact of spiritual power, as if telling the story of this carnival of power.

After a moment, Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, and a gleam of light flashed in his eyes.

The light was like lightning cutting through the night sky, dazzling and breathtaking.

The meridians are widened and the acupoints are stimulated. I didn’t expect that the killing value and increasing cultivation level would have such an effect.

Qin Hao could feel that his cultivation had successfully advanced to the middle stage of the Tiangang Realm. His aura had also become deeper and more restrained. He no longer had the sharp edge he had before, but seemed to blend into the surrounding environment, vague and elusive. "It feels familiar." Qin Hao said calmly, with a faint smile on his lips.

Looking at the corpses of ferocious beasts all over the ground, there was not a trace of pity in his heart.

In this wilderness, pity is the most useless emotion. Only by constantly killing and becoming stronger can one survive.

Qin Hao raised his leg and left. The corpse of the ferocious beast under his feet seemed to be just a stepping stone on his way forward.

In this vast wilderness, only the strong can survive. The strong prey on the weak, which is the eternal law here.

Not long after.

A pile of ruins appeared in front of Qin Hao.

But what is different from what I remember is that the once familiar houses collapsed to the ground, leaving only broken walls, overgrown weeds and a desolate scene.

The erosion of time and the rampage of ferocious beasts have changed this place beyond recognition.

This used to be the stone village he was familiar with, but now it is dilapidated and has lost all its former vitality.

At the entrance of the village, there is a huge stone covered with traces of time and mottled with moss.

Once upon a time, this stone was a place for children to play, but now it stands there alone, witnessing the rise and fall of Shi Village.

"The Stone Village has actually been destroyed."

Qin Hao murmured to himself, with a hint of emotion and helplessness in his voice, but not too much sadness.

After all, in this wilderness full of dangers and unknowns, life and death are unpredictable, and rise and fall are common things.

Living in this wilderness full of ferocious beasts, one is always in danger of facing a tide of beasts. The destruction of Shi Village is not uncommon in this cruel world.

Qin Hao didn't have too many emotions about this. He came here only for the village chief and didn't care about anything else.

He walked into the village with heavy steps, and every step seemed to carry the weight of memories.

The laughter and the warm smoke from the kitchens of the past are no longer there. The village is filled with a dead silence. Only the sound of his footsteps echoes in the emptiness, appearing particularly clear.

Relying on his memory, Qin Hao found the village chief's grave.

The grave was simple and lonely, surrounded by weeds.

Qin Hao took out a bottle of wine from his arms and gently poured it in front of the tomb.

The wine spilled on the ground and quickly seeped into the soil.

He stood there quietly, a breeze blowing past and lifting the corners of his clothes.

In this moment of tranquility, Qin Hao's aura became more and more condensed, as if he had experienced a spiritual baptism. All his restlessness and confusion gradually dissipated, and his previous obsession also completely dissipated at this moment.

Qin Hao turned and left. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, a voice suddenly came in his mind.

"I didn't expect you to come back alive."

Qin Hao's eyes fixed, and he asked vigilantly: "Who are you?"

"Boy, I am the Chaos Stone of Shi Village. You once knelt down to worship me when you were a child."

Hearing this, Qin Hao's gaze suddenly turned to the huge rock beside him.

Was it this huge rock that just spoke?
He carefully recalled his past memories, but he seemed to have no impression of the Shicun spirit sacrifice.

This broken stone actually has intelligence?
Qin Hao was surprised and curious when he heard the sound of Shicun's Chaos Stone.

(End of this chapter)