Alchemy & Martial Supreme

Seeing this scene, Qin Ming secretly sighed in his heart, "Although I have countless Perfect Dragon Grade pill, I can still make these people follow me."    

"But even if I am the master of the alliance, I can't make them accept me wholeheartedly."    

"Unless my combat strength has reached the peak of the Dragon Realm and I can crush them, it's impossible for them to truly value me."    

The Martial Cultivator was like this. Although Qin Ming's status was higher than theirs, his realm and strength were not as strong as theirs. Although they were Sovereign himself, they wouldn't listen to him about everything.    

It was very simple. His dignity wasn't enough.    

Surrounded by the crowd, everyone entered the largest cave.    

More than two hundred people squeezed into a cave, supporting each other to resist the huge wind as they advanced.    

Seeing that there was no danger in the surroundings, Qin Ming closed his eyes and began to sense the surrounding Qi.    

Sure enough, he felt countless of paths surrounding everyone here.    

This Dao was the Dao of Wind.    

"My guess is correct. These paths were not formed by natural formations, but by holy blood."    

Qin Ming was very sensitive to Dao, especially the Dao of Wind that he had comprehended himself.    

There was a special Qi in the Dao. Qin Ming was almost certain that there was a Divine Blood in this underground world.    

He estimated that the saint blood was in these wind caves.    

With his experience, Qin Ming began to sense the location of the saint blood.    

If the saint blood did not have a strong independent consciousness, then the closer one was to it, the thicker the Dao would be. Qin Ming could feel it more clearly.    

However, after walking for a certain distance, Qin Ming felt that the Dao in the sky hadn't changed at all.    

This shouldn't be the case.    

No matter which direction he walked in, he should either be closer to the saint blood or farther away from it. The path in the sky should have changed.    

However, the reality was that there was no change at all.    

Just as Qin Ming was puzzled, yuan Zhou suddenly said, "The wind is about to change. Be careful."    

As soon as he said that, the wind that everyone was pushing forward changed into a push back.    

If not for Yuan Zhou's instructions, if they suddenly changed direction, they might have fallen.    

They might even have been taken away by the wind and left the team.    

After all, they had always been resisting the wind that was moving forward. Once the wind suddenly changed direction, blocking would become a pushing force, and it would be perfectly normal for them to fly backwards.    

With the strength of the wind here, many Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator were desperately resisting with all their might. Once they were carried away by the wind, it was very likely that they would fall onto the wall and be seriously injured.    

Other than a few Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator with high strength, the rest of the people were able to resist the sudden change in direction of the wind. They were more or less unable to stand stably.    

Qin Ming, who was in the middle of the crowd, remained motionless. He even closed his eyes and observed his surroundings.    

Yuan Zhou nodded secretly when he saw this scene.    

"Qin Ming is indeed worthy of being the leader of the alliance. Although his strength is only at the Flood Dragon Realm, his foundation is solid."    

The wind direction suddenly changed. Without exception, the Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator could not stand straight. As for Qin Ming, as a Flood Dragon Realm Martial Cultivator, he closed his eyes but did not move at all, as if the wind direction did not change.    

This strength definitely belonged to the peak of the Flood Dragon Realm.    

After everyone adapted to the wind direction change, they continued to advance forward. Suddenly, a sharp-eyed Martial Cultivator said, "There's Origin Power Fruit."    

Everyone looked over and saw three Origin Power Fruits hanging on the stone wall by vines.    

Origin Power Fruits were ordinary and ordinary. Those who did not know them would definitely treat them as wild fruits by the roadside.