Fantasy: I'll do the hacking, and you'll suffer the side effects!

135: A banished immortal from heaven! Southern Xinjiang Cangzhou or Northern Linhanzhou? !As the Devouring Black Hole drew closer and closer, Qin Han’s heart nearly leaped into his throat.

He had indeed accumulated a lot, but even he couldn’t withstand bottomless consumption.

“Faster!”

Qin Han was burning with anxiety, gritting his teeth and pouring all the Purple-Gold Ginseng King’s juice into the formation.

However, the runes on the magic array still hadn’t been fully lit.

At this rate, Qin Han would surely be swallowed by the black hole before the formation activated.

“You motherfucker.” Qin Han cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth and taking out the divine medicine he had obtained from the Divine Garden.

With one hand, he continued to feed Spirit Stones, while with the other, he broke off a corner of the divine medicine and inserted it into the groove.

Boom!

As a golden light flashed, all the runes on the formation lit up, and the portal was fully formed.

“It’s done!” Qin Han breathed a sigh of relief, his heart slowly settling back into place.

But before he could rejoice for too long, the Devouring Black Hole accelerated, reaching him in an instant.

With danger imminent, Qin Han didn’t hesitate, putting away the Bone Tower and stepping into the teleportation formation.

But just as his body entered, the black hole suddenly destroyed the formation.

The teleportation channel shook uncontrollably, and the runes within it even showed signs of collapsing, teetering on the brink.

Qin Han was tossed around, dizzy and disoriented, his brain nearly shaken out of his head.

During this process, every second was an torment, and it was fortunate that he had the Nether God’s Guard protecting him, which prevented him from sustaining too much damage.

After an unknown amount of time, a glimmer of light finally appeared at the end of the channel.

As the light grew brighter, Qin Han felt himself sucked in by an irresistible force.

Bang!

His body fell from a high place, crashing heavily onto the ground and leaving a human-shaped pit several meters deep.

However, this loud noise broke the tranquility of the place.

“What made that sound?”

The Martial Artists nearby, hearing the commotion, rushed over, thinking a treasure had appeared, and all peered into the pit.

Inside the pit lay a youth as handsome as a demon, with a chiseled face that seemed divinely crafted, making it hard to believe he was of the mortal world.

His bare upper body was extraordinarily muscular, each muscle seemingly a treasure meticulously sculpted by the heavens.

The only flaw was that this body was covered in scars and marks.

It was like a perfect painting with a touch of excess ink.

“It’s a person?” A Divine Power Realm Martial Artist looked puzzled.

Cheng Weidong looked around. How could a man suddenly fall into such a picturesque place?

Moreover, he was so handsome, and the ethereal Aura between his brows made one wonder if he came from the Immortal Realm.

At this moment, a Martial Artist beside Cheng Weidong noticed a long spear in the pit. Upon closer inspection, he surprisingly discovered that it emitted the Aura of a Divine Beast White Tiger!

His eyes immediately showed greed, and he said, “Senior Brother, that’s an ancient fierce weapon!”

As an Inner Sect Disciple of the Purple Sun Divine Palace, a seventh-grade force, what treasures hadn’t Cheng Weidong seen?

He had come on this trip after hearing that there was a great treasure appearing here, so he brought a few Junior Brothers to search for treasure and gain experience, which also counted as fulfilling the Divine Palace’s monthly quota.

However, after searching for several days, he hadn’t found a single hair of treasure. He had originally intended to return home.

But he never expected to encounter such an unexpected surprise at this moment.

A fierce weapon like the White Tiger Spear was rare, not to mention in the Purple Sun Divine Palace, but even in the Golden Scale Que.

Cheng Weidong’s heart stirred, but he sensed from the man’s Aura that he was not to be trifled with, perhaps from a major force.

Then he said seriously, “No, how can seizing others’ property be a Righteous Path action?”

His Junior Brother beside him looked utterly bewildered by the scolding.

Usually, his Senior Brother liked to kill and rob, but today he was acting completely out of character, putting on an act of a righteous gentleman.

He even had the word ‘Righteous Path’ on his lips.

“But Senior Brother, the Golden Scale Celebration is in a few days, and we haven’t found any treasures on this trip. If we participate like this, we’ll just be making up the numbers.” The Junior Brother still thought Cheng Weidong was just looking for an excuse.

“This kind of thinking is very dangerous. Don’t ever bring it up again,” Cheng Weidong said sternly.

“Yes.” The Junior Brother was extremely surprised in his heart, wondering if his Senior Brother had been possessed.

“First, lift him up and treat him,” Cheng Weidong instructed.

A moment later, Qin Han was painstakingly dug out of the mud by several people and laid flat on the ground.

Several Junior Brothers were panting, saying, “This person is too heavy, like a mountain.”

Cheng Weidong had already noticed the clues; golden light flowed from this person’s body, and even his internal organs showed divine wheels, his Qi and blood as abundant as a divine furnace.

A Martial Artist like this had already tempered his body like divine metal; it would be strange if he wasn’t heavy.

“I told you to temper your bodies usually, but you didn’t listen. Now, you’re exhausted just from lifting one person,” Cheng Weidong said.

Then he took out a fifth-grade Medicinal Pill for healing and put it into Qin Han’s mouth.

Cheng Weidong felt a pang of pain; this Medicinal Pill was something he had exchanged with his contributions, costing him a month’s worth of accumulation.

Normally, he wouldn’t bear to use it; it was a precious Medicinal Pill that could save his life in times of crisis.

But then he thought, if he saved this person, he might be rewarded with countless treasures when he was happy.

So Cheng Weidong placed his palm on Qin Han’s chest to help him refine the Medicinal Pill.

However, the moment his spiritual power entered the body, his pupils constricted in shock!

“A Spirit Sea of 120,000 zhang?!”

“Seven hundred and twenty acupoints?!”

“Human body secret treasure, a Thousand-Li Divine Bridge?!”

Cheng Weidong subconsciously released his hand, then retreated a few steps in a daze, as if he had seen a ghost in broad daylight.

Others looked puzzled and asked, “What’s wrong?”

“This person has exceptional talent; he is definitely not an ordinary individual!”

The top Prodigies of Golden Scale Que were only a few, and Cheng Weidong knew what they looked like.

But he had never seen this man before, guessing he must be an outer Que Martial Artist.

“A Prodigy like this definitely cannot be cultivated by an ordinary force.”

Seeing this, he became even more determined in his thoughts: he must save this person.

By then, he would surely shine brightly in the once-a-century Golden Scale Celebration!

He placed his palm on his chest again, pouring in spiritual power to help him refine it.

However, he didn’t realize it until he looked; Cheng Weidong was horrified to find that the other party’s body was riddled with holes.

His five internal organs were completely damaged, ninety percent of his Meridians were broken, and his Dantian even showed signs of shattering.

“To be so severely injured and still not die, truly a remarkable person.” Cheng Weidong was secretly alarmed.

He guessed that the other party was very likely being chased by an enemy to this place, but for some unknown reason, the chase was interrupted, and he ended up here.

If it were an ordinary Martial Artist with such injuries, he would have long since perished.

But he could still maintain stable breathing and an unperturbed expression.

As time passed little by little, the effects of the fifth-grade Medicinal Pill gradually became apparent.

His damaged internal organs were restored to their original state, and his Meridians rapidly repaired themselves.

Cheng Weidong’s spiritual power was greatly depleted, his face much paler, and he let out a long breath of turbid Qi.

“What strong recovery ability, it seems he’s not far from waking up.”

The Junior Brothers around him curiously observed Qin Han’s gradually reddening face and asked, “Senior Brother, who exactly is he?”

“I don’t know, perhaps a descendant of a top force, or an inheritor of an ancient imperial dynasty’s Legacy,” Cheng Weidong speculated.

Just then, a violent Aura erupted like a tsunami, and the few people, caught off guard, were directly sent flying.

Qin Han suddenly opened his eyes, divine light shooting from his pupils, passing through the gaps between the people, and violently shattering a mountain peak.

“Brother, stop, we are the ones who saved you!” Cheng Weidong was scared witless and quickly spoke.

“Where is this place? Southern Border Azure Province, or Northern Ice Cold State?” Qin Han asked.