199: Just one step away from the sixth rank!

"Not enough..." Qin Lang took a deep breath, his burning gaze fixed on Shangguan Xue, who was regulating her breathing beside him.

Although the Epiphany just now had allowed her to break through to the Second Tier, if she wanted to advance her Sword Intent further, she needed more intense "stimulation."

"Xue'er, let's continue." Qin Lang stepped forward, his voice low and resonant.

Shangguan Xue had just awakened from her Epiphany, the blush on her pretty face yet to fade. Hearing this, her body couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Still... still practicing?" She bit her red lips, her gaze somewhat evasive.

The method of Cultivation that felt like a merging of Souls, while astonishingly effective, was truly too embarrassing.

"Of course, your Formless Sword Art still has a lot of room for improvement." Qin Lang spoke nonsense with a straight face, though his body had already honestly pressed against her.

"This time, we need to practice more deeply." He once again wrapped his arms around the beauty from behind, his large hands covering her small hands that held the sword.

Skin against skin.

The warm touch spread along their palms, causing both of their breathing to become rapid.

In the depths of this desolate, uninhabited forest, this intimate contact carried an indescribable sense of taboo and excitement.

"Focus, feel the flow of my Primal Energy." Qin Lang whispered softly in her ear, his warm breath spraying onto her sensitive earlobe.

Shangguan Xue felt her body go weak, nearly unable to hold onto her sword.

"Bad person..." She chided softly in her heart, yet she couldn't resist the sense of security from being enveloped by his powerful aura. She could only suppress her shyness and try hard to cooperate with Qin Lang's guidance.

Under this extremely ambiguous "hands-on" teaching, Shangguan Xue's progress was rapid.

She was already an incredibly intelligent Genius, and having awakened the Double Pupils, her Comprehension Ability was extremely high.

Gradually, she felt the gene nodes at the middle finger joints of her hands beginning to heat up faintly.

That was... the hand gene nodes!

For the Third Tier Liberation Realm of a Martial Artist, besides sight and hearing, the liberation of the hands was equally crucial.

Once these twelve nodes were opened, not only would the strength and flexibility of her hands explode, but it would also be the foundation for Awakening mythical-level Physical Body Divine Abilities like "Three Heads and Six Arms" or "Covering the Sky with One Hand" in the future!

"Qin Lang... I think I'm about to have a Breakthrough!" Shangguan Xue suddenly stopped, a flash of surprise and urgency in her beautiful eyes.

The Opportunity for such a Breakthrough was fleeting, and she didn't want to miss it.

"Good! I will be your Protector!" Qin Lang's eyes narrowed. He immediately released his embrace and signaled for her to sit cross-legged.

Watching Shangguan Xue quickly enter a state of meditation, a faint ice-blue halo began to emanate from her body.

Qin Lang did not remain idle. He retreated ten meters away, standing proudly like a guardian deity.

"Source · Clairaudience, Activate!" His ears twitched slightly, his auditory gene nodes running at full power.

Hum! The movement of wind and grass for dozens of miles instantly flooded into his mind like a tide.

The chirping of insects, the rustling of leaves, the low growls of exotic beasts in the distance... nothing could escape his ears.

Suddenly, Qin Lang's brows furrowed slightly.

About twenty kilometers to the southeast, a chaotic and hurried sound of breaking through the air came, along with the sound of violent energy collisions.

"Someone is fighting?" He carefully discerned the information carried on the wind.

"This tyrannical aura... it's the Demon Race!" And there was more than one.

Judging by the heavy footsteps and the sound of breaking through the air, it was at least a well-coordinated Demon Race squad.

And the party being hunted, although their aura was chaotic, was exceptionally resilient.

"Are they fleeing this way?" A cold glint flashed in Qin Lang's eyes.

If this group dared to rush over here and disturb Xue'er's Breakthrough, he wouldn't mind sending them to meet the Demon God.

However, they were still far away, so he decided to observe for now.

Everything else was secondary; his wife's Breakthrough was the most important thing.

Just as Qin Lang was focused on guarding, "Ding!" A crisp and pleasant System notification exploded in his mind without warning.

[Ding! Bound target Ofina has accumulated well and broken through to the Peak Grand Magister in magical cultivation!]

[host receives a 40x return!]

Boom!!! Before Qin Lang could react, a massive, suffocating torrent of energy appeared out of thin air within his body.

It was not the Primal Energy of a Martial Artist, nor was it elemental energy. It was pure and violent—Magic Power!

Ofina, who was ten thousand miles away, had clearly encountered some Opportunity, having completed consecutive jumps within a major Realm in a short time.

And this windfall, amplified 40x by the System, was like a nuclear bomb detonating in Qin Lang's magic pool!

"Ugh!" Qin Lang groaned, nearly losing his footing.

Too intense! The magic pool in his body boiled instantly, and the previously calm surface of the magic liquid began to rise crazily.

Fourth Tier Middle Stage... Breakthrough! Fourth Tier Late Stage... Breakthrough! Fourth Tier Peak... instantly broken through!

That feeling was like sitting on a runaway rocket, shooting straight into the clouds.

But this was not the end! That torrent of energy was still surging, forcefully pushing his cultivation to collide with that solid Realm barrier.

"Open for me!" Qin Lang roared in his heart.

Crack! It was as if something had shattered.

A brand new, more vast, and oppressive aura erupted from him!

Title Grand Magister! This was the honorary title for a Fifth-Tier Expert in the Western magic System!

However, the momentum of the surge still did not stop.

Early Fifth Tier... Fifth Tier Middle Stage... Fifth Tier Late Stage... until it forcefully pushed his magic cultivation to—Peak Grand Magister! Only then did it barely stop.

"Hoo..." Qin Lang slowly opened his eyes. Within his pupils, it seemed as if thunder and stars were flickering and vanishing.

Even though he didn't deliberately release his aura, the surrounding space was slightly distorted due to this terrifying fluctuation of Magic Power.

Fifth Tier Peak! He was truly only one step away from that legendary Sixth Tier Magic God who could cast "Forbidden Spells" and destroy the world!

At this moment, Qin Lang felt terrifyingly strong.

If he were to encounter Long Xiaotian again now, he wouldn't even need to use his Flying Sword.

With just a single thought, he could crush him to death with his vast Magic Power!

"This feeling... is too great!" Qin Lang clenched his fists, feeling the magical power within him that seemed capable of controlling the elements of heaven and earth.

Just as he was immersed in the joy of his skyrocketing strength, "Boom!" A loud noise came from the distance.

Immediately after, the figure being hunted had already broken into his five-kilometer alert range. They were getting closer and closer.

Qin Lang restrained his aura and activated the Eye of the Heavenly Dao, his gaze piercing through layers of dense forest.

The next second, his pupils constricted sharply.

In the dense jungle, a slightly disheveled white-clad figure was running for her life.

Her hair was messy, her originally neat white clothes were stained with quite a bit of blood, and she was tightly clutching a purple spiritual fruit that emitted a strange fragrance.

The spiritual fruit's halo was flowing; it was clearly not an ordinary object, but the very treasure the Demon Race was determined to obtain.

"That is..." Qin Lang's face instantly darkened.

The person being hunted was actually Ran Qing, whom they had parted ways with not long ago!

And less than a hundred meters behind her, two Fifth-Tier Demon Race members radiating terrifying auras were leading an entire elite Demon Race squad, pursuing relentlessly like maggots on a bone.

The encirclement was rapidly closing in.

This mysterious senior sister had already been forced into a desperate situation!