ly. Qin Sang had originally been proud of himself for being a cultivation genius, but now he couldn't help but doubt himself.Even if one is not a genius, mediocrity is acceptable. One can't be an idio...A sudden change occurred, unstoppable.
Although Qin Sang wasn't sure what kind of fluctuation this was, he could guess a few things. Instinctively, he felt something was wrong.
Lightning flashed and thunder roared.
Qin Sang turned and charged towards the purple armored man.
The Zi-jia man was in the midst of a sea of black fire, being attacked by four Teng She.
The two demons only had one jade bracelet, held by a short person. So Qin Sang's choice was to first use demonic fire and the Four-Elephant Snake Seal to restrain the Purple Armored Man, leaving him alive, and personally kill the other one.
It's a pity that there's a loophole, and the situation took a sharp turn for the worse.
'Whew! Whew! Whew!'
Waves of fire surged forward, relentlessly crashing against the Purple-Clad being. In the heart of the sea of flames, a fiery mound rose dramatically.
The Tengshe shook its head and tail, spraying cold air wildly. The cold air mingled with the demonic fire, clashing without conflict and creating a strange spectacle.
The cold air condensed into ice mountains, flames burning within the ice. The Purple Armored man was trapped in the mountain, becoming a cornered beast.
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At the moment of being attacked, a string of wooden beads hanging from the purple-armored man's neck flew up.
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The wood beads shimmer with a golden glow, their material is truly unique.
As it soared, every bead in the string rapidly expanded, resembling a series of massive stones strung together. The power contained within each wooden bead was comparable to that of a mountain.
Like numerous mountains clashing together.
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The Zi-Jia people tried to use this treasure to blast a path through the cold and demonic fire.
Even though Kemu Zhu was powerful, how could he be a match for Lingbao Besides, the cultivation level of the Ziji people was inherently one level lower than Qin Sang's.
The Teng Snake locked onto the Wood Bead, a surge of icy energy swept in, instantly transforming the area into a realm of sub-zero temperatures. With a series of 'clack' sounds, crystalline frost began to form on the surface of the Wood Bead, thickening at an alarming rate visible to the naked eye.
The radiance of the wooden bead dimmed, and its momentum visibly slowed. It seemed poised to be completely frozen soon.
As the terrifying cold air spread beyond Zhu and towards him, the purple-clad man's face was filled with terror. The purple armor on his body burst forth with a dazzling purple glow.
His violet eyes even gave birth to tiny whirlpools, the purple light like water, rapidly spinning and expanding outwards.
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For a moment, the vortex tore itself away from his pupils, rippling outward in concentric circles of violet, as if it were about to swallow this expanse of emptiness whole.
The vortex aimed at the four Tengshe, a strange power emanating from it, surging toward the cold air.
When the vortex continued to expand, engulfing the wooden bead, a purple glow emanated from its surface. The previously dim radiance suddenly flared brightly, its power surging as it violently slammed into the ice sheet.
With a deafening roar, cracks appeared in the ice. However, the four Tengshe remained unaffected, their movements as agile and powerful as ever. They continued to spew frigid air, constructing a cage of ice.
At the same time, Zi Jia's figure transformed, becoming a hawk. The hawk was covered in purple feathers, magnificent and extraordinary. Its pair of hawk eyes were especially bright.
'Pff!'
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The hawk spat out a large mouthful of essence blood, which merged with the purple armor, unleashing its full potential without reservation.
With a flap of its purple wings, the kestrel transformed into a purple bolt of lightning.
Mù zhū, xuè mài shén tōng, jīng xuè róng jiǎ, yāo shēn, zǐ jiǎ rén yǐ jìn qì lì, wáng mì yī bó.
But the Zi Jia people could never have imagined that their companions would be so vulnerable, becoming souls beneath the sword in the blink of an eye!
'Boom!'
The purple vortex swirling in the void suddenly shuddered, its edges rippling like waves hit by a heavy blow and shattering.
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Within the fractured ripples, a hand suddenly appeared, bearing unimaginable pressure, descending from the heavens!
At this moment, Zi Jia's heart was shaken to its core. He was terrified beyond measure, feeling as if the heavens themselves were collapsing. He was the only living creature under this shattered sky, with nowhere to escape!
"Roar! Roar! Roar!"
The Teng Snake roared with excitement, simultaneously spewing out frigid flames, erupting in a dazzling chill. Boundless coldness merged with this palm strike.
The Purple-Armored Man saw only a pale blue sun, crashing down heavily upon the wooden bead!
In the astonished gazes of the Zi-Jia people, Mu Zhu burst and was knocked back into its original shape like air escaping. The entire string of beads was scattered. Amidst the raging cold flames, each bead flew wildly in all directions.
Then, a figure stepped out of the cold flames and instantly approached the purple-armored man.
The Zi Jia people were terrified, and the next moment everything in their vision disappeared. A blue light, sword light, and overwhelmingly powerful qi and blood surged towards them.
In desperation, he could only do his best to power the ZiJia armor, but it was useless.
"Click!"
Shards flew everywhere, and the scene was pierced through in an instant.
Four Multiplying Tengshe Seal, Seven Souls Killing Array, Great Vajra Wheel Seal!
Qin Sang dared not hesitate for a moment, employing all three of his strongest techniques simultaneously. With one forceful strike, he shattered the demon's supernatural powers and treasures.
A deafening roar shook the ground, sending dust billowing into the air.
The purple glow dissipated.
In the smoke, a deep pit appeared on the ground. Qin Sang held a hawk's neck in one hand and plunged it directly into the earth!
The hawk's eyes were bloodshot, its breath faint, and though it wasn't dead, it was utterly powerless. It couldn't even manage a last-ditch self-destruct.
Qin Sang left the hawk alive, his eyes like burning coals, fixed intently on the hawk's eyes. "Speak! What effect does the fluctuation emanating from his corpse have!"
The hawk regained its senses, but instead of answering Qin Sang's question, it snarled, "You dare..."
Before he could finish speaking, Qin Sang frowned. True essence surged into the hawk's body, locking onto its soul essence. In the midst of the hawk's shrill screams, she performed the soul-searching technique on the spot.
Soul searching is truly a last resort. If a hawk has any sense, it wouldn't want to do so.
The higher the opponent's cultivation level, the harder it is to search their soul. Whether or not you can obtain crucial information depends entirely on luck.
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After a moment, Qin Sang retracted his palm, his expression gloomy.
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The fragments of memory obtained from the soul searching are related to this matter, but they don't reveal the full picture. They can barely piece together a general understanding of what happened.
The fluctuation caused by the death of another Demon Marquis is a warning technique. When they separated from the Bird Marquis, they took a jade bracelet and left behind a soul imprint. If their main body dies unexpectedly, the soul imprint will immediately react and can lock onto the location of the main body through the imprint.
When Qin Sang killed the monster, he had already exposed himself. The demon lord like Fu Hou should be on their way.
Lifting her gaze slightly, she looked towards the tranquil countryside stretching out before her.
Uncertain how far away the other party was, Qin Sang now needed to think about where to escape.
If only there was the Demon Marquis, he would not fear.
But this matter involved the Demon King!
From some fragmented memories, one can glean a hint of the cause.
In the hawk's memory, they were summoned by the urgent call of the king Ling Yue. Almost all the masters under King Ling Yue's command went out in full force, and along the way, other demon lords attracted by the heavy reward joined the hunt.
It seems someone infiltrated the Spirit Yue King's territory and did something, angering the Spirit Yue King and causing this hunt.
Moreover, Lingyue Wang recently fought a Daoist in the Great War of Nieruan. The Daoist was also a cultivator of the Refining Void realm, and could possibly be the one who called for assistance.
Unfortunately, the memories of this battle are too fragmented. It's unclear who won between the two powerful figures, but these demon lords chased their way here, so it's highly likely that King Lingyue had the upper hand.
Upon learning of these matters, Qin Sang grew even more nervous, wondering if his actions would attract the attention of the demon king.
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I only hope that the Ling Yue Wang is still entangled with that powerful Taoist master.
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You must escape!
How can I escape
Unknowingly, he broke into the encirclement, and the demon marquis spread out in all directions.
This was truly a disaster of no fault of their own. Qin Sang felt troubled, most worried about the Soul Mark having other uses, such as being able to sense the aura of enemies.
“This matter originated from the territory of King Ling Yue, and it has nothing to do with the Guishan Zhizhi altar. The area around the altar should be safe...”
Qin Sang's thoughts raced.
It was too late to turn back. He had been worried that Dao Ting and Gui Fang Guo would start another fight over the altar, and there were surely cultivators of the Refining Void stage guarding it, making it impossible for him to return.
As long as it doesn't involve political reform, he has an escape route.
The only way to guarantee absolute safety is to flee into the fortified city.
Even powerful cultivators of the Void Refinement stage wouldn't dare enter the treatment platform. No matter how many demon marquesses they sent to pursue him, he would not be afraid.
In an instant, Qin Sang flashed through various thoughts and made a decision. The demonic fire suddenly expanded, burning everything around him to ashes, disrupting the traces. Then, Qin Sang picked up the falcon, rode the escaping light, and flew northeast.
That is the direction of Mount Sanji's shrine.
During the soul-searching, Qin Sang held back his strength, temporarily preserving the remnants of the hawk's soul. It would be useful later on.
Driving his thunder escape technique, utilizing only three points of power, Qin Sang made no attempt to conceal himself. A bolt of lightning tore through the air, its thunder echoing throughout the mountains. But it was soon swallowed by silence.
Shortly after Qin Sang left, a rainbow broke through the sky and landed on the edge of the battlefield, revealing three figures.
The man in the middle had a high nose, a hairless head, a high forehead, ears that reached his shoulders, and a strikingly strange appearance. He was indeed Fu Hou, the first demon marquis under the throne of the Ling Yue King.
“This is where the Duke of Yan fell,” said Fu Hou, his eyes cold. All he saw was a mess, but through the ripples in the void, he could determine that it wasn't the Great True Person who had made the attack.”
A man on his left whispered, "The Listening Sound Bracelet was in Hou's possession. Hou died first and the bracelet shattered later, possibly crushed by the enemy. It's unclear whether Hou didn't have time to crush the Listening Sound Bracelet or if there was another reason."
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Duke Fu surveyed the battlefield, "Is Zi Hou still alive"
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That person nodded, "Soul mark sensed, Zi Hou is in the northeast direction and has been moving..."
After a moment's hesitation, he asked tentatively, "Could it be that the two fellow Daoists were careless during the hunt and accidentally killed by the murderer Perhaps Zi Hou is now pursuing the culprit"
Fu Hou let out a cold snort, "Zi Hou has always been cautious. If it were a sure win, he would never have taken such a risk. Purple Hou must have been captured alive by the killer. The killer's strength is extraordinary, and it is very likely that they already know the secret of the soul seal. They deliberately took Zi Hou away, there must be another plan!"
"Brilliant, sir!"
That man bowed, feigning thought, "According to your wisdom, the murderer deliberately used Zi Hou to lure us here, then escaped in another direction Zi Hou went towards the temple of Guishan Zhi**an. If we were to reason logically, we would assume the murderer entered the temple to seek refuge... Fortunately, your eyes are like torches, otherwise we would have truly fallen victim to the murderer's scheme!"
“No matter if it's bait or not, we must rescue Zi Hou first to understand the truth! Send messages to Gu and Ying and other Daoist friends to gather their forces and surround the area from other directions. We absolutely cannot let the perpetrator escape!”
"Yes, sir!"
The Marquis of Fu meticulously stored every detail of the battlefield in his mind, then vanished like a rainbow with his teleportation technique. He was moving in the direction guided by the soul imprint.
Two demons followed one after another.
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On the other side.
Qin Sang retracted his breath and moved silently through the mountains and fields. His speed was not comparable to the Thunder Escape Technique, but it was not slow either.
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As Qin Sang flew over a mountain range, he suddenly stopped and snapped his fingers, releasing a black dog. It was the puppet from last time.
The black dog had the falcon, gasping for life, in its jaws. Qin Sang didn't stop flying, continuing to flee for their life.
The black dog received the order, carrying the hawk and running in the direction of Qin Sang, slightly deviating from his direction, but all heading northeast. It seemed like a competition between him and his master.
Qin Sang didn't look back, and vanished in an instant.
Not long after, Fu Hou caught up, seeing the black dog at a glance. One look from him froze the black dog in place, but the deadly poison hidden in its mouth instantly erupted.
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The hawk's soul was poisoned to death.
The Duke of Fu had tried every means to save the hawk's life, but he couldn't. He got no useful information from the black dog and his eyes were filled with murderous intent.
The two demons in the rear, exerting their full speed, barely kept up. Seeing Di Hou's gaze, they trembled and nervously reported: "Gu, Ying and the others have set a heavenly net, tightening their encirclement step by step. As long as the culprit flees in these directions, there will be nowhere to hide!"
The duke of Fu surveyed all directions. The circle he formed narrowed, converging toward the north, leaving only two openings: directly north and northeast.
When exactly did the murderer separate from Zi Hou, and where did they flee to in their true form
According to previous speculations, he should be pursuing northward.
Is the golden eagle really just a decoy to lure tigers away, what if the killer anticipated their plan
The hawk clearly had its soul searched, the killer's intentions are unfathomable, anything could be a possibility.
The Duke of Fu approached the altar and glanced at it before deciding to personally pursue northward.
Masters always remained outside the platform, carefully positioned to prevent any approach. Even if someone managed to reach near it, they would be immediately entangled by their hands.
But once the perpetrator heads north, there's a chance they could break out of the encirclement!
With a resolute heart, Duke Fu instantly set off.
Now, Qin Sang was getting closer and closer to the governing platform.
Familiar scenery came into view, and ahead lay a tranquil scene.
Underneath the tranquility, there might be undercurrents swirling, but Qin Sang still let out a breath of relief. There were no celestial omens near the Imperial Court.
The Demon King is not here!
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As he gradually approached, using his celestial eye divine ability, he discovered several hidden auras.
Sure enough, there was an ambush!
Qin Sang was not surprised. This was within his expectations.
The Altar of Governance is the best place to hide. These demons must have set up defenses.
Qin Sang had never expected a smooth journey. Leaving behind hawks could force the opponent to divide their forces, and that's when the defenses here would be weakest.
He silently calculated the distance in his heart.
Suddenly, Qin Sang burst out from the forest. The phoenix wings unleashed a thunderbolt in broad daylight, slashing through the void and charging towards the auspicious clouds!
At the moment Qin Sang appeared, several powerful auras erupted in the valley outside the imperial platform.
Among them, one was particularly powerful, even a demon at the late stage of the Nascent Soul!
This demon surpassed all others, speeding towards Qin Sang with a shriek: "Halt!"
In the blink of an eye, Qin Sang saw the appearance of the enemy. It was a delicate woman with an average appearance, wearing light armor. Her aura was no less than Xia Hou's.
Besides the fox demoness, all others are taken care of.
Qin Sang quickly scanned the crowd of demons. With his strength, he had a chance to fight this woman and reap some more battle spoils if he entangled with her.
But he would never risk his life and fortune.
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“Whoosh!”
“Click!”
The two seemed to collide like comets, about to crash together, when a surging crimson light suddenly appeared amidst the lightning.
The demon woman saw the nine Solar Divine Birds flying towards her, her expression changed drastically. Her forward momentum weakened, and she hurriedly cast spells to defend herself, dodging frantically.
Qin Sang, however, didn't even glance at the other party. His speed increased by three points, and he dashed straight towards the altar.
The road ahead is clear.
Just as Qin Sang's mind relaxed slightly, a cold snort suddenly came from beside his ear, and terrifying pressure descended in an instant.
Qin Sang's entire body was as if her blood had solidified, chills ran down her spine, and she stared up in shock.
Only to see dark clouds gathering on the southern horizon at an unknown time. A huge shadow appeared in the clouds, covering the sky and coming!
(The End)oncealed. I'm just afraid it wouldn't meet True Lord's discerning eye."Qin Sang did not neglect the Poison King and his companion either, discussing the art of antidotes with them.With the sect leader...