Chapter 1637: Reliance
through a series of victories during the Grand Competition of the Eight Sects of Righteousness.When the competition was held, Qin Sang was still cultivating in Qianyuanfang Market. He had just broken...You're the one who caused this trouble!
The master of the Weeping Spirit Cave was furious.
The grotesque man sneered, "Back then, you took my payment and joined forces with my incompetent disciple to hunt them down, yet two grievously injured men escaped your grasp. Now that they've come seeking revenge, how can you claim innocence Instead of fuming here in anger, why not ponder how to help me eliminate them and avenge my wrath!"
The Lord of Weeping Spirit Cave gritted his teeth: "I only have one remnant soul left, all my divine artifacts are gone, what else can I do"
The grotesque man's tone softened somewhat, promising: "You saw the difficulty of cultivating that secret art. This old man also needs help, only then can the chance of success be greater. I am a lonely person with many enemies. You and I have some connection. Besides you, who else could I cooperate with After the matter at the ancestral home is settled, as long as you do your best to help me cultivate, this old man promises to help you recover your cultivation and reshape your body. If we find the opportunity for divine transformation on Emperor's Gift Mountain, we can share it."
“Nascent Divinity...”
The master of the Weeping Spirit Cave was filled with bitterness and hatred for Qin Sang.
Not long ago, he still had aspirations of becoming a divine being, but now he has fallen to this state.
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Everything becomes a dream bubble.
Although the Ghoul's words held no threat, the Lord of Weeping Spirit Cave knew all too well the ruthlessness of his methods.
A lingering soul held in the other's hand.
Man proposes, God disposes.
The Master of Weeping Spirit Cave had no choice but to trust the Faceless Man. Noticing something amiss in his words, he exclaimed in surprise, "Do you intend to eliminate them here"
The Lord of Weeping Spirit Cave harbored resentment in his heart.
This old geezer has the confidence to take on two opponents, he must be hiding his true strength, yet he won't help him!
"To slay two people simultaneously, I'm afraid my strength is insufficient. Since this person proactively offered the spiritual wood, this old man shall gladly accept it! However, this old man's magical powers can only be fully utilized in a specific environment. They will be greatly restricted within the Bingyi Palace," the grotesque-faced man's eyes flashed with cold light as he explained.
After a moment of silence, the master of Qiling Cave said: "The person who attacked me wielded a strange magic fire, its power was terrifyingly formidable. Moreover, their divine sense was so strong that it was unparalleled in my life. They used a secret technique targeting the soul, causing my consciousness to become hazy, and thus I fell into defeat..."
The strange-faced man, unable to see the battle unfolding within the formation of flags, learned about some of Qin Sang's true abilities through the description of the Lord of Crying Spirit Cave.
"Command the fire demons…"
The man with the strange face was startled, his expression shifting slightly.
"You also thought of it, the Fire Demon Sword Array... It's no surprise that Su Zinan found this opponent! This person got the relic of the Water Phase Master, and it's not surprising that they appeared here by such a coincidence and could control the Bingyi Palace Formation. Su Zinan claimed that Wu Lao suffered a heavy loss at his hands, and Wu Lao has since disappeared, at least seriously injured..."
The weeping spirit cavern master's voice was full of warning. He had barely escaped the soul remnants, and he didn't want to make any more mistakes.
For now, the best plan is to find Su Zinan first and cooperate on revenge.
“I just wonder where that fellow Su Zinan is now!”
The man with the strange face had a sinister look in his eyes and glanced back over his shoulder.
Qin Sang transformed, relentlessly pursuing but always maintaining a distance. He commanded his four-headed serpent seal, ordering the serpents to attack incessantly.
Just now.
The avatar used a spirit treasure to block the monster-faced man, and the two sides fought fiercely against each other.
The grotesque man sensed the powerful surge of energy emanating from the nine netherfire within the flag array. His heart skipped a beat, realizing that the Crying Soul Cave Master was in grave danger. He immediately decided to retreat.
Charging into the formation to save people, if he could rescue the master of Weeping Spirit Cave, that would be great. However, if the rescue failed, he might also be entangled by the formation and besieged, putting him at a disadvantage.
Given his personality, would he possibly do something that would harm him
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Although the master of Crying Soul Cave protected him from disaster.
Qin Sang, unexpectedly cunning, hid behind the Lingbao. He couldn't achieve his goal of quickly defeating each one individually. Seeing this, the monster face man immediately flew back, but it wasn't a retreat, but rather leaving the Ice Palace first to figure out how to counterattack his opponent.
From what the spirit cave master had said, the confident look in the monster-faced man's eyes began to fade and his thoughts raced.
At that moment, a thunderous roar shook the Bingyi Palace. A bolt of lightning tore through the ethereal blue sky, streaking across the heavens and piercing the layers of palaces—it was the art of Thunder Escape.
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The speed of escapism is rarely matched.
At the same time, he transformed his appearance and abandoned his previous entanglement. He wielded his spiritual treasures and launched a fierce attack.
The Teng Snake twisted its body, its long tail whipping through the air. Its roar was terrifying, and it lunged forward, leaving a trail of cold flame in its wake as it flew through the air.
The man with a grotesque face twitched his eyelids, and a green light flashed behind him. His wooden armor trembled slightly, recreating the shadow of the giant tree. Its lush canopy spread like an umbrella, shielding him above.
He hastily withdrew his gaze, muttering a strange syllable.
At this time, he had already escaped from the main body of the Ice Palace and returned to the Qilin Shadow Wall. His gaze swept over the ruins of the Qilin Shadow Wall and looked forward to the vast forest ahead.
The next moment, the lush forest was in turmoil as ancient trees swayed. Glowing green wisps floated from the plants, and the aura of wood spirits became intensely strong.
The spots, whether large or small, some as big as pearls and others only the size of green beans, were exceptionally pure.
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Above the jungle, tiny green lights gathered into a sea of green. As the jungle swayed, it rippled gently, forming a strange and beautiful sight.
Green light points flowed, moving towards the goblin-faced man. In a blink of an eye, they formed a phantom luminous path, leading straight to beneath his feet.
The grotesque man's speed skyrocketed, as if being pulled by a beam of light, traversing the void and charging into the jungle.
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"Click!"
A great masterpiece.
"Where are you going, fellow Daoist"
With a cold and sharp cry, Qin Sang's main body pushed Sword Escape and Thunder Escape to their limits, breaking through the air and catching up to the grotesque-faced man in the forest.
At this moment.
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The ice palace rumbled like thunder.
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The azure skylight seemed to be pulled down by some invisible force, sinking lower and lower.
From the outside, the Ice Palace is still shrouded in a pale blue light.
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Unbeknownst to him, the changes under the blue light were becoming increasingly severe. The ice lake flag array was destroyed, weeping spirits cave master fell back, the flag shadows shattered one after another, and even the few intact flags could not hold on for long.
When all the treasure flags are destroyed, the azure light will begin to disintegrate from here. The spirit formation will self-destruct, and there is no doubt that it will destroy the entire ice palace.
Before the destruction of the Ice Palace, the jungle will remain unaffected.
Above the jungle.
Green light rippling.
Qin Sang and the strange-faced man faced each other.
As his gaze shifted, it fell upon the strange man's wrist. Sensing an ominous aura, he muttered to himself, "Sure enough, there's something fishy going on."
When the evil spirits scattered, he also noticed and deliberately drove the sword formation to strangle them. Unexpectedly, the monster face man was so cunning that he saved one.
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However, the Crying Spirit Cave master only had a wisp of a soul left, unable to cause any significant waves. Whether he was dead or alive didn't have much of an impact.
"An old man and a fellow Taoist have no grievances, why must you be so aggressive"
The grotesque man opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to make amends.
The master of the Crying Spirit Cave cursed incessantly.
Qin Sang ignored him, transforming into Zheng Yu Bao and chasing after him, rebuking sharply, "Back when we first met in the southern borderlands, I bore no enmity towards you Daoist friends. Why attack so mercilessly"
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"Aren't you aware of the dangers of attracting envy"
The grotesque man let out a sinister giggle.
From his manner, it was clear he had no intention of resolving the grudge. He had merely spoken casually just now to buy some time.
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Qin Sang no longer wasted words with this person. Having crippled the owner of Qilin Cave, his objective was half accomplished. Today, with both his main body and avatar combining their power to block the lone monster-faced man, it should be the best opportunity to settle scores.
Mo pinched a sword formula.
The surrounding sword light suddenly stopped, the golden sunken sword flashed and left a brilliant sword arc in the void, directly targeting the monster-faced man!
The eerie man's wrist twitched. The malicious spirit, which had been fused with the remnant soul of the former master of Weeping Spirit Cave, was retracted into his sleeve. At the same time, he pressed his palm down, and a wooden bead flew out of his hand.
The sword light approached, its sharpness unmatched. The monstrous man's eyes shrank in terror at the fierce sword intent, and then he flashed a beam of light. He grabbed at empty air, and a shower of lights erupted, radiating with intense green energy that coalesced before him, surging outward like waves.
Whoosh!
The golden sword plunged into the green tide, instantly causing a surge.
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Qin Sang sensed the invisible resistance coming from Jin Chenjian and was about to conjure a sword formation.
Just then, he noticed the wooden bead in the strange man's hand fall to the ground and land between the treetops, merging with countless dots of light, becoming inconspicuous.
Following closely behind, countless slender spirit threads shot out from within the wooden beads. Each thread corresponded to a single point of light and sped forth rapidly.
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If the moondust pearl were connected to all the light points, this jungle would fall under the control of the grotesque man and be used by him.
Qin Sang wouldn't allow this person to have their way. Raising his hand, he unleashed a thunder technique with ease.
'Boom!'
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The grotesque man's complexion shifted slightly, but luckily he was prepared. He hastily formed a hand seal, and a phantom emerged before him. A wooden armor reformed, shielding the sky from the bolt of lightning.
Just as this Bao was still under the attack of Tengshe, he was instantly recalled by the strange-faced man.
“Bang!”
A bolt of heavenly lightning struck the surface of the wooden armor, causing it to flash with a dazzling array of lights.
The lightning threads scattered, but could only move on the surface of the wooden armor. Even if a part bypassed the armor, it posed no threat to the wooden beads.
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Mo Zhu paused slightly, her spirit thread continuing to shoot out wildly. Soon, it connected with over half of the light points, resembling a giant net. Each light point was a node of the net, laid out across the forest floor.
Qin Sang's face darkened slightly. He pointed his sleeve downward, and demonic flames surged out. They did not transform into the usual flame dragon form. As soon as they appeared, they turned into countless spirit serpents.
The fire snake twisted into a writhing mass, sending chills down one's spine, then scattered to pursue the silken threads of Mu Zhu's spirit, devouring them with relish.
The Spirit Net, which was about to take shape, was on the verge of collapsing.
The master of Crying Spirit Cave also spoke up, reminding everyone that the power of the Demon Fire was not to be underestimated. Do not be overconfident.
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The grotesque man dared not wait any longer. His right hand fingers tapped rapidly, sending a fist-sized spirit seal shaped like an altar flying out of his grasp. It vanished in a flash into the net.
The wooden bead exploded with a sound, but there were no splinters, only pure light flowing along the threads of light into each dot.
Suddenly, the jungle rumbled violently. A green disk, resembling amber and glittering with stars, formed around the man with a grotesque face. The array constantly drew in the wood spirit energy from the jungle.
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If the enemy is besieged, they are trapped in a situation like being imprisoned in an inescapable dungeon.
It's a pity, the disc isn't complete. Between the bright spots, there are black lines constantly moving, staining the green disc black, and the black area is spreading across the whole thing at a visible speed.
To want to ban Qin Sang is nothing but a delusional fantasy.
At this rate, the disk will collapse in no time.
Furthermore, at this time the Seven Souls Killing Array has already formed, and the sword silk is also cutting the disc. The power of the sword array is rapidly approaching.
The grotesque face man's seal technique kept changing, but he couldn't suppress the demonic fire. No longer hesitating, he suddenly brought his hands together and roared: "Hell Seal!"
"Wow!"
The disc exploded with a mighty blast, green light surging into the sky.
Countless bright points shone to the extreme, and the luminous threads between them became increasingly visible. In a blink of an eye, they transformed into thick vines, blanketing the sky.
The sound of the character 'jue' had yet to fall.
The wildly growing vines suddenly solidified, covered in a layer of gray-white, like a faded ink painting.
Stagnation breeds decay.
The vibrant jungle instantly transformed into a death trap.
It is clearly a divine ability more terrifying than the Six Paths of Hell.
A vortex of death energy suddenly appeared beneath Qin Sang’s feet, and at the same time, he felt a powerful binding force. He immediately activated the "Fireseed Golden Lotus," and the scattered demon fires scattered everywhere whirled back, forming a fiery dragon that plunged headfirst into the vortex of death energy!
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From above, one could see that within the vortex of death energy, a section of the Vermillion Dragon's body had emerged. The demonic flames did not resist, but instead accelerated their speed.
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Flames rushed into the dead vortex.
A strange whistling sound came from within the whirlpool. The bottom of the whirlpool was quickly stained black, and its spinning speed suddenly slowed down.
Taking advantage of the stagnant death qi, Qin Sang flapped his phoenix wings and vanished in a flash from the vortex.
Unexpectedly, before he could even stand firm, Qin Sang hastily flapped his phoenix wings, his figure flickering twice in succession. When he reappeared, he was already hundreds of meters away. In each place where he appeared and vanished, three streaks of white poison light remained, undoubtedly striking empty air.
Three beams of poison flashed past.
The source of the poison light, it turned out to be those points of light floating in the void.
As soon as Qin Sang arrived, the light spot instantly transformed into a jade beetle phantom. It appeared without warning and could even spit venom. The venom beam was fast, but it only hit Qin Sang's afterimage.
The jade beetle lay on the monster face’s palm, half its body embedded in his flesh, greedily devouring his essence. Its jade-white body gradually turned a pinkish red.
The grotesque man looked at Qin Sang, who was unharmed, his face turning ashen.
A sharp pain shot through his palm. The jade beetle, which had been harmless and docile moments before, transformed into a ferocious beast, twisting its victim's hand into a bloody pulp.
Since the jade beetle has grown to maturity, the monster-faced man hasn't felt the backlash from the Gu King in a long time.
"This is your reliance"
Qin Sang's expression was playful.
This move was indeed insidious. The jade beetle actually fused its divine power with that of the grotesque face, transforming the light spots into its own. Its advantage lay in its unexpectedness. If it were anyone else, they would have already been caught, but unfortunately, the change in the light spots couldn't escape the eyes of the Sky-Watching Butterfly.
This can be considered a clash between two spiritual insects, with the Sky-Eyed Butterfly temporarily holding the upper hand. In fact, with Qin Sang's powerful divine sense, as long as he remained vigilant, he could have probably sensed the fluctuations when the light spots transformed.
However, most people encountering this situation would surely be drawn in by the aura of death.
The man with a strange face didn't answer, letting out a cold snort and clenching his fist.
Qin Sang's true self remained motionless.
A blinding white light, carrying the biting chill of frost, suddenly descended from the heavens. It formed a waterfall of icy radiance, cascading down from the ninth heaven.
The battle raged on, and finally the avatar caught up.
A four-headed serpent with scales appeared above the jungle, embodying the symbol of a towering head.
Without sight of the Teng She, the Ling Yin slowly rotated, gathering its strength.
Having commanded Spirit Treasures for a long time, his True Essence was consumed drastically, so he switched to commanding the Ice Soul Divine Light, whose power was equally extraordinary.
Behind the divine light, the snow-treading divine blade cleaved a path through the snow, striking the monster face with lightning speed!
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