Chapter 1008: Birth

The Human World

Bai was merely weak, with no obvious injuries on his body.

Qin Sang briefly learned about his experience, then asked, "How many places did you visit, fellow Daoist? Did you recall anything?"

Bai's tone was not optimistic. "I stayed too long in the Northern Sea's Rain Desert, and after searching fruitlessly, I hurried to the Witch God Continent of the Witch Tribe. These two places should be the most likely to trigger my memories. Aside from that, I only superficially explored a few secret realms with ancient legends, but unfortunately, I didn't find any familiar feelings. My previous guess was likely correct: the Seven Kills Hall and the Azure Waves Sea probably had no connection in ancient times. For some unknown reason, they ended up here after the world underwent changes."

"In that case, fellow Daoist, let's return to the Minor Cold Domain together. The Ziwei Palace has intricate connections with the Seven Kills Hall, which might help you recall something. Also, regarding the inner hall of the Seven Kills Hall..."

Qin Sang reiterated the message Ning Wuhui had sent: "The Seven Kills Hall will emerge within two years. Fellow Daoist, please recover your cultivation as quickly as possible and do not venture out."

"Two years? That's too short a time; it's indeed not wise to go out again. I'll go into secluded cultivation now and won't disturb you further, fellow Daoist."

Bai readily agreed and returned to his cave dwelling.

After seeing Bai off, Qin Sang did not rush into seclusion. He first sorted through the Qianjun Ring to ensure nothing was overlooked, then summoned the Demon Banners.

This time, he summoned all nine of them.

When the nine Demon Banners formed a formation, their power was among the top tier of high-grade magical artifacts. However, controlling the Demon Banners was more difficult than controlling actual high-grade magical artifacts.

Core Formation cultivators who were fortunate enough to obtain a high-grade magical artifact would find it difficult to unleash its full power if it wasn't their Natal Artifact, but they could still activate it.

The Demon Banners were different; with insufficient strength, one simply couldn't suppress the backlash from the Nine Nether Demonic Flames and couldn't force it.

After Qin Sang's cultivation and physical body both broke through, he had been attempting to manipulate the Nine Demon Banners into a formation and found that the biggest limitation was his spiritual sense.

After the Ebony Sword was integrated with the Soul Nourishing Wood, it had the effect of warming and nurturing the soul and refining spiritual sense. Qin Sang's spiritual sense gradually transformed; although the change wasn't drastic, he could feel a certain alteration as time passed.

"The refinement of my spiritual sense makes it easier for me to control magical artifacts; I can try it."

Qin Sang looked at the nine Demon Banners floating before him and pondered, "For these two years, I will fully familiarize myself with the Nine Demon Banner formation. Even if I can only unleash a few strikes, it will serve as a trump card."

Qin Sang then sighed again, "Among those entering the inner hall of the Seven Kills Hall this time, there are many Nascent Soul Grandmasters. In front of them, it's best not to reveal the Demon Banners, to avoid inviting further calamity. Speaking of which, I wonder where Old Devil Mou has hidden himself. Will he enter the Seven Kills Hall this time?"

Cultivation knows no seasons.

Qin Sang and Bai spent two years in diligent cultivation.

One day.

As Qin Sang was in seclusion, he suddenly felt the restriction being triggered. He reached out, and a sound transmission talisman flew into his palm.

Upon sensing the content of the sound transmission talisman, Qin Sang abruptly stood up. "It's finally here!"

Quickly putting away all his belongings, Qin Sang stepped out of his cave dwelling and woke Bai, who was also in seclusion.

"The Seven Kills Hall is about to emerge?"

Bai also brightened at the news. He looked around and asked, puzzled, "Why isn't Ning Wuhui here?"

"Fellow Daoist Ning sent a message saying that as a disciple of the Heavenly Dao Sect, he needs to proceed to the Seven Kills Hall with his fellow sect members. We should go ahead, and we'll meet up inside after entering the Seven Kills Hall."

Qin Sang said.

Bai nodded, asked no more questions, and disappeared into the Corpse Puppet Pouch.

Qin Sang quickly exited the city, then activated his escape light and headed directly towards Dongmen Island.

Soon after, Qin Sang returned to Dongmen Island and found that some cultivators had already gathered there.

Qin Sang found an inn and quietly waited for news.

In the following days, more and more cultivators arrived on the island.

The biggest difference from the previous two times was the frequent appearance of Nascent Soul cultivators among these immortal cultivators, including many grandmasters from top sects. Furthermore, the strength of lone rogue cultivators was noticeably a level higher than before.

The Seven Kills Hall had emerged on its own. While this meant there was no need to expend a large amount of precious spiritual materials to set up a top-tier spiritual array, the requirements for cultivators entering the Seven Kills Hall were now higher.

Without the protection of jade talismans, cultivators faced not only the risk of getting lost in the storm but also had to directly confront the Seven Kills Hall's grand array.

However, the outer immortal array of the Seven Kills Hall would not fully open, still retaining astonishing power.

Only with protection from a Nascent Soul Grandmaster, or if their own strength was sufficient, would they be able to pass through the immortal array and enter the Seven Kills Hall. Those with insufficient strength would perish within the immortal array.

However, with Qin Sang's strength, there was no need to worry about the outer immortal array.

On a small island like Dongmen Island, so many Nascent Soul Grandmasters were presiding.

All Core Formation cultivators were exceptionally well-behaved, finding an inn or a cave dwelling and not emerging, fearing they might cause some misunderstanding or offend the taboos of the Nascent Soul Grandmasters.

Days passed, and the atmosphere on the island grew increasingly solemn.

Until late night, ten days later.

As if by prior arrangement, those Nascent Soul Grandmasters suddenly emerged from their seclusion together.

Instantly, various colored escape lights lit up the sky above Dongmen Island, and powerful auras were unequivocally revealed.

"Old Ghost Mu, you actually dare to enter the Seven Kills Hall? Aren't you afraid of perishing inside and having your Mu Family Old Stronghold wiped out by Old Devil Duan?" A strange laugh suddenly echoed in the air.

Immediately afterward, a gray escape light swerved and approached a nearby green escape light.

Within the green escape light were two figures: a stout old man and a beautiful young woman. The old man, unperturbed, smiled faintly and said, "Ever since Old Devil Duan was gravely wounded by my scheme last time, he hasn't dared to show his face for over a hundred years. Moreover, fifty years ago was when his heavenly tribulation arrived. From what I know of Old Devil Duan, unless he obtains an extraordinary stroke of luck, his chances of surviving the heavenly tribulation are less than one in ten. What is there to worry about?"

"Old Ghost Mu, your heavenly tribulation is also approaching, isn't it? Even if you don't perish in the Seven Kills Hall this time, you'll probably soon follow in Old Devil Duan's footsteps. I wonder, will the two of you fight once you reach the Underworld?"

The gray escape light moved abreast with the stout old man. Noticing the young woman beside the old man, he exclaimed in surprise, "You even brought your precious granddaughter? Are you..."

The stout old man sighed. "How many more years can you live compared to me? The path of immortality is broken, and heavenly tribulation is imminent. Birth, aging, sickness, and death—even those as strong as us cannot avoid them. If I can gain something in the Seven Kills Hall, I might be able to cling to life a little longer. If I fail, I can only pave a way for my descendants before I perish. I heard you also have two talented disciples; why didn't you bring them?"

The figure in the gray escape light chuckled. "I'm not like you, Old Ghost Mu! The immortal array of the Seven Kills Hall will exert an inexplicable suppression on Nascent Soul cultivators like us. Bringing disciples in would mean an extra layer of consumption for me for no reason. I haven't lived long enough yet, so naturally, I need to go all out."

As they spoke, these Nascent Soul Grandmasters gradually moved further away.

It was only then that Qin Sang and the others dared to depart.

Streaks of escape light flew out from Dongmen Island, following the Nascent Soul Grandmasters, soaring eastward like meteors.