Chapter 1145: Rout

Mortal Realm

The commotion created by the Qīngluán phantom was too great, and it had already been discovered by the demonic beasts. One step later, they would all be trapped. The falcon demon was restrained by Qín Sāng, unable to move. It couldn't run even if it wanted to, but seeing Qín Sāng's indifference, it grew frantic with anger.

Qín Sāng awoke with a start, knowing he had to leave; he couldn't break through here. While enduring the impact of the Qīngluán's power, Qín Sāng sensed an opportunity for a breakthrough. There was great hope for 'Heavenly Demon Refinement' to advance to the fourth layer. However, comprehending the Heavenly Demon Dharma Form required time and could not be achieved in an instant. During the breakthrough process, the Qīanjī Demonic King had already arrived.

"Go!" Qín Sāng made an immediate decision. His expression darkened, and he fully suppressed the Qīngluán's power, stabilizing his phoenix wings. Fortunately, the Sky Eye Butterfly was also absorbing, helping him share the pressure. Qín Sāng could temporarily hold on, forcibly multitasking: silently reciting his cultivation technique to sort out the chaotic power within him while also fleeing for his life.

His figure flickered, appearing instantly at the treasury entrance. Within the green escape light, traces of silver shimmer were mixed in, emitting thunderous sounds. The speed was faster than Qín Sāng had anticipated. "This is Lightning Escape…" Qín Sāng was stunned. After his wings merged with the Qīngluán's power, he had, without any instruction, spontaneously comprehended the Lightning Escape divine ability. It was truly an unexpected boon. His escape speed became even faster than before. However, this state couldn't last too long; the Qīngluán's power could lose control at any moment and shatter his phoenix wings.

"Big Brother! Master! We have no grievances between us. Please show mercy and lift the restriction on me. You don't need to worry about me, I can run on my own!" The falcon demon's tone suddenly changed, begging desperately. Just moments ago, it was cursing, but now it was even calling him 'Master'. This fellow certainly knows how to adapt! Qín Sāng couldn't bear to look, so he flicked his finger, lifting the restriction on the falcon demon. He then charged directly out of the underground passage, seeing that the Demonic King's favored consort's chambers had also been destroyed and reduced to rubble, with dust rising everywhere. Keeping the falcon demon, he could later question it about Boundless Valley to find the Interstitial Blood Mulberry. No one could have too many of the Ten Divine Woods. However, it was impossible to take the falcon demon with him. Its survival would depend on its own luck.

The falcon demon regained its freedom and followed Qín Sāng closely out of the underground passage. Its eyes flickered. It had just realized that the aura within Qín Sāng was incredibly tempting to it; its entire bloodline was exulting. The Qīngluán phantom within the stone slab was what truly attracted it. But the falcon demon was only concerned with survival now; it had no mind for treasure hunting. The lesser demons noticed the anomaly, shouting and rushing towards them. Qín Sāng didn't stop for a moment, eyeing the exit of the grand formation.

"You're asking for death!" The White-Furred Eagle was the first to spot Qín Sāng, flying into a rage. He had been ordered to guard the Demonic King's dwelling, yet a thief had infiltrated precisely at this moment. What made the White-Furred Eagle's head almost explode was that the incident had occurred in the Demonic King's favored consort's chambers! It was unknown whether the Demonic King's favored consort was alive or dead. Thinking of the Demonic King's fury and the fate awaiting him, the White-Furred Eagle wished he could swallow the intruder whole.

'Whoosh!' A white shadow rushed forward, leaving the lesser demons behind. Qín Sāng felt a fierce wind approach; the White-Furred Eagle was intercepting him. The White-Furred Eagle let out a shriek. The sound echoed through the clouds, filled with rage. Demonic energy surged, its claws like sharp swords, its wings like long blades. The White-Furred Eagle split into countless forms, and in an instant, sword and blade lights filled the sky, creating an astonishing display.

At this very moment, the Qīngluán's power within Qín Sāng could explode at any time. He was eager to escape and find a place to break through, so he certainly wouldn't show mercy. 'Swish!' Sword light left his body, swift as a shooting star. A great warning flared in the White-Furred Eagle's heart. Before it could react, the void before it was filled with points of cold light. Then, to its horror, it discovered that its offensive was instantly disintegrated by its opponent, followed immediately by the impact of the sword momentum. The White-Furred Eagle's mind was instantly awed by the sword momentum; its entire body stiffened, and it was filled with extreme terror. 'Bang!' A pained cry. The White-Furred Eagle was sent flying far away by Qín Sāng, blood splattering across the sky, feathers flying chaotically. It was severely wounded. At the last moment, the White-Furred Eagle used all its might to save its life, not dying instantly by the sword. This was also related to Qín Sāng's unwillingness to waste time on it. The spiritual sword cleared the path! Qín Sāng's figure didn't pause in the slightest. The lesser demons only felt a blur before their eyes, and then lost track of the opponent.

'Whoosh!' Qín Sāng burst out of the grand formation, then abruptly changed direction, flying upwards. Just then, a thunderous roar suddenly echoed in Qín Sāng's ears, making his head buzz. "Get down here!" The Qīanjī Demonic King! Qín Sāng was startled, realizing he had finally drawn the Demonic King. From the corner of his eye, he caught sight of a streak of rainbow light tearing through the air from the direction of the banquet. Demonic energy soared to the sky, and the red light blazed fiercely, indicating the opponent's towering rage. As the voice reached him, Qín Sāng felt his entire body sink as the Demonic King's pressure descended. At the same time, a mass of gray, ominous mist condensed in the void. Qín Sāng felt as if he had entered a swamp; his escape light abruptly dimmed, and his speed was clearly about to slow down. At this moment, Qín Sāng could be said to be troubled both internally and externally.

"Break for me!" Qín Sāng's face contorted as he screamed hoarsely. The Ebony Sword seemed to sense its master's anxiousness; its sword cries became sharp and mournful. A sword array formed around Qín Sāng in an instant. 'Boom!' The sword array erupted, and a pillar of light shot into the sky. The surrounding gray mist was swept away by the sword array. Above the Myriad Serpent Abyss, the guards were extremely vigilant. At that moment, as they were about to intercept Qín Sāng, they were also forced apart by the light pillar, creating an opening and leaving their formation in disarray. Qín Sāng, without looking back, charged straight out of the abyss. It was late at night, and all was silent, but the tranquility was shattered.

Within the abyss, the Qīanjī Demonic King had failed once, which greatly exceeded his expectations, leaving him somewhat surprised and uncertain. This thief gave him a very strange feeling. Despite emanating incredibly pure demonic energy, their swordsmanship was comparable to the most formidable human sword cultivators. The aura was even stranger; it wasn't like a transformed great demon or a human Nascent Soul cultivator. Yet, it wasn't afraid of the Demonic King's pressure, easily dispelled his divine abilities, and its escape technique even made the Qīanjī Demonic King feel somewhat inferior. This level of strength shouldn't be possessed by someone in the Core Formation stage. "A wounded great demon, or… a trap?" The Qīanjī Demonic King couldn't help but speculate wildly. Suddenly, the Qīanjī Demonic King recalled the individual's aura and felt a sense of familiarity. "The stone slab! Qīngluán! Does the opponent possess Qīngluán bloodline and stole the stone slab?" After obtaining the stone slab, the Qīanjī Demonic King had tried every method but failed to uncover its secrets, so he had merely placed it in the treasury and almost forgotten about it. He hadn't expected that descendants of the Qīngluán still existed in the current world. For some unknown reason, news of the mysterious stone slab had leaked. Confirming that it wasn't a trap but a stolen treasure, how could the Qīanjī Demonic King allow him to escape so easily? His eyes flashed with cold light, and he let out a cold snort, following Qín Sāng out of the Myriad Serpent Abyss.

The falcon demon, possessing an innate Lightning Escape divine ability, coupled with Qín Sāng drawing all attention, managed to sneak out successfully. Even though Qín Sāng had lifted the restriction on it, the falcon demon felt no gratitude whatsoever, as Qín Sāng was, after all, responsible for the entire situation. However, seeing Qín Sāng repel the White-Furred Eagle and break through the Demonic King's blockade in one swift motion, the falcon demon couldn't help but be amazed by Qín Sāng's strength.