Chapter 1172: Original Form

Mortal Realm

Hissing...

Strange sounds echoed in his ears, seemingly everywhere.

Demon King Qianji seemed to have vanished. Snake shadows danced wildly in Qin Sang's vision, ever-changing. Although he could clearly distinguish between real and fake snake shadows and wasn't deceived by illusions, responding calmly was not an easy task.

Whoosh!

In an instant, countless snake shadows converged, and strong winds churned the black mist, forming a thick, tornado-like snake shadow. Without a pause, it twisted and lunged forward! Qin Sang's expression was grave. These were not illusions, but afterimages created by Demon King Qianji's extremely fast punches. All the punch shadows merging into one suggested their power could be cumulative; this was surely a powerful combat technique!

The snake shadow's size had increased countless times, and it rapidly approached. Its speed seemed to break the sound barrier, as sharp, piercing sounds echoed between the mountain peaks, penetrating his eardrums and unsettling his mind. A strong wind blasted his face. In that instant, Qin Sang had the illusion of being close to suffocating. Demon King Qianji's movements were too fast, leaving Qin Sang with very little time to react. He quickly retreated, and at the same time, the spirit sword circling him instantly blocked in front of Qin Sang. A faint green sword aura flickered at its tip, the only sliver of light in the black mist.

Buzz!

Amidst the massive echo, the sword's hum was almost inaudible. However, both Qin Sang and Demon King Qianji could clearly see the sword aura on the blade instantly surging, forming a dazzling pillar of light whose imposing presence was in no way inferior to Demon King Qianji's. It even pierced through the black mist, reaching straight for the sky!

Before Demon King Qianji could react, streaks of ethereal sword light shot out from the light pillar. The sword light branched out, and swords fell like rain. Countless dazzling sword lights struck the snake shadow one after another. Demon King Qianji was indeed formidable; facing such a scene of ten thousand swords striking simultaneously, he showed no intention of avoiding the assault and resolutely pressed forward!

Whoosh!

The first streak of sword light plunged into the snake shadow and vanished in an instant. If one looked closely, they could vaguely see a black shadow on the snake phantom twisting at the moment the sword light struck, entangling the sword light until both were annihilated. Similar scenes occurred repeatedly, as streaks of sword light were extinguished by Demon King Qianji, and the snake shadow rapidly shrank. Yet, he continued his fierce advance, unimpeded even for a moment.

Qin Sang remained unhurried, changing his sword art. The spirit sword trembled, and the pillar of light condensed into a giant sword, slashing down upon the snake shadow from above!

Boom!

It was another straightforward collision, but this time, the impact was much more terrifying. The earth trembled, and loose rocks tumbled down from the mountain peaks on both sides. The sword aura and snake shadow 'bit' into each other, mutually consuming, and for a moment, it was impossible to tell who had the upper hand. With his attack obstructed, Demon King Qianji's figure reappeared, then he suddenly let out a cold snort and moved several yards sideways.

The next moment, a figure appeared where Demon King Qianji had just been standing. Qin Sang, multitasking, tried to ambush his opponent but struck nothing. He wasn't surprised. He licked his lips, reached out to recall his spirit sword, then attacked with the sword, shifting from defense to offense! This was true human-and-sword unity. Qin Sang activated his wings, turning into a flash of lightning, flying alongside his spirit sword. His figure merged into countless sword lights, appearing and disappearing unpredictably and mysteriously.

Thud, thud...

Demon King Qianji hastily retaliated, momentarily flustered, and was forced to retreat step by step by Qin Sang. Although Qin Sang was not as proficient in close-quarters combat as Demon King Qianji, his top-tier swordsmanship was enough to compensate for his weakness; the sword moved as his will dictated, seamlessly. Demon King Qianji probably had never encountered such a 'rogue' sword cultivator and initially seemed a bit bewildered. However, being a renowned demon king, he quickly devised a countermeasure.

The black mist swirled violently, surging towards Qin Sang. The sense of sluggishness grew more pronounced. Qin Sang remained calm, secretly forming a hand seal. Inside his sleeve, three demon banners were activated, shooting out a streak of demonic fire. The demonic fire wasn't aimed at Demon King Qianji but landed on Qin Sang himself, rapidly spreading and solidifying into a suit of fiery armor. The black mist was scorched clean upon contact with the demonic fire, emitting a strange odor. Although these demonic fires couldn't completely burn away the black mist, under their protection, the impact on Qin Sang was minimized.

Seeing this scene, Demon King Qianji's expression changed. A cold glint flashed in his eyes, and his body twisted, transforming into a gigantic demon python over ten yards long. The demon python reared up, looking down at Qin Sang with cold, eerie eyes. Its scales weren't purely black but closer to grey, with black spots covering its entire body. It was the notorious demon snake—the Black-Spotted King Snake!

"Demon form?" Qin Sang secretly became vigilant. A demon beast revealing its true form is when its combat power is at its strongest. As expected, with Demon King Qianji revealing his demon form, the situation of being suppressed by Qin Sang instantly changed. The demon python, despite its massive size, was incredibly agile, and its scales were exceptionally tough. A few scattered sword lights striking its body even produced sparks, utterly unable to break its defense.

Whoosh!

The demon python sprang back, evading the attack, then swung its tail, striking fiercely. As Qin Sang dodged, the demon python's figure shimmered, splitting into three. Two illusions instantly darted to the sides, surrounding Qin Sang. Three giant pythons towered over him, six cold gazes fixed directly on Qin Sang. Qin Sang's expression subtly changed. Even without the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, he could easily discern which two were illusions, yet he still felt a hint of threat from them.

"I wonder what kind of divine ability this is..." As this thought flashed through Qin Sang's mind, he saw the three demon pythons move.

"Seven Souls Killing Array!"

Qin Sang didn't dare to hesitate. He immediately recalled his spirit sword, pointed with an empty hand, and cast several spells onto the sword's body. Instantly, the surroundings erupted in brilliant light! Seven sword souls materialized first, followed by streaks of slender sword light splitting off. With the sword souls as their core, they quickly formed a sword array, slowly rotating above Qin Sang's head. Currently, the sword array Qin Sang cast looked significantly different from before he formed his Nascent Soul. These sword lights were a foot long, each incredibly solid, identical to the spirit sword's main body. The spirit sword trembled slightly, and the sword lights emitted a harmonious resonance. This was the Seven Souls Killing Array. Although Qin Sang hadn't yet fully comprehended its true profound mysteries, its power alone far surpassed its previous form!

As the sword array took shape, the three demon pythons lunged forward simultaneously. Before the actual attack arrived, terrifying force transmitted through the air. The void itself seemed to twist. Qin Sang felt as if his body was entangled by real pythons, being torn and strangled by three different forces. Qin Sang forcefully broke free from the forces, activated his sword art, and unleashed astonishing killing intent. Countless sword shadows vanished into thin air, reappearing moments later all around him, completely encompassing the three demon pythons within the sword array!

He wasn't worried about exposing his human identity. The pure demonic energy within him, the genuinely real Azure Phoenix wings, and the Heavenly Demon Aspect behind his head. Anyone who saw these would not dare to say he wasn't a demon. In fact, truly transformed great demons who could comprehend ancestral aspects were extremely rare. They might even feel inferior when facing Qin Sang.