The Human World
The Human World
Qin Sang had not yet faced Old Demon Ye in battle, but judging by the Snake King's expression, his appearance was indeed real.
Old Demon Ye, who emerged from the blood lake, possessed an aura even stronger than the Snake King's. His cultivation was undoubtedly at the peak of the Nascent Soul Mid-stage, making him a top-tier expert.
Old Demon Ye gave Qin Sang a sense of danger even greater than that of the three great merchant alliance leaders he had encountered before the inner sanctum of the Seven Killings Hall.
Qin Sang wondered if the Old Demon Ye from the front lines had secretly returned, or if there were truly two Old Demon Yes.
'A body outside the body? A second Nascent Soul? Or some other similar secret technique?'
Qin Sang's thoughts raced.
If Old Demon Ye truly possessed a clone of equal cultivation, then he would be the undisputed foremost expert in the Northern Star Realm.
Qin Sang had intervened to seize the treasure only after ensuring his safety. However, just as he was about to escape, a formidable enemy unexpectedly appeared, blocking his path.
Old Demon Ye had hidden himself in the blood lake for an unknown reason, and surprisingly, the Heavenly Eye Butterfly hadn't detected any abnormalities within it.
Qin Sang could only be thankful that he hadn't hesitated before acting, striking with lightning speed.
Old Demon Ye probably hadn't anticipated the sudden arrival of an uninvited guest who would disrupt their plans.
Otherwise, if Old Demon Ye had detected him and meticulously prepared a trap to lure him in, Qin Sang's situation would have been even more perilous than it was now.
Caught off guard, Qin Sang and the Snake King watched helplessly as the cultivator surnamed Lu and the Cold Lizard were swallowed by the blood.
'Whoosh...'
The source of the blood wasn't the blood lake; it seemed to surge from thin air, instantly forming a crimson river that completely cut off their escape.
Witnessing the surging waves, Qin Sang and the Snake King were secretly alarmed, feeling a sense of trepidation.
After being submerged, the Cold Lizard and the cultivator surnamed Lu showed no reaction, appearing utterly defenseless. Their current state was unknown.
Did Old Demon Ye truly possess such terrifying power, capable of instantly killing a transformed demon king and a mid-stage Nascent Soul expert?
Compared to the Snake King, Qin Sang was under even greater pressure.
Behind him, a fierce gust of wind heralded the approaching evil spirit, which was now dangerously close.
After Old Demon Ye appeared, he first conjured a river of blood. Then, his gaze shifted to Qin Sang, his eyes chillingly focused, clearly marking him as a target as well.
One could only blame Qin Sang's dazzling performance just now—forcibly snatching a treasure from within the evil spirit's body right under everyone's noses, and then calmly making his escape.
The cultivators from Sin Abyss feared him even more than they feared the Snake King.
If this continued, Qin Sang would soon be caught in a pincer attack, with all his opponents being powerful enemies stronger than himself. How could he possibly escape from this dire predicament?
As Old Demon Ye appeared, Jiang Chenzi and his two companions instinctively fanned out, surrounding Qin Sang and the others. They continuously unleashed pre-prepared hand seals, fully activating their treasured banners.
The three treasured banners were planted in the air, their spiritual energies interconnected, linking with the blood below.
The power of the banner formation transformed into blood mist, continuously pouring towards the blood river and its surroundings. The void was instantly draped in a crimson veil.
Their ambition was grand: not only did they intend to cooperate with Old Demon Ye to completely suppress the cultivator surnamed Lu and the Cold Lizard, sealing off the exit, but they also aimed to lock down the entire space to prevent Qin Sang and the Snake King from escaping in other directions.
The situation was changing rapidly.
Qin Sang maneuvered with difficulty under the evil spirit's relentless pursuit. Witnessing this scene, he knew that once their spiritual formation was complete, both he and the Snake King would be trapped here, with little chance of survival.
Within the blood river, the Cold Lizard and the cultivator surnamed Lu remained motionless, their condition unknown.
This path was definitely impassable.
Just looking at the blood river made Qin Sang's heart pound. Unaware of the river's true nature, he certainly didn't want to rush in recklessly and risk his life to test Old Demon Ye's strength.
Qin Sang, always decisive, immediately merged with his sword, changed direction, and lunged towards Jiang Chenzi, who was nearby.
Seeing Qin Sang rushing directly towards him, Jiang Chenzi showed no panic. A cold smile played on his lips as his spiritual sense instantly communicated with his two companions.
The three treasured banners rotated, aiming at Qin Sang, and the power of the banner formation shifted in his direction.
'Swish!'
The Ebony Sword shone brilliantly, striking once more.
The sword light pierced through the blood mist, heading straight for Jiang Chenzi.
Jiang Chenzi's eyes narrowed slightly. Only when directly confronting the sword did he realize how extraordinary it was, truly a top-tier among supreme artifacts. Even while hidden behind the treasured banners, outside the formation, he felt a faint stinging sensation after being locked onto.
Thick blood mist surged forth, attempting to suppress the Ebony Sword.
The sword light was forced to retract, and the Ebony Sword seemed about to be restrained.
Just then, the Ebony Sword vanished into thin air, and the Seven Souls Killing Formation reappeared!
Qin Sang held nothing back. The Ebony Sword, empowered by the sword formation, tore through the blood mist and charged forward rapidly.
However, they were facing three Nascent Soul experts. The Ebony Sword alone couldn't hold its own, and Qin Sang had only recently formed his Nascent Soul, so even the powerful Seven Souls Killing Formation had its limits.
At this moment, the Twelve Demonic Banners continuously circled Qin Sang, and the Nine Nether Demonic Flames spread out behind him. Qin Sang appeared like a demon emerging from hellfire, with a black fiery domain trailing in his wake.
Furthermore, a tortoise shell floated behind him, occasionally emitting thumping sounds and radiating a gentle power of Profound Water, like a colossal shield.
This was a desperate measure; Qin Sang had to rely on the Nine Nether Demonic Flames and the Nine-Life Profound Tortoise Shell to barely protect himself from the evil spirit's attacks.
These two treasures were indispensable, and neither could be disengaged.
Seeing the Ebony Sword obstructed, Qin Sang was about to unleash the 'Thunder Control Art' and all his other techniques when he saw a world-shaking blade light swiftly slash out from his side!
'The Snake King has finally made his move!'
Qin Sang breathed a sigh of relief.
Earlier, when Qin Sang made his decision, he had secretly messaged the Snake King, explaining that this path was blocked and that he knew another escape route.
However, Qin Sang wasn't sure what choice the Snake King would make.
After all, the Snake King and the cultivator surnamed Lu had come to seek treasure together, so they would naturally trust each other more. Moreover, this exit was right below; as long as they broke through the blood river's blockade, they could escape.
Fortunately, the Snake King ultimately chose to trust him.
The black blade followed closely behind the Ebony Sword, slashing towards Jiang Chenzi.
The black blade's momentum was not inferior to the Ebony Sword's in the slightest. The hundred-zhang blade light was like a spatial rift, and the relaxed expression on Jiang Chenzi's face vanished, replaced by grave seriousness.
Divine patterns intertwined on the three treasured banners, and endless blood surged out, congealing into multiple barriers.
The Ebony Sword and the black blade advanced side-by-side, jointly breaking through the barriers. However, they were also rapidly expending their own energy. Just as they were about to break through the blockade and strike Jiang Chenzi, they ran out of power.
The smile returned to Jiang Chenzi's face. He was about to activate the spiritual formation to force them back when he suddenly froze.
The dimmed body of the Ebony Sword flickered, instantly spraying out a streak of crimson light.
They were all too familiar with this kind of blood light.
Blood Contamination Divine Light!
To achieve complete success in one go, Old Demon Ye had spared no effort in searching for the Boundless Blood Mulberry, barely gathering enough to complete the Profane Blood Formation. This painstaking effort was not in vain; it instantly crippled most of the artifacts of cultivators from both realms within the Ziwei Palace.
Unfortunately, the secret somehow leaked. Despite destroying so many precious spirit woods, the sneak attack's effect was mediocre, leading to a prolonged war that spanned over a century.
'To use his own methods against him...'
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