Chapter 1370: Far Journey

“Her primordial spirit seems to be merging with the light; it shouldn't be a bad thing…”Qin Sang showed a look of anticipation.

Since he issued the bounty in the Beichen Alliance, he had received many clues over three years. Li Yufu and other disciples traveled extensively to investigate, and Qin Sang himself had emerged from seclusion once for this reason. However, none of the results were what he was looking for.

Next, Qin Sang took out other items from his Qianjun Ring, sorted through them, and pondered what other preparations he needed to make before his departure. After some thought, he took out the Golden Sunken Sword.

The Golden Sunken Sword was still a high-grade magic treasure. To refine the Sun God Tree, Qin Sang had depleted most of his savings. Last time, after agreeing with True Immortal Canghong, he obtained several precious spiritual materials. Some of these had already been refined into other items, while a portion was reserved for the Golden Sunken Sword. Qin Sang already had a plan in mind. He entered the fire chamber and began to re-refine the Golden Sunken Sword.

The next day, Qin Sang emerged from the chamber, his expression normal.

“It's a pity it still lacks some refinement! Top-grade magic treasures are indeed not so easy to refine. I have the Eighteen Demon Banners in hand, so I'm not in a hurry. Being able to use the Seven Souls Killing Array is enough. It won't hurt to collect spiritual materials as I travel later…”

Although he didn't succeed, Qin Sang wasn't discouraged. With all preparations complete, he decided not to delay any longer and sent out a streak of light.

The white cat received the order, turned, and left the valley to send the message back to Qingyang Temple and Thousand Mountains Bamboo Sea. Li Yufu happened to be at the sect, while Shangguan Lifeng and others were traveling outside.

Before long, Li Yufu and Tan Yien arrived at Peach Blossom Valley. Qin Sang gave them a few instructions.

Previously, Qin Sang had already discussed thoroughly with Jing Yu that there was no need to wait for her.

That night, Qin Sang gracefully left the valley. Li Yufu, Tan Yien, and the white cat stood respectfully in front of Peach Blossom Valley. Only after Qin Sang's figure had disappeared for a long time did they straighten up, all with expressions of reluctance.

The white cat guarded Peach Blossom Valley. Li Yufu and Tan Yien returned to Qingyang Temple to make arrangements.

Qin Sang embarked on this journey alone, without his little demon, accompanied only by his Nascent Soul talisman puppet.

Not long after Qin Sang left, vague and ambiguous news spread throughout the cultivation world.

Some said Qin Sang continued his arduous secluded cultivation in Peach Blossom Valley, preparing to make a breakthrough to the late Nascent Soul stage in one go, astounding the world. Others said Qin Sang was traveling outside, diligently searching for the Guiding Platform in the Ancient Immortal Battlefield.

His legendary performance in the Three Regions War, coupled with his astonishing speed in breaking through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, solidified Qin Sang's status as a legendary figure in the Beichen Realm.

In every region, his legend spread widely and was eagerly talked about.

In these people's minds, it was a foregone conclusion that Qin Sang would become a Grand Cultivator; it was only a matter of time. Some even, out of sheer boredom, gambled on whether Qin Sang could break through to the legendary Soul Transformation stage. However, even if that day truly came, those who participated in the wager would have long turned to dust, and the bets could never be collected.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators feared Qin Sang's strength. Moreover, there was Jing Yu, a mid-transformation stage demon, providing protection. Therefore, even if Qin Sang didn't show his face for a long time, no force dared to cross Qingyang Temple. Qingyang Temple, dominating the northern bank of the Cloud-Mist Great Lake, became increasingly prosperous.

The southern sea region of the Beichen Realm. The sea breeze was gentle, and the water surface was calm.

Qin Sang casually cast an invisibility spell and flew on his sword, not intentionally speeding up.

After flying for a while, he didn't know how far he had flown, but he distinctly felt that the wind and waves here had grown stronger.

The further he flew, the fiercer the wind and waves became.

‘Rumble...’

Towering waves crashed incessantly. Gale-force winds howled, accompanied by continuous thunder.

Having spent over a hundred years in the Canglang Sea, Qin Sang was intimately familiar with such sights. Such large waves and strong winds were undoubtedly influenced by a storm belt, indicating that he was nearing one.

As expected, in less than an incense stick's time, the storm belt came into view.

Qin Sang's figure halted. His gaze shifted as he surveyed the storm belt ahead, which overshadowed the sky like an iron curtain. As anticipated, the scene here was identical to the storm belts around the Canglang Sea.

After entering the storm belt, heading directly south would lead one through it and into the Three Northern Seas. However, it was easier said than done.

The storm belt was fraught with danger; it was impossible to fly through it safely. A single oversight could lead to disorientation, making it impossible to ever exit the storm belt. And such an occurrence was highly probable.

Qin Sang retrieved the Moon-Gazing Rhino Horn in advance. He recalled Yuan Zhu saying that powerful demon cultivators from the Demon Sea had once brought Moon-Gazing Rhino Horns into the storm belt, attempting to find the Canglang Sea and change their passive defensive situation. Yuan Zhu's cultivation wasn't high enough, so he wasn't sure if the Moon-Gazing Rhino Horn's effect would weaken or become indistinct if one ventured too deep into the storm belt; he merely warned Qin Sang to be careful. He figured the Three Northern Seas wouldn't be too far from the Beichen Realm, so the Moon-Gazing Rhino Horn shouldn't fail.

The storm belt was boundless, with no specific safe path; entering from anywhere was the same. Along this journey, unless he was lucky enough to stumble upon an intact ancient cultivator's ruins, there would be no place for him to rest and recover. He would have to charge through in one go. Especially in the latter half of the journey, his True Essence would be severely depleted, with no retreat, only forward momentum, putting immense pressure on him. These two primary reasons made even Nascent Soul cultivators reluctant to cross the storm belt casually.

Qin Sang remembered Chen Yan. When she left the Beichen Realm, her cultivation was merely at the early Nascent Soul stage. He speculated that she either possessed some auxiliary treasure or knew a hidden, unknown path. Her master was a Grand Cultivator, so it was possible she had left her some items.

He infused True Essence. The Moon-Gazing Rhino Horn emitted a soft glow, its mystical sensing guiding Qin Sang's direction. Qin Sang gripped the Moon-Gazing Rhino Horn tightly, found a random spot, and plunged into the storm!

‘Boom!’

A gray hurricane swept towards him.

During his Golden Core stage, Qin Sang had ventured deep into the storm belt to evade Old Demon Mu. Now, it posed even less of a challenge. Qin Sang's figure flickered, and he calmly dodged, darting forward like lightning.

The storm was boundless. There were no living creatures here, no sight of the starry sky or an end, only immense oppression. A solitary figure pressed forward valiantly into the storm, without looking back.

The Three Northern Seas.

An open expanse of sea. The sea surface was not calm.

However, the sky here was cloudless for thousands of miles, not appearing like a place where storms would occur.

‘Crack!’

Suddenly, a startling clap of thunder echoed from afar. The thunder shook the heavens and earth.

From the north, a streak of green light flew, like a verdant rainbow, its speed comparable to lightning. It streaked across the sky, turning into a mere speck of light in the blink of an eye.

Following the green light, two more streaks of escape light, one red and one black, pursued it closely. Their aura was just as powerful as the green light. An astonishing demonic aura!

The entities pursuing the green light were, surprisingly, all great demons at the Transformation stage, and they had already manifested their true demon forms!

The red escape light's true form was a one-legged divine bird, its head resembling a fleshy tumor, making it extremely ugly. From its appearance, it was impossible to discern its bloodline, but its entire body exuded crimson blood qi, with a pungent, foul smell.

The one-legged divine bird's plumage did not seem to be originally red, but rather had been stained crimson by the blood qi. The one-legged divine bird had a slender physique, with its wings spread wide, spanning a hundred zhang. It resembled a cloud of blood, and its aura was no less powerful than the escape light ahead of it!

In its triangular demonic eyes, a bloodthirsty and excited gaze was fixed, tightly locking onto the direction where the green light fled!