Chapter 1384: Withering

'Boom!'

Lightning struck the sea surface.

The seawater was instantly pierced, creating a bottomless void. Waves surged skyward, glistening with silver light. Countless silver streaks, like serpents, darted among the spray, spreading out like a peacock displaying its feathers. They shone brighter than the moon, illuminating the entire night sky.

Affected by the lingering shockwave of the lightning, Bi Fang's speed involuntarily slowed.

Qin Sang seized the opportunity to quickly close in.

The distance between them significantly narrowed.

Bi Fang glared at Qin Sang with resentment, then spread its wings wide and suddenly flapped them towards Qin Sang.

'Whoosh!'

A fierce wind suddenly rose.

Qin Sang's vision was filled with a crimson hue.

On closer inspection, the crimson mass was revealed to be countless blood-red feathers, each one exceedingly sharp, shooting forth.

These feathers were not physical; they appeared illusory, but their power was not to be underestimated.

Qin Sang became wary.

He resolved not to engage Bi Fang in a desperate struggle and to guard against any cunning attacks.

Therefore, before determining the true power of Bi Fang's divine ability, he would not act rashly. He immediately slowed his pace, preventing the feathers from getting close.

'Whoosh!'

A point of golden light suddenly appeared.

The Golden Sinking Sword, like a soaring dragon, emitted a resonant hum. Although still a top-grade magical artifact, in Qin Sang's hands, its might was in no way inferior to other artifacts.

The sword body vibrated, splitting into numerous brilliant sword lights.

Golden light filled the sky, dazzling and brilliant.

It clashed directly with the crimson attack.

With a thought, Qin Sang unleashed the Golden Sinking Sword, which carried a massive torrent of sword light, forming a powerful sword rain that shot forth.

'Boom!'

In mid-air, the crimson feathers and the sword rain collided violently.

The roar was deafening.

Half the sky was dyed crimson, while the other half shimmered with golden light.

'Bang, bang, bang...'

Continuous loud crashes echoed.

Faintly, shattered feathers and dispersed sword lights could be seen.

It appeared neither side gained an advantage.

Bi Fang flapped its wing solely to impede Qin Sang's progress, and without waiting for a decisive outcome, it sped away.

Qin Sang showed no panic. Upon sensing the power of the blood-red feathers, he relaxed, then decisively merged with his sword and pierced through the crimson barrier.

'Whoosh!'

A crescent-shaped sword qi followed closely, approaching from an extremely tricky angle.

Bi Fang's left wing tensed, transforming into a blade as it chopped vertically downwards. Its feathers stood on end, glowing with a crimson sheen.

'Thud!'

A metallic clang rang out.

Bi Fang was unharmed.

However, the subsequent impact caused its body to tilt slightly.

Bi Fang was relentlessly pestered by Qin Sang. The continuous barrage of attacks infuriated it, yet it had no effective way to deal with Qin Sang unless it stopped to engage in a full-scale battle.

A red and a green streak of light cut across the night sky.

Ironically, it had only recently been Bi Fang relentlessly pursuing Qin Sang; now, their roles were reversed.

But even with Bi Fang focused entirely on escaping, the distance between Qin Sang and it was gradually closing.

Just then, Qin Sang suddenly put away the Golden Sinking Sword.

He had not publicly displayed the Seven Souls Killing Array, even though using a sword array might have made it easier to block Bi Fang.

What he then conjured was a demonic banner.

While being hunted by the Frogfish, he had once unleashed demonic flames in an attempt to ambush it, but failed. Since the demonic flames were already exposed, there was no need to hide them anymore.

A piercing whooshing sound filled the air.

Its momentum was not as grand as that of the Golden Sinking Sword.

Yet, an alarm blared in Bi Fang's mind. It turned its head to see a black fire snake shooting towards it. The aura emanating from the Nine Nether Demonic Flames instantly tensed its spirit, reminding it of the Frogfish's past warning.

This person possessed a strange black flame. The Frogfish, caught off guard, had nearly been struck, feeling a death threat, and remained shaken to this day.

This must be that demonic flame!

It dared not use its physical body to resist anymore. Out of helplessness, it could only swerve to avoid it.

The next moment.

The black fire snake brushed past Bi Fang.

Feeling the aura of the demonic flame at close range, Bi Fang's spirit trembled, and its expression shifted. Although it had heard from the Frogfish that the demonic flame was extraordinary, it had never imagined it would be so powerful, more terrifying than any spirit fire it had ever encountered!

"Disperse!"

With a thought from Qin Sang, the demonic flame suddenly burst, transforming into a sea of fire.

The raging inferno seemed to ignite the night sky. The black demonic flames appeared incredibly eerie under the moonlight, surging towards Bi Fang with a rush.

Bi Fang's eyelids twitched rapidly, its long neck tensed, and it let out a sharp cry to the sky. Its feathers stood on end, and its entire body erupted in crimson flames.

'Whoosh!'

The crimson flames soared skyward, almost completely obscuring Bi Fang's true form.

The demonic flames pressed down.

'Boom!'

The two unparalleled spirit fires collided, unleashing astonishing waves that swept outwards, instantly evaporating a layer of the water surface.

Exploding flames scattered in all directions, more dazzling than fireworks.

The night sky became a dominion of fire.

Qin Sang let out a soft "hmm" in surprise. He wondered what kind of divine ability Bi Fang's crimson flames were. Their power was truly not weak. Although the crimson flames were no match for the demonic flames and were being eroded, they possessed considerable resistance.

With this ability alone, Bi Fang was clearly superior to Baron Dongyang.

Truly a formidable veteran powerhouse who dominated its own domain!

As these thoughts flickered through his mind, Qin Sang's actions remained unaffected. He silently urged the demonic banner, adding two more points of force.

While Qin Sang and Bi Fang were locked in their relentless struggle,

On the other side,

The experts of the two factions had already engaged in countless skirmishes, with the situation constantly shifting.

However, they shared a common goal: the traitor from Xuantian Palace!

Because of this, both sides were concerned that the Xuantian Palace traitor might escape. They had no intention of fighting to the death here, and even amidst intense combat, they did not cease their pursuit.

Eventually, they even left Qin Sang and Bi Fang behind.

No one disturbed Qin Sang and Bi Fang's battle.

The humans were confident, given that they had Master Feng, a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator, making their chances of victory very high.

The demon kings also understood that the situation was very unfavorable for them. They could only change their strategy, aiming to quickly apprehend the Xuantian Palace traitor and hoping Bi Fang could escape Qin Sang's entanglement on its own.

Demon kings and Nascent Soul cultivators, rarely seen in ordinary times, engaged in a chase here.

In the blink of an eye, they swept across vast stretches of the sea.

From a distance, various colored streaks of light intertwined and dispersed, creating a dazzling display.

"Be careful, everyone, we're almost there!"

Island Master Shen transmitted a warning, remarking, "I never expected Daoist Mingyue's strength to be so formidable; he actually managed to hold Bi Fang back!"

Upon hearing this, Master Feng and the others looked closely.

However, the sea surface was empty; no islands or reefs were visible.

The winds here were fierce, and the waves were high.

Madam Yue mentally calculated, her delicate brows furrowing slightly. "Further ahead, we'll reach the storm zone..."

Before she could finish, she was suddenly interrupted by Island Master Shen's cry of alarm.

"This is bad!"

Island Master Shen opened his palm to reveal that the bloodworm had become extremely withered, melting into a puddle of foul-smelling black water at a visible rate, utterly decaying!

It was like a wilting flower.

At the same time, Island Master Shen lost his sensory connection to the imprint.

His expression drastically changed as he suddenly realized something. He looked up to see a fist-sized rainbow rat burrowing out from the eagle demon's feathers, its gaze filled with deep, bone-piercing hatred directed at him!