Chapter 1391: Mysterious Ice Box

The Mortal Realm

Island Master Shen and the others suspected that the demon race had manipulated events, deliberately feigning a desperate struggle for the white-robed man while secretly sending the Rainbow Rat to steal the treasure.

They could only blame themselves for overlooking the Rainbow Rat.

Provoked by Master Feng’s sarcasm, Bi Fang grew even more ashamed and enraged, wishing he could drag out the Rainbow Rat at that very moment and tear it to shreds.

But reason told him it was already too late.

The desolate island was so close to the storm zone; as long as the Rainbow Rat escaped into it, no one would be able to find a trace of it.

Bi Fang glared fiercely at the Eagle and Snake demons.

They had some previous dealings with the Rainbow Rat.

The Eagle Demon let out a wry laugh, a mix of admiration and anger. “I can’t believe it had the audacity to monopolize the treasure in that state…”

Everyone coveted Xuantian Palace’s precious treasure.

The Rainbow Rat was simply audacious.

Of course, some demon kings also suspected that the Rainbow Rat’s mysterious disappearance might be connected to the white-robed man, suggesting he might have had the last laugh, but none of that mattered anymore.

Master Feng and the others didn’t believe their nonsense at all, thinking these demon kings were merely putting on an act.

They were trying to play innocent after gaining an advantage.

“Kill!”

Master Feng roared.

Since they couldn’t find the Rainbow Rat, they had no choice but to vent their anger on the demon kings before them.

Qin Sang heard Master Feng’s telepathic message, inviting him to join forces to hunt down Bi Fang and slay the fiend.

Although they hadn’t obtained Xuantian Palace’s main treasure, the items within the ice-bound caskets used as bait were still of considerable value.

The white-robed man was indeed from Xuantian Palace, possessing considerable wealth. Island Master Shen and the others had managed to seize a few caskets, which would be divided equally later, with Qin Sang receiving a share.

Qin Sang’s expression shifted slightly. After a moment of thought, he agreed to Master Feng’s proposal.

A chaotic battle was on the verge of breaking out.

Without a word, Qin Sang and Master Feng rushed directly towards Bi Fang, their killing intent surging.

Bi Fang was startled. Daring not to hesitate, it flapped its wings rapidly, its blood-flame feathers jingling, and sped away from the island like an arrow loosed from a bow.

Island Master Shen and the other two each made their move, engaging the four demon kings, including Frog Fish. However, being one person short, they were soon exploited by their opponents.

The pursuit battle between the experts of both races once again unfolded in this sea area.

A streak of crimson light streaked across the night sky.

Immediately after, two streaks of escape light followed closely.

Like three meteors, they rapidly flew over vast expanses of sea.

All three streaks of escape light were extremely fast.

But there was still a difference in their speeds.

Bi Fang’s Bloodflame Transformation secret art had not yet ended, and its escape speed was like lightning. It ultimately charged into the storm zone.

Qin Sang could still keep up, but Master Feng was gradually left behind. His escape technique excelled in flexibility, allowing him to transform into wind and smoke and penetrate everywhere, but it was slightly lacking in pure speed.

Qin Sang was quite surprised by the speed Bi Fang displayed at that moment.

After observing for a while, he finally noticed something amiss.

At that moment, Bi Fang had transformed into a ball of blood-flame, with blood-flame continuously emerging from its body, burning its own vital essence. It was very likely using a divine ability that overdrafted its potential.

“This is already the third transformation of Bloodflame Transformation,” Qin Sang thought. “Bi Fang’s divine ability is truly extraordinary…”

No wonder Bi Fang had been entrenched between the Crescent Realm and the Star Sand Archipelago, causing trouble for so long without being annihilated.

“I’d like to see how long your vital essence can continue to burn,” Qin Sang thought with a cold smile.

Unexpectedly, after a period of pursuit, Bi Fang saw that shaking off Qin Sang was hopeless, so it flew out of the storm zone again.

Soon after, Qin Sang discovered a surge of demon energy to the north. The sea surface was covered in a dense black mass; the demon army had finally arrived.

The demon army was well-trained; their battle formation remained orderly as they advanced.

Qin Sang frowned and stopped, watching helplessly as Bi Fang escaped into the Myriad Demon Formation.

The demon army had formed a formation, and it was unknown if other demon kings were present. With his Nascent Soul puppet not by his side, he certainly didn’t want to risk forcing his way in.

Even though he was reluctant, he could only give up.

He didn’t return the same way to rendezvous with Master Feng. Instead, he flew near the storm zone, and after flying back for a while, a dark silhouette emerged from the sea surface.

His Nascent Soul puppet had returned.

The Heaven’s Eye Butterfly’s excitement hadn’t worn off yet; it pounced onto Qin Sang, rubbed against him repeatedly, and only then retreated into his Qi Sea.

He received the ice-bound casket from the Nascent Soul puppet.

Qin Sang examined it, discovering that the seal on the ice-bound casket was quite complex; he needed to go back and study it carefully.

“A spirit body…”

Holding the ice-bound casket, Qin Sang recalled the previous battle, lost in thought.

In both battlefields, the white-robed man’s Nascent Soul was nowhere to be seen.

Yet, the aura emanating from him clearly belonged to a Nascent Soul cultivator.

In the storm zone battle, it was impossible for the white-robed man to play any more tricks; he must have perished. However, his spirit body seemed different from an ordinary cultivator’s nascent spirit.

“His spirit body lacked any ethereal quality; it was extremely solid, like a ghost cultivator with a physical body… Could he have specialized in cultivating the nascent spirit?”

Qin Sang’s heart stirred.

In the current cultivation world, this type of cultivator was even rarer than body cultivators.

At least in the Northern Star Realm, he hadn’t heard of anyone specializing in cultivating the nascent spirit or physical body and still reaching the Nascent Soul realm.

“Could it be that cultivators specializing in the nascent spirit or physical body don’t need to form a Nascent Soul?”

Qin Sang recalled the ancient texts he had read, but related records were too scarce, almost non-existent.

To Qin Sang’s knowledge,

From a macroscopic perspective, most cultivation paths could be categorized into the three paths of Essence, Qi, and Spirit. In ancient times, these could all lead to the Grand Dao, with Dharma cultivation being just one of them.

In the current era, the path to immortality was difficult.

For humanity alone, Dharma cultivation was the only true path.

Other paths, even if one could barely cultivate them, offered very slim hope of reaching the Golden Core realm, and thus gradually declined until they were abandoned.

Dharma cultivators refine true essence and form a Nascent Soul, but the other two paths might not follow the same process!

“The *Fire Seed Golden Lotus* is merely a secret art for subduing spirit flames,” Qin Sang mused. “Unfortunately, *Heavenly Demon Refining Form* originates from the demon race, and I cannot cultivate it completely, otherwise I might have comprehended some profound mysteries.”

Qin Sang’s thoughts raced as he sighed inwardly, "Xuantian Palace, the largest force in the North Sea, is indeed worthy of its reputation! Even such rare cultivation methods have been passed down and can truly lead to the Nascent Soul realm. I wonder if there will be a chance in the future to borrow and examine them."

Unfortunately, he couldn’t obtain any cultivation methods from the white-robed man’s relics.

Qin Sang tried a few more times but couldn’t open the ice-bound casket for the time being, so he placed it in his Qianjun Ring. He then took a long detour to rendezvous with Master Feng and the others.

Learning that Qin Sang had lost track of Bi Fang, Master Feng felt quite regretful but understood that Qin Sang wasn’t to blame.

“Bi Fang burned its vital essence to escape this time; it’s estimated that it won’t be able to cause trouble again without a century of recuperation. Frog Fish and the other demons also suffered injuries, so it’s a good opportunity to drive them all back to the demon realm in one fell swoop!”

Master Feng was preparing to vent his anger on the nearby demon race, but recalling the treasure, he was still very unwilling. “It’s regrettable that the precious treasure fell into their hands!”

Qin Sang remained calm, agreeing with Master Feng, and together they cursed the Rainbow Rat.

They turned back to pick up the human army, made arrangements, and returned the same way to the nameless island.

Entering the main hall, everyone fell silent, and the atmosphere grew heavy.

Island Master Shen swept away the gloom on his face and said with a smile, “At least we seized a few ice-bound caskets. The treasures on that person should be good, so we’re not returning empty-handed. Let’s see what’s inside…”