Chapter 1892: Drive the Tiger to Swallow the Wolf

The Human World

The Heavenly Demon’s demonic will descended!

Qin Sang’s body was already controlled by the shadowy figure, rendering him unable to act at this moment.

Summoning the Heavenly Demon was a risky maneuver, akin to using a tiger to drive off a wolf, but it came with severe hidden dangers and could very well lead to his own demise.

A Heavenly Demon and a Yang God—two formidable and unpredictable entities—coexisted within his body.

Qin Sang wasn't sure if he could survive this tribulation, but he had no choice but to fight for survival against all odds.

The Jade Buddha's performance in resisting the Thunder Ancestor's power gave Qin Sang some confidence.

The reality, however, was far more severe than Qin Sang had imagined.

This could no longer be merely called the Heavenly Demon’s demonic will; it was more akin to its demonic thoughts, or even a sliver of its fragmented soul.

The Heavenly Demon's demonic will that was initially summoned paled in comparison to the current manifestation.

Faced with such terrifying demonic will, anyone else would have likely lost their mind, succumbing to an endless illusion of inner demons.

Fortunately, Qin Sang's consciousness remained clear. Sensing the dire situation, he unhesitatingly dismantled the altar and interrupted the summoning ritual, attempting to sever the connection.

In the unseen, an unimaginably evil and dangerous presence seemed poised to turn its gaze upon him, far more terrifying than the enemy already facing him.

If the Heavenly Demon's true form were summoned, the enemy would undoubtedly perish, but Qin Sang himself would have no chance of survival either.

The shadowy figure's actions clearly demonstrated that the Jade Buddha had limitations when facing top-tier powerful beings.

Would this action be effective?

Qin Sang did not know.

He dared not release even a sliver of his spiritual sense to perceive the situation outside.

Few people in the world could likely be like Qin Sang, who, when invaded by an extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon, not only remained conscious but also meticulously observed the changes brought by the demonic will.

However, Qin Sang had no desire to experience this feeling a second time.

A chilling sensation enveloped his entire body; his blood seemed to freeze, losing all sensation.

Faintly, a strange aura lingered outside the Jade Buddha's light, but it could not pierce through it.

Some rejoiced, while others despaired.

When the ritual was complete, both the shadowy figure and Qin Sang simultaneously sensed the aura of the Heavenly Demon's demonic will.

The shadowy figure was all too familiar with this aura.

He had never imagined that Qin Sang, clearly not a Heavenly Demon's favored one, could and dared to summon a Heavenly Demon, and that what was summoned was no ordinary extraterrestrial Heavenly Demon!

In his prime, he might have been able to resist the demonic will's invasion.

At this very moment, however, he was in an unprecedented state of weakness.

Before breaking into the Divine Court, he had already sustained severe injuries and abandoned his physical body.

When forcibly sent into the Divine Court, he endured unimaginable pressure while passing through its barrier.

The one who blasted open the Divine Court's barrier and sent him in was no longer able to protect him.

The channel formed by the palm print contained dangers more terrifying than a void storm, only worsening an already dire situation.

After entering the Divine Court, to seize the Emperor's Sword and its secrets before others could react, the shadowy figure had no time for recovery or adjustment. Dragging his heavily injured body, he forcibly seized Qin Sang.

The Heavenly Demon was omnipresent.

The Yang God, severely injured and eager for quick success, exposed a flaw in his mental state, which gave the Heavenly Demon an opportune moment.

Inside the Purple Mansion.

The shadowy figure stood motionless before Qin Sang's primordial spirit, its expression morphing from horror to hatred, then to ecstasy, pain, and happiness...

It displayed a myriad of expressions, too numerous to count.

Unexpectedly, the shadowy figure proved formidable. A painful struggle suddenly flashed in its eyes as it let out a silent roar, surprisingly achieving a shred of clarity. Its expression ferocious, it retreated frantically.

Qin Sang's eyes were wide open at that moment, his expression blank, like a corpse that had died with its eyes open.

Suddenly, his face became covered in blood-red light.

Dense threads of blood gushed from his brow and pupils, vaguely revealing a distorted shadowy figure.

The shadowy figure escaped from within Qin Sang's body, just as it had invaded it.

However, as the blood-red light left his body, a cold demonic will closely followed, clinging like a persistent ailment.

"Ah!"

A piercing scream echoed throughout the Divine Court.

Even after escaping Qin Sang's Purple Mansion, the shadowy figure still could not shake off the Heavenly Demon's demonic will!

The scream was incredibly shrill and bizarre, a single sound seemingly containing countless emotions and an unshakeable fear...

The immortal clouds trembled.

The scream pierced his ears.

Qin Sang was startled awake, finding that he had regained control of his body. The chilling sensation that had enveloped him receded like a tide. His eyes flickered, and he witnessed a bizarre scene.

A mass of blood hovered before him, twisting and shifting, with no discernible human form.

The scream emanated from within the 'blood mass,' and its aura confirmed it was indeed the shadowy figure that had attacked him.

However, the aura of a Heavenly Demon was also present within the blood mass!

"The Heavenly Demon's demonic will couldn't penetrate the Buddhist light barrier, so it changed its target, locked onto the shadowy figure, and pursued him out?"

Qin Sang wasn't clear about the exact details and could only speculate.

"Given how vulnerable the shadowy figure is, is this merely a sliver of the Heavenly Demon's demonic will, or is the Heavenly Demon's true form attempting to assimilate him? If the Heavenly Demon's true form descends through the shadowy figure, what should I do?"

He might have attracted something even more formidable, adding fuel to an already chaotic situation.

When the crisis first struck, Qin Sang couldn't think too much, but now he felt a surge of dread.

Nevertheless, this was the best outcome he could have hoped for!

Just then, Qin Sang's heart suddenly pounded, filling him with a strong sense of unease.

*Whoosh!*

Qin Sang instinctively retreated rapidly, and his vision was instantly engulfed in boundless blood-red light.

The blood mass transformed into a distorted human-like outline, its body composed of countless threads of blood.

At the core of the blood threads, a particularly special point of blood-red radiance appeared.

This point of blood-red radiance was incredibly pure, distinctly different from the chaotic blood-red light emanating from the shadowy figure.

As the blood-red radiance first appeared, the shadowy figure became even more distorted.

The blood-red radiance seemed to possess a devouring ability; the blood threads within the shadowy figure frantically gathered towards it and were absorbed.

The shadowy figure, which had initially maintained a human-like outline, quickly reverted to a mass of blood.

The blood-red radiance grew increasingly bright and dazzling, eventually transforming into a fingernail-sized blood-red crystal.

The blood crystal was pure and flawless, drawing all attention.

This very object was the source of Qin Sang's unease.

"Danger!"

Qin Sang's expression changed drastically.

*Crack!*

The blood crystal shattered, its fragments splattering everywhere, transforming into masses of blood-red flames that engulfed the sky and earth.

In an instant, the blood crystal transformed its surroundings into a sea of blood-red flames, the raging inferno dyeing the Divine Court an eerie crimson.

*Whoosh!*

The blood flames surged skyward.

Endless blood flames erupted.

Fortunately, Qin Sang reacted quickly enough, barely escaping the range of the blood flames. Even from the edge, he could feel a power that made his heart tremble.

The shadowy figure vanished into the blood flames.

The Heavenly Demon's demonic will was also engulfed by the blood flames.

Faintly, a fierce roar filled with unwillingness seemed to emanate from the depths of the sea of blood.

*Hiss...*

Qin Sang gasped sharply, his scalp tingling, grateful that such power had not erupted within him, or he would have been utterly annihilated.

He stared intently into the depths of the blood flames, noticing that they erupted for only an instant and receded just as quickly.

The sea of fire rapidly contracted inwards.

"It seems... the Heavenly Demon's aura has vanished?"

Qin Sang could no longer feel that unique, sinister coldness. The shadowy figure was more powerful than he had imagined.

However, Qin Sang suspected that the blood crystal was not the shadowy figure's own power; it was either a strange treasure or there was an even more terrifying entity behind him.

For Qin Sang, the destruction of the Heavenly Demon's demonic will might not necessarily be a good thing.

The best outcome would be for both the shadowy figure and the Heavenly Demon's demonic will to be utterly destroyed; otherwise, the crisis would remain unresolved.

Unfortunately, things rarely go as one wishes.

As the blood flames receded, the scene within the sea of fire gradually revealed itself: the mass of blood was still surging!

"It's not dead after all!"

Qin Sang's heart leaped, and he nearly despaired.

In this situation, where could he possibly escape?

Having lost the Sky Patrol Divine Chariot, he couldn't possibly escape through the South Heaven Gate anytime soon, nor could he enter the various divine palaces to seek refuge.

Before the shadowy figure's bizarre divine abilities, the Thunder Escape technique was useless.

Precisely because of this, Qin Sang made no futile attempts. He continued to observe the blood mass and soon noticed something unusual.

"No, wait!"

Qin Sang noticed that the blood mass's aura was much weaker than before; the blood crystal had significantly depleted its power.

It was clear that by detonating the blood crystal to destroy the Heavenly Demon's demonic will, the shadowy figure had also paid a considerable price.

The blood mass was unable to reform into a human shape for a long time.

Furthermore, the aura and consciousness Qin Sang perceived from it were still incredibly chaotic, almost insane.

"It's an inner demon illusion! He was afflicted by inner demons triggered by the Heavenly Demon's demonic will and is still trapped within the illusion!"

"A chance!"

Without a doubt, this was a golden opportunity.

Qin Sang didn't hesitate for a moment. He raised his hand and pointed to the sky, and rolling thunder boomed deafeningly.

He once again cast the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal Talisman.

Thunder spells are specialized in dispelling evil, and they might have a miraculous effect.

Though its might was far from comparable to earlier, Qin Sang felt an unprecedented ease and smoothness while casting it this time.

This was one of the benefits of having the Thunder Ancestor's power infused into his body; Qin Sang's understanding of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal Talisman was now far superior to before.

*Crack!*

Thunder transformed into a seal, and lightning illuminated the sky.

A bolt of lightning descended from the heavens, striking the blood mass violently.

The blood mass was pierced by the lightning, emitting a shrill roar, but after a series of contortions, it closed back up, not perishing.

Qin Sang's pupils involuntarily constricted. He hadn't expected the shadowy figure to be so difficult to kill, even while trapped by inner demons.

Furthermore, this bolt of heavenly lightning seemed to have an adverse effect; the shadowy figure appeared to be showing signs of breaking free from the inner demon illusion.

Qin Sang's eyes flashed with killing intent. If the shadowy figure were to break free from the inner demons, who knew what bizarre methods it might still possess!

*Whoosh!*

The Nine Nether Demonic Flames left his body, transforming into black flames that filled the sky and surrounded the blood mass.

Moreover, sword intent hovered in the air, and the Roaming Cloud Sword transformed into the Seven Souls Killing Formation, its sword light poised to strike.

Qin Sang's body trembled as he was enveloped in Buddhist light, just as he was about to cast the Sun Wheel Seal.

Just as Qin Sang was about to unleash all his divine abilities in a torrent of attacks, he was suddenly startled by another anomaly.

A palm print!

Qin Sang looked over in alarm.

The void and the Divine Court barrier were regenerating, and the palm print was losing its momentum. The blood pool was shrinking with time, now a circle smaller than before, yet the fluctuations emanating from it grew increasingly violent.

The scene within the blood pool was nauseating.

When he saw the source of the fluctuations in the depths of the blood pool, Qin Sang's expression changed drastically once again.

There were two sources of the fluctuations.

At one source, he could vaguely see a yellowish aura violently rushing out of the blood pool, gradually causing the blood pool to form a vortex.

Within that yellowish aura, countless human heads surprisingly floated, flickering constantly, like ghostly smoke refined from countless living souls, or perhaps the legendary Yellow Springs.

What was even stranger was that the faces on these heads were identical.

On these identical faces, completely different expressions were displayed: some were laughing loudly, others crying bitterly, and still others screaming.

During the violent surge, human heads were constantly annihilated, and the yellowish aura visibly contracted, severely damaged.

But the yellowish aura showed no signs of stopping, and the human heads seemed endless.

The other source was even more formidable.

There, a black mystical light, like an arrow, also targeted the Divine Court outside the blood pool.

Within the mystical light, there was only one person.

This person was completely unclothed, their skin smooth and radiant like jade.

Their hands were clasped over their chest.

Every now and then, their skin would develop cracks under immense pressure, resembling shattered porcelain.

Then, expressionless, they would plunge their fingers into their body, tear off this layer of skin like a snake shedding its skin, and discard it.

Sheet after sheet of human skin was shed and turned into dust.

Qin Sang could not clearly see inside the blood pool, but he could sense that two auras were attempting to rush into the Divine Court.

Judging by the scene in the blood pool, these two auras showed no signs of perishing.

Passing through the blood pool and entering the Divine Court was only a matter of time!

To be able to traverse the blood pool without perishing, the strength of these newcomers was likely no less than that of the shadowy figure.

Qin Sang was naturally alarmed!

A single shadowy figure had pushed him to such a desperate state; how could he cope if two more appeared?

Could he possibly summon the Heavenly Demon again?

Even if he slayed the shadowy figure, he would still be unable to escape his grim fate.

This situation was too desperate.

Qin Sang looked around in a daze.

The sea of clouds stretched continuously, and immortal mountains and divine palaces appeared and disappeared.

He saw neither the Daoist True Monarch nor the Heavenly Transcendence Master; there were no reinforcements at all.

In this vast Divine Court, everyone but him was an enemy. And these enemies were so overwhelmingly powerful that it was despair-inducing.

Looking up at the sky, layers of celestial clouds from the Nine Heavens blocked his path to the Thunder Ancestor's Divine Palace.

Qin Sang now intensely missed that incomparably powerful, unparalleled force.

Perhaps he should perish together with the shadowy figure, dragging one down with him to the grave before he died!

Qin Sang's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, but a persistent belief in his heart dispelled all negative thoughts.

How could he give up like this!

He cultivated for this life, seeking the path of immortality. If his soul returned to the underworld, even dragging an enemy down with him, what would be the point!

Qin Sang took a deep breath and suddenly ceased all attacks.

The thunder seal in the sky vanished, and the lightning dissipated.

The Nine Nether Demonic Flames paused briefly, then rapidly retreated, merging into Qin Sang's brow.

The vital energy and blood within his body calmed. The outline of the golden sun that had appeared behind Qin Sang also faded away.

Only the Roaming Cloud Sword remained, but it dispersed the Seven Souls Killing Formation, replacing it with the Seven Constellations Sword Formation.

In the blink of an eye, darkness and stars enveloped the space.

The blood mass was drawn into the sword formation, pulsating like a beating heart, with the shadowy figure still immersed in the inner demon illusion.

Qin Sang didn't have much time; he merely evolved the Western White Tiger Seven Mansions, temporarily trapping it within the sword formation.

*Whoosh!*

Having done this, Qin Sang turned his gaze to one side.

Two charred corpses floated in the sea of clouds: the demonic remains of the Azure-Scaled Demonic Serpent and the Black Demonic Peng.

The two demons had been too close to Qin Sang, and merely the aftershocks of the Thunder Ancestor's heavenly lightning had rendered their demonic corpses unrecognizable.

He raised his hand, aimed at one of the demonic corpses, and made a grasping motion in the air.

The demonic corpse's head burst open, and a demonic core flew out.

*Whoosh!*

The demonic core landed in his hand.

This core was dazzling and vibrantly colored.

A supremely beautiful core, yet it contained potent poison!

This was the demonic core of a Void Refinement stage demon king. Anyone else would have become dizzy just from smelling its aura.

Qin Sang took a deep breath, steeled his resolve, and swallowed it.