Chapter 394: Essence Blood Feeds the Ghost

The Human World

The Five-Element Law-Breaking Sword spell is specifically designed to breach restrictions. Gu Tiannan was, after all, only in the Qi Refining stage. The spiritual items he collected were limited, so the Five-Element Spirit Swords he forged to complement the spell were not of high quality, leading Qin Sang to rarely use them later on. Qin Sang had already fully mastered the spell. Later, he gathered more spiritual materials and had the Five-Element Spirit Swords re-forged, significantly improving their quality.

He had found the key to breaking the restriction. The spirit swords advanced simultaneously, transforming into long rainbows that pierced into the barrier. Bursts of spiritual light illuminated the barrier, rippling like flowing water and casting a kaleidoscopic glow throughout the side chamber. Qin Sang put Yu Hua out of his mind and focused entirely on the restriction, not daring to miss a single change. He had to manipulate the Five-Element Law-Breaking Swords with extreme precision, leveraging the power of the five elements to break through layers of intricate and complex restrictions in order to succeed. Even so, it took Qin Sang a full thirty breaths of time to open the barrier. Fortunately, Yu Hua had not yet managed to trap the Sky-Flying Yaksha.

Although breaking the restriction didn't involve a fierce battle on the surface, the mental exertion was no less demanding than the previous fight. A single misstep could trigger a counterattack from the restriction, rendering all his efforts futile. Physically and mentally exhausted, Qin Sang wiped sweat from his forehead. His face was unnaturally pale as he turned his head for a glance. The battle outside was incredibly fierce. It wouldn't be easy for Yu Hua to concentrate on breaking the restriction while entangled with the Sky-Flying Yaksha. This particular restriction should buy Qin Sang some more time.

Pondering these thoughts, Qin Sang took a step forward, gazing into the pitch-black darkness before him. The path ahead was uncertain; he didn't know what he would encounter. Yun Youzi had been extremely secretive about this, having once said that the path ahead was incredibly perilous and even he wasn't confident about it. That's why he had urged Qin Sang to leave immediately, so as not to implicate him. However, with his Silver Blade Talisman, Black Dragon Stone, Spirit-Binding Rope, Living Corpse, and several other important treasures successively destroyed, and himself at the end of his tether, Qin Sang faced an almost hopeless situation. He could no longer heed Yun Youzi's warnings. Even if it was a perilous situation with only a slim chance of survival, it would be better than his current predicament. Only in chaos could he seize a glimmer of hope from the impossible! With these thoughts, Qin Sang's expression became resolute. He summoned the Ebony Sword for defense and stepped into the darkness.

The next moment, the world spun around him. This feeling was very familiar. Qin Sang's heart stirred; hidden in the darkness was, surprisingly, a teleportation array. As his vision returned, Qin Sang found himself in another empty ice hall. Unlike the ice hall outside, this one clearly bore signs of artificial excavation. The perfectly square ice hall had been carved out entirely using treasure swords. Behind him was more darkness, while strange lights circulated on the opposite ice wall. Qin Sang recognized at a glance that these restrictions served to reinforce the ice wall and appeared to be primarily for external defense.

Qin Sang quickly surveyed the ice hall's environment, somewhat surprised by its quietness and the absence of any immediate danger. Then, his figure flashed as he darted towards the ice wall. The ice wall was somewhat transparent, allowing him to faintly discern the external environment. Outside the ice wall, a hurricane churned up endless wind and snow, continuously battering the ice wall. His vision was filled with a vast expanse of white. Other than that, there seemed to be no obvious danger; he couldn't spot any ancient beasts.

Qin Sang's thoughts raced. Instead of trying to break the ice wall's restrictions and proceeding further, he leaned against the ice wall, sat cross-legged, summoned the Ten Directions Yama Banner, and pulled an item from his mustard seed pouch. It was precisely the Ten Directions Yama Banner magic treasure he had obtained from Sun De! Not only did Yu Hua possess a magic treasure, but so did he!

Qin Sang gazed at the huge banner. His spiritual sense probed into it, and as expected, the magic treasure remained unresponsive.

“It seems I need to set up the array first,” he murmured. Qin Sang murmured to himself. He internally assessed his condition, noticing his injuries had improved somewhat, then waved his hand to set up the Ten Directions Yama Array before him.

“Come out!” Qin Sang let out a low shout, and as yin energy vibrated, ten main souls emerged from the ghostly banner. At this moment, Qin Sang still couldn't sense any connection between the main souls and the magic treasure.

Does it require essence blood...? Qin Sang recalled every detail he had witnessed in the secluded pool. He knew the Demonic Sect possessed many similar blood-refining techniques, but he wasn't sure if merely feeding essence blood to the ghosts would suffice, or if a specific secret technique was also required. If a secret technique was indeed necessary, he would have no choice but to abandon his attempt to use the magic treasure, open the restriction, and continue his escape. Success or failure hinged on this one move!

His spiritual energy transformed into a small knife, cutting Qin Sang's fingertip. Qin Sang squeezed out a few drops of essence blood, dividing them into ten, each flying towards one of the ten main souls. Sensing Qin Sang's essence blood, the main souls, like hungry chicks, impatiently opened their mouths wide, rushing forward to swallow the essence blood. It was clearly visible to the naked eye: Qin Sang's essence blood flowed into the main souls, and their bodies became suffused with a faint blood-red glow. Qin Sang attempted to activate the magic treasure, but it still didn't respond.

It seemed it wasn't enough! Qin Sang pondered. In the secluded pool, the main souls under Yu Hua's command had their bodies almost entirely permeated with blood threads, and the blood glow around them was several times more intense. Only then could they barely support the magic treasure. Qin Sang steeled his heart. Disregarding his own weakness, he forced out most of the essence blood from his body and fed it to the main souls.

“Roar! Roar!” The main souls roared more excitedly, and blood threads began to spread across their entire bodies, the blood glow intensifying. Qin Sang's already abnormally pale skin became almost transparent, but an expression of extraordinary surprise appeared on his face. At that moment, he finally felt a response from the magic treasure! This method worked!

Overjoyed, Qin Sang glanced down at the magic treasure, then suddenly waved his hand and hurled it forward. He then forcefully commanded the excited main souls to gather, and together, they lifted the magic treasure.

Boom!

An immensely powerful aura burst forth from the magic treasure, causing one to tremble involuntarily! The ten main souls struggled to lift the magic treasure, letting out strained roars, but they successfully withstood its pressure and persisted. Qin Sang hastily stuffed a handful of spiritual pills into his mouth and immersed his spiritual sense into the magic treasure.

To his surprise, the magic treasure did not contain the millions of souls he had imagined. Instead, it was filled with endless Nine Nether Demonic Flames, so vast they seemed to cover the sky and obscure the sun. Nothing else was visible. He wondered if his cultivation was too low to fully perceive the magic treasure's complete form. The thought flashed through Qin Sang's mind, but with time pressing, he didn't delve deeper. Being able to control the Nine Nether Demonic Flames was sufficient!

As his spiritual sense connected with the magic treasure, Qin Sang willed it, and a vortex immediately appeared on the banner. Nine Nether Demonic Flames floated out from the vortex, gathering into a stream that rotated around Qin Sang. The Nine Nether Demonic Flames possessed terrifying power. Qin Sang had no doubt that without the magic treasure's restraint, he would be easily incinerated. Yet, at this moment, the Nine Nether Demonic Flames were remarkably obedient, allowing Qin Sang to command them freely. At the same time, Qin Sang realized just how terrifying the magic treasure's consumption was. It devoured his spiritual energy like a bottomless pit. Fortunately, his injuries had partially recovered, and he had taken several spiritual pills beforehand, allowing him to barely sustain its power.

However, this was not a bad thing. It indicated that Yu Hua also couldn't control the magic treasure for extended periods!