Chapter 707: Terrifying Great Demon

The others had not yet emerged. It was unknown what had transpired in the underground cave; if they still couldn't make a decision, they might not be able to escape even if they wanted to.

Qin Sang had no time for others. In a hurry, he glanced back. The person in the white cloud immediately spotted Qin Sang, and a streak of light detached from it, rapidly pursuing him.

"Indeed, it's not just one person!" Qin Sang thought to himself, speeding away at full throttle without the slightest hesitation.

The pursuer seemed to realize that Qin Sang's escape technique was exceptional, and given the considerable distance between them, relentlessly chasing someone in the demon sea was unwise as it could easily alert demonic beasts. Realizing the pursuit was futile, the person eventually gave up after a chase. But once this person returned to the white cloud, its speed surged significantly again.

Qin Sang fled without looking back. After covering a considerable distance and confirming he was no longer being pursued, he quietly descended onto the water.

"Why is there still no activity there? Have they been forced into an agreement, or were the people in the cave instantly killed?" Qin Sang turned around and looked into the distance, pondering.

Unexpectedly, just as this thought crossed his mind, an extremely dazzling sword light suddenly erupted from that direction, followed by an unusually sharp sword cry.

"Good! They're fighting!" A smile appeared on Qin Sang's face.

"It's Mr. Lan..." Qin Sang recognized the spirit sword of the azure-robed scholar. The sword light had been unleashed by him, indicating he had encountered a formidable enemy and had clearly used his full power in that strike. This person's mastery of the sword was even greater than Qin Sang's; even if he hadn't fully grasped Sword Qi Thunder Sound, he was very close.

Qin Sang was secretly shocked. This person had also hidden their true abilities. During their previous discussions, he had humbly asked Qin Sang several questions about swordsmanship, yet Qin Sang hadn't detected anything amiss. Indeed, none of them were ordinary individuals. Qin Sang would also need to be fully prepared to face this sword.

Immediately after, a sudden buzzing sound, like that of bees, completely drowned out the sword cry. Then, at the point where the sword light was directed, a strange, indistinct phantom materialized in mid-air. Qin Sang was certain it wasn't a human figure, but rather an insectoid shadow.

"Insect manipulation! So, they are from the Witch Clan, and someone is a traitor! It seems Mr. Lan is not allied with these people..."

Qin Sang concealed himself and ascended to a higher vantage point to observe from afar. He clearly saw the sword light and the insectoid shadow locked in combat, appearing evenly matched with no clear victor yet.

As he watched the battle, Qin Sang opened the gaunt old man's mustard seed pouch. His spiritual sense swiftly swept over its contents, and suddenly, his expression shifted. A white bone, as thick as an adult's thigh and a full ten feet long, emerged from the pouch.

"A great demonic beast's bone! The aura it emits is identical to that of the beast hide!" Qin Sang grasped the bone, noting that it was completely devoid of luster and spiritual energy, and was extremely brittle. Clearly, like the beast hide, it had been thoroughly corroded.

"This person and the short, stout cultivator are indeed working together. Besides this bone, there are no other significant treasures in the mustard seed pouch. It seems they truly only found some scraps in the cave mansion. Could it be that they spent everything to open a Nascent Soul cave mansion, were initially ecstatic, only to discover all the treasures had been corroded by the chilling mist? Faced with such immense disappointment, did they conceive this wicked plan to use the area as bait, luring a few people here to kill them and recoup their losses?"

Qin Sang murmured, "Or perhaps there's a sealed treasure trove deep within the cave, requiring specific conditions to open? I'll find out if I capture someone and interrogate them."

Huge waves surged there, and the battle was immense. Even from high in the sky, the island was obscured, and the intense fluctuations of colliding true essence frequently emanated from the site. At this point, Qin Sang noticed the battlefield was shifting, suggesting one party was retreating, possibly attempting to flee.

"They haven't managed to defeat Mr. Lan for so long, which confirms my suspicion. Although the gaunt old man's accomplice commands a peculiar white cloud with astounding escape speed, their actual combat strength is limited. If I return now, I could instantly dispatch one, easily turning the tide of the battle." Qin Sang mused, but then hesitated, unsure if the group was merely putting on a show to lure him back.

"Even if the new arrivals are incredibly strong, it's unlikely they'd devise such a quick scheme to lure me back. Such a massive disturbance might attract a powerful demonic beast, making it a net loss for them. Besides, I wasn't using my full power earlier; with the Sword Qi Thunder Sound, their white cloud couldn't have caught me. If they insisted on a prolonged chase, relying on who had deeper true essence, I'd have nothing to fear with my Corpse Core."

Qin Sang decided to approach quietly and take a look. However, just as he flew a short distance back, an inexplicable sense of dread suddenly welled up within him. His hairs stood on end, as if a terrible danger was rapidly approaching.

Qin Sang abruptly stopped and spun his head around, his face etched with a look of startled uncertainty. The next moment, he saw ripples suddenly appear on the sea surface to his left. Beneath the waves, a massive, dark silhouette, resembling neither dragon nor fish, slowly ascended from the ocean depths.

The sight of this dark silhouette made Qin Sang's scalp tingle; it was very likely a great demonic beast in the late Demonic Core stage! This sea area actually harbored such a terrifying great demonic beast, possibly slumbering, now awakened by the battle and surely out to devour people!

Fortunately, the great demonic beast was drawn to the battle ahead and hadn't noticed Qin Sang, who was relatively closer. Qin Sang held his breath and slowly retreated. The fierce battle continued ahead, and no one had yet noticed the terrifying dark shadow rapidly approaching beneath the waves, with danger drawing near!

After retreating some distance, Qin Sang turned and fled without a backward glance, casting aside all thoughts of treasures and spiritual flames. Before such a powerful demonic beast, there was no room for luck; everyone else could only pray for themselves.

"Splash!" Not long after he fled, Qin Sang heard a deafening roar of water. Startled, he looked back to see a white line appearing on the sea surface behind him, followed by a wall of water dozens of feet high, relentlessly pursuing him. Faintly, he thought he heard an exceptionally shrill scream.

Qin Sang raised his escape light, seeing only a vast expanse of white waves. A colossal demonic beast rolled among the waves, seemingly playing. As for the cultivators, they were long since engulfed by the spray, completely out of sight. Even that island seemed to tremble amidst the giant waves stirred up by the demonic beast. So many cultivators appeared utterly helpless against a single demonic beast, and it was unknown how many, if any, could have possibly escaped.

As dusk approached, Qin Sang, having witnessed this scene, fled resolutely, chasing the setting sun. He estimated the battle wouldn't last much longer, but he dared not pause for a moment. Otherwise, once the great demonic beast finished off the others, he would be next.

Even after the battlefield was out of sight, the turbulent aftermath of the conflict hadn't subsided. Though significantly weaker, the disturbances still reached the sea beneath Qin Sang. Just as Qin Sang thought the great battle was over, a thunderous roar suddenly came from behind him!