Chapter 754: Danger

The Mortal World

The Mortal World

"He was deliberately waiting for me!"

From the moment Qin Sang met Cui Ji and began traveling with him, he had secretly been on guard. Regardless of Cui Ji's intentions, Qin Sang would not give him any opportunity.

With numerous demons surrounding them and their escape still uncertain, Qin Sang had not expected Cui Ji to be so reckless as to instigate internal conflict at this moment.

Even stranger, how did the Bone Lotus end up in Cui Ji's hands?

Xiang Yi could be considered the strongest among the eight people present. Qin Sang admitted he was no match for him, and even facing the subterranean beast, it shouldn't have led to such a swift loss of life and treasure.

Unless there was another hidden reason!

Qin Sang's suspicion grew, and he suddenly felt a hint of unease.

*Swoosh! Swoosh!*

An overwhelming surge of purple radiance filled Qin Sang's vision.

The purple radiance emanating from the Violet Gloom Pearl could both soften and harden. Previously, it could form a cage, easily trapping the Flying Yaksha. Now, it was as potent as sword energy, incredibly fierce and unyielding.

The purple radiance, like a bolt of silk, would undoubtedly turn Qin Sang's body into a honeycomb if he were hit.

Cui Ji had planned this for a long time, and Qin Sang was almost completely unprepared.

Moreover, with the two of them so close and Qin Sang surrounded by the Violet Star Vultures, Cui Ji's timing for attack was extremely cunning, making it impossible to evade.

Qin Sang's face was grim. His first reaction was to open his Corpse Puppet Bag.

The moment the Flying Yaksha leaped out, the purple radiance descended.

A thick cloud of corpse aura gathered in front of the Flying Yaksha's chest. The Flying Yaksha stood defiantly before Qin Sang, shielding him from harm, its fierce eyes wide with fearlessness.

Unfortunately, the Flying Yaksha had too little time. The corpse aura couldn't form a shield and was pitifully thin, instantly shattered and dispersed by the purple radiance.

All that remained was its physical body!

The Flying Yaksha's physical body was powerful, but it had its limits. Cui Ji was at the peak of the middle stage of cultivation, stronger than he was twenty years ago, and the power of the Violet Gloom Pearl was incomparable.

*Thud...*

As the Flying Yaksha took the full force of the purple radiance with its body, several large holes instantly appeared on it, pierced through by the attack, leaving it in a horrific state.

In that critical moment, though Qin Sang tried his best to make the Flying Yaksha avoid vital points, the situation was too perilous. He neither knew nor could he attend to the Flying Yaksha's overall condition.

The Flying Yaksha blocked part of the purple radiance, buying Qin Sang precious time.

He frantically poured his true essence into the Golden Radiance Armor, causing golden light to surge around him, forming a thick, radiant armor on his body, making him resemble a war god.

*Thwack!*

Qin Sang was struck heavily, his face instantly turning pale. He was sent flying by the immense force, crashing violently into a Violet Star Vulture.

This particular Violet Star Vulture suffered the most; first injured and knocked unconscious by Qin Sang's impact, then pierced through the heart by a streak of purple radiance, it died instantly.

The next moment, Qin Sang, along with several Violet Star Vultures, was engulfed by the purple radiance.

*Clang! Clang!*

A sudden clang of metal resonated.

Within the purple radiance, Qin Sang fell to the ground, grunting in pain. The purple light permeated his chest, his face completely devoid of color, and his Taoist robe had burst open, revealing the Golden Radiance Armor beneath.

A deep dent had appeared on the chest plate of the Golden Radiance Armor, with numerous fine cracks radiating outwards from it.

Two streams of purple radiance had successively struck the same spot, breaking through the golden armor.

The Golden Radiance Armor itself was damaged!

Without the Golden Radiance Armor, Qin Sang would have been in serious trouble.

Cui Ji's sneak attack was incredibly treacherous. Had Qin Sang not reacted promptly, the damage would likely have been more severe than just a dent and cracks. This Golden Radiance Armor, whose material rivaled that of a mid-grade magic treasure, might have been utterly destroyed.

Qin Sang gritted his teeth, forcibly suppressing the chaotic flow of vital energy within him. Just as he was about to get up and regroup, a white light suddenly appeared from behind the purple radiance—it was a flying dagger.

The white light was the dagger's gleam, its blade resembling an autumn stream, moving faster than the purple radiance, striking like lightning towards Qin Sang's neck.

The flying dagger had a slender design, with a terrifying upward curve at its tip, making it an undoubtedly fearsome weapon.

Cui Ji hadn't possessed this magic treasure twenty years ago; it was a new acquisition.

A flying dagger behind the purple radiance!

This was the true killing move, and it was extremely malicious. It struck like lightning, arriving in an instant, taking advantage of the fleeting moment when Qin Sang had just fended off the purple radiance and his guard was momentarily down.

Qin Sang's expression changed. The appearance of the purple radiance had been within his control, which was why he hadn't released the Two-Headed Ferocious Beast to help defend, intending to give Cui Ji a surprise.

Now, it was too late to release it!

*Clang!*

The sword sang and whistled.

The Ebony Sword appeared with a thunderous roar. Simultaneously, Qin Sang's body was enveloped by his dragon soul, emitting dazzling red light.

He remained in his fallen position, without even a chance to get up, yet simultaneously activated his Sword Escape and the Nine-Dragon Celestial Carriage Talisman, bursting forth with extreme speed.

The flying dagger slashed towards his neck.

In that suffocating moment, Qin Sang's body suddenly sprang up. He could already feel a chill on his neck, the icy blade almost touching his skin.

*Swish!*

Qin Sang narrowly avoided a vital spot, but he still couldn't completely dodge the blade and was ultimately injured.

Excruciating pain shot through his shoulder, and blood spurted out.

The flying dagger cut deep into his shoulder, severing flesh and almost completely severing his arm at the root. White bone was exposed, and the dagger gleamed crimson.

Qin Sang's arm hung limply. His true essence vibrated violently within him, repelling the spent flying dagger.

Qin Sang's face contorted in pain. He gritted his teeth and glared fiercely at Cui Ji.

Cui Ji, however, looked surprised. He knew Qin Sang's escape speed was good, comparable to Xiang Yi's, but he never expected Qin Sang to burst forth with such astonishing speed instantly, even faster than before, managing to dodge a potentially fatal blow.

While the injury appeared horrific, it wasn't critically severe for a cultivator. As long as the residual blade energy in the wound was expelled, he could quickly heal.

Cui Ji, however, was smiling broadly, looking completely confident.

Even the best escape technique wouldn't change anything!

This was the Violet Mist Forbidden Land, not comparable to other places; it was surrounded by endless poisonous mist. That previous strike had not only severed Qin Sang's arm but also broken through his protective spiritual aura.

The poisonous mist, mixed with the blade energy, had already infiltrated Qin Sang's body.

To make matters worse!

With the poison having entered his internal organs, there was no remedy.

Unless Qin Sang immediately activated his cultivation technique to suppress the blade energy and fully expel the poisonous mist.

Unfortunately, neither the Violet Star Vultures nor Cui Ji would give him that chance.

Cui Ji beckoned with his hand, recalling the flying dagger.

This flying dagger was a magic treasure he had acquired at great cost, and he feared Qin Sang would contaminate it with his strange methods.

"Demon cultivator, today is your death day!"

Cui Ji's expression was maniacal as he unleashed his fury.

Holding the Violet Gloom Pearl, he launched another fierce assault, giving Qin Sang no chance to catch his breath. He didn't need to kill Qin Sang himself; merely prolonging the fight would ensure Qin Sang's death by poison.

It had been a long time since he had been forced into such a perilous situation by a cultivator of the same realm. After forming his Golden Core, Qin Sang had typically overpowered opponents of similar cultivation levels, thanks to his various techniques.

Qin Sang couldn't help but admire Cui Ji's profound schemes, excellent timing, and the astonishing power of his killing move, which had managed to break through his defenses.