Chapter 795: Body Cultivator

Human World

"Are the Nascent Soul battles between the two races still ongoing outside Seven Kills Palace?"

Qin Sang hadn't seen any trace of Nascent Soul cultivators earlier, so he thought the situation had settled.

He had been affected by a Nascent Soul battle before and didn't want to repeat the experience.

Yet, his fears were realized.

The two streaks of light chased each other, eventually heading directly towards his direction.

Seeing this, Qin Sang cursed under his breath. He didn't care about anything else and immediately activated his secret talisman and the Sword Qi Thunder Sound. Without looking back, he swiftly fled the area.

A shimmering treasure light moved rapidly through the storm.

Even within the storm, the battle between the two Nascent Soul cultivators remained fierce, and its intensity grew even more astonishing.

Hurricanes roared.

Waves surged to the heavens.

Fortunately, they were at sea. If it were on land, one couldn't help but wonder if mountains would be gradually eroded by the storm, and no living creature could survive there for long.

Watching the Nascent Soul battle draw closer, Qin Sang was alarmed. He struggled to evade, drifting with the storm, and finally escaped the Nascent Soul battlefield.

*Rumble…*

*Crack!*

Amidst the never-ceasing storm, thunderous sounds echoed.

Two figures chased and fought, one wielding a sword, the other with a black flute floating before him.

The flute played, but instead of music, it emitted deafening thunder. Illusory beast shadows, fiercely malevolent, burst from the flute and charged towards their opponent.

The sword-wielder flicked his wrist, and dozens of sword lights circled his body, forming a sword array. It ultimately transformed into a river of sword qi, a milky way descending from the sky, tearing apart the beast shadows and striking at the black flute.

The two seemed equally matched, neither able to gain the upper hand.

They had been fighting continuously in the storm and were beginning to tire. With a tacit understanding, they fought while moving towards the edge of the storm. Wherever they went, sword qi and beast shadows flew, and residual energy spread in all directions.

Although Qin Sang reacted quickly, he was still affected. He felt a sharp pain in his back, staggered, and was slammed into the sea by a giant wave caused by a sword qi.

"Cough, cough…"

Qin Sang's face was pale. He struggled out of the sea, and his gaze swept around, finding that the two streaks of light had already departed. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

He was somewhat concerned. If the Nascent Soul cultivators of the two races didn't give up and continued fighting like this, the area outside the storm might already be in chaos, potentially triggering a full-scale war between the two races.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

The battle zone glowed with dazzling light, and the two Nascent Soul cultivators attacked even more ferociously.

A streak of azure light struggled through the waves, flying at full speed, and finally succeeded in avoiding the impact of the residual energy, holding out until the two Nascent Soul cultivators left.

However, at the last moment, the sword-wielding Nascent Soul cultivator unleashed an extremely powerful sword array. Countless sword shadows blotted out the sky, striking the other person.

The other person showed no fear. The black flute suddenly expanded, and a phantom beast resembling a Qilin leaped out, shielding its body, blocking the attack.

It was another evenly matched strike. The two continued fighting as they moved further away, disappearing into the depths of the storm.

But the impact from the sword array was far from settled. The azure light had originally avoided the battlefield, but unexpectedly met with disaster. First, it was knocked flying by the aftermath of the explosion, then scattered sword shadows struck.

Within the azure light was a lean-faced young man with a hooked nose.

His eyes were extremely sharp. He showed no panic when facing the sword shadows. His eyes darted around, fixed on the direction where the two Nascent Soul cultivators had disappeared. Once he confirmed they were far away, he let out a long howl.

The howl was incredibly sharp. Immediately after, two masses of azure light emerged from the hooked-nosed man's back.

The azure light writhed, transforming into two enormous wings.

Although the wings were conjured from azure light, they looked as real as genuine ones, covered with fine, delicate feathers. The feathers were also azure, forming exquisitely beautiful feathered wings.

With a *whoosh*, the wings spread open, then instantly folded, completely enveloping the hooked-nosed man.

At this moment, the sword shadows struck.

*Bang, bang, bang…*

The wings were hit by the sword shadows, sending feathers flying. Many gaps appeared in the wings, leaving them tattered, but they successfully protected the hooked-nosed man.

However, the immense force still sent the hooked-nosed man flying backward, his body like a ball, propelled far away by the sword shadows.

Meanwhile, Qin Sang, who had just emerged from the sea, saw this scene. From a distance, he watched the man shed the immense force and emerge from his wings. Unexpectedly meeting in such circumstances, Qin Sang narrowed his eyes.

"Although the sword array is a spent force, and these two cultivators are not as powerful as the Demon Lord and the Great Witch Priest, their power is still not to be underestimated. This person appears unharmed, just as I expected—a peak Core Formation expert!"

Qin Sang made his assessment.

At this moment, the hooked-nosed man also noticed Qin Sang, turned to look, and frowned deeply. His first instinct was to retract his wings, but he immediately realized it was too late. A strong murderous intent flared in his heart.

Other Nascent Soul cultivators might still be fighting nearby. Qin Sang was oblivious to the hooked-nosed man's murderous intent. He dared not linger here and had no desire to interact with the hooked-nosed man at this moment. He glanced at him and then turned to leave.

As long as the connection with the bone flute remained unbroken, he wasn't afraid of losing track of the other party.

But Qin Sang had not gone far when his expression suddenly changed, turning grim. The other party had followed him without a word, erupting with astonishing speed and openly displaying a terrifying murderous intent.

The distance between the two rapidly closed.

Qin Sang abruptly turned his head.

The two faced each other across the storm and waves.

Qin Sang felt the resolute determination in the hooked-nosed man's eyes and was utterly astonished.

He and the man had no grievances, and he had been following him until now without a reaction, indicating that the bone flute had not been exposed. Why did the other party look at him as if he were an enemy?

Even if it was for murder and treasure, he shouldn't have such an expression.

Was it simply because he had witnessed his disheveled state?

Qin Sang suppressed the doubts in his heart, a strong sense of alarm rising within him. This person might be the strongest opponent he had encountered since reaching Core Formation. Without hesitation, he activated his secret talisman and flying sword, and his speed suddenly surged.

The hooked-nosed man showed some surprise at Qin Sang's astonishing evasion technique, but then he smirked disdainfully. The wings on his back had returned to their original state, and with a gentle flap, he became like a streak of azure lightning.

The fierce wind and giant waves never ceased.

Qin Sang fled at full speed through the gaps in the storm, with the hooked-nosed man in hot pursuit.

After a period of chasing and fleeing, Qin Sang's expression grew even grimmer.

He had known for a long time that the other party's escape speed surpassed his own. However, with the storm changing instantly, it wouldn't be so simple for the other party to catch up to him.

Unexpectedly, the gap was magnified within the storm.

Qin Sang had now discovered that the hooked-nosed man's cultivation was not as high as he had imagined, but his physical body was formidable—this person was actually a body cultivator!

Facing the impact of the waves, Qin Sang had to activate his true essence to protect himself, inevitably affecting his escape speed. The other party, however, crashed directly through the wind and waves with his body.

(Came home late from playing; luckily, it's the weekend, so I can sleep in.)