Chapter 934: Fierce Battle Against Three Enemies

Qin Sang and his avatar arrived simultaneously.

Any other Core Formation cultivator would not have fared much better than the young man surnamed Fang.

To Qin Sang's surprise, the relaxed expression on Bai's face had vanished, yet there was still little fear.

"Does he have the confidence to face both me and my avatar at the same time?"

Qin Sang's heart sank.

Many of his techniques, such as the Blood Filth Divine Light, could not be used against Bai.

Even a treasure like the Star Conch would be limited.

Bai occupied the body of the Flying Yaksha, which was a refined corpse. He also seemed capable of detaching from the body at will. Even if the Star Conch could severely damage his physical form, it might not harm his ghostly essence. Furthermore, with Bai controlling the Flying Yaksha for so long, no one knew what changes might have occurred, and its previous weaknesses might no longer exist.

Qin Sang's thoughts raced as he fully unleashed his Sword Wheel.

Blood qi surged from the avatar's body. The Blood Sword seemed greatly pleased, erupting with dazzling crimson light. A blood-red sword energy, several feet long, shot out with a whistle.

The stench of blood was pungent.

Bai watched Qin Sang and the avatar's offensive, remaining still and remarkably calm. He swung both arms, attempting to single-handedly fight both Qin Sang and his avatar.

*Whoosh, whoosh…*

Ghost claw shadows covered the sky, like black waves, surging back towards Qin Sang's side.

Having previously gauged the power of the ghost claw shadows, Qin Sang and his avatar didn't hesitate. They increased their True Essence, and the two flying swords emitted a resonant hum, sweeping aside all obstacles.

The barrier formed by the ghost claw shadows couldn't hold for long. Countless shadows were extinguished under the mighty sword energy, retreating step by step.

Seeing this, Bai showed no sign of anxiety.

He took a deep breath. Corpse qi boiled within his body, and a faint layer of it appeared on his skin, accompanied by an inexplicable fluctuation. Upon closer inspection, one could see the corpse qi was pale white, remarkably similar to the surrounding ghost mist.

For decades, Bai had been refining this physical body.

Before the Flying Yaksha was taken, the corpse qi within its body originated from refined Earth Fiend Qi, which was darker than the ghost mist.

*Bang, bang* sounds continuously rang out as the ghost claw shadows were consecutively shattered by the two flying swords, making the barrier increasingly thin.

Just then, Bai suddenly let out a low roar. The corpse qi within him erupted without warning, transforming into chains of greyish white light that shot deep into the surrounding ghost mist. Strange runes appeared on the chains.

In an instant, the ghost mist surged and swirled.

The world itself seemed to change color.

The ghost mist was actually agitated by the corpse qi, surging madly towards Bai's location, eventually forming a ghost mist hurricane that rapidly took shape where Bai stood.

The ghost mist hurricane swept through the surroundings, causing bone mountains to collapse and skeletons to crumble into dust.

The disturbed vengeful spirits were enraged, but sensing the terrifying aura displayed by both sides during their battle, they instinctively felt fear, only daring to linger on the periphery and not daring to enter.

During the previous battle, the outside had already been surrounded by vengeful spirits, their intermittent wails seemingly cheering on both sides.

Now, these vengeful spirits, along with new ones, were bound by the chains and swept into the ghost mist hurricane.

The ghost mist spun wildly, emitting chilling roars from within. Its momentum was terrifying, like a vast white silk banner, obscuring the sky and sun.

Bai silently chanted a few words, his eyes glowing intensely, and then he sharply waved his hand.

With a deafening roar, the ghost mist hurricane suddenly pressed down, hurtling towards Qin Sang and his avatar. The hurricane was unstoppable, possessing the momentum to crush everything.

Qin Sang was secretly alarmed. He didn't know what divine ability Bai had used to control the ghost mist and gather the power of vengeful spirits.

The pressure from the ghost mist hurricane made his heart clench. He retreated without hesitation, simultaneously ordering his external avatar to withdraw with him, temporarily avoiding the brunt of the attack.

As the hurricane struck, the Sword Wheel and the blood-red sword energy were engulfed.

The Sword Wheel was forced into a defensive stance, and the Blood Sword vibrated repeatedly, both seemingly suppressed.

The next moment, Bai's eyes shifted, and his figure suddenly vanished from his spot, merging into the ghost mist. Ignoring the avatar, he reappeared a few flashes later, heading directly for Qin Sang's main body.

Then, he unleashed a powerful palm strike. Empowered by the ghost mist, it transformed into a massive greyish-white palm that descended with a booming sound.

Qin Sang snorted coldly, his figure retreating rapidly. At the same time, he flicked his wrist forcefully, and the Hunyuan Concentric Ring pierced through the giant palm, appearing directly above Bai's head.

Next, the magical artifact flashed, and the Two-Headed Ferret leaped out. In a blur, it split into several phantoms, all baring their fangs and sharp claws, charging straight for Bai's face.

*Bang!*

The phantoms of the Two-Headed Ferret shattered completely, its main body tumbling in mid-air before retreating to Qin Sang's side.

Bai was suddenly attacked and forced to defend, slowing his offensive. Qin Sang and the avatar seized the opportunity to break free from the ghost mist hurricane, recall their flying swords, and retreat.

"You have another spirit beast?"

Bai was even more surprised; he clearly hadn't expected Qin Sang to be such a formidable opponent.

His eyes glinted. Seizing the advantage, he didn't relent, immediately activating the ghost mist for another attack.

For a time, both sides were locked in fierce combat.

The battlefield shifted back and forth.

The ghost mist hurricane, having devoured vengeful spirits, raged everywhere. Inside, streaks of blood-red and azure light could be clearly seen intertwining.

Bai displayed immense power, hidden deep within the ghost mist, making him impossible to pinpoint.

Qin Sang grew more alarmed as the battle progressed. His combined forces with the avatar and the Two-Headed Ferret were equivalent to three late-stage Core Formation experts, yet they hadn't gained any significant advantage.

"I've told you before, as long as we're in this space, you'll never be able to defeat me."

Bai's voice, slightly ethereal, emanated from the ghost mist.

Qin Sang let out a disdainful snort. "Stop trying to be mysterious! Manipulating ghost mist and spirits must be an immense burden on you. With your current strength, you certainly can't maintain it for long! Besides, you haven't fully taken control of this body!"

During the fierce battle, Bai couldn't perfectly conceal himself, and a momentary oversight allowed Qin Sang to notice a clue: the Flying Yaksha's primordial spirit, and the soul imprint he had left within it, seemed not to have been completely refined by Bai.

This surprised Qin Sang. He wondered if it was due to the Celestial Corpse Talisman or because his own soul imprint contained the aura of the Jade Buddha.

When he last visited the Seven Kills Hall, Bai must have been very weak, not even daring to meet him face to face.

Now, Bai was capable of fighting three formidable opponents, but only a few decades had passed, making it highly probable that he hadn't had enough time to fully refine the Flying Yaksha.

If the Flying Yaksha's primordial spirit still remained, he could try to regain control of it once Bai became weak.

As if his weakness had been exposed, Bai remained silent for a moment before saying, "You are indeed very perceptive. But can you wait until I'm exhausted? Although I don't know what it's like outside, people only appear every many years and then leave in a hurry. Presumably, you can't stay here for too long either, can you? Unless you intend to be trapped here with me."

Qin Sang remained silent.

The battle continued relentlessly. With the help of his avatar and the Two-Headed Ferret, Qin Sang persistently pressed deep into the ghost mist, searching for Bai's true form.

Seeing Qin Sang's apparent default, Bai's spirits lifted. "Since neither of us can defeat the other, why don't we stop and discuss a deal? It would benefit us both."

Qin Sang didn't reply, a cold sneer forming in his heart. He secretly formed a hand seal, and a faint sound of wind and thunder could be heard within his body.