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Shangguan Lifeng's expression was complex, with the joy of reuniting with an old friend mixed with restraint. Remembering something, he hurriedly asked, "I wonder where the other Daoist priest is now"

Qin Sang sighed: "The senior Cloud Wanderer had already ascended to immortality many years ago."

Shangguan Lifeng fell silent. The feeling of shame and humiliation in his heart subsided slightly, at least he was still alive.

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'Boom!'

Suddenly, thunder boomed in the distance.

The earth shook violently.

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In the depths of the dark clouds, electric serpents danced wildly. Lightning bolts, like a blazing sun, exploded with a deafening roar, almost tearing the black clouds apart completely. The thunderclap shook the heavens.

In the midst of lightning, a giant hawk's shadow could be vaguely seen.

Wings like clouds hanging in the sky,

Like a divine bird commanding the thunder, it raises its head and soars into the sky, letting out a piercing, long cry.

His face turned pale, his heart trembled. Qin Sang gazed intently and saw Jing Yu unleashing his supernatural powers. Such a formidable aura meant he had encountered a powerful foe. His expression changed slightly, and he said in a deep voice: “This is not the time for old times’ sake. You can come find me later using this token... Take care, fellow Daoist.”

Qin Sang threw a token to Shangguan Lifeng. Behind it, a bolt of lightning flashed from the wings, transforming into a streak of light,

Rush towards the dark clouds.

Shangguan Lifeng opened his mouth, wanting to speak but stopping himself. He watched until Qin Sang's figure disappeared from view.

Only then did I remember that I had forgotten to ask Qingfeng Daochang's true identity.

Qingfeng Daozhang must be a pseudonym,

Otherwise, it would be impossible for him to have never heard of it.

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He hastily flipped the token in his hand,

I saw a 'Qin' character.

Then I remembered the pair of breathtaking phoenix wings behind Qin Sang, which didn't seem real.

Shangguan Lifeng suddenly thought of someone, his eyes widening.

"It's him!"

The Abyssal Sin had meticulously planned and set a deadly trap right here.

Lure the enemy into a trap.

The alliance between the two domains has fallen into a trap, and defeat is imminent.

Unexpectedly, Qin Sang and the others joined the battlefield. This variable quickly changed the situation. After a fierce battle, seeing that he could not gain greater benefits, Cui Yuan Ying had to hastily withdraw his troops.

After the battle, Qin Sang and his two companions were catching their breath.

"Thanks to the three of you, otherwise this time not only would we have suffered heavy losses, but our two might also be in grave danger."

At the head of this large army were two Nascent Soul cultivators. One of them, after gathering the remaining soldiers, came before them and bowed, expressing his gratitude.

This person is an elder of the Heavenly Alliance, surnamed Left.

Elder Zuo was filled with regret.

This time, Zui Yuan's ambition was extremely great. He not only wanted to devour this entire army, but also intended to keep both of them as well.

"The previous situation was too smooth, almost forgetting that Zuibian had once been a ferocious tiger that devoured people. The slightest slack allowed them to take advantage."

"Elder Zuo explained shamefacedly."

Qin Sang got up,

He spoke in a low voice: "It seems that Ye Lao Mo is still unwilling to accept defeat. This time, it was probably a premeditated counterattack."

It's certainly not just Left Daoist who was attacked. But the trend is unstoppable, their attempt to hinder our progress is nothing but a delusion!

Before his words could even finish, another Nascent Soul flew over in a hurry. "Just received a transmission from the Daoist Master. Several armies, just like ours, have been ambushed. The Daoist Master ordered us to hold our ground and not retreat, reinforcements will arrive soon..."

Everyone looked at each other.

Zhen Yi Lao Dao's judgment aligned with Qin Sang's, this was a desperate counterattack from Zui Yuan. As long as they crushed this offensive, Zui Yuan would be utterly incapable of launching another attack!

The overall situation is the most important.

I didn't have time to see Shangguan Lifeng.

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After receiving the message, Qin Sang and others left Elder Zuo to clean up the mess, while the rest immediately set off to support elsewhere.

Qin Sang and Jing Yu were almost tireless, shuttling between numerous battlefields.

The alliance between the two domains was like a raging torrent, unstoppable and powerful. Even when facing temporary setbacks, they did not collapse easily. Most held their ground until reinforcements arrived, then organized a counter-attack, never succumbing to defeat.

This was a large-scale battle that lasted for two days and two nights.

After the war, torrential rain poured down.

The rain washed away the blood from the past two days.

The last wave of Zui Yuan's attack was repelled. Seeing that there was no chance of success, he finally lowered his flags and called off the assault.

This battle was the most devastating loss suffered by the two domains' alliance since the start of the counteroffensive, but it also ignited their ferocity. They soon retaliated against Crime Abyss with even greater savagery.

Two months later.

Since the Battle of Midway, the situation has rarely seen much turbulence.

Before the invasion by Abyss, the central region of the Great Plains was a buffer zone between Abyss and the Celestial Alliance, always a disputed area. Now, the combined armies of the two domains have crossed this land and advanced into Abyss's heartland.

Wherever the army passed, cities and spirit mines that once belonged to the Abyss were readily handed over. Seeing the benefits, the Two Realms Alliance naturally wouldn't stop here.

After deliberation, the council of elders decided that Zui Yuan was already planning to retreat to his lair. They resolved to continue pursuing him relentlessly and drive him completely out of the Plain.

As for storming the lair of the Abyssal Cultivators, everyone knew it was unlikely. It would surely provoke a desperate resistance from them. Even if the Two Realms Alliance could win, they would have to pay an extremely heavy price.

The Heavenly Alliance and the Abyss of Hatred have a deep-seated animosity. Some are eager to take advantage of this, but the cultivators of the Xiao Han domain remain calm and show little interest. They won't follow them into madness.

The biggest winner of this battle is undoubtedly Xiaohan Domain.

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Regardless of its other benefits, the resources on the plains were something Xiaohan Domain had no business interfering with before. Now, they've directly obtained half and opened up a passage into the desert. Moreover, Xiaohan Domain has never experienced war on its own soil, while Zuiyuan has always been held back by Tiangao Plateau. They only contributed manpower.

A nameless small town.

A large army charged in, driving back the cultivators of Zuibian, and is now resting within the city.

City Lord's Mansion.

Li Yufu held a token in his hand and hurried into the most secluded courtyard in the mansion.

After his last retreat, Li Yuhu successfully broke through to the middle stage of the Golden Core.

Recently, he has been fighting non-stop, but Li Yuhu doesn't feel tired at all. This period of time, even when he is meditating, the corner of his mouth is smiling.

Li Yufu recalled his master's evaluation of his uncle back then, filled with admiration. When both of them were only at the Qi Refining stage, their master had already seen his uncle's potential.

After this battle, the Allied Forces of the Two Realms would certainly have a share of the spoils for Qin Sang. As long as they got their hands on several mineral deposits in Pingyuan, it would be enough to support the development of a sect.

He and Mei Gu, under Qin Sang's instruction, also sought disciples for Qingyang Guan among the scattered cultivators. Using Qin Sang's reputation, very few people were unmoved, and they did indeed find a few good prospects.

It is conceivable that once Qin Sang announced the establishment of his school, Qingyang Guan would surely become a force that no one could ignore!

This was created by my master!

"I didn't expect it to be completed so quickly, Master's wish..."

Li Yu-fu's wish had been fulfilled, and he no longer worried or fretted. He focused solely on his cultivation.

He knew deep down these were just temporary.

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In the vast river of time, how many sects have bloomed and faded like fleeting blossoms.

The foundation of Qingyang Guan is still shallow, but this foundation isn't something that can be improved overnight. Even Master has incredible abilities and couldn't do it alone. The responsibility lies on these juniors!

Li Yuhu clutched the token tightly, his expression resolute. He came to the small courtyard and lightly touched the restriction, saying in a soft voice: "Master uncle, you said that old friend is now outside the city lord's mansion, wanting to visit Master uncle."

From within, Qin Sang's voice echoed, "Oh Finally here, bring him in..."

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"Yes!"

Qin Sang walked out of the quiet room, the concrete turned into stone, transforming into tables and chairs.

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This is Shangguan Lifeng's first visit since they last met.

Qin Sang didn't send anyone to look for him, as if he had forgotten about this person. However, he kept instructing people to investigate secretly, and he already had some understanding of Shangguan Lifeng's character.

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After a moment, Li Yu Axe led Shangguan Lifeng in, bowed once, and then silently retreated.

"Qin...Senior."

Shangguan Lifeng hesitated for a moment, and was about to bow down when he felt a gentle force lifting him up.

“Since we met in humble beginnings, why act so distant From now on, call me Daoist Qingfeng. It sounds much better.”

Qin Sang smiled and pointed to the stone bench opposite, "Sit!"

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"Thank you for your invitation, Master."

Shangguan Lifeng sat down obediently and still looked very restrained.

Qin Sang sighed inwardly, the gap in their realms was evident. Their relationship couldn't return to how it once was, even if he wanted to treat talented individuals with respect, Shangguan Lifeng wouldn't accept it.

He looked over this old friend.

Shangguan Lifeng sat upright, his attire not like that of a Jindan cultivator, but rather like an ordinary world swordsman.

Clad in fine attire, his prized sword was not sheathed but lay diagonally across his back. Though hidden within its scabbard, the blade emanated a palpable aura of extreme sharpness, as if it were about to thirst for blood upon being drawn!

This is Shangguan Lifeng's unique secret technique, cultivating sword intent.

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"Fellow cultivator, have you encountered anything"

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Qin Sang noticed the hesitation in Shangguan Lifeng's eyes and asked.

Shangguan Lifeng seemed to have been caught off guard, his expression tightened as if he had been exposed.

Before deciding to visit Qin Sang, Shangguan Lifeng hesitated and was unsure how to start the conversation. Although they were acquaintances, they had only worked together once.

Two hundred years apart, how much different is it from meeting a stranger

Shangguan Lifeng didn't think this bit of sentiment could make the Yuan Ying Patriarch look at him differently. What's more, he had been saved by the other party not long ago.

If the other person is someone with fluctuating moods, if you push your advantage, you can imagine what the consequences would be.

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Shangguan Lifeng's heart skipped a beat. He abruptly stood up and said, "Please forgive my rudeness, Daoist Master. I would like to ask you for further guidance."

Qin Sang seemed thoughtful. He had long seen through Shangguan Lifeng's intentions.

Before Qin Sang could ask, Shangguan Lifeng proactively shared his experience. "When we parted ways that time, the Daoist personally demonstrated his swordsmanship to me. The killing intent contained within it left me intoxicated. Since then, I have kept it in mind, unable to forget it. Later, when a great war broke out, I actively entered the battlefield to fight and kill, desperately pursuing it for a hundred years, until I finally grasped a few points. If not for this reason, I should not have encountered so many twists and turns, nor would I have reached the golden core stage so late, but I have no regrets! However, after breaking through the golden core realm, I can't see the path ahead..."

Shangguan Lifeng drew his treasured sword into his palm, gently stroking it, his eyes filled with a look of confusion.

Upon hearing this, Qin Sang slightly nodded his head, glanced at Shangguan Lifeng, then at the treasured sword in his hand, and suddenly asked, "You said you've been pursuing it for a hundred years, is it that you are infatuated with the path of killing, or are you in love with the sword itself"

Hearing this question, Shangguan Lifeng's face suddenly stiffened. He opened his mouth, but couldn't speak. In an instant, he was covered in sweat, beads of perspiration streaming down his forehead, and his lips trembled.

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“I…”

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'Clang!'

Without warning, a sudden clang of sword resounded.

Shàngguān Lìfēng was taken aback. All the scenery in the world, including Qín Sāng, disappeared. In his vision, there was only a single flying sword left!

The flying sword was so perfect, every curve just right. It was light and translucent, like glass.

This was his first thought.

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Then he was startled to discover that the flying sword had appeared before him at some point, so close! He hadn't even seen the trajectory of the sword and was already held at bay by its tip against his brow.

This time, the experience is completely different from last time.

There was no sword energy that cut through the eight directions, and I couldn't even feel a trace of murderous intent.

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Shangguan Lifeng had a strange feeling, as if he were cut off from the world, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't escape this sword. Of course, he didn't have the ability to escape either.

His bones cracked throughout his body, his hands heavy as a thousand pounds, his eyes bloodshot, and his face flushed red, he couldn't move.

On the verge of death, the terrifying pressure did not shatter Shangguan Lifeng's Dao heart. He roared in his heart, widened his eyes, and stared intently at the flying sword before him.

“Ah!”

Shangguan Lifeng's whole body was covered in bulging veins, his expression ferocious, and finally he let out a furious roar, his voice hoarse and unusual.

He poured all his strength into it, his true energy surging madly into the saber as he hacked down with a ferocious blow!

"Whoosh!"

In his roar, the blade slashed through the air, like a bolt of lightning, striking the flying sword with pinpoint accuracy.

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The next moment, the blade light and flying sword vanished silently.

At the same time, the pressure on Shangguan Lifeng also disappeared.

"Snore..."

Shangguan Lifeng held his sword to the ground, gasping for breath. He felt utterly drained, as if all his true energy had been sucked away by that last blow.

"Chirp chirp..."

Birdsong echoed through the sky.

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A few birds chirped merrily as they flew overhead, oblivious to the strange happenings in the yard.

Shangguan Lifeng awoke as if from a dream, returning to reality. He sheathed his sword and, with utmost respect, bowed. "Thank you, Daoist, for your guidance."

This strike didn't cut through all of his confusion, but it cleaved a gap in the endless fog, allowing him to glimpse a different kind of scenery.

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However, this experience seemed different from the last one in some way, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

Shangguan Lifeng attributed this to the changes in their cultivation.

However, Shangguan Lifeng seemed to enjoy this feeling, as if it were exactly what he had been searching for.

“My old friend and I practiced the same cultivation method. Based on that method, he created a sword scripture, and this is the first form of the sword scripture.”

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Qin Sang let out a cold snort, looked at the sand table, and drew a line north of Yu City with his hand: "It seems that we will have to station troops here for the long haul and face off against each other. Such is well, lest future generations become too complacent and forget about their worries."

"You've made up your mind to become the ancestor, haven't you Where do you plan to build the mountain gate"

Qingjun glanced at him and continued, “Yuanshenmen is not bad. It’s next to Tianyaochu and not far from Qianshan Bamboo Sea. They are all under your control, able to watch over each other. I’ll play the villain and hand Yuanshenmen to you. With your reputation, no one will dare to say anything. As for the disciples within Yuanshenmen, I have already made arrangements. Among the newly recruited disciples, some talented ones recognize me rather than Leng Yuntai. You can accept them into Qingyangguan without worrying about any hidden dangers. As for the other Jindan cultivators, they are also quite sensible. Just deal with them as you see fit. Although they are descendants of enemies, these years they have been obedient to me. Give them a place to belong.”

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Qin Sang was startled and hurriedly chased after her, "Where are you going, Senior Sister"

Qing Jun said faintly, "I disguised myself as Leng Yuntian, originally intending to use Yuanshen Gate for my own purposes. I don't want them to become a burden to me. Now that Yuanshen Gate is of little help to me, and the war is about to end, I can focus on returning to seclusion. Since you have this idea, it would be perfect if you took over."

“I’m also doing this to fulfill a friend's last wish... There's no rush, let's discuss it again when things are stable. The Ziwei Palace is about to open, my senior sister might need help.”

Qin Sang thought to herself, "The Qingyang Guan must be bustling with activity."

In the future, not only will there be disciples from the Qingyang Guan lineage, but also from the Qianshan Zhuhai lineage, the Mo Yan Men lineage, the Yuan Shen Men lineage, and descendants of Qingzhu and Qingjun.

However, although the Yuan Shen Gate is good, it's not so easy to swallow. It requires careful discernment. Otherwise, once you are gone and no one is suppressing it, it's inevitable that some people will have ulterior motives and become uncontrollable.

Qingjun didn't say anything more. In her view, it was all trivial matters.

“I called you over because I have some leads on Fu Kui.”

Qingjun waved his hand to close the temple's restrictions, and led Qin Sang into a quiet chamber. The Yuan Ying Fu Puppet was no longer in its diminutive form, but had returned to its original appearance, standing silently there.

During this time, the Yuan Ying fu puppet has been kept here with Qing Jun.

Qing Jun raised her hand and pointed at Fu Kui's brow, a glimmer of ghostly light flashing from her fingertips.

The Yuan Ying Fu Kui suddenly opened its eyes, its gaze still frenzied, staring intently at Qing Jun. Once it was released, the first thing it would likely do wouldn't be to kill its enemies, but to devour its master!

“The predecessor from Shangyuan Qijing Palace had a brilliant idea. They used talismanic methods to condense talismans within it, refining it into something akin to a talisman weapon, allowing them to control the talisman puppet. I possess a secret art of puppet imprints, one type of which resembles talismanic imprints quite closely. With some time, I can transform the talismans within the talisman puppet's body into these puppet imprints, enabling me to control it just like Shangyuan Qijing Palace.”

Qingjun struck the air in front of Fu Kui, his palm glowing with power. As he did so, countless talismanic shadows flickered across Fu Kui's body.

Qin Sang was delighted to hear this.

Although he obtained the Yuan Ying Fu Kui, he didn't know how to manipulate it. If he tried to scheme and steal the secret arts of Shangyuan Qingjing Palace, Dongyang Bo would definitely interfere, causing all sorts of trouble.

My senior sister is deeply skilled in the way of puppets, as expected, she has come up with a way.

"But…"

Qingjun suddenly changed his tone, "Even if it is transformed into a puppet seal, it cannot change its nature as a ferocious puppet. That's why the ancestors of Shangyuan Qingjing Palace have been helpless against it throughout the ages. With your cultivation level, brother, controlling it will still be very dangerous. It's best to find a secret treasure that can protect your primordial spirit."

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Qin Sang nodded, frowning and saying: "Even Senior Sister can't solve the chaotic soul shadows in Fu Kui If all the soul shadows could be refined and integrated with Fu Kui, wouldn't Fu Kui's strength increase"

"My junior brother is right, but it's nearly impossible. Unless we can figure out why the talisman puppet is so special, able to block soul shadows and exist until now."

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Qing Jun scrutinized Fu Kui for a long time, and with a helpless sigh, said: "I've pondered over it for quite a while, but I can't see any clues. In my opinion, the reason is most likely not a restriction within Fu Kui's body, but Fu Kui itself!"

This idea coincides with Qin Sang's thoughts, he also has similar feelings.

Cultivators have countless strange treasures, and they have never seen so many treasures. Besides, the puppets are heavily restricted by enchantments and their original forms have long been lost. It is difficult to trace the origins of these puppets.

Qingjun pinched a seal, and the talisman puppet suddenly shrank, flying into Qin Sang's hand.

“I have already completed part of the transformation with secret arts. Now I will teach you this puppet seal. With some time and patience, you can systematically transform the seal into a puppet seal. Take it back and refine it yourself. These soul shadows are of no use to me. However, as your senior brother, try to sense as many soul shadows as possible. It will definitely help you overcome the bottleneck, and perhaps you will be able to break through the mid-stage soon.”

"Taking my senior sister's auspicious words to heart."

Qin Sang looked at the talisman puppet in his hand. Whether he could succeed as smoothly as his senior sister said depended on the talisman puppet and the Corpse Flower Blood Pearl.

Next, Qing Jun will teach Qin Sang the art of puppetry.

The Way of the Puppet, like Swordsmanship and Alchemy, is complex and profound. If one does not wish to expend effort in comprehending it, it will be difficult to achieve anything of note.

Fortunately, Senior Sister had already laid the foundation. Qin Sang didn't need to learn the complete secret art, just memorize that puppet seal and remember a few precautions.

As Qin Sang was about to get up and say goodbye after learning the art of puppetry, his expression suddenly changed. As if sensing something, he abruptly stood up and exclaimed in surprise, "Brother Bai is here!"

The celestial corpse talisman within the white body was created by Qin Sang. There has always been a connection between them, and when they are close, they can sense each other.

Qin Sang was uncertain.

At this time, Bai suddenly appeared on the battlefield when he exited the customs. Could he have encountered some difficulties

Or, has he already successfully broken through to the Corpse King

Qin Sang hurriedly bid farewell to Qing Jun, flashed out of the hall and swept towards the city gate.

The army was stationed in the city, heavily guarded. Bai didn't dare to infiltrate it. Only when he touched the prohibition outside the city was Qin Sang aware of him.

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Qing Jun sent Qin Sang out of the palace, watching his departing figure. Her brows furrowed slightly, as if deep in thought. She glanced in the direction of Cui Yuan, then returned to her quiet chamber and began meditating.

"Qin, senior!"

“Greetings, Elder Qin!”

Unconcerned with the propriety of it all, Qin Sang did not fly directly out of the city. Instead, he soared through the city streets. The cultivators he encountered along the way, upon seeing Qin Sang, would hastily make way for him, bowing and paying their respects.

Qin Sang was thinking about something, and soon arrived at the city gate. He looked at the soldiers on both sides, took out his token and shook it, "Open the city gate restrictions!"

"Yes, sir!"

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The goalkeeper didn't hesitate and immediately followed the instructions.

It was the dead of night.

The sky was overcast with thick clouds, not a single star was visible.

Qin Sang flew out of the city, his gaze sweeping across the surroundings. He drove up the escape light and flew out dozens of miles. Unexpectedly, an accident occurred. He lost the sense of conversation.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

'Boom!'

The grassland below suddenly exploded, erupting into a large pit. Soil, rocks, and grass flew everywhere.

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In the midst of the tangled grass, a black shadow moved silently, charging straight towards Qin Sang.

Qin Sang was first startled, then overjoyed, and burst into laughter. "Brother Bai, Qin has long since changed. With these little tricks, you think you can ambush me"

As soon as the words left his mouth.

The Eighteen Rods Demon Banner shot out from his sleeve, swirling in mid-air, growing larger with the wind. Then, demonic fire surged out, instantly forming a sea of flames.

That black shadow came out of nowhere, plunging headfirst into the demonic flames. Immediately, cries erupted, "When did you learn to control all the demon flags"

Qin Sang didn't answer, only laughing and jesting, "Dare to sneak attack this old man, let you taste the flavor of demonic fire!"

Having said that, he muttered an incantation, and all the demonic fire surged towards Bai, instantly forming a fireball around him.

"Relying on external objects, what kind of hero are you! Come down and fight me hand-to-hand!"

Trapped in the hellfire, Bai showed no fear and roared defiantly.

“I’m not afraid of hand-to-hand combat!”

Qin Sang scoffed, but her eyes held a hint of astonishment.

Within the sea of fire, Bai was dressed in a Taoist robe. He looked like an ordinary person, except his face was somewhat pale.

After sensing the true power of the demonic fire, he didn't know what kind of secret technique he used. Corpse energy surged throughout his body, but his size remained unchanged. He didn't become like the corpse king in the fairy grave, with a blue face, fangs, nails that grew abnormally long, and black hair all over his body, hideous to behold.

Only then did their eyes turn blood red, filled with a lust for blood.

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For a moment, the demonic flames were held back. Even when a wisp of fire got close, it didn't harm him in any way.

An ordinary Corpse King wouldn't be able to withstand the Demonic Fire so easily. It seems Bai has gained quite a bit from the Soul Pearl and Bone Curse.

"I give up! You demons are too tough!"

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Bai cried out.

Qin Sang put away the magic banner, and the two of them quickly landed on the ground.

"Congratulations, Bai brother, on your advancement to Corpse King!"

Qin Sang bowed and said congratulations.

Bai lightly waved her hand, glanced around, and sighed: "My breakthrough came too late, I wonder how much I missed."

Qin Sang laughed, "From returning from the Abyss to now, I've experienced countless battles. Facing Old Demon Ye at Blood Lake was even more dangerous. What good thing could this be"

“Exploring secret realms is certainly a good thing! Tell me all about your encounter at Blood Lake,” Bai said eagerly.

"Follow me back to the city, and we can discuss this in detail."

The two flew toward the city.

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Qin Sang said with delight, "I wanted to protect you during your tribulation, but you were so bold as to silently cross the celestial calamity. Did anything unusual happen"

“I finally sensed the opportunity and couldn't wait for you to return. I had to find a place to forcefully cross the tribulation. It is indeed different from you all, I almost fell in the heart demon tribulation, but it was considered safe and sound.”

With a trembling lip, he stammered, "I... I'm lucky to be alive."

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“Your strength clearly surpasses that of an ordinary Corpse King by a lot. You must be confident in surviving the Heavenly Tribulation,” Qin Sang nodded, remembering the strange scene earlier and hurriedly asked, “When you advanced to Corpse King, was the Heavenly Corpse Talisman inside your body finally deciphered Why was there a sense of it sometimes appearing and disappearing during the induction just now”

"Consider it cracked! Since the Heaven Corpse Talisman has already become one with my primordial spirit, it's difficult to shatter it. However, it no longer affects me. The reason I secluded myself for so long was to resolve the trouble caused by the Heaven Corpse Talisman."

Bai spread open one hand, the flesh and blood gradually becoming transparent, revealing the bones underneath. The bones were etched with strange patterns.

"Bone Curse!"

Qin Sang recognized him at once.

"I pondered over the Bone Curse and discovered that though it and the Heavenly Corpse Talisman are completely different, they seem to have a hidden connection, originating from the same source. I used the Bone Curse to draw upon the power of the Heavenly Corpse Talisman, failing countless times before finally succeeding."

"The Heaven Corpse Talisman is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, I didn't expect it to be so troublesome!"

Qin Sang sighed deeply, the Heavenly Corpse Talisman was even more troublesome than he had imagined.

"The Heaven Corpse Talisman is most adept at refining the Flying Night Demon, but that doesn't mean it's of that level. The power displayed by the Heaven Corpse Talisman and Bone Curse are just the tip of the iceberg, and their methods are very strange. None of the corpse dao secret arts you collected correspond to them. I racked my brains and only managed to discern some patterns. To truly understand its origins, we need to find that mysterious individual in the water prison. These two secret arts definitely have a significant history!"

Seeing the joy on Qin Sang's face, Bai understood his thoughts and suddenly changed his tone, "Don't be too happy yet. My method can only be used on myself. The Dumb Widow's realm is too low to withstand the complete Bone Curse."

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Qin Sang's smile froze.

He still thought that Bai could help the mute woman decipher the Tian Shi Fu, and he would be relieved of a worry.

"But don't worry, I have a plan that can help us tide over. While we can't bring her back to life, we can alleviate her suffering. At the very least, we can pull her out of darkness and restore her to her pre-exhausted state, maybe even better. How much she can be restored to, I can't say for sure. That fat silkworm is a wild card, perhaps it can help us. Of course, to truly awaken the mute girl, we still need to find the mysterious person and obtain the complete secret art."

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Qin Sang let out a breath. "It's considered good news. Once the war is over, I'll have someone look for Tan Hao's whereabouts. The city gate is almost here. Daoist friend, please don't show yourself publicly for now and retreat into the Corpse Puppet Bag."

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