the flag gate formation, to reinforce Qin Sang and the others, lest Ye Lao Mo launch a sudden attack.Let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!'Bang!''Bang!'Let me know if you...The man in the armor was none other than Zi Shen, the Great Sage.

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The situation was beyond saving, those great saint demon kings were all running away one after another.

The members of the Zi Shen Great Saint clan were all absent, and they could come and go freely.

With their cultivation base as high as theirs, they wouldn't worry about their own safety. Even if the Saint King Palace suffered a crushing defeat, those great clans wouldn't drive them to a dead end.

Unless it could be ensured that he would be killed without fail, no great clan was willing to bear the wrath of a demonic Saint's madness.

After this battle, the transfer of power to the Holy King's Palace was a done deal.

The Monkey King felt regret.

Their greatest loss is the forfeiture of their eligibility as a profit-sharing holy land.

However, over the years, Sheng Wang Palace has towered over all the tribes of the East China Sea. They followed the Qinghu Saint King and have received abundant rewards. It's time to return to their cave abode for quiet cultivation.

If necessary, if he were to come out of seclusion again, he could be treated as a honored guest by a powerful clan.

The East China Sea has always been like this, with one side ending and the other beginning. After a period of dormancy, there is always a new world.

As the defeated general, Zi Shen Da Sheng remained composed and showed no anger.

He was deep in thought, calculating his next move, when suddenly a single word exposed his plan.

The sound was right behind him, before the uninvited guest even opened his mouth, he didn't notice at all. Even Longjing Da Sheng couldn't have done it!

"Who!"

The shock from the Great Saint Sub-God was no small matter.

He was a seasoned veteran, without looking back, charging forward with all his might. His armor shimmered with a dazzling blue light.

This armor was similar to the one he wore when he infiltrated land, but it was vastly different. That armor was designed to conceal his scent, whereas this one is the treasured armor that made him famous as the divine general Li Shen.

The azure glow separated from the body, transforming into a sharp claw, resembling a three-foot long blue blade, incredibly sharp and menacing.

“Whoosh!”

The sharp claws came out of nowhere, breaking through the air like lightning. A piercing shriek echoed through the void.

Unexpectedly, the strike landed on empty air. The Sub-God Saint didn't feel any resistance whatsoever. There was clearly no one behind him.

The Great Sage, Subhuti's heart sank as he heard the voice from before once again.

"Since you've become a destitute wretch, why don't you seek refuge from the Holy King"

Although I asked him a question, his response was surprisingly indifferent.

What's even more frightening is that the voice seemed to be coming from all around him, as if the other person was everywhere at once, appearing and disappearing like a ghost.

At this moment, the Great Saint Zi Shen suddenly discovered that the surrounding space had dimmed at some point. The sunlight seemed to be covered by a layer of gauze. Looking closely, he saw that the air was filled with sword qi like silk threads, and the sword intent was overwhelming.

"This sword intent..."

From this sword intent, Zishen Da Sheng inexplicably felt a sense of familiarity.

The demonic tribe is adept at cultivating flesh and bloodlines, and many wield swords. However, those who forgo shortcuts and pour their heart and soul into the sword way are rare exceptions.

In the midst of his thoughts, the Great Sage, Subhuti, saw a streak of light shoot forward from the front. It flickered and transformed into an illusory figure. One hand was held behind him, the other gripped a sword, pointing downwards diagonally. His aura was faint and unstable.

The figure was hazy, and one could barely make out the outline of its features. Its eyes were also grayish-white, and its expression was indifferent.

"It's you!"

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The Sub-God Great Sage finally recognized the enemy's identity and was shocked.

He had a deep impression of Qin Sang. After the Liuzhou Hall auction, he was forced to flee in embarrassment after being challenged by Qin Sang. Two brothers who had followed him for many years died at the hands of Qin Sang.

Later, stories of the Hou Xi Xian Men incident spread. Only then did Zi Shen Da Sheng realize that the Saint King had also suffered a slight loss at the hands of this person. He felt somewhat relieved.

To everyone's surprise, this person dared to appear in the heartland of the demon clan!

And, this person's cultivation...

The Sub-God Great Sage discovered that the phantom was not just one.

These seven phantoms, neither fully materialized nor completely illusory, surrounded him.

Though the phantoms appeared illusory and easily shattered, upon their integration into the sword formation, the energy surged. Zishen Da Sheng felt as if he were facing seven peerless swordsmen simultaneously.

Outside the sword formation.

Qin Sang stood suspended in mid-air.

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As the Saint King's army began to crumble, he guessed that the Great Demon Kings would scatter. He infiltrated ahead of his and Tianmu Die's forces, leaving no escape for the enemy before him. The first target was the solitary Qingmao Mouse Demon who had walked away alone.

The seven illusory figures were his seven sword spirits manifested.

After consolidating his cultivation, Qin Sang began to condense his sword soul according to the method. The nascent sword soul was illusory and wavering, but even so, after integrating into the Sword Formation, it caused the Seven Souls Killing Formation to undergo earth-shaking changes.

Unable to find a peer of the same rank, I had to test my sword against a great demon saint!

Qin Sang set up a sword formation in advance. Zi Shen, the Great Saint, was unaware and walked right into it.

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Within the sword formation.

Zishen Dasheng's body burst forth with a rich green glow. Within the green glow, the shadow of the Qingmao Mouse demon appeared, and it directly manifested its demonic form.

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The demon was clad in armor, fitting it perfectly.

This armor can change at his will.

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The Qing Mao Rat Demon raised its head and let out a ferocious howl towards the sky. Its treasure armor shone brightly, bones cracking within its body as it swelled. In an instant, its height grew to several dozen feet, along with its treasure armor.

Flesh growth, seemingly without end.

The Qing Mao Rat Demon stood tall, its massive body trembling. Its eyes glinted with ferocity as it pounced forward with a roar. Its gigantic claws slashed through the air with lightning speed, leaving behind a piercing shriek that seemed to tear apart even the fabric of reality.

With one claw, it can split mountains and rivers!

Qin Sang already knew the situation in the formation, his expression remained unchanged, and he seemed to casually pinch a sword formula.

The Jian Po's arm trembled slightly, the treasured sword in his hand lifted ever so slightly, the blade pointed directly at the Qingmao Mouse Demon.

Suddenly, unparalleled sword intent erupted. The sword threads dancing within the sword array were drawn in, madly converging towards the saber in Jian Po's hand. The dazzling sword light pierced through Qing Mao Shu Yao's eyes.

The sword formations and sword spirits seemed to vanish, leaving only seven sword lights in the world.

Unfathomable killing intent and sword intent, like a mountain collapsing into a tsunami, struck the heart of the Azure-Haired Rat Demon, pulverizing everything in its path. The Azure-Haired Rat Demon's heart pounded heavily, its eyes wide with fear, and its massive body trembled uncontrollably.

Nobody could have imagined he was going through such a serious ordeal now.

He had never seen such terrifying killing intent. The sword spirit moved, appearing out of thin air, instantly erupting to its peak. Those with weaker minds would be overwhelmed on the spot.

Besides that, there was a kind of pressure I had only felt on the Azure Fox Saint King. It seemed like he wasn't just facing one opponent, but heaven and earth themselves were rejecting him, leaving him utterly alone and isolated.

Enlightenment!

'Whoosh!'

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Sword light breaks the air.

This was no longer the gleam of a sword, but seven true swords of slaughter. Their blades crisscrossed in the void, finally converging above the grey-haired rat demon's head, and then slashed down!

"Boom!"

Sword falls!

The Qing Mao Mouse Demon’s tall form suddenly shrunk, its cry a piercing wail that was impossible to tell if it was a scream of agony or a roar of fury.

The Qingmao rat demon wanted to escape, but there was nowhere to run.

A series of explosions continued to ring out.

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In the void, only a flash of sword light remained. The rat demon was nowhere to be seen. The sword light was heavy as a thousand jun, like a meteor crashing into the sea.

"Wow!"

The sea was pounded into a deep hole.

Qin Sang appeared above the waves, a sword light shot up and entered his sleeve.

Looking down, the Qing Mao Rat Demon had returned to its normal size, curling up and shivering. Not only was its magical ability shattered by a single sword strike, but its armor was also dull, with visible cracks oozing blood from them.

‘卡察！’

The jade armor cracked in several places, and the fragments were swept away by the waves.

Seeing this scene, Qin Sang nodded in satisfaction.

During his cultivation, Qin Sang had a premonition that after integrating with the sword soul, the Seven Souls Killing Array would undergo earth-shattering changes. The Nascent Soul stage was also an opportunity for those who created martial arts to gain enlightenment.

Today's attempt was truly remarkable. Not only did it defeat the young rat demon, but also destroyed its armor. If Qin Sang had been determined to capture it alive and hadn't held back at the last moment, the results would have been even more impressive.

You see, this is the result of Jian Po just beginning to solidify. It hasn't even used its true spirit sword yet.

It's hard to imagine how powerful the Cloud Traveling Sword and the Seven Souls Killing Formation would be in the future!

Of course, Qin Sang's current sword is no ordinary one.

The sleeve robe fluttered slightly, and the sword light returned to his palm, revealing a rather elegant, sword-shaped and slender treasure sword.

This sword is not a golden submerged sword, but a sword obtained from Su Zinan's relics, named the Gray Oriole Sword.

This was not something Su Zinan originally had.

During the Battle of Mount Shan that year, four swords flew out from the relics of a female cultivator from Jian Ge.

The jade sword has been destroyed. The golden sword records the Golden Phase lineage of sword formations, and there are two other long swords. One is suspected to be a female cultivator's sword, lost in the chaos. The other was obtained by Su Zinan, which is the Grey Oriole Sword.

This sword is actually a fake Lingbao-level spirit sword!

Because it wasn't a female cultivator's natal spirit sword, its rank didn't drop. However, after many years without anyone tending to it, it was still far from being born with a spirit.

The Spirit Refining False Treasure was unlike a real Spirit Treasure; it wasn't troublesome at all. Qin Sang carried it with him constantly and had already mastered this sword. Even though it was a woman's sword, he didn't mind.

Upon obtaining this sword, Qin Sang would no longer need to worry about re-forging his gold-inlaid sword.

The cannot be used on the Gray Warbler Sword. Qin Sang remembers that during the auction held by the Six Regions Hall, there was a secret technique used to refine ordinary fake spiritual treasures, which was taken away by the Grand Elder of the Qiong Ying Gate.

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Qin Sang personally refined the Yun You Sword and the Hui Ying Sword. He was afraid that his energy would be insufficient, so he would definitely prioritize the Yun You Sword and use the Hui Ying Sword as a transition. However, this does not prevent Qin Sang from learning that secret technique, which is also beneficial to his way of refining artifacts.

With the cooperation of the False Spirit Treasures and the Seven Souls Killing Formation, it was an ambush. It's no wonder that the Lesser Deity Saint wasn't a match for them in one strike.

Just then, streaks of purple light rose from the sea. The Son of God hadn't died after all, and finally had a chance to catch his breath. It seemed he had used some kind of magical treasure.

Qin Sang smiled calmly, his swordsmanship surged again.

“Brother Hei, White Mist Mountain is just ahead.”

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Four figures raced across the sea. One man in white pointed ahead and addressed the bearded warrior beside him.

There are several rises on the sea level, and from afar you can see several large islands. However, they are very desolate, with patches of yellow grass everywhere, looking utterly lifeless.

The one who spoke was none other than the Great Sage White Bone.

Speaking with him was another Great Saint under the Qinghu Sage King, a black lion in its original form. It also had a simple and straightforward name: Black Lion Great Saint.

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When the Great Sage White Bone had finished speaking, he waved his hand and dispelled the illusion. The scene instantly changed.

Those large islands were simply gigantic, with only one mountain range winding its way across them like a dragon, magnificent in scale and possessing an ethereal beauty. They were truly rare and blessed places.

The Black Lion Saint surveyed Bai Ming Mountain, his voice rumbling like thunder: "You and I have served under the Holy King for many years. This is the first time you've invited this king to your dojo."

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Bai He Da Sheng burst into laughter, "Back then, Hei Xiong had a place in the Holy King's Palace. How could he look down on this shabby place I invited him, wouldn't that be asking for trouble Don't worry, Hei Xiong, from now on you and I will be co-masters of this mountain, your cave dwelling will definitely not be inferior to mine in the slightest..."

The Child God Saint also has kin, but the Black Lion Saint is like the Azure Fox Holy King, hailing from the land. He is utterly alone, and the Bai Wei Grand Saint intentionally drew this demon in, strengthening the White Ming Mountain's influence in preparation for what's to come.

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The Black Lion Sage chuckled and said no more.

The other two were also demon kings under the command of Baihu Dasheng. Other demon kings were leading their troops behind them. Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, Baihu Dasheng immediately took his trusted followers away.

All the demons flew towards Mount Baiming and arrived at the shore in no time.

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Above Bai Ming Mountain, thin mists drifted. Bai Tong Great Sage specially built a mountain gate and training ground to train demon soldiers, which are now all concealed by a large formation.

All the monsters had gathered before the mountain gate, and hadn't yet begun to set up their demon formation. Bai He Great Sage was still joking with Hei Shi Great Sage when suddenly his nostrils twitched. His brows furrowed, "There's a metallic scent!"

The mist parted, revealing the mountain gate.

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All the demons' faces changed drastically!

Only to see blood gathering at the mountain gate, forming a river, with two corpses lying across it.

A skeletal bird, a demonic fish.

Look, the blood qi emanating from this demon corpse! It must have belonged to a demon king at the transformation stage in life!

"Mortal Bones!"

A demon king saw the bone bird and gasped in astonishment.

These two demons were Bai He Da Sheng's trusted subordinates, entrusted with guarding Bai Ming Shan. They died mysteriously right at their doorstep.

Several demon kings felt a sense of foreboding.

Just then, a Taoist priest suddenly emerged from behind the mountain gate, smiling and nodding at them. He looked at Bai Wei Dasheng, "You're too late, I've been waiting for you for a long time."

"It's you!"

Bai He Dashi wouldn't possibly forget Qin Sang, his expression changing drastically.

Immediately after, the expressions of the four demon kings all turned vacant.

Qin Sang did not conceal his cultivation.

The one who was once hunted by them, has already achieved transcendence!

Qin Sang looked down at the two demon corpses.

Strangely enough.

He arrived at Bai Ming Mountain ahead of schedule, intending to intercept Bai Mo the Great Sage before he reached the mountain. However, this mountain was sealed by a powerful formation, and even with his divine powers, it would be difficult for him to infiltrate unseen.

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Once the array's guardians fully activate the power of the formation, breaking through will be a difficult task, akin to stirring a hornet's nest.

But unexpectedly, these two demons happened to be wandering outside and were spotted by him. Seeing that they were his old enemies, he killed them with ease, took over the White Bone Great Sage's cave dwelling, and waited here.

He only targets demon kings, he's not interested in the smaller demons.

"Whoosh!"

A black demonic wind suddenly appeared. The Black Lion Saint reacted extremely quickly, turning his head and fleeing.

Bai Tusheng, the Great Sage, was not slow either. He didn't expect Qin Sang to show mercy to his men, nor did he dare return home. He immediately led his troops away.

Qin Sang stood still, gazing at the four fleeing demonic beasts. His eyes flickered with a strange light, becoming as profound and deep as the boundless starry sky, with thousands of stars shimmering within them.

The next moment.

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On the island of Bai Ming, heaven and earth were dark.

The Four Great Demon Kings raised their heads in terror.

At noon, the sun for some reason disappeared, plunging into nightfall.

Above the heavens, stars twinkled.

The starlight fell upon them, bringing with it a biting cold.

A closer look reveals that this starry sky is incomplete, falling short of the celestial constellations. It only contains the Seven Mansions of the White Tiger, yet it's more than enough to contain them.

The Four Great Demon Kings only felt the emptiness around them being pulled infinitely far away, the sea beneath their feet vanished, and they were dragged into the depths of the starry sky. In a blink of an eye, they were surrounded by stars.

Qin Sang changed tactics again, this formation being the Seven Constellations Dividing Sword Formation!

The seventh of the Seven Celestial Stems.

In every constellation, there is a Star of Swords presided over by a Sword Spirit.

Qin Sang soared into the air, his clothes fluttering in the wind, his true form entering the battlefield.

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