ectedly in the Qisha Hall, even the spirit formation couldn't be set up. Fortunately, one succeeded. I only hope that this Su Nu will not disappoint me…”Yue Xian Gu secretly muttered in her heart, and...Red robes, corpse qi...
Qin Sang had long heard that the disciples of Luohun Pond were just like this.
The true teachings of Luohun Abyss are all related to the Way of Corpse Ghosts. It is rumored that Luohun Abyss was able to rival Yun Du Heaven because it had a Void Refinement Stage corpse cultivator as its guardian. It was an unparalleled and terrifying demon.
In the mortal realm, a cultivator in the Refining Void stage has a particular title: Incorruptible Bone!
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These people in front of me all have the stench of death on them.
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"Could it be that Ling Shi has taken refuge in the Fallen Soul Abyss"
Qin Sang secretly thought that perhaps he could no longer continue to hide and should contact Luohun Abyss in advance.
But the attitudes of these two people were a little off.
“Who are you” Qin Sang shifted her thoughts, did not answer, standing on the stone, overlooking from a high place, coldly countered.
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One of them stepped forward, his voice softening. "We've been following Spirit Devourer for some time now. When Spirit Devourer sensed someone was here, he ordered us to come and check your identity."
Liar!
Their every move could not escape Qin Sang's keen eyes.
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Things may not be as he expected.
Qin Sang immediately made a decision in his heart, but he didn't act rashly. He opened his palm and threw the stone bead to the two of them, "This thing is a token given to me by Senior Ling Xi before his disappearance. You should take me to see Senior Ling Xi immediately!"
Their gazes fell on the stone bead, they looked at each other and bowed: "It is indeed a treasure passed down by Ling Shi, Daoist friend, please follow us."
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Saying that, the two turned around and flew back, exposing their backs to Qin Sang, looking utterly defenseless.
Qin Sang remained composed, following the two behind.
In the distance, two leaders quietly observed the situation here. Seeing this, they slowly retreated and came to where their subordinates were hiding.
"Form your battle lines!"
A tall cultivator gave an order, and everyone pinched their fingers together to form incantations. A faint ethereal glow appeared on their bodies, and with a flash, they disappeared into the ground.
Their every move was without the slightest ripple.
The scenery on the ground was as usual.
The short and stout monk shook his head and said, "I observe this person, their cultivation level will not be too high, it should be about the same as Junior Brother Qing."
"This person's origins are unknown, so be careful," the tall cultivator stepped forward and stood at the center of the formation, silently running his cultivation technique.
“You must succeed in capturing this person alive and bringing him before Lord Tu Yuan for interrogation. If we can use him to force the Old Poisoner to surrender, then you and I will have accomplished a great feat! We might even be granted access to the Ghost Yang Cave.”
“If we could enter the Ghost Sun Cave once, you and I would have a chance to break through and become gods! Hehe…”
The short and stout monk rubbed his palms excitedly, shifting to the left to take another position in the formation.
In a moment, the sound of breaking air came from the horizon, and the two brought Qin Sang over.
As soon as he landed, Qin Sang stood still and alertly asked, "Who are you Where is the Spirit Erosion senior"
The lanky cultivator let out a sinister laugh. He dove into the ground, where his subordinates had already quietly dispersed, incorporating several surrounding mountains into their grand formation.
Since this person has fallen into the enemy camp, there's nothing he can do about it!
“I ask you, what is your origin What is your relationship with that old poisoner Why do you have his token in your hand”
The tall monk’s questions came in a rapid-fire succession, his voice sharp and commanding, radiating an aura of pressure.
At the same time, the short and stout monk waved his hand, and a black mist rose from the ground. It was corpse qi, with a stench that filled the air.
A thick stench of death enveloped the surrounding mountains.
'...snoring...'
A chilly wind blew, filled with an eerie and sinister feeling.
Within the stench of death, shadowy figures flickered, seeming like countless ghostly apparitions forming a massive Corpse Devil formation, encircling Qin Sang within.
Qin Sang looked around, guardedly said: "Who are you exactly, and what do you want! This poor Daoist bought this stone bead from someone else, saying it could invite the Spiritual Devourer senior out of the mountains once. Before this, I had nothing to do with him, you have mistaken me."
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"Whether or not there's a connection, we'll know once we've met with the esteemed Tu Yuan! Will you come with us honestly, or shall we invite you"
The short and stout monk flicked his robe sleeves, the underside of which gleamed with a cold light. His ten fingers had grown into silver nails.
His fingernails, like blades, were meticulously honed for many years by the short and stout monk. They were far sharper than any ordinary magic treasure.
"He cultivated the path of Corpse Ghosts, but it wasn't entirely like the common Corpse Kings. It should be a unique technique exclusive to Falling Souls Abyss. This is normal, after all, the Path of Corpse Ghosts is also a great dao... Falling Souls Abyss truly has some secrets."
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Qin Sang's eyes flashed, and he spoke coldly: "I wonder who this Yu Yuan is Dare you swear that if I and Ling Shi have nothing to do with it, you will let me leave Then I will go with you."
“Hmph! Lord Tu Yuan's status is too noble to care about a small fry like you,” the tall cultivator said dismissively, swearing on the spot.
It's best to coax the other party into submission without raising a hand, after all, whether they live or die isn't up to them in the end.
As the stench of death dissipated, everyone revealed themselves, encircling Qin Sang in the center.
"Please, Daoist," the tall cultivator gestured forward with his hand.
The crowd flew into the air and dashed north.
Seeing Qin Sang's composed appearance, both of them were quite surprised, "This Daoist has some guts!"
"Luohun Abyss is also a renowned and powerful sect. This poor Taoist has a clear conscience and bears no grudges against you all. Why should I fear" Qin Sang declared boldly.
"Didn't expect him to be such a rigid old Taoist priest. He must have come from outside Mount Moluo," the two exchanged glances, secretly sneering.
Everyone kept flying north, not knowing how many mountains and rivers they had crossed. In the distance, they saw a huge lake covering hundreds of miles.
Qin Sang could freely release his divine sense to observe, and the cultivators of Luohun Abyss were completely unaware.
“Well, there's a cave dwelling at the bottom of the lake. The protective spirit formation has been broken, but I wonder what grudge Ling Xi and Luò Hún Yuān have against each other Saving Ling Xi this time might be useful to me.”
Qin Sang's heart was secretly pondering, seeing these Luohun Abyss cultivators tirelessly continue to fly him forward, he slightly restrained himself.
Even if there are masters of extraordinary power nearby, it's not wise to rely on force.
Then Qin Sang realized something was wrong again. There was a huge formation here, and the spirit formation protecting the lake was only part of it.
Soon, they passed three more similar spirit arrays. They should have been connected to the guardian mansion's spirit array, forming a large formation together, but now they were all dilapidated and forcibly broken.
Qin Sang looked down and saw wisps of colorful mist scattered among the mountains.
These are the fragments after the spirit formation was shattered, they are poison miasma.
To set a poisoned trap, if it was done by Ling Xi alone, this person's mastery of poisons is indeed quite high.
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Just then, Qin Sang sensed a continuous wave of poison miasma ahead. This meant that the entire formation hadn't been completely breached, and Ling Shi was definitely hiding inside the formation.
On the edge of the miasma, a number of fallen cultivators from the Netherworld attacked the great formation fiercely.
On a mountain, there are many auras, the most powerful of which is the main attacking force of the large formation.
Among them, there is one who is very close to the pinnacle powerhouse of the late stage of transformation, and it is very likely that it is Lord Tu Yuan. He is the leader of this operation.
Even in the Spirit Depths, there wouldn't be too many experts like this.
Under their fierce assault, another spirit formation was on the verge of collapse.
“Eight spirit formations, each independent yet interconnected in their energy, supporting and complementing each other like horns. They shift in priority with ease, a clever layout indeed. Alas, the fifth formation is about to be broken, leaving most of the eight formations destroyed.”
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“As a top expert, the Corpse King at the Yuan Ying stage is numerous. Breaking through the formation is just a matter of time. Ling Shi excels in strange poison skills, and his cultivation level is definitely inferior to Tu Yuan's. Being targeted by this group of people, even if he abandons the formation, it will be impossible to escape. To deal with him, Luohun Abyss doesn't even need to deploy the non-bone…”
Qin Sang saw the situation clearly and made a judgment, his body shaking imperceptibly.
A group of Luohun Abyss cultivators were completely unaware, they brought Qin Sang straight to a mountain peak ahead.
The element is attacking a large formation on the mountain with someone.
'Boom!'
The mountain peak trembled violently, almost about to be broken.
The figure stood nine feet tall, clad in a red robe. A circle of gold thread adorned the edge of the robe.
His face wasn't covered by the red robe, but he wore a black ghost mask. The eye sockets of the mask were bottomless darkness, sinister and terrifying.
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Whoa! Whoa! Whoa!
Waves of sound emanated from the mountaintop, caused by the turbulent poison miasma.
The roar of the waves was deafening, like a sea of poison.
Poisonous miasma drifts aimlessly, appearing light and airy, yet it firmly bars everyone here.
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'Pfft!'
The units charged forward, striking fiercely with a palm strike.
His palm was as crystal clear as jade, devoid of any sinister aura. When he clapped his hands in the air, a gust of wind instantly blasted a huge hole in the poisonous miasma.
But before the crowd could rush in, a more potent miasma surged from the hollow's interior, blocking their path.
The glyph roared, its palms crossed together, a bloody rune appearing on its palms. A blood-colored light blade shot out from the rune.
The blood saber was a hundred zhang long, seeming to be forged from congealed blood, its crimson hue dripping with menace.
Aim your weapon at the poisonous miasma ahead and strike it down with all your might!
A streak of blood flashed down, carving a long trench in the poisonous miasma.
'Boom!'
A thunderous boom echoed within the miasma, causing it to thin considerably and reveal what lay ahead.
A mountain was split in half by a single sword strike!
Mountain splits, formations shatter!
Tu Yuan and others rushed in, but soon encountered poisonous miasma blocking their way.
"Humph!"
The element is extremely fragile.
He had thought this operation foolproof, but Ling Shi's mind was cunning and deceptive. In a moment of carelessness, he let the other party escape.
If we still can't break through the formation, capturing this person will only make those guys laugh at us.
"Your Eight Arrays of Devouring Haze have been broken five times. Do you still want to resist Your master is capturing you not to kill you, but to have you serve in the Falling Soul Abyss. Think it through clearly! If you don't surrender, I will capture you and make you suffer before handing you over to your master!"
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The creature shouted loudly.
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After a moment, faint humming came from within. "You can try," it said. "But whether you can catch me remains to be seen! Serving as lackeys for you creatures that are neither human nor ghost is something I will never do. You'll end up like my younger brother, a fool who was tricked into taking the soul-binding pill and now awaits a gruesome death"
Element one lingered, "You have already broken with your junior brother, do you still want revenge for him Besides, your junior brother voluntarily took the Corpse Soul Pill. Later, he disobeyed his master and was executed. As long as you devote yourself to serving your master, your master may show mercy."
“Ling doesn't like to put his life in the hands of others. If he wants me to surrender, why not come personally Is he too afraid to leave his coffin Hahaha...”
The shrill laughter echoing from the poisonous miasma enraged Tu Yuan.
At this very moment, his subordinates arrived here with Qin Sang and the others.
"Behold, the Great Elemental!"
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The two fell to their knees before the glyph.
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"Hmm Wasn't it supposed to be about searching the caves of Lingxi, but you discovered some secret"
The figure's gaze swept over them, sharp and menacing, causing both of them to feel a sudden chill.
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“Your Honor, we have captured someone…”
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A tall monk presented the stone bead, quickly explaining the situation, and ordered someone to bring Qin Sang up.
To his surprise, when the image heard this, it flew into a rage. "Fool! You don't even know about the life-saving pearl! What use is this person"
At a glance, the figure recognized the origin of the stone beads.
Saving beads are a term some people use for this kind of stone bead.
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It is said that those who possess the stone beads, will have their requests fulfilled by the Spirit Plague.
Compared to other demons of Dusk Mountain, Ling Shi's reputation is fairly good. At least he keeps his word, which is why the Spirit Bead is known as a life-saving bead.
But that's all there is to it.
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A Ling Shi is no good person, and the man with the stone bead has no kinship with him. He wouldn't care about the other's life or death.
The two, who had been anticipating accolades, now trembled with fear and terror.
The figure didn't even bother probing, crushing the stone bead in its hand and slapping Qin Sang, who had just been brought over, to vent its anger.
'Bang!'
Qin Sang had no resistance, and under the fierce palm wind's touch, his body was instantly torn apart.
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“Get down here!”
The figure roared in anger, about to continue breaking through the formation, when he suddenly felt something was amiss. He turned his gaze sharply to Qin Sang's corpse.
But instead of blood splattering everywhere, the flesh after being torn apart simply melted like snow, then vanished into thin air.
In the blink of an eye, there was no trace left.
Venomous miasma within.
Qin Sang had already secretly infiltrated and entered.
That one out there is just an incarnation I split off casually.
When the avatar shattered, Qin Sang glanced outward with an unreadable expression, continuing to examine the spirit formation before him.
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This is considered the seventh formation of the Erosion Haze Eight Array.
The cultivators of Luohun Abyss halted their assault on the formation. The miasma stabilized slightly, flowing like water and forming a colorful band of mist.
The miasma was thick and unremitting, with no sign of weakness, but not so for the Heavenly Eye Butterfly's eyes.
Qin Sang arrived here, his figure only paused slightly before taking a slanted step forward.
One step, stepping into the poisonous miasma.
Tu Yuan and the others' experience did not repeat itself on Qin Sang. He entered the poisonous miasma and stood there firmly.
Mist slowly flowed past him, still so peaceful, as if Qin Sang did not exist.
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“Who!”
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From deep within the miasma came a startled, uncertain shout.
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Qin Sang didn't deliberately conceal himself, Tu Yuan and others couldn't find him, but at the moment of entering the spirit formation, he could be sensed by the master of the spirit formation.
Suddenly, another person appeared who effortlessly passed through the first layer of miasma. It was only then that he noticed him, and the shock in Ling Xi's heart can be imagined.
Qin Sang stood firm, with his hands behind his back amidst the poisonous miasma. Facing the toxic haze, he smiled faintly and said, "Friend Daoist, your Eight Formations of Erosion is indeed formidable, but it's a pity that only three formations remain, losing much of its variability. If I wish to enter, Friend Daoist can't stop me."
"Who are you"
Ling Shi, who had been sitting cross-legged at the peak of a mountain in the center of the formation, suddenly stood up, his face full of astonishment.
Tomorrow I will be accompanying the leaders who are coming to inspect. I have been preparing for this for a while and need to take a day off.
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