ength in the cultivation world was the weakest. The reason for this was precisely...A desolate desert, with thin spiritual energy and scarce resources. It is not suitable for mortals to live in, and e...Endless Valley.
Qin Sang went back to the valley alone. It was a nostalgic visit.
The endless valley was vast and boundless. The area where cultivators moved was actually a negligible part of it. Qin Sang had been practicing in the Endless Valley for more than twenty years, so he knew this place like the back of his hand.
He has magical treasures at his disposal, so he can go to many dangerous places that others dare not enter and reap great rewards.
However, the majority of it was used to purchase refining materials and improve their alchemy skills. They even went so far as to exhaust their cold gold, forcibly pushing their alchemy level up.
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Successfully entering the second layer of Wuya Valley, Qin Sang walked through the expanse of white stones, a desolate landscape coming into view.
Here is a stone sea formed by gray stones. The stones are densely packed, and the bigger they get as you go forward. The giant rocks in the deepest part are very magnificent, some of which are comparable to mountains.
Outside the Stone Sea, you can still see many demon groups. As you go deeper into the Stone Sea, not even a shadow of a demonic beast can be seen. It seems to be a forbidden zone where these beasts dare not step beyond its boundaries.
In the endless valley, there are many similar places, basically all with demon lairs. This black flood dragon's territory isn't actually that big, after all, it's only at the peak of the demon spirit stage.
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Qin Sang concealed himself, holding his breath, and silently raced through the sea of stones. Finally, he scaled a towering boulder and looked down.
Two massive stones were almost fused together, separated only by a narrow fissure. At the bottom of this gap lay a dark abyss where the black dragon dwelled.
The Abyss was devoid of towering demonic auras or strange lights and thick fog. It looked utterly unremarkable.
"It shouldn't be this coincidental to break through the demon pill stage, right"
Qin Sang stared at the abyss, muttering under his breath. He opened the Corpse Puppet bag, and in the next moment, a black shadow appeared silently beside him - it was the Flying Sky Asura.
Its speed was too fast, the naked eye couldn't see how it appeared at all, very strange.
Now, the Flying Sky Demon has merged with the corpse pill in its belly, reaching its peak strength. The Black Flood Dragon is just right as a test stone for the Flying Sky Demon.
"Go!"
Qin Sang whispered a command, the Flying Heaven Yaksha lowered its head, its black eyes flickered with deep and enigmatic light, as if possessed by a spirit, appearing extremely eerie. Then, in an instant, its figure vanished abruptly.
Qin Sang himself did not go down, but instead sat cross-legged, taking out the Ten Directions Yama Banner and quietly setting up a large formation. He also took out his treasures.
Of course, the most important thing is the Nine Dragons Celestial Carriage Talisman.
The secret talisman appeared in Qin Sang's palm, and the dragon soul within it conveyed a thought of flattery. Qin Sang held the talisman, lowered his head to gaze at the abyss, and calmly observed the changes.
In the abyss, darkness obscured even one's fingers. Ancient enchantments were woven throughout.
The Flying Night Demon dove swiftly down, Qin Sang wasn't as familiar with the restrictions here as Hei Jiao was. The Flying Night Demon inevitably touched upon some hidden ancient restrictions, and soon his presence was exposed.
“Roar!”
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From the depths of darkness, a roar echoed.
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"Wow!"
The river here is bitterly cold, and in the calm depths of the dark water, suddenly a splash erupts. Following it, a huge black shadow rises to the surface. The shadow is long and slender, and even just above the water, it stretches for dozens of feet.
The Black Jiao's upper body stood upright, its triangular snake head raised high, its crimson forked tongue flicking in and out. A pair of vertical pupils radiated killing intent, appearing unusually sinister in the shadowy abyss.
Unlike the Jiao beasts Qin Sang had seen before, this black Jiao had a lump on its brow, as if it was about to grow horns.
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Its obsidian scales were incredibly fine, stronger than gold and iron, shimmering with a strange luster. It looked extraordinarily brilliant. As the Black Jiao surfaced, the river water rushed away rapidly.
Its warnings had no effect, the invaders continued their rampage, and with increasing speed.
Black Jiao's eyes flashed with boundless rage.
Splash!
In the murky river, a huge wave rose. A long dragon tail suddenly shot out from the bottom of the river, whipping up a black whirlwind and emitting a nauseating stench.
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This gust of wind was unusually cold, and the surface of the Dark River froze into a thick layer of ice at an alarming rate.
The water that splashed out also instantly turned into ice shards. These ice shards were extraordinary, radiating a blue light and being incredibly sharp.
The wind was demon wind, the ice was profound ice. The whirlwind and ice shards mingled together, and with a sudden flick of the dragon's tail, they rushed towards the intruder at an astonishing speed.
As the flying night demon was about to be engulfed by the overwhelming offensive, Qin Sang, who sat on a stone, showed a hint of a smile.
The Flying Demon stared coldly at the oncoming Wind Clan, a cold light flashing in his eyes. He suddenly threw a punch.
Before the mighty storm, the flying demon looked so tiny.
This punch, however, possessed earth-shattering power.
'Boom!'
The terrifying fist force directly punched a hole in the wind cluster.
The Flying Demon effortlessly passed through the wind group, unscathed.
This astonishing scene caused the Black Jiao's two eyeballs to bulge out suddenly. The viciousness in its eyes was instantly replaced by sheer terror after that punch.
That terrifying fist enlarged rapidly in Black Jiao's eyes, and it only had time to tilt its head slightly.
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'Bang!'
The black dragon was struck squarely in the chest. Its massive body, like a tattered piece of cloth, flew backward and slammed violently against the sidewall of the abyss.
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The black dragon let out a scream of pain, only to be interrupted by the Sky Demon. At some point, the Sky Demon had appeared eerily behind the black dragon, its ghostly claws easily piercing through the dragon's scales and tearing away a large piece of flesh.
The black dragon let out a cry of ‘ah’ and fled, covering its head.
However, Hei Jiao was after all a peak demonic spirit-level demon. Although it looked miserable, it wasn't completely powerless. The abyss suddenly became chaotic, with human and dragon figures flying around in disarray.
Qin Sang sat steadily outside the Abyss, listening to the screams coming from within at times. His mind was connected with the Flying Night Demon, paying attention to changes in the situation.
He didn't ask the flying sky demons to kill the Black Flood Dragon, but rather to force it out. At the same time, he blocked all other escape routes, forcing the Black Flood Dragon to flee from above.
The Kowloon Heavenly Carriage Talisman requires the essence of a living dragon to be extracted.
The abyss became increasingly chaotic, and Qin Sang felt the huge stone beneath him vibrating violently.
Suddenly, a thick demonic aura surged into the sky. Qin Sang's expression flickered, his eyes shining as he stared at the abyss. After a moment, he saw a dragon shadow tumbling out of the abyss.
Below the shadow of Jiao Ying, the flying celestial oni pressed forward with a menacing air, relentlessly pursuing.
The black flood dragon was in a state of utter misery. There was no trace of the bearing of a peak demon from the Demon Spirit Realm. Its appearance was pitiful, covered in several deep wounds, each exposing bone and dripping with blood. Even one of its eyes had been gouged out by the Flying Sky Oni, leaving a long gash on its head.
After this great battle, the Black Jiao had no desire to fight, he just wanted to escape.
Seeing the Black Flood Dragon being driven out, Qin Sang waved his hand, and the Ten Directions Hell Banner, which had been prepared long ago, 'whoosh' opened its ghostly banner to form an array, surrounding the entrance of the Abyss tightly, blocking the Black Flood Dragon's path.
‘Snore…’
Countless ghostly flames surged forth, enveloping them from above, joining forces with the flying night demons to create a pincer attack.
The black flood dragon can't escape!ve his avatar cultivate this skill, but he still needed to consider it carefully.The secret technique was precisely the soul attack technique Qin Sang had been thinking about, called 攝魂真言.The Lord Yin...