Chapter 712: Chapter 712

Upon witnessing the situation, Qin Sang became even more cautious. He suppressed his aura and quietly fled southward.

Unexpectedly, the demonic beast was incredibly fast.

It was a monstrous demonic bird, immense in size, its feathers pitch-black, as if cloaked in a layer of dark flames. When its wings spread open, they stretched nearly ten zhang wide, imposing and awe-inspiring.

With a gentle flap of its wings, the bird shot forward like a streak of black light.

In just a few flickers, it rapidly closed the distance with Qin Sang.

Qin Sang grew anxious. The use of either the secret talisman or Sword Qi Thunderclap would be far too conspicuous, yet without these two supernatural abilities, his evasion speed was simply too slow to escape.

His concern soon became reality.

The demonic bird drew closer and closer. Suddenly, it seemed to detect something, turning its head southward as its sharp gaze swept the surroundings.

The sea appeared calm and empty. But the bird's spiritual senses were abnormally sharp. A savage glint flashed in its eyes as it locked onto a specific spot on the water's surface.

The next instant, a figure burst from that very spot.

Qin Sang activated the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman and Sword Qi Thunderclap, unleashing every technique at his disposal. His speed instantly surged to the limit.

A chill crept into his heart. This bird was a late-stage Demonic Core Realm great demon, with extremely keen senses. Even while Qin Sang had remained motionless under the sea with his aura completely restrained, it had still sensed him.

A sharp screech erupted from the bird. Upon seeing Qin Sang’s vivid evasion light, it let out a furious cry and immediately changed direction, erupting with murderous rage as it gave chase.

Across the open sea, two trails of light—one fleeing, one pursuing—pierced the stillness of the night.

Qin Sang quietly let out a breath of relief. Fortune within misfortune, only this one demonic bird had noticed him. No other demonic beasts had been disturbed.

At the same time, from the direction where the Transformation Realm great demon had appeared, thick demonic qi surged into the skies, blotting the heavens. Massive shadowy figures pressed forward one after another, too many to count. Had they all pursued him together, Qin Sang would have been utterly hopeless.

Judging by the bird’s appearance and behavior, while its physical body was incredibly powerful, it clearly lacked expertise in evasion techniques. Its speed was actually a bit slower than others of the same realm, even slightly behind Qin Sang.

However, to shake off this bird would still be nearly impossible.

Its endurance far surpassed Qin Sang’s. Even combining the power of his Golden Core and corpse core, he could not outlast it. If the chase dragged on, he would eventually be overtaken.

The bird pursued with unwavering tenacity.

Qin Sang had no choice but to continue fleeing south, deliberately avoiding the snowy mountain where the Fire-Repelling Finches nested. He veered past its western side. In the midst of his frantic flight, he glanced back and was surprised to see streams of blue light erupting from the mountain peak.

Within the light, a Fire-Repelling Finch far larger than its kin emerged.

"Has this one been startled by the Transformation Realm great demon too?"

Qin Sang was certain it was the Fire-Repelling Finches' king, which had finally decided to leave its nest.

Unfortunately, the distance was too great to discern its cultivation level. And with the demonic bird close behind, Qin Sang dared not approach, fearing he might draw the attention of multiple great demons.

The thought intensified his hatred toward the bird. But he could only curse it silently. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on N0veI.Fiɾe.net

Both the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman and Sword Qi Thunderclap consumed staggering amounts of energy. After fleeing for an unknown distance, Qin Sang began to feel his true essence weakening. Yet the bird showed no signs of relenting and continued to hunt him with unshakable persistence.

Its shrill cries rang out one after another, each sharper than the last, making his mind agitated and irritable.

Its eyes seemed to burn with fury. Clearly enraged, it had assumed this small prey would be an easy kill, yet Qin Sang had fled for so long that the gap between them had widened instead. This made the bird even more furious.

It had also noticed that the fluctuations in Qin Sang’s true essence were steadily diminishing. A glint of triumph appeared in its eyes, along with a growing bloodlust.

However, its moment of satisfaction was short-lived. Just then, the light surrounding Qin Sang suddenly dimmed before flaring brightly once more. His true essence returned to peak condition, and his speed showed no sign of slowing.

Qin Sang had sensed the danger and unsealed his corpse core.

The bird froze for a moment. Realizing it had been toyed with, it let out a furious screech.

Listening to the frustrated howls behind him, Qin Sang felt no relief. He had already gripped the Jade Liquid of Three Radiances in his hand, prepared for the worst.

Man and beast continued their deadly pursuit in the sky.

Beneath the silver moon, the demonic bird chased Qin Sang without restraint. Its surging demonic qi soared into the heavens. The terrifying aura caused nearby sea beasts to tremble and hide, too afraid to appear. For Qin Sang, that was the one small mercy in this ordeal.

But even the true essence within his corpse core was now halfway depleted.

Qin Sang turned his head and could only see a mass of black light behind him. At the center of the black glow, two vicious eyes stared out, terrifying to behold and enough to strike fear into anyone’s heart.

Just then, something unexpected happened.

For some unknown reason, the relentless demonic bird suddenly came to a halt. It tilted its head slightly, then turned to look northwest. After a moment, it glared fiercely at Qin Sang, then spread its wings and flew off in that direction, abandoning the chase.

Qin Sang faintly heard a distant beastly roar.

He hovered mid-air, watching the bird's silhouette disappear into the night, filled with confusion and suspicion.

The roar came from the same direction the Transformation Realm great demon departed. Was it some kind of summoning signal, forcing the bird to abandon its pursuit?

Whatever the reason, he had finally escaped danger.

Qin Sang let out a long breath, still rattled from the close call. Reflecting on the scene earlier sent a chill down his spine. If it had been any other cultivator with slightly weaker evasion techniques, they would have already fallen prey to the demonic bird.

The Demonic Sea was indeed riddled with danger at every step.

Still, the entire incident seemed to have stemmed from the cold flame’s eruption, and since that was somewhat connected to him, Qin Sang could only smile bitterly to himself.

Once he confirmed that the bird had left, Qin Sang did not dare remain in the area. He picked a direction and hurriedly fled.

Eventually, he found a deserted island to rest. After setting up a simple cave dwelling, Qin Sang dropped to the ground and focused his mind, circulating his cultivation technique. His nearly depleted true essence gradually began to recover.

By the time he returned to peak condition, it was already dawn. Qin Sang emerged from meditation and recalled the events of the previous night.

"Were all those demonic beasts summoned one by one by that Transformation Realm great demon? Just for a single cold flame, why gather so many beasts? Unless..."

Qin Sang’s eyes flashed with realization. The great demon's behavior resembled that of a commander mobilizing troops.

"Could it be that the cold flame has alarmed the island master of Huntian Island, and now the great demon plans to compete with the island master for it? Whatever the case, this place will definitely fall into chaos. I cannot stay long. But both paths leading back are blocked, so I can only continue fleeing south. Who knows how soon they will return. Time is too tight. I just hope I can retrieve the Perpetual Camphor before that. Wait..."

Qin Sang suddenly sprang to his feet, face full of excitement.

If his guess was correct, then even the Fire-Repelling Finch king would not dare disobey the orders of a Transformation Realm great demon.

Last night, it had likely been summoned by that very great demon, forced to leave its nest. And if it had already flown off to follow the great demon, then this would be the perfect opportunity.