Chapter 735: Chapter 735

The Wang Sisters opened their mouths as if to speak, but Qin Sang interrupted them in a solemn voice. "This is no place to linger. Take the others and follow me."

His tone was extremely grave. The two women immediately realized the situation was worse than they had imagined. Without another word, they began organizing the group and assisting Qin Sang in the retreat.

Just then, a middle-aged man stepped forward from the crowd and bowed. "You must be Daoist Master Qingfeng? I was sent here under Elder Zhou’s instructions to deliver a message to you, Senior..."

Qin Sang turned in the midst of the chaos and studied the man. The man's composure and bearing were remarkable. Qin Sang gave a slight nod. "I am Qingfeng. What message? Speak plainly."

The middle-aged man hesitated for a moment, then transmitted his voice directly. "Elder Zhou said that in five years, Seven-Kill Hall will be forcefully opened by a grand witch priest of the witch race. He asked that you make preparations as early as possible."

"Five years? Understood."

Qin Sang nodded. There was still plenty of time.

But then he suddenly froze, suspecting he had misheard. "What? A grand witch priest of the witch race will break the array? Isn’t Seven-Kill Hall a sacred ground of the human race, holding ancient relics of past cultivators? Hasn’t the entry of Spiritual Infant cultivators from the witch race always been forbidden? Why would they allow a grand witch priest to intervene?"

The title of "grand witch priest" was specific within the witch race.

Only cultivators at the late stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm were qualified to bear that title.

At present, the witch race had only one publicly recognized grand witch priest. His cultivation abode was located on Witch God Mountain. Qin Sang had only learned of this during a past journey through that region when Elder Zhou had mentioned it in passing.

All factions of the human race had long remained vigilant against the witch race. The fear that the witch race might acquire some supreme treasure within Seven-Kill Hall had led to a consensus among them to bar any Spiritual Infant cultivator from the witch race from interfering.

Yet now, so soon after a war between the two races, the human side had somehow compromised regarding Seven-Kill Hall.

This completely caught Qin Sang off guard. There had to be some kind of deal between the two sides; otherwise, such an arrangement would never have happened.

What treasure lay hidden within Seven-Kill Hall that could entice even a grand witch priest to act?

Could the plan to open Seven-Kill Hall twenty years ahead of schedule have something to do with the witch race?

If so, the situation within Seven-Kill Hall would likely become even more unpredictable and treacherous.

The middle-aged man nodded and added, "Elder Zhou said this information has already been verified by the alliance and is confirmed to be true. As for the reason, Elder Zhou could not uncover it either. He only instructed you to proceed with utmost caution. Additionally, the alliance requests that before the opening of Seven-Kill Hall, you must first go to Desolate Island and regroup with the others. Only then may you proceed to Seven-Kill Hall. Do not delay..."

While leading the group in their breakout, Qin Sang pondered these revelations.

He had never expected Seven-Kill Hall expedition to involve the witch race, especially a top-tier late-stage Spiritual Infant cultivator.

No one could predict what might happen within the hall when that time came.

"Surely the top cultivators of the human race are not any weaker than those of the witch race. But if that’s the case, then inside Seven-Kill Hall, there could be at least two late-stage Spiritual Infant masters. If they start fighting... what will I do?"

From the Small Cold Domain to the Canglang Sea region, cultivators of the Spiritual Infant Realm remained figures of legend. The strongest known experts in the current world were the late-stage Spiritual Infant masters.

Even in the vast Canglang Sea region, such experts were said to be few and far between. The Small Cold Domain did not have a single one.

Just imagining himself in the same hidden realm as those figures made Qin Sang shiver. All he could do was pray that they were not headed for the Sky Tower.

While his mind was spiraling, a thunderous roar suddenly erupted from the sky above.

For a moment, the entire battlefield fell into a heavy silence.

Qin Sang snapped his head up, his heart tightening in shock. Amid the sea of beasts, a pair of vicious, bronze-bell–like eyes glared at him with deadly focus. The eyes belonged to a massive turtle.

Its body was enormous. Mysterious runes covered its shell, glowing with a strange light. Its defense was clearly formidable.

This beast was a great demon at the late stage of the Demonic Core Realm.

Qin Sang recognized the beast immediately, and his heart sank. ʀᴇᴀᴅ ʟᴀᴛᴇsᴛ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀᴛ novel⟡fire.net

He had once possessed two flying yakshas. Only one remained now, and the other had been destroyed by this very turtle.

After taming the Two-Headed Hou, Qin Sang had grown dissatisfied with merely hunting early-stage Demonic Core beasts. He began targeting middle-stage beasts and had succeeded repeatedly, building up a sizable trove of resources.

The beasts he encountered either lacked intelligence or were weaker than the Two-Headed Hou. So he had never bothered changing his strategy.

But frequent walks by the river would eventually get one's shoes wet.

Once, this very turtle had discovered him and pursued him for an entire day. Only after deploying a confusing array was he able to shake it off. Even so, the flying yaksha refined from Du Han’s Golden Core had been destroyed in that battle.

He hadn’t expected to run into it again here.

And worse still, it seemed to remember him. Its eyes radiated killing intent, fixed squarely on him.

Beside the giant turtle stood more than a dozen great beasts, each one at the Demonic Core Realm.

Among them, a group of cultivators was being besieged. Qin Sang caught sight of a familiar face. It was Saint Yuansan.

Saint Yuansan was a late-stage Core Formation expert, said to be on the verge of touching the bottleneck of the Spiritual Infant Realm. Within the Five-Elemental Islands, he was considered one of the foremost figures.

Earlier, the woman had said that when Wood-Elemental Island was breached, everyone had fought on their own. That statement was clearly not an exaggeration. Even someone like Saint Yuansan had ended up trapped, and there were only a few cultivators left at his side.

The giant turtle fixed its eyes on Qin Sang and let out an enraged bellow. Two great demons suddenly broke away from the battle. Clearly, they had received the turtle command and swooped down.

These two beasts were both middle-stage Demonic Core Realm great demons, extremely fierce and not to be taken lightly.

With them leaving the fight, Saint Yuansan and his group finally had a moment to breathe. But for Qin Sang, things had just gotten worse.

He hadn’t expected the turtle's hatred toward him to remain so strong. His heart sank. If these people followed him, they would all be dragged into this disaster.

Qin Sang immediately gave a low shout to the Wang Sisters. "Take the flying yaksha and leave quickly. With it leading the way, breaking out shouldn’t be difficult. Once you’re out, contact the other islands at once. Tell them the entire Demonic Sea is in turmoil, and this beast tide is unlike anything we’ve seen. If so many top experts die here, the others won’t be spared either. Urge them to send reinforcements immediately."

In a battle of this level, the flying yaksha’s strength was no longer enough to decide the outcome. Using it to assist the sisters in escaping and calling for help was the right choice.

Now that he had broken through, both his cultivation and spiritual consciousness had improved, making it easier to control the flying yaksha. Maintaining control over a greater distance would not be an issue.

The Wang Sisters understood the gravity of the situation and followed his orders without question. All the cultivators gathered around the flying yaksha, forming the tip of an arrow, and launched a full-force breakout.

Qin Sang glanced back and saw that the two beasts were indeed charging straight at him.

He gave it a moment’s thought, then called out to the Two-Headed Hou and sprinted off in another direction. The two beasts immediately changed course to follow, their eyes fixed solely on Qin Sang.

Ordinarily, Qin Sang could have shaken them off with ease, but now that he was surrounded by the beast tide, his speed was greatly reduced.

Worse still, the sea beasts seemed to have received new orders. They were even more frenzied than before. Some of them even rammed straight into his sword light with their bodies. Although Qin Sang could slay them easily, his speed was inevitably slowed. The more he killed, the more came at him, wave after wave, as though there would never be an end.