Chapter 756: Chapter 756

The saber qi was successfully expelled from his body.

After taking the healing pill, Qin Sang’s complexion improved noticeably.

He glanced down at his Golden Radiance Armor, which was dented in multiple places and on the verge of being ruined. He had no choice but to put it away and change into a new robe.

Then he checked on the condition of the flying yaksha.

The yaksha's body was riddled with gaping holes and barely clinging to life.

A moment later, Qin Sang withdrew his spiritual consciousness and let out a breath of relief. The yaksha’s injuries looked terrifying, but fortunately, no vital parts had been harmed.

The Two-Headed Hou cleared a path ahead with bursts of wind blades.

Qin Sang turned to glance behind him. Cui Ji was nowhere in sight.

He still felt somewhat disappointed. Despite risking both the destruction of his Golden Radiance Armor and the flying yaksha, and enduring to the most dangerous moment without releasing the Two-Headed Hou in hopes of luring Cui Ji in deeper, that one explosion had ruined everything.

As long as Cui Ji lived, Qin Sang would always feel a dagger at his back.

But now the enemy was in the open, while he remained in the dark.

Withdrawing his gaze, he directed his spiritual sword to cooperate with the Two-Headed Hou in carving a way forward.

They chose a different direction altogether. The battlefield was in utter chaos, and Cui Ji would never imagine that not only had Qin Sang survived, but he still had the strength to break through.

In the midst of the battle, Qin Sang could not see far ahead. He simply picked a direction and charged forward.

Eventually, he began noticing the presence of other ferocious beasts around, though their numbers paled in comparison to the Purple Star Eagles. It became clear that only the Purple Star Eagles had been deliberately lured here. The others had come, drawn by the scent of blood.

Qin Sang sliced a ferocious beast clean in half with a swing of his sword.

Still being pursued relentlessly, he surveyed the area and, seeing nothing unusual, recalled the Two-Headed Hou, suppressed his aura, and went into hiding.

With the Poison-Warding Armor protecting him, there was no need to use true essence to guard his body.

He lay hidden in the shadows, holding his breath and moving with care, skillfully avoiding the sight of surrounding ferocious beasts. All around him, beasts prowled restlessly, with more constantly pouring in from the edges.

Without something like the Bone Lotus or Poison-Warding Armor, even the strongest cultivator would eventually be worn down and killed here.

Losing sight of Qin Sang, the ferocious beasts gave up the chase and joined the frenzy.

By now, the battlefield was no longer a one-sided slaughter of cultivators by Purple Star Eagles.

With more beasts drawn in by the bloodshed, many had gone mad from the scent and lost all sense. Blinded by bloodlust, they attacked indiscriminately.

This place had become a literal meat grinder. Blood flowed in rivers, dyeing the land red, and it was impossible to tell when the carnage would end.

At last, Qin Sang broke free from the ferocious beasts and stood at the outskirts of the battlefield, blood flowing under his feet. As he listened to the beasts' frenzied roars, a lingering chill surged in his heart.

He remained where he was, not immediately withdrawing from the Purple Mist End. Instead, he turned and looked toward the direction of the stone hall, his expression shifting.

After breaking through the siege, his energy reserves were still decent, and he had preserved much of his strength. He was reluctant to just retreat.

Cui Ji believed that he was dead; this was his opportunity.

Qin Sang fell into quiet contemplation, then began silently approaching the stone hall.

Right now, the two places Cui Ji was most likely to be were either the stone hall or the site of the explosion. The two locations were not far from each other.

Avoiding the beasts and the battlefield, he approached cautiously and soon discovered that the stone hall was completely surrounded by ferocious beasts, while the explosion site appeared to be much less chaotic.

Midway, Qin Sang’s hand closed into a fist, and three Yan Luo Banners of Ten Directions silently slid into his palm.

The moment he struck, it would be with overwhelming force, giving his enemy no chance to respond.

Ahead, several Purple Star Eagles were surrounding a wolf. The giant eagles flapped their wings furiously, diving and soaring. The wolf was covered in wounds, standing on the blood-soaked ground, bathed in yellow light. Though severely injured, it refused to flee.

The struggle stirred the Purple Mist, and as Qin Sang crept closer, he faintly caught sight of two figures. His body tensed, and his expression shifted.

The wolf let out a mournful howl as its spine was shattered by the Purple Star Eagles, torn apart and devoured. In just moments, only a skeleton remained.

The Purple Mist slowly closed in again. Qin Sang clenched his fists and silently edged forward, carefully calculating the distance as he lay in wait near the two figures. Though the mist gave him cover, he dared not get too close, lest something unexpected happen and catch him unprepared.

If he wasn’t mistaken, one of the two figures was Cui Ji.

And the other, unexpectedly, was Xiang Yi.

He had thought Xiang Yi had been killed, with even the Bone Lotus taken from him. It was only that brief glimpse earlier that revealed Xiang Yi was still alive.

This astonished Qin Sang. It turned out Xiang Yi and Cui Ji were acting in concert—one in the open, one in the shadows. Both were with the alliance. No wonder Cui Ji acted so brazenly, daring to kill amidst the chaos.

Those two old foxes haven’t revealed the slightest flaw along the way!

Qin Sang cursed inwardly and grew more curious.

Could it be that the ones who had lured the ferocious beasts were Xiang Yi and Cui Ji? If so, and this was done under the alliance’s orders, what was the purpose?

They were all minor figures and couldn’t be considered core members of their guilds. If the alliance wanted them dead, there was no need for such elaborate means.

Qin Sang frowned silently, recalling the scene he had just witnessed.

Near where Xiang Yi and Cui Ji stood, there was a large pit. When they were previously clearing out the ferocious beasts around the stone hall, that pit hadn’t been there. It must have been caused by the explosion.

"There’s something lying still at the edge of the pit... It’s that underground ferocious beast. It looks like it’s already dead."

Because he didn’t dare get too close, Qin Sang could only make out the shape. But the features of that underground ferocious beast were too distinct, making it easy for him to recognize.

"Wait, no... Beneath their feet, there also seems to be a person, or rather, a corpse. It looks like only the upper half is left..."

Qin Sang frowned, and suddenly a spark of realization flashed through his mind.

The cultivator surnamed Pan who wore a half-face mask!

Just then, Qin Sang suddenly heard the sound of a scuffle in the distance. Someone was forcing their way toward this location. His heart stirred, and he silently retreated a little farther.

Before long, he heard Xiang Yi’s cold voice. "Daoist An, you’re late."

The Purple Mist churned.

The plump man in luxurious robes broke free from the ferocious beasts and charged out from within. After catching his breath, he looked toward Cui Ji, frowned, and said, "Cui Ji, you sent me a message to check on the others’ whereabouts, and then went to kill Daoist Qingfeng on your own. Don’t tell me you acted without consulting Daoist Xiang first?"

Cui Ji gave an awkward laugh and shook his head. Just as he was about to explain, he caught sight of the fury in Xiang Yi’s eyes and couldn’t help but shudder, fear appearing on his face.

"You dared to act on your own and try to kill Daoist Qingfeng! I warned you clearly to wait until the mission is complete before doing anything. Did my words go in one ear and out the other?" Xiang Yi glared at Cui Ji and shouted sternly.

Cui Ji shrank his neck and muttered defensively, "Daoist Xiang, you saw for yourself how fast that guy’s evasion technique is. Even without going all out, he could already keep pace with you. Just now, he erupted at full speed, and I’d say he’s the fastest Core Formation cultivator I’ve ever seen. If we let him slip away, we’d never catch him again. But here, with the poisonous mist and the Purple Star Eagles limiting his movement, it was a once-in-a-lifetime chance..." Official source ıs nοvelfire.net