Chapter 95: Sword Qi

d even if there were soul-calling grasses, they would all be sent to the demon cultivator territories.During this time, Qin Sang has gained nothing.As before, after the auction ended, Qin Sang walked...The moment Qin Sang was illuminated by the cloud flag's light, he immediately rang the purple soul bell.

'Ding dong…'

The clear chime of the bell reverberated through the cave. Qin Sang was about to seize the time to condense Yin Lei and strike Zhao Yan, snatching the Four Clouds Divine Prohibition. However, a deep sense of unease suddenly arose in his heart.

He frowned, his gaze sweeping over Zhao Yan before finally settling on his left hand.

Zhao Yan held a jade box containing a mysterious orchid in his right hand, a transparent gem floating before his chest. With his left hand, he secretly reached for a pouch at his waist, where a black bead could be faintly seen nestled in his palm.

This unassuming bead, Qin Sang had never seen before, gave him an unparalleled sense of danger. The moment he saw the bead, his every hair stood on end, and an indescribable fear churned within him!

“Oh no!”

Qin Sang was greatly startled and didn't dare to gamble with his life. Without hesitation, he immediately dispersed the Gui Shui Yin Lei Curse, transformed into a whirlwind, and fled towards the San Zai She Xin Formation with all his might.

Then Zhao Yan let out a roar, and something 'whooshed' straight towards him.

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Qin Sang's scalp exploded, frantically urging his spiritual energy to control the phantom wind. As it was about to strike the formation, he hastily took out the blue gauze curtain artifact obtained in the Bagua forbidden area and threw it behind him, simultaneously activating the Bing Chan armor on his body.

'Boom!'

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A thunderous roar erupted behind him, deafening Qin Sang. A terrifying force slammed into his back with the impact of a sledgehammer. The ice armor formed by the Bingcan Treasure Armor creaked and groaned before shattering into pieces in an instant. Along with it, the Bingcan Treasure Armor itself was reduced to fragments. The blue gauze curtain artifact was utterly destroyed.

Qin Sang was directly slapped into the Sanzai Shixin Formation by the immense force. His back was bloody and flesh torn, bones visible.

The earth trembled violently, and the dazzling white light lingered for a long time before finally fading away.

This is a test.

Zhao Yan clutched the jade box containing the mysterious orchid tightly in his arms. He braced himself with one hand on the ground, barely managing to stay upright as a powerful aftershock swept over him. He struggled to regain his balance.

His face was still contorted with anger, he glared fiercely at the large crater that had suddenly appeared on the ground. The bodies of Ruan Nanfeng and his three companions were all blown to ashes along with the earth.

Zhao Yan spat fiercely, his voice raspy as he cursed, "Wasting my Xuan Yin Lei!"

Then, Zhao Yan's face was once again clouded with puzzlement. He couldn't understand why the Hundred Uses Hundred Spirits' heartworm failed to work on Qin Sang. He urged his Yunqi banner to whip up a gust of wind, stirring up the gravel in the large pit, but there was nothing underneath.

Even the pouches of several people were pulverized by the dark thunder.

Zhao Yan then silently made a note in his heart, deciding to ask the headmaster when he returned.

"Whew!"

Zhao Yan let out a long sigh, picked up the jade box in his arms and took a glance, laughed wildly twice, carefully put it into his mustard seed bag, and immediately sat cross-legged to recover his spiritual power.

Such an unexpected turn of events was something Zhao Yan hadn't anticipated. He was most afraid now that the Jindan Stage cultivator of Yuangong sect would be alerted. Facing a Jindan stage cultivator, even with countless Xuan Yin Lei, his life wouldn't be saved.

It seems that the Yuanzhong sect's cultivators have all been tightly restrained by their sect's masters.

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But Zhao Yan didn't know the situation outside, he still decided to leave this place of right and wrong as soon as possible. The task given to him by his master had been completed successfully. After returning, there would be a generous reward, and breaking through the Qi Refining period was just around the corner!

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...Just as Zhao Yan was running his exercises to recover his spiritual energy.

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Within the Three Calamities Heart-Eating Formation.

Qin Sang lay on the ground motionless. The wounds on his back were shocking to behold. If he were an ordinary person, he would have been dead long ago.

Suddenly, a faint groan echoed. Qin Sang clutched the ground with both hands, enduring the searing pain in his back as he struggled to sit up. The movement pulled at his wound, and he couldn't help but gasp in pain.

Qin Sang hurriedly took out some spirit pills from his pouch. He had asked Master Meng in Xingyun Valley, and the spirit pills he got from the man in the hat turned out to be all healing medicines. They just had different effects. Some were as potent as the Water Dew Pill, while others were just ordinary remedies for mortals. Qin Sang didn't have time to care, so he swallowed two of them.

A wave of coolness immediately spread across my back, and some small wounds began to scab over. The pain lessened considerably.

Two defensive magic artifacts weren't destroyed for nothing, and he couldn't help but secretly feel relieved.

Recalling the danger just now, Qin Sang still couldn't help but feel fear and awe.

What on earth is this bead

Just the aftershock of the explosion destroyed his two defensive artifacts, leaving him seriously injured. Luckily, he reacted quickly and, seeing that things were going badly, immediately commandeered the Void Wind to escape. Otherwise, he would have met the same fate as the Blue Silk Curtain and been vaporized directly.

Qin Sang didn't wait for her injuries to stabilize before she started looking around, checking her surroundings.

The ground was icy cold, and the surrounding air was gray and white. Visibility was limited to a very short distance.

Even though he was already in the midst of the Three Calamities Heart-Devouring Formation, his consciousness remained clear. He wasn't mentally confused nor did he feel any heart demons. It seemed that the Jade Buddha statue firmly protected his primordial spirit.

However, Qin Sang is now very worried that he will be trapped to death in the formation.

If there was no Siyun Divine Ban, with his cultivation level, it would be impossible to pass through the Three Calamities ahead. To escape from here, he had to seize the Siyun Divine Ban, and his only reliance was the Wumu Sword.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang could no longer bear to heal his wounds. Gritting his teeth, he climbed up and tentatively took a step back. The surrounding gray-white qi didn't change in any way, nor did any danger appear.

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Qin Sang walked a few steps, and the gray-white qi in front of him suddenly thinned. He immediately stopped to avoid being discovered by Zhao Yan, and threw another bead over.

With a rustle of his Cloud-Calling Wings, Qin Sang vanished from sight. He walked out silently and immediately saw Zhao Yan.

He was sitting cross-legged on the spot, recovering his spiritual energy. He definitely didn't expect Qin Sang to be alive, and he hadn't taken any protective measures around him.

Qin Sang quietly retreated back to the Three Calamities Devouring Heart Formation, touched the wound on his back, and felt that it should be fine. He sat cross-legged on the ground, summoned the Wumu Sword, then took out a cherished mid-grade spirit stone from his pouch. Grasping it with both hands, he took a deep breath, calmed his mind, and entered meditation.

The ebony sword hovered in front of Qin Sang, its blade shimmering with a faint dark light, unremarkable at first glance.

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Qin Sang connected with the Spirit Sword using his spiritual awareness. He frantically absorbed the spiritual energy from the spirit stones. As this energy poured into his dantian, the originally stable Qi Sea immediately became chaotic, and his meridians throbbed with a tearing pain.

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“As expected of a middle-grade spirit stone, Qin Sang couldn't help but admire it.”

If he were at the sixth level of Qi Refinement a year ago, Qin Sang estimated that he would have been on the verge of collapse. If he had continued to forcefully absorb it, he wouldn't have killed Zhao Yan, but instead, he would have exploded and died first.

As time passed, the luster on the spirit stone faded further. At this moment, a green sword qi appeared on the ebony blade, flickering at its tip and emitting the sound of a low hum.

Sword Qi is the manifestation of the Lingjian's material itself. The Wumu Sword is forged from spirit wood.

Gradually, sword qi almost completely enveloped the ebony blade.

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