Chapter 782: Fish in the Pond
Yi, it becomes rather tricky.The power of the Water Gangshen Lei is terrifying. Only by using the fire pearl and gaining the upper hand can it be slain. But the fire pearl is his strongest weapon now...Suddenly, someone appeared in the teleportation array, clearly coming down from the previous layer.
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Upon seeing this person's appearance, the crowd was taken aback, and then their faces changed color.
The visitor was a woman wearing half a mask. Her hair was completely white, like an old woman's, and she wore a long robe of unusually bright colors, incredibly flamboyant. The robe was outlined with gold thread, depicting strange patterns.
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Gazing at the patterns on the robe, I felt an irresistible pull, as if they held a breathtaking beauty, incredibly strange.
Qin Sang had never met this person, but he had heard of the renowned Great Shaman.
Moreover, the terrifying aura emanating from the old woman was enough to prove her identity!
Grand Shaman of the Wits Clan!
Late stage of the Yuan Ying, one of the top masters of Canglang Sea!
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"Great Shaman!"
The man surnamed Di exclaimed in astonishment, his expression as if he were paying homage.
To their surprise, the great witch didn't even glance at them. With a light step, she rose without a trace of magical energy. Her robes fluttered, and the golden threads on them seemed to come alive, weaving themselves into a pair of golden wings behind her.
At this moment, the shaman's form was like a butterfly, her posture exquisitely beautiful.
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At that moment, the teleportation circle suddenly flared to life again, and a middle-aged man with a square face emerged from it.
This man had a resolute countenance and an air that was no less powerful than the great shaman's. A strange light surrounded him. His tiger eyes swept across the shaman with his wings spread wide.
The moment Qin Sang saw the strange light, a familiar feeling surged through her heart.
A bloody surge within the eerie light, as if imprisoning countless malevolent spirits, they hissed and cackled, threatening to devour their very souls.
"Taiyin Heaven Ghost God Light! He is the Demon Lord!"
Qin Sang was startled. He never expected to encounter both the Demon Lord and the Great Shaman at the same time, and just as they were about to step into the teleportation array, he bumped into them.
“Leave your things here!”
The Demon Lord's face was grim, his eyes fixed on the Great Shaman. He suddenly struck.
The light of Taiyin celestial ghost and god transformed into a brilliant glow, shooting out with unparalleled might, like the surging waves of the ocean, vast and boundless.
A demonic aura erupted from the divine light, with ghostly figures contorting in grotesque expressions and letting out heart-stopping shrieks.
For a moment, the void seemed filled with the wails of ten thousand ghosts, transforming into the Ninth Nether Hell, sending chills down one's spine.
"Whoosh!"
A celestial light descended, striking the great shaman directly.
“All the treasures in the Qisha Hall are unclaimed. You, Daoist friend, truly live up to your reputation as the Demon Lord, ruthlessly claiming everything without even knowing what it is!”
The Great Witch's lips curled into a mocking smile, a silver bell-like laughter echoed in the void, and then the wings behind her flapped violently, surrounded by dazzling gold, transforming into a golden ocean.
Now the strange light is about to collide with the shaman.
Qin Sang's face showed an expression of terror, and he cried out: "Oh no!"
Suddenly, a red and white light flashed on his body as he simultaneously activated the Nine Dragons Heavenly Chariot Talisman and Sword Qi Thunder Sound. His figure shot horizontally dozens of meters in an instant, frantically fleeing without looking back.
The might of Yuan Ying's battle was something Qin Sang had witnessed firsthand in the Xiaohan Domain.
What's more, the terrifying existence of a late Nascent Soul stage is something that doesn't exist in the Little Cold Region.
Even if they were touched by a stray wave of battle, they wouldn't have a sliver of hope. They had no power to resist, and staying here would be a death sentence.
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When the Great Shaman and the Demon Lord clash, they would never care about the lives of ants.
The reactions of others were not much slower than Qin Sang's.
A woman surnamed Yin sacrificed a flying shuttle, transforming into a silver light, only one step slower than Qin Sang, but her speed was far inferior to Qin Sang's.
The man with the surname Di was originally on a pilgrimage, as if he had encountered a deity. After seeing this scene, he was immediately pulled back to reality and broke out in a cold sweat.
He slammed his fist against his dantian, and suddenly a shadowy figure with eight wings materialized on his body, carrying him away in the opposite direction.
The old woman hurriedly took out a talisman, her eyes filled with pain as she gritted her teeth and activated it, but her speed was still a little slower than Qin Sang's.
Just as they were frantically escaping.
The celestial light of Taiyin, accompanied by ghostly spirits and divine radiance, surged into the golden glow, like a shooting star plunging into the ocean.
There was no ripple, nor a loud bang. The vacuum was silent, time seemed to freeze.
The next moment.
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The golden ocean collapsed.
The celestial light of Taiyin shattered every inch, causing the demonic energy within to dissipate. The evil spirits let out silent screams as their bodies crumbled into pieces.
Next, a terrifying wave suddenly erupted from the center of the collision and spread at an astonishing speed.
The golden light dissipated, the Great Shaman's figure trembled slightly. There were no wounds on his body, his colorful robes were intact, only the wings behind him were unusually dim. The true essence in the Great Shaman surged, and then the golden wings recovered their brilliance. With a gentle flap, they carried the Great Shaman away at high speed.
The Demon Lord let out a cold snort, demonic energy surging in his palm, transforming into a black long sword. He slashed out with a blade of light, breaking open a passage, and then his figure flashed as he pursued after it.
The two disappeared one after the other.
From beginning to end, they didn't even glance at the people beside them.
Qin Sang and they were complaining bitterly.
As expected, the aftermath of the battle erupted, golden fragments intertwined with demonic energy attacking at an astonishing speed.
Of the five of them, the Wu surnamed cultivator who originally wielded the small shield was engulfed by the shockwave at a crucial moment because his movements were just a beat too slow. He didn't even have time to let out a scream before he was reduced to dust.
Even his magical weapon, that fairly sturdy little shield, had vanished.
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Those who were just talking to them were caught in the crossfire of the two powerful beings and died silently.
Everyone was creeped out.
Qin Sang flew out a long distance in one breath, his spine still feeling a chill that wouldn't go away. He turned his head and saw the afterwaves still spreading, the power had weakened a lot compared to the beginning, but the speed was still astonishing.
At this rate, there's no way he can escape the fallout.
At the same time, he saw the elderly woman behind him, almost caught up by the shockwaves, looking at him with terror in her eyes, as if begging for help.
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Her spiritual talisman power had become very weak, and it was clearly unsustainable for long.
Qin Sang's heart suddenly sank, and then he actually stopped in his tracks, turning around to face the old woman. Then, with a flash of light on his wrist, the two-headed hound leaped out.
The old woman's face was filled with surprise and gratitude.
"Join forces to withstand the aftershocks!"
Qin Sang spoke in a low voice, and then he summoned the Ten Directions Hell Banner.
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Seeing that the situation was getting dangerous, he took out his magic banner.
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He was also trying to save himself. The aftershocks were too fast, he couldn't escape, so it was better to stay calm and face them. More people meant more strength, and more hope.
Moreover, the old woman's cultivation was not weak, and she possessed a treasure that excelled at defense.
The two-headed hellhound sensed the residual energy, its fur bristling. It glared angrily at Qin Sang, lowered its head slightly, and its vertical pupils shot out a green light, forming a storm that then quickly compressed inward, transforming into a shield-shaped barrier.
An elderly woman stumbled to their side, catching her breath. She understood Qin Sang's intention and hastily urged the bronze mirror forward. Now was not the time to be miserly with treasures; she could only place the artifact itself in front of them as a shield.
For a moment, the copper mirror, demonic flames, and wind shield formed a triple barrier.
The aftershocks have arrived.
The figures of two people and a beast were swallowed up.
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