Chapter 946: Sealing

its speed plummeted. The cultivators inside the artifact sensed this and woke up from their meditation, turning to look at the two people in front.Qing Ting turned back and nodded, "We'll be at the a...The strength of the strange bird is equivalent to that of a cultivator in the early stage of the Nascent Soul.

Using the Yakurei Jutsu, then White, his incarnation, and the two-headed hound attack together, there is a chance to repel the strange bird. However, this would inevitably alarm the ferocious beasts below, attracting Old Mo.

Sometimes, you have to make tough choices when there's no other way.

Once he obtains the Soulwood, his cultivation will no longer be restricted. He believes that next time he enters the Hall of Seven Kills, he will be able to pass through the Sword Path with his own strength.

But the night is long and dreams are many, who can say for sure what will happen decades from now Unexpected events may arise.

Now that he was able to escape unharmed, Qin Sang naturally couldn't ask for anything better.

He was more cautious than before and quickly escaped the ravine, heading out towards the outer regions of Ziwu Wasteland.

Within the rift.

A strange bird appeared, three-legged and standing in a precarious balance, each wary of the others.

Just then, a long howl suddenly came from the ghostly place, Mo Lao Mo with his body covered in cold fire, rushed to these ferocious beasts in the blink of an eye.

At that moment, all the ferocious beasts' eyes focused on Elder Mo.

These ferocious beasts were influenced by the Hall of Seven Kills, making them extremely cruel. Discovering that Old Devil Mou's aura far surpassed theirs, posing the greatest threat among unwelcome guests, they immediately put aside their grudges and launched an unhesitating attack on Old Devil Mou.

The strange bird spread its great wings and spat out a black light.

The head beast, a creature resembling both dog and wolf, spat out a stream of purple fire.

Another group of Jiao dragon beasts then linked their tails together, their bodies instantly intertwining, purple qi surging across their forms as their size swelled dramatically, transforming into a true dragon-like being. With a powerful swing of its long tail, it smashed towards the old demon.

Suddenly attacked by ferocious beasts, Lao Mo roared in anger, "Blind beasts! I didn't go looking for your trouble, you dare to block my path Get back!"

Elder Mo's demonic roar shook the heavens, and the icy flames forming his fire armor erupted suddenly.

A hissing sound arose, and the purple mist was even scorched by the winter cold flames. The winter cold flames coalesced into a ball, heading towards the leader's spewed purple fire.

'Boom!'

Cold flame and purple fire collided.

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Two flames erupted with terrifying power, transforming into a two-colored fire column that shot up into the sky. Even the purple mist was pushed back by the waves of energy.

At the same time, Lao Mo's magic palm appeared with a gray cloth bag. He aimed it at the strange bird and the dragon, and after chanting an incantation, countless black sand particles gushed out from the bag.

These gravels varied in size, the smallest like dust and the largest no bigger than a grain of rice, yet they were as heavy as a thousand catties, resembling a wall that blocked the black light, forcing the dragon to halt.

For a time, the strength that Old Devil Mo displayed shocked all the ferocious beasts.

Old Mo retreated several dozen feet, his figure trembling before he finally stood firm. Now, to withstand the attacks of these ferocious beasts simultaneously, was not as easy as he had claimed earlier.

Unexpectedly, Elder Mu didn't even glance at the ferocious beast. Instead, he looked straight up at a deep pit on the cliff face, the one left by the strange bird when it attacked Qin Sang. It seemed as if he had discovered something.

Then, he suddenly kicked the ground and rushed toward the cliff.

The monstrous beasts had never encountered such a brazen opponent, who dared to ignore them. They were enraged.

"Get out of here!"

Old Demon Mou controlled the demonic fire with one hand and danced with divine sand in the other, fighting fiercely against the horde of ferocious beasts, trying to break through by force.

Not long after, a furious roar that shook the depths of the chasm echoed from Lao Mo's lair.

“Into my hands you fall, and I shall make you taste every torment this world has to offer. You will beg for death, but it shall be denied!”

With his experience, he could tell what had happened just by seeing the traces.

That fellow, not only did he steal the treasure and destroy the magic fire, but he also escaped right under his nose while he was completely oblivious. How could Old Demon Mou not be enraged

Above the rift.

Qin Sang dashed towards the cave where the Earth Dragon resided, deliberately avoiding the direction of the canyon.

He could sense a earth-shattering battle raging behind him, and he could also guess the identities of the two sides.

He himself did not take action, and acted with great caution. Apart from the traces of a strange bird attacking him, he left no other clues behind.

Even if that Nascent Soul discovered something, it would be impossible to find its own head after going out.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang's heart felt a moment of relief.

At last, the Dragon Cave is in sight.

Qin Sang was just about to go in when the earth suddenly shook. Sounds of a great battle came from behind, followed by several roars of beasts that he had never heard before.

Have they been fighting this whole time Or did the Nascent Soul cultivator shake off those ferocious beasts and encounter new opponents In this direction, could it really be that top-tier ferocious beast that attacked Madam Liu...

Qin Sang was startled. The strength of that Nascent Soul cultivator was even more terrifying than he had imagined.

Having passed through the cave and arrived on the other side of the cliff, Qin Sang couldn't help but let out a long sigh, a relieved expression appearing on his face.

Outside, the area is vast and boundless, with countless secret realms. There are cultivators everywhere. If you just hide in any random place, no matter how powerful their divine ability might be, they wouldn't be able to find you.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang did not run directly into the ancient woods but changed direction, preparing to detour and avoid the edge of the blade.

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On the other side.

Elder Mou was willing to trade injuries for injuries. After paying a considerable price, he finally got rid of the monstrous birds and other ferocious beasts. Just as he was about to search for that person's trail, another ferocious beast was attracted over, forcing him into another fierce battle.

Having finally driven away the beast, Elder Mou knew that even though the opponent was only at the結丹 stage, it still had enough time to escape from the Ziwu Absolute Land.

Thinking of this, Elder Mo's face changed constantly, already furious to the extreme.

After much deliberation, he flew straight toward the desolate plain where the exit of the Qisha Hall was located. Old Demon Mou was confident that with his speed, he would definitely arrive at the barren land first.

When the Immortal Ban is closed and it's time to leave, everyone will inevitably have to pass through the wasteland.

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In the jungle.

An elderly man in the Juedan period was harvesting a spiritual herb.

The elder had just placed the spirit medicine into the jade box, a smile still on his face. Seemingly sensing something, he raised his head and looked towards the depths of the forest, tilting his ear to listen.

Then, the old man's expression suddenly changed. He looked around frantically and dashed to hide under the roots of an ancient tree. With a wave of his sleeve, he unleashed a cloud of white smoke.

White smoke fell on him, and the old man vanished into thin air, leaving no trace of his presence.

The next moment, a gust of wind swept in, and within the wind, there was a figure, it was Old Demon Mu.

Moulo Mó flew past from the sky, his figure paused slightly, and he glanced down. Suddenly, with a single hand grasp, a ray of spiritual energy shot towards the old man's hiding place like lightning.

White smoke suddenly appeared from the roots of the tree, and an old man leaped out, his face filled with terror, transforming into a streak of escaping light.

Old Devil Mou let out a disdainful cold snort, his fingertip lightly tapped, shooting out a streak of icy flames that transformed into a chain of fire, 'whoosh' it wrapped around the old man.

The old man only felt a strange chill, his body stiffened, and he was utterly powerless to resist.

'Whoosh!'

Han Yan carried the elder flying back.

"It's you..."

The old man recognized Mo Lao Mo's identity, opened his mouth, and suddenly went dark before his eyes, letting out a shrill scream.

After a moment, Lao Mo withdrew his palm and stopped searching the soul, cursing, 'Waste.'

The winter chill was suddenly shattered by a blast of flames. The old man was instantly incinerated, vanishing from the world.

The mad wind howled again, Mou Lao Mo's figure flashed and disappeared, leaving only a gnashing of teeth and the words, "I want to see how far you can run!"

These two chapters were really tough to write, I deleted and revised them several times, I'm so tired.ar. I believe I’ve seen it somewhere before. I recall that there was once a powerful demon master from the human race named Kui Ren who wielded the Ten Directions Yama Banner, his fame resonating far...