Chapter 972: Scales

hing before my eyes was engulfed by darkness, and the next moment my vision returned.Qin Sang stood steadily on the ground, catching her breath quickly. She turned back to look.The black light vanishe...The smoke clears.

The Ninth Phoenix King saw that the wounds were not serious. She swept her gaze across the scene, only seeing patches of blood and fire embers, representing the passing of countless lives.

For a long time, the Nine Phoenix King turned and left, a barely perceptible sigh echoing in the void.

At this very moment, Qin Sang was caught in a hurricane. He felt the world spinning around him, being tossed and turned about like a rag doll. He struggled valiantly, trying to break free from the hurricane's grip.

He has no idea where the hurricane blew him to.

When besieging the Nine Phoenix King, Tianmu's divine vision detected a change in the King's expression. Qin Sang, who always acted decisively, without hesitation abandoned his ebony sword and unleashed his strongest technique, the "Festivity of Thunder."

As expected, the moment he made his decision, King Jiufeng blew his jade flute, and a sudden change occurred.

Seeing the miserable state of Yuan Zhu and the other demons, Qin Sang realized that besieging the Nine Phoenix King was impossible. However, he didn't want these demon beasts to die with him. His mind raced as he frantically thought of a way out.

Qin Sang secretly urged his true essence, and blood flames also emerged on his body surface, pretending that he was also affected by the jade flute.

In the final moments, Qin Sang made a desperate decision. He jumped into a swirling gray hurricane, his only hope of escape, though it felt like drinking poison to quench his thirst.

In a hurricane zone, being caught in a gray cyclone is extremely dangerous.

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The hurricanes in the tempest zone possess the might of heaven and earth, their essence is terrifyingly powerful, incomparable to the hurricanes outside this world. Even if one manages to survive within the hurricane and escape, they would have no idea where they might end up.

Once lost in a hurricane zone, there is only death awaiting him.

But in that case, Qin Sang had no choice. Once captured by the Nine Phoenix King, even death would be difficult. Jumping into the hurricane might still offer a glimmer of hope.

To avoid being seen through by the Nine Phoenix King, Qin Sang secretly sacrificed the Hongyuan Sha to conceal his aura and feign death. Unexpectedly, the Hongyuan Sha was more fragile than he had anticipated. As soon as he activated this treasure, it shattered in just a few breaths.

Fortunately, before the Red Jade Silk shattered, Qin Sang successfully fled into a hurricane body as large as a real dragon and promptly swallowed a drop of Sanshi Jade Liquid.

The spiritual liquid is precious, but it must be swallowed.

"Snore..."

Qin Sang was tumbling in the hurricane, unable to keep her footing at all. The surroundings were gray and blurry; she couldn't see anything.

He only felt dizzy and lightheaded, as if his whole body was about to fall apart.

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The terrifying power pressed in from all sides. Qin Sang had already awakened his avatar, and the two stood shoulder-to-shoulder, resisting the hurricane's assault together.

Originally, Qin Sang was prepared to abandon his carriage and save himself, fortunately the Nine Phoenix King did not catch up. It seemed his disguise had fooled the Nine Phoenix King.

From jumping into the hurricane to now, a very short time has passed, but Qin Sang already doesn't know where he's been taken.

He was in a panic, he had to get away as soon as possible. Otherwise, if he were taken into the heart of the hurricane, he would be lost and unable to find his way back. It was a dangerous area where even Yuan Ying ancestors could get lost, a place where death was certain.

The San Guan Yu Ye brings abundant spiritual energy, traveling through Qin Sang's meridians.

Qin Sang ordered his avatar to take the pressure for him, focusing all his energy on refining the Three-Light Jade Liquid. His true essence quickly became abundant, and after his strength recovered, Qin Sang didn't stop for a moment. His gaze darted around, searching for weaknesses in the hurricane.

With the Ebony Sword leading the way, Qin Sang and his avatar joined forces, struggling to break through outwards.

Within the hurricane, it was extremely chaotic. Facing the squeeze and impact of countless wind forces, Qin Sang and his avatar barely managed to stay together, otherwise they would probably be separated by thousands of miles in an instant.

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The hurricane is like a knife.

The armor forged from the Corpse Coffin creaked, its surface marred by wisps of nothingness.

Qin Sang urged his sword radiance to protect himself, but he couldn't avoid being injured. Blood flowed from his body, quickly turning him into a blood gourd.

"Give me a break!"

Qin Sang roared.

The Wheel of Sword reappears.

After being tempered by the sword path, the power of the sword wheel was a few points stronger than before entering the Hall of Seven Kills, but in the face of the terrible hurricane force, it was still like a drop in the bucket.

At this time, Bai also came out from the corpse puppet bag, not bothering to complain about Qin Sang. He urged the qi of corpses that hadn't fully recovered, transforming it into a sharp spear and charging forward.

The two-headed hound also leaped out, its blue shadow quivering.

The three and the beast huddled together, charging outward as one, with remarkable success.

After advancing for a distance, a sudden change occurred.

The materialized blood sword suddenly shattered. This sword had been wounded by Qingzhu during their battle and was further compressed by the hurricane, finally unable to withstand it.

Qin Sang saw this and his heart moved. He transformed, letting out a muffled hum, and chose to trigger the Blood Sword's self-destruction.

'Boom!'

The Blood Sword detonated, its fragments instantly swept away by a whirlwind.

Qin Sang took the opportunity to charge forward a considerable distance, finally feeling the pressure ease somewhat. He arrived at the edge of the hurricane.

Hurricanes are unpredictable and time is of the essence.

Three people and one beast, regardless of exhausting their true essence, charged with all their might. Finally, their eyes lit up as they broke out of the hurricane.

"Bang!"

A gigantic wave crashed down, sending the three humans and one beast flying far away before they could finally regain their footing. Looking around, the scene was the same as it had been before: a monotonous apocalypse landscape.

You must be a reincarnation of a calamity star, you caused great sin in your past life.

Bai's expression was furious, her finger twitching as if about to poke Qin Sang in the face.

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He was drained, having just recovered a portion of his strength only to be depleted again. He had no choice but to retreat back to the Corpse Puppet Bag to rest, leaving the mess for Qin Sang to clean up.

Qin Sang wryly smiled, thinking to himself, *These nascent souls weren't brought here by him.*

Since Qin Sang kept bumping into Yuan Ying, he started to wonder if he was just having terrible luck.

The two-headed hellhound also entered the Mixed Yuan Same Heart Ring and fell asleep.

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Qin Sang checked the injuries of himself and his avatar. He was fine, but his avatar was seriously injured, so he had to send him back to the Heavenly Corpse Coffin.

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Then, Qin Sang looked at the vast stormy waves, his expression dazed.

He had no idea where he was, couldn't tell which way was up, and flew around haphazardly. He didn't know when or if he would ever find his way out. If he ran into any danger, he'd be finished right there.

Qin Sang hurriedly took out the jade talisman, his heart suddenly turning cold.

The jade talisman showed no reaction, indicating that he was far from the Qisha Hall. If he could return to the vicinity of the Qisha Hall, he could use the jade talisman to confirm his direction.

But the Qisha Palace is about to be closed. Once the great shaman removes the spirit array, the jade talisman will also lose its effect.

Thinking of this, Qin Sang didn't dare to stay for a moment. He randomly chose a direction and fled, he could only rely on luck.

While searching for the Qisha Hall, Qin Sang also took out an object. It was a blue scale, resembling a dragon scale, but only as big as a baby's palm.

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Before entering the cave, Yuan Zhu secretly gave him something but did not tell him what it was for.

Qin Sang held the scales, his eyes twinkling.

He recalled the scene he saw in the last moments before plunging into the hurricane.

Yànzhú, Gǔhéng, and Cǎiyī Xiānzǐ were all engulfed by the bloodfire, a horrifying sight.

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Qin Sang saw with his own eyes a demonic beast torn to shreds by the hurricane because it was powerless to resist.

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In this situation, Yuan Zhu's chances of survival were almost zero. What use could he possibly have for this scale of his

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