m Xuanpu Palace have been divided among various Yuanying cultivators and are impossible for me to get my hands on again. Even though Sanghuang Jade Liquid is precious, it's just a healing spirit medic...The fat chicken circled the ice palace and discovered a teleportation array. It realized that Qin Sang had last been sent here, found his home, and snatched away the fragment of the endless blood mulberry.

But the transmission array didn't react, the opposite transmission array was already damaged.

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Qin Sang buried Wu Shang's body in the Ice Palace, erected a stele to record his deeds, and then sealed the Ice Palace.

After leaving the Ice Palace, Fatty Chicken wanted to go back to his old cave to have a look.

The dwelling of the Swallow-Thunder Falcon is actually deep within the Inner Valley.

The Wuyagou Valley was shrouded in powerful restrictions, with a chaotic spatial layout. Qin Sang followed the fat chicken for quite some time before finally seeing the familiar ice mountain and the boundless, dense Xuanhuang Shafeng, thick as clouds.

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"Huh"

Qin Sang walked through the Xuan Shuang Sha Feng and saw the entrance to the Swallow Thunder Falcon's cave. Sensing that the cave now had an owner, his expression moved slightly, and he glanced at the fat chicken.

The fat chicken chuckled cheekily, "You can't hide anything from my master's eyes. After my mother disappeared, the cave she left behind was occupied by a dead fox not long after. I was just a child then and it chased me until I had nowhere to go, but luckily my mother left me some treasures that saved my life, otherwise, I would have been killed. Since then, I've been wandering around, suffering all sorts of hardships, and almost got caught by a cultivator who wanted to skin and bone me to make a magic weapon. Without revenge, I can never get rid of the hatred in my heart!"

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The fat chicken recalled the miserable ordeal of the past, gritting its teeth.

Although the Swallowing Thunder Hawk Demon King disappeared, he left behind a superior cave and many treasures. Originally, Fat Chicken could cultivate peacefully to the Nascent Soul stage or even higher, and then travel the world to find a way to save his mother.

Unexpectedly, the cave dwelling was occupied by uninvited guests.

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A descendant of the mighty Demon King reduced to a stray dog.

The fat chicken managed to escape, living in hiding and misery.

“Don't trouble the master, I'll personally settle this score!”

The fat chicken let out a shrill shriek and swooped down, like a bolt of lightning, straight into the ice cave. Immediately after, a sharp, urgent cry echoed through the cave dwelling.

‘Boom!’

The icy wind in the ice cave dissipated with a sound, and lightning and blue light shot out from the ice cave, illuminating thousands of rays.

The fat chicken surged out of the ice cave, closely pursued by a streak of blue light. It turned out to be a blue fox, as large as a calf, its aura comparable to that of the fat chicken.

For so many years, Lan Hu occupied such a good cave dwelling and diligently cultivated day and night, also growing into a late stage demon of the Yao Dan period. Otherwise, Fat Chicken would have come for revenge long ago.

When enemies meet, their eyes flash with hatred.

Two monstrous beasts clashed in an instant.

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Qin Sang glanced at it, seeing that the blue fox was quite fierce and powerful, but it was still no match for the power of the Devouring Azure Crane Thunder and the fat chicken wielding the heavy treasure of the demon king.

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It's only a matter of time before the fat chicken wins.

He was uninterested, withdrew his gaze, and soared out of the wind's layer, observing this rarely visited corner of the world.

Outside the cave.

The two demons killed hundreds of rounds in the blink of an eye.

From the ground to the sky, and from the sky to the ground.

At that moment, the roar shook the heavens.

Glaciers calve, and hurricanes howl.

At last, the fat chicken could vent its anger. It spared no effort, unleashing all its powers. Its body was shrouded in azure lightning, shooting out streaks of electric light, resembling a celestial blue bird possessing it, its divine power extraordinary.

The blue fox gradually felt its strength waning, its eyes rolling wildly. It never expected that the little demon it had driven away back then had now surpassed it in power and come to seek revenge.

Although he has never tasted the imperial wine, he has lived for so long and his intelligence is not low.

The enemy was too powerful to resist, and he had already thought of running away.

'Pfft!'

The blue fox let out a blast of cold air, the essence of the profound frost and killing wind it had consumed for years, condensed into a mouthful of spiritual wind.

The fat chicken didn't dare to take it head-on and hurriedly dodged.

But unexpectedly, when the cold air surged over, it suddenly solidified into a sharp blade, its speed skyrocketing. In an instant, it pierced through the void and slashed across Fatty Chicken's chest. It was about to pierce straight through and kill him.

The blue fox didn't even look at the result, swished its tail, and turned to run away.

"I've been waiting for this all along!"

The fat chicken didn't seem fazed, instead it chuckled. With a wide gape of its beak, the treasure orb left behind by the demon king floated out lightly.

The orb seemed thin and delicate, but when an ice blade slashed at it, not only was the orb unharmed, but the blade itself instantly shattered into powder.

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The fat chicken laughed wildly, its wings flapping together as it charged straight at the blue fox.

With lightning flashing on its claws, it was about to grab the blue fox and crush its brains.

The blue fox dodged hastily, but couldn't keep up with the fat chicken's cunning tactics. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck its protective aura, hitting its vital point and sending it crashing down from the sky onto the ice. It tumbled helplessly in a ball.

Critically wounded, the blue fox was unable to escape any longer. It lay on its back, its paws raised towards the sky as it pleaded for mercy from the fat chicken who had charged down upon it, whimpering incessantly.

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Thinking back on all that had happened, the fat chicken's blood surged. How could he allow his enemy to live He mercilessly ripped open the blue fox, claws slashing wildly, pulling out the blue fox's demon pill and swallowing it in one gulp.

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After a successful revenge, Fatty Chicken cleaned up the den that had been messed up by the Blue Fox and rushed to meet Qin Sang.

Qin Sang didn't ask about the process and took the fat chicken into the Hun Yuan Tong Xin Ring. He then set off towards the Blood Lake.

The danger level in the depths of Wuya Valley is comparable to that of the Abyss, making every step perilous.

However, Qin Sang could come and go freely in the Abyssal Ruins, so these obstacles naturally wouldn't trouble him.

Since it was still early before the agreed upon time, Qin Sang took advantage of the opportunity to explore Wuyagu thoroughly. He collected several kinds of spiritual herbs and fruits, but unfortunately, the Killing Sword's sword spirit remained unresponsive.

Five days later, Qin Sang found the Blood Lake.

“My friend Mingyue is here.”

A dozen or so figures appeared at the edge of the Blood Lake.

And greeting Qin Sang was Xiang Qing, who lived closest to Li Wuya Valley and arrived first.

They teamed up to subdue the Ancestor Sacred Fire on Shen Gang Peak, so they have some friendship.

Next to Qing stood a Nascent Soul stage demonic cultivator. Recently, he had been stationed here, watching over the Blood Lake Seal and relaying any messages promptly.

Besides, they were all cultivators at the Golden Core stage.

"Greetings, Daoist friend, Hong Daoist friend…"

Qin Sang greeted everyone.

Seeing those Jindan cultivators standing far away, whispering to each other, he was a little surprised.

The Blood Lake can not only seal this difficult pass, even the Yuan Ying ancestor had to be extremely careful when entering it.

The purpose of entering the Blood Lake is to scheme against Zui Yuan. These Golden Core cultivators are not helpful and will only become a burden.

He glanced at them, his tone flat. “They’re all desperate criminals who heard about the Blood Lake’s emergence and want to go in for a quick profit. Back then, someone was lucky enough to find the Wuxiang blood mulberry in the Blood Lake, so maybe this time there will be another fortunate soul. However, it’s hard to say how many will come out alive.”

Qin Sang noticed that these people were mostly disciples of major sects, well-informed and should have been instructed by their elders.

Though they are not short of cultivation resources, it is common for them to encounter bottlenecks and be trapped for over a hundred years. There are bold individuals who venture into major forbidden areas and secret realms in search of opportunities.

Qin Sang also walked this way.

"This is the Blood Lake It's smaller than the one in the Abyssal Ruins..."

Qin Sang walked forward a few steps and looked at the blood lake.

The Blood Lake was trapped between two clouds formed by ancient restrictions, only a strip of opening showing. They now stood at one end of that gap.

Strangely, the Blood Lake wasn't touching the sky or the ground, it was suspended in mid-air, continuously emitting bloody energy. much contemplation, he discovered that by using the Nine Nether Demonic Fire to forcibly compress the Winter Frost Cold Flame, it might be possible to refine it into a fire bead.If it is refined into...