deepest part of the ancient battlefield. It only appears when spiritual tides arise.> “Inside, there are countless treasures, and legend has it that there are secrets to breaking through the Nascent...Perhaps.

The short and stout monk chuckled wryly, “Surrounding the island, this vast expanse of sea, to patrol it all at once wouldn’t be so easy. It would take a great deal of time. Shall we act separately or together”

"I think it's still the same as when we came, it's better to stick together. That way, we can look after each other and search more thoroughly," the scholar in green said calmly.

Okay! Let's go together!

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The short, stout monk said cheerfully, “Time is of the essence, we mustn't waste any more time, let's get moving.”

Just as he was about to finish, the gaunt old man suddenly turned his head and frowned, asking: "Qin Daoist, what are you doing"

It was then that everyone noticed that while they were discussing how to inspect the area, Qin Sang had been squatting at the edge of the cold mist, holding a frost-covered grass in his hand and staring intently at something.

Qin Sang got up and pulled up the grass on the ground, saying, "Do you all feel that the cold mist here is very strange When we use true essence to drive it away, it doesn't seem like ordinary cold air. It's more like true essence being burned by spiritual fire. Moreover, Qin has also discovered a strange thing, you see..."

As she spoke, Qin Sang's fingertips flashed with true essence, melting the ice on the grass.

Then, the green grass was seen to fade at an astonishing rate, eventually turning into something like black ash. Qin Sang waved his hand, and it turned into dust.

Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but be amazed.

"Indeed, Friend Qin observes with keen eyes. This one has entered before but failed to notice this peculiar trait of the cold mist," the short and stout cultivator bent down and plucked a blade of grass, rubbing it in his palm, causing it to turn to ash as well.

Qin Sang smiled but said nothing.

A female cultivator chopped down an ice tree, and after the ice melted, the same scene appeared again.

Looking at this strange scene, everyone was speechless.

“The cold mist is strange. If it were ordinary cold, it would only freeze the plants and trees, it would never become like this,” the female cultivator said with a solemn expression.

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Under everyone's watchful eyes, the short and stout monk could only wryly smile, "This junior has sworn a demonic oath, every word I said before is true, you still don't believe me. After I entered the cave, I truly didn't encounter such a situation, and I dare not exhaust my true essence inside, allowing the cold mist to enter my body. When the time comes, if everyone feels their true essence consumed too much, it's best to retreat first."

"Perhaps it was the strangeness of the cold mist that drew the Yuan Ying Patriarch to establish his cave here"

Someone sighed.

Everyone was unable to see through the ruse and could only temporarily abandon their research, concealing themselves before leaving the island and patrolling the surrounding waters.

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They searched very meticulously, not even overlooking the seabed.

After returning to the island, everyone discovered that the cold mist had expanded further. Without wasting time, they discussed and set off towards the cave together.

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The restriction at the entrance of the cave seemed to exist only to block the cold mist and wouldn't prevent anyone from entering.

The cave had been artificially fitted with stone steps, but the dense cold mist blocked out vision, making it impossible to see anything.

The short, stout monk led the way, and they walked in pairs abreast. Qin Sang proactively asked to trail behind the thin old man, keeping a safe distance between them, close enough that even through the cold mist, they could vaguely see each other's movements.

The moment they entered the cave, everyone let out a soft gasp.

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The chill in the cave was far more intense than outside. Everyone shivered and hurriedly channeled their true energy with all their might. Feeling the rapid depletion of their true energy, they urged the short and stout cultivator to hurry.

The short and stout monk didn't hesitate, quickly walking into the depths of the cave. The crowd hurriedly followed.

The inside of the cave was unusually winding. The deeper they went, the more spacious it became, unlike the cramped start. They kept some distance between each other, brought out their respective magical artifacts, and warily looked into the depths of the cave.

Qin Sang took out the Ten Directions Yama Banner, and it was three poles together.

Three rods formed an array, then were grasped by Qin Sang. The time was short, but the aura of demonic fire that suddenly appeared and vanished just as quickly was still noticed by others as something unusual.

Someone couldn't help but turn their head to look, but they didn't see the true form of the Ten Directions Yama Banner, and uncertain, they withdrew their gaze.

"Your magic treasure seems rather unusual, friend"

When Qin Sang heard the wizened old man's voice transmission, he glanced at him and said lightly: "Daoist friend is overpraising me. My cultivation level is the lowest among all of you Daoists. I just broke through to the Jindan stage a few years ago. Fortunately, I have a magic weapon with considerable power, which allows me to stand firm in the demon sea. After all, a magic weapon is an external object, and cultivation is the foundation."

Qin Sang was telling the truth. The wiry old man let out a dry chuckle and didn't say anything more.

At this moment, Qin Sang held the Ten Directions Yama Banner in his hand, a wisp of Jiuyou Demon Fire swirling around his fingertips. His expression remained unchanged.

But at this time, doubts were swarming in his heart.

Just as he had deployed the Ten Directions Yama Banner and secretly activated the Nine Nether Hellfire, he realized that the Nine Nether Hellfire was different from before, as if it sensed something and was becoming restless.

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This is the first time he's seen this kind of sign after having the Jiuyou Devil Fire for so long.

Qin Sang's fingers curled, he did his best to appease the Nine Nether Demon Fire, but it still couldn't be completely calmed. This feeling wasn't the joy of meeting a fellow kind, but rather like encountering an opponent, eager to destroy the other party.

Before this, the highest cultivation level of the opponents Qin Sang had encountered who wielded Spirit Fire from the Imperial Envoy was a Golden Core cultivator from the Qingyang Demon Sect.

This person cultivated the Qingyang Devil Fire. Qin Sang commanded the Jiuyou Devil Fire and fought him, but at that time, the Jiuyou Devil Fire did not exhibit this kind of situation.

Is it because I'm too weak, that the Nine Nether Demon Fire looks down on them

In the depths of the cold mist, could there be a certain kind of spirit fire, whose power surpasses even Wu Youdao's Qingyang Demon Fire

Qin Sang pondered inwardly, "These powerful spiritual flames, when they get close to each other, would they sense each other's existence It's a pity that I didn't bring the Ten Directions Hell Banner with me when I infiltrated the Qingyang Demon Sect. Otherwise, the ancestral sacred fire of the Qingyang Demon Sect should have aroused the interest of the Nine Nether Demon Fire. At that time, I could have verified it..."

Thinking of this, Qin Sang's expression tightened, staring at the end of the cave, his eyes flickering uncertainly.

If the depths of the cave truly hold a spirit fire with power equal to that of the Ancestral Saint's Fire, then it's no wonder even the hide of a Nascent Soul Stage demon beast is corroded so quickly.

But equally, such a dragon's den and tiger's lair is by no means something these nascent core cultivators can recklessly venture into.

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"What is this person hiding"

Qin Sang couldn't believe that the short and fat cultivator would honestly reveal everything he knew. There must be something he was hiding, but it wasn't necessarily about the spirit fire.

Facing such a formidable power, nothing could stop it. The short and stout cultivator had also caught up. Anyone who dared to plot against the spirit fire wouldn't escape punishment.

But Qin Sang couldn't be sure if his guess was right. The Nine Nether Demon Fire was an inanimate object and couldn't give him clear information.

"Now it seems, the power of the cold mist is acceptable. Let's take a look at what kind of restrictions are on the first floor of the cave."

Qin Sang muttered to himself, becoming even more vigilant. He stared at the stout monk's back and was ready to activate the talisman at any moment.

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