battlefield. Surrounded by corpse Qi and demonic Qi, he felt like a rootless duckweed, extremely vulnerable. His five senses were all restricted, fortunately, he could sense Qiapao Daoist's movements..."My friend, surely you can't fail to see that with every additional pole added to this treasure, the demands on the one who wields it become more stringent"

Qin Sang did not become arrogant after refining the heavy treasure. He said calmly, "Limited by my cultivation and divine sense, even if I were given a genuine top-grade magic weapon, I probably couldn't exert much of its power. These kind of banner formations are even more so. With my current state, controlling six or seven at the same time is almost the limit. This level of strength is still far from enough to fight against a Nascent Soul ancestor! To fully unleash the power of the Eighteen Demon Banners, I'm still a long way off."

He had already calculated meticulously.

The number of magical flags is not the more, the better. It must be within one's capacity. Only by manipulating them skillfully during combat can one unleash their true power.

Of course, even if it can only manipulate six magic staffs at the same time, its power is still astonishing. It has the strength to fight against a high-grade magical artifact, making it a treasure that other Core Formation cultivators dream of.

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Bai didn't say much, rested for a moment, and returned to the ghostly mist, drawing in more souls.

The demon banners formed one after another.

Bai gritted his teeth and worked tirelessly, finally helping Qin Sang refine fifteen magical demon banners.

'Wow!'

The last stroke of the magic banner shuddered under Qin Sang's true essence, its surface rippling and emitting a whooshing sound.

Then, Qin Sang beckoned with his finger.

The three previous ten-sided Yama banners flew out of his sleeves, followed by fifteen new demon banners that rose together and whirled around them, faintly showing the outline of a large banner formation.

Even Qin Sang, with his usually composed nature, couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement. This might be the most powerful artifact he would possess for a very long time to come. After forming his Nascent Soul, this treasure would allow him to overpower cultivators of the same level.

After all, it is only a small number of Yuan Ying ancestors who have been fortunate enough to obtain top-grade magic treasures.

"Congratulations to you, fellow cultivator, for refining a powerful treasure."

Bai arched his hands and offered congratulations, his eyes couldn't hide the joy. The cage and obsession that had troubled him for countless years had finally come to an end.

Qin Sang smiled slightly, "Daoist friend can now take me to collect the demonic fire. I hope the loophole in the demonic prohibition you mentioned earlier can be utilized and there are no unexpected events."

"Don't worry," Bai said with great confidence, "I'm always thinking about breaking free. How could I possibly make a mistake at this crucial moment Come with me..."

Before the words could even finish, Bai Fang released all the vengeful spirits, one of them glimmering as it darted into the ghostly mist.

Qin Sang put away his avatar and Fenghui, allowing only the two-headed hound to follow him as he dashed into the depths of Bai Xianggui's territory. In a short while, Bai stopped ahead.

At this moment, their location happened to be where Bai had previously hidden the flying night demons.

This place has just experienced a great battle. The surrounding bone mountains have collapsed, with ravines crisscrossing everywhere, shards of bones scattered on the ground, and souls drifting about, creating an extraordinarily chaotic scene.

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Qin Sang then had the chance to take a closer look at her surroundings.

His gaze swept back and forth, finding nothing out of the ordinary. Finally, his eyes landed on the bone mountain that had been broken open, and he thought to himself that there must be something hidden beneath it.

Even the celestial eye butterfly can't see the secrets hidden here, it must be because of the magic prohibition and the great array of spiritual enlightenment.

“Disperse!”

Bai let out a roar, corpse energy surging within his body, an odd wave of energy erupting.

As soon as the surrounding specters were affected, they acted as if they had encountered their nemesis, letting out terrified screams and scattering in all directions. In an instant, the area around them was completely empty.

Then, Bai flashed and landed on the skeletal mountain, which was now a twisted mess. He waved his hand, unleashing streaks of light that carved a path through it, leading straight to the bottom of the bones.

Qin Sang flashed into the entrance of the passage, activating his divine sense to probe inside. After confirming there was no danger, he stepped in.

This is a test.

Walking through the passage made of ghastly white bones, Qin Sang's heart pounded with unease. He gazed at Bai's back, lost in thought.

It is unknown what White and his companions experienced, leading to such a tragic end.

In this vast graveyard, bones piled up like mountains and countless souls wandered aimlessly. It's hard to imagine the scale of the battle that could have produced such a scene, considering these were all once cultivators.

The Seventh Killing Palace is sealed.

The Xianxia world is now in ruins, with storms raging everywhere.

What is the relationship between this and that battle

It's a pity that he lost his memories, otherwise he could have glimpsed the ancient secrets.

Qin Sang couldn't help but sigh inwardly, silently following Bai behind until they reached the base of Gu Shan. The black ground appeared strangely eerie; it was the color of blood that had dried after being soaked, forming a stark contrast with the white bones.

The ground seemed barren, but after Bai Yi waved his hand, a flash of light appeared, revealing a staircase. Below it seemed to be a sizable cave.

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Following Bai, Qin Sang stepped inside and saw the scene in the cave. A flash of surprise crossed his eyes.

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The cave was quite spacious, but very low. Qin Sang could only barely stand upright.

In the center of the cave lay an ancient altar. The stone pillars upon it were worn with the passage of time, as if they had been silent for countless years, decaying alongside the white bones outside.

Next to the altar was a stone coffin, its lid open, revealing nothing inside.

The altar and the stone coffin are the only things in the cave.

Qin Sang stared at the altar.

With his mastery of the Spiritual Formation Restriction Dao, he couldn't even see through the function of the altar. He could only speculate that the altar might be the eye of the Grand Array for Transforming Souls.

When Qin Sang's gaze shifted to the stone coffin, Bai Lu let out a wry smile: “This is where I slumber. If it weren't for Daoist friend's unexpected intrusion, this would be my resting place until eternity. Back then, my main body left behind this coffin, perhaps sensing that I wouldn't see the light of day again.”

"Fellow cultivator, you have been enduring endless solitude in this place. It is something beyond the capacity of ordinary people."

Qin Sang sighed with emotion.

"When I forget time, it will become a habit."

Bai readily smiled and then pointed towards the altar with his finger, “The first thing you need to do, fellow Daoist, is collect the demonic fire within the magical barrier surrounding the altar. This place is the most crucial, and it’s also the easiest to accomplish. After breaking this barrier, it will be much easier to deal with other areas. As long as you break all these key locations' magical barriers, you can forcibly break through the entire barrier by activating the ghost mist and the large formation…”

"Wait..."

Qin Sang spoke, interrupting Bai. "The moment the seal is broken, the commotion will be immense. We have nowhere to hide in the Ghostly Realm and will inevitably be affected, right Where would we go to hide then, and how could we conceal ourselves from that person's perception"

Bai Zixian said, "Friend Daoist, there is no need to worry. I will guide it slightly before the ban is broken, causing part of its power to directly strike the entrance. Besides, there are actually places here where the aftershocks cannot reach. We just need to wait for the impact to weaken and leave immediately. I will control the remaining ghost mist power to help us hide. That person will be suddenly hit by the shock, even if he is not seriously injured, he will have no time to take care of other things. This is a good chance to escape..."

"Your plan is quite thorough! Since that's the case, I also have a treasure that can be of help. That person is after all a top expert, so we need to prepare some more hidden means to feel at ease..."

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