his companions. If they are not involved, it's best to let them be. Should things change, either capture the leader first or use the Spirit Bamboo Flying Boat to escape, ideally taking Kong Xin with...The storm brought a chaotic mix of inspiration.

Qin Sang urged his true essence, sheltering the Yuan Zhu nascent soul from the storm's assault. They flew side by side through the tempestuous waves and winds, seeing no other sights beyond the raging storm along their journey.

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If no one points the way, lost in such a place, despair will soon surround you.

Yuan Zhu pointed the way forward.

Qin Sang asked him many questions about the demon sea and the demon clan.

Yuanzhu knew everything about some matters. But when it came to the truly secret things of the demon race, he would also be cautious, after all, only those demon kings had betrayed them.

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Even so, the information Qin Sang learned from Yuanzhu provided him with a deeper understanding of the demon clan.

"Found it!"

>

Suddenly, Yuanzhu let out a soft exclamation and his eyes lit up with joy.

He sensed the location of his true form.

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Qin Sang immediately turned and flew in the direction Yuan Zhu pointed. After a while, he finally saw a faint white light flickering within the storm ahead, very conspicuous among the dim waves.

It is precisely where the essence of Yuan Zhu lies.

The white light was almost extinguished, only flickering between the waves as it drifted along with the current.

Yuan Zhu's original body was extremely weak, on the verge of exhaustion. His aura was almost imperceptible, and he couldn't even muster the strength to resist the waves. He only made a desperate effort to move when the gray hurricane approached, trying to avoid danger.

If no one comes to the rescue, Yuan Zhu will surely die.

The Shadow of the Dragon Soul darted toward the main body. Qin Sang hurriedly followed with his sword.

Coming closer.

Qin Sang saw a coffin of ice.

Yuan Zhu’s eyes were tightly closed, sealed within an ice coffin.

He was in a terrible state, with wounds all over his body.

The skin was cracked and bleeding, exposing raw flesh. One could even see the bone in his arm.

The flames of war are still burning.

The source of the flames was within him, burning from the inside out. They spread from his blood and marrow, surging through his organs until they reached the outside.

Whether it was Yuan Zhu himself who used some secret art, or the effect of this ice coffin's suppression, the blood fire that spread throughout his body had weakened countless times. There was only a thin layer remaining.

Blood and fire still cling to us like a lingering illness, impossible to eradicate.

Yuánzhú was very weak, but he still had a breath left.

The soul is invested into the main body.

At that moment, Yuan Zhu slowly opened his eyes. Seeing Qin Sang, the corner of his mouth twitched as if he wanted to smile but held back. With difficulty, he said, "I apologize for letting Ming Yue Daoist see this."

Qin Sang urged his true essence, helping his main body resist the waves, and said, "Yuan Daoist friend, I and you split soul swore an oath to save you, and you will send me out of the storm belt. How are you now, how can I save you"

“Well, I won't die. As for the agreement, I know it…"

Yuan Zhu was silent for a moment, his eyes rolled around, scanning in other directions. He murmured with some sadness, "It's not surprising that Daoist friend is unharmed. However, Gu Heng and the others... they are likely in great danger..."

Qin Sang nodded and said, "Fellow Daoist, you've made so much preparation, but you've only won a sliver of hope. Gu Heng and Cai Yi Daoist friends, unless there's a treasure that can suppress this demonic fire, the possibility of survival is extremely slim."

Yuan Zhu sighed softly, "Forget it! Ming Yue Dao friend, I have a way to expel the blood fire from my body and restore my cultivation. But I need to avoid being disturbed by the storm and find a place where I can meditate in peace. Would you please send me back to my cave"

Qin Sang felt surprised, "Daoist friend, aren't you afraid that the location of the cave will be exposed"

“The ancient restrictions on the cave abode are very special. Yuan [Name] also spent a lot of effort to control part of them. Without my personal guidance, even if fellow Daoist knows the location, they wouldn't be able to find the exact position of the cave abode. Fellow Daoist will know once they take a look...”

Yuán Zhú's expression remained unchanged, and he said faintly.

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"In that case, I also wish to see for myself what a cave within the storm's fury is like."

Qin Sang's eyes flashed, and he smiled faintly.

Then, Qin Sang wrapped the ice coffin with his true essence and flew towards the direction pointed by Yuan Zhu with his sword.

On the journey, the jade talisman remained unresponsive. It was unclear whether he was still too far from Qisha Hall or if Qisha Hall had already been closed.

>

Without knowing how far they had flown, Yuandzhu suddenly spoke, stopping Qin Sang.

Qin Sang had thought that the cave abode would be built on a small island, but to his surprise, there was nothing around. This sea area was empty, with no signs of the cave abode's existence.

>

He secretly awakened the Heavenly-Eyed Butterfly, but the Heavenly-Eyed Divine Ability still failed to detect anything amiss.

No wonder Yuanzhu is so confident.

Qin Sang's gaze shifted, landing on the ice coffin. He saw Yuan Zhu's lips moving slightly, seemingly muttering some secret incantation.

The next moment, Qin Sang's expression moved slightly, as if sensing something, he suddenly lowered his head to look at the ground.

The sea was never calm, with waves a hundred zhang high that seemed capable of crushing everything in their path.

At this time, a strange ripple came from the seabed. After a moment, a milky white beam of light 'rumbled' out of the water and transformed into a light curtain that appeared beneath them.

Under the light curtain, it looks like part of a mountain.

The mountain peaks were desolate and barren, with no grass or trees, only jagged rocks. The light curtain formed by the ancient prohibition enveloped the surrounding area, protecting this mountain fragment until today.

The light curtain trembled slightly, revealing a fissure. Qin Sang used the Heavenly Eye divine ability to confirm that there were no ambushes inside. After a moment of hesitation, he followed Yuánzhú into the fissure.

Instantly, the gap in the light curtain closed. With a flash, it disappeared once more into the depths of the sea, swallowed by the giant waves.

> After coming in, the deafening storm immediately vanished.

"The spiritual energy is very thin..."

Qin Sang sensed it slightly and made a judgment in his heart.

He looked around. The area wasn't small. There was a cave in front of him, which should be the dwelling place. As he looked up, he saw heavy dark clouds floating above, which was the manifestation of an ancient prohibition.

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The ancient restrictions held back all chaos, like a pure land.

Yuan Zhu could hardly wait to return to his cave abode and said to Qin Sang, "Yuan needs to retreat for a while to recover. There's nothing secret here besides the cave abode, so please do as you wish."

Having said that, Yuán Chú opened the restrictions of his cave abode and walked in.

Qin Sang nodded, seeing Yuan Zhu seal the cave dwelling's restrictions. He casually found a spot and used his sword to carve out a cave dwelling, setting up several layers of spirit formations and restrictions as a temporary place to rest. He would wait for Yuan Zhu to emerge from seclusion.

After that, Qin Sang walked around here, and as Yuan Zhu had said, it was desolate.

Finally out.

Back in his cave abode, Qin Sang sat cross-legged and sighed inwardly.

Reviewing the encounter at Qisha Hall, although the gains were substantial, I consecutively met three masters of the Yuan Ying stage. The crisis was always by my side, and Qin Sang also felt some lingering fear. Fortunately, he managed to get through it safely without any major harm.

“I survived to the present day. Unexpectedly, after escaping from the Demon Banishment, several times I almost perished completely.”

Bai came out of the Corpse Puppet bag, glancing at Qin Sang with displeasure.

Qin Sang wouldn't admit it was his fault at all.

He took out a jade slip, wrote down his knowledge of the Canglang Sea and various treasures, and gave it to Bai. "For now, I can only stay here. Daoist friend, first recover your cultivation and see if these can jog your memory."

Bai reluctantly took it and walked into another cave.

The entire space returned to silence.

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