ord and sat nearby, some recuperating their breath, others tending to their wounds.>Qin Sang looked inward, glancing at the Jiulong Tianran Fu in his dantian. He resisted the urge to use his divine s......'rest...'

The blood infant was very small, its escape light as fine as a hair.

Qin Sang would never allow them to escape so easily. Without hesitation, he activated his sword technique.

A blade of ebony flashed above the blood infant, streaks of sword light raining down like summer showers.

The sword formation is about to be complete.

The Blood Infant's shriek became even more piercing, its head tilted up as it stared intently at the ebony sword. Its tiny eyes were filled with a blood red that was incredibly intense, and a powerful aura emanated from its body.

The breath of the blood infant is connected.

And it's not just that simple between them.

The entire Soul Shadow Formation has a connection between all the Blood Infants.

At this time, some Blood Infants were sent out by Ye Lao Demon and the Jade Bone Sect. They controlled the blood clouds and ghostly creatures to target and stop those who entered, preventing them from approaching the bloody altar and disrupting their plans.

The other part circled around them, unsealing the altar.

The power of the blood infant's resistance exceeded Qin Sang's expectations.

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Blood light shot out from the Blood Infant's heavenly spirit, converging in the void.

In the blink of an eye, the ebony sword was struck. With a sharp, ringing sound, the ebony sword flew away, its blade light scattering into fragments, and the sword formation vanished.

However, Qin Sang's true killing move was not the sword array.

The ebony sword is just a feint.

As the Blood Fiend aimed at the sword formation, eighteen demon staffs stealthily emerged from Qin Sang's sleeve. The Nine Nether Demon Fire surged, erupting with lightning speed and ferocity!

Demon fire stirs the heavens, ghostly mist retreats.

Killing intent surged like the sea, resembling a blazing dragon's roar, its bloody maw wide open, lunging at one of the blood infants!

Qin Sang knew it was impossible to keep all the blood infants. For safety's sake, she only aimed at one of them.

The demonic fire caused the Blood Infant's complexion to change drastically, its face filled with terror. Its sharp screams were laced with fear.

They retaliated with blood light, but in their haste, the blood light was much thinner than before. The demonic fire barely paused, crushing the blood light entirely, destroying everything in its path!

The one bound by the demonic flames, screamed in despair, swallowed by the inferno.

The other Blood Infants scattered and fled.

“Whew!”

The demonic flames did not continue the pursuit, instead transforming into a single mass and floating quietly in mid-air.

The flames within were not calm, the Blood Infant still struggled, frantically lashing out. It was connected to the Soul Infant Array and could borrow its power, it had not yet lost its fighting ability.

However, within the flames of hell, it is destined to be futile.

Qin Sang wanted to capture live creatures, without any thoughts of killing. Otherwise, with a roll of the demonic fire, they would already become ashes.

"Whoosh!"

Qin Sang recalled the Obsidian Sword, examining its blade. It was indeed crafted from the ten divine woods, with not a single mark on its surface.

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He flew to the side of the demonic fire, performed hand seals, and cut off the blood infant's connection to the outside world, imprisoning it.

Then, Zhen Daochang and others also flew over one after another.

When Qin Sang attacked the Blood Infant, the Blood Infant was unable to control the blood clouds and Yin spirits. The pressure on them greatly reduced, and they took the opportunity to escape, witnessing the might of the demonic fire with their own eyes.

The cultivator surnamed Guan had heard of Qin Sang's demonic fire, but this was his first time seeing it in person. He couldn't help but glance at it several times, and from the corner of his eye, he also noticed the Nascent Soul puppet standing behind Qin Sang.

Recalling all sorts of rumors about Qin Sang, the cultivator surnamed Guan sighed inwardly, "In just a short time, this person is likely to replace Ye Laomo and become the number one person in the Beichen realm."

"Jade True Daoist Friend!"

A tall and thin monk suddenly exclaimed in surprise, rushing towards the blood infant.

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Qin Sang was just about to make a move when he saw the man's face contorted with grief. He paused slightly, remembering that this person came from the Abyss of Sin. A few guesses flashed through his mind, and he did not stop him.

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He glanced at the Blood Infant, his eyebrows and eyes clearly showing that he was a female cultivator.

Yuzhen was not a newly promoted Yuan Ying, but like Feng Lao Gui, she couldn't resist the temptation. However, she wasn't as lucky as Feng Lao Gui and fell victim to Ye Lao Mo's poisonous hands. Her Yuan Ying was ripped out, leaving her neither human nor ghost.

The lean cultivator's fingers trembled, wanting to touch the blood infant.

Although imprisoned, the blood infant was still ferocious, biting with its mouth wide open.

"Friend, be careful!"

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Qin Sang reminded him.

A real Daoist also flew over, met Qin Sang's gaze, carefully examined the blood infant, and sighed while shaking his head, "It is no longer Fellow Daoist Yu Zhen. Ye Lao Mo's secret technique is too vicious, there is no way to recover. Fellow Daoist, please be consoled."

The lanky monk heard the subtext.

Now that we've finally caught the Blood Infant, we definitely need to analyze it to understand the evil formation.

After all, he was a Yuan Ying cultivator. He did not obstruct Zhen Da Chang and Qin Sang's actions, his face impassive as he retreated to the back, sitting cross-legged in the void. Unable to bear to watch any longer, he closed his eyes and silently recited the mantra for rebirth.

The others also withdrew their smiles and cooperated tacitly.

Just then, blood clouds and sinister ghosts surged back.

Even after their escape, the blood infants were still restless and started causing trouble again. But having learned from their previous experience, they hid very well this time, making it difficult even for the Sky-Eyed Butterfly to track them down.

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“No! Not the Holy Flame!”

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Yu Gu stared fixedly at Qin Sang's direction, the joy in her voice diminished. "It turns out to be the demonic fire cultivated by the Nine Nether lineage who have comprehended the Holy Fire. I said, how could the Holy Fire fall into this place!"

Ye Lao Mo's control over the Soul Embryo Array was not as good as Yu Gu's.

He spared some of his attention, sensing for a while, and discovered Qin Sang's whereabouts. He guessed that the natal demon fire mentioned by Yugukou was exactly the demon banner fire commanded by Qin Sang.

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“So there’s such a background, no wonder it's so powerful. I heard the Magic Banner was made by Gui Yin Lao Gui, I wonder where this old demon got it from…”

Ye Lao Mo flashed this thought, then listened to Yu Gu said, "Although it is not sacred fire, its power is not weak. Not bad! Not bad! This seat takes these demon fires, temporarily no need to go all out to find other protective means, can concentrate on recovering strength."

With bones as fine as jade, he clenched his fists, itching for a fight, his eyes burning with eagerness.

Upon hearing this, Ye Lao Mo's brows furrowed deeply.

"Do you want to seize his magic banner You should know that my Blood Demon avatar fell at his hands. He suddenly had a Nascent Soul puppet by his side, and who knows what other tricks he's hiding. Moreover, he's surrounded by Nascent Soul cultivators – they are not easy to manipulate. The altar is about to be unsealed, and you haven't recovered yet. I advise you not to cause unnecessary trouble and jeopardize the big picture..."

Before the words could even finish, Yu Gu waved his hand dismissively.

"Who said I was going to snatch his magic banner I'm directly going to take the magic fire! Although I am not a descendant of the Jiuyou clan, I cannot directly seize it. However, at just the early stage of Nascent Soul, it would be impossible to subdue the Jiuyou Magic Fire. He's only using the banner's power to indirectly control it. With a little trickery, I can make it mine!"

Yu Gu's tone was full of confidence, completely disregarding Qin Sang.

He shifted his gaze to the ghosts and specters, pondered for a moment, then extended his hand with force, scooping them up.

Hundreds of ghosts were caught by him.

Palm-sized ghost qi spun, Yin souls floated, refined into soul qi, merging into the vortex.

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The jade bone was tossed upward, swirling and spinning, autonomously refining its Yin soul. In the blink of an eye, it devoured countless souls.

Gradually, a funnel the size of a palm appeared in the void. It was smooth and as black as ink. a smile as beautiful as a flower, captivatingly stunning. 。Qin Sang heard a faint chuckle again. 。It's still the sound of silver bells laughing, but it's not as far away as before. It's right beside...