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Where Heavenly Master Tiangong stands sword in hand.
Qin Sang stood before the sword, looking at the wind and waves. He said to Tan Hao beside him: "The demon clan has lost many strong warriors, and they are unlikely to cause trouble outside the demon realm in the near future. You should find an island nearby to solidify your cultivation. I'll go ahead and look for a shelter."
After his breakthrough, Tan Hao took a brief pause to catch his breath before eagerly rushing here with Qin Sang.
They detoured around the northern boundary of Xinyue Realm, following along the Xing Sha Archipelago to arrive at Tianzhi Corner.
Along the way, I haven't encountered a single demon soldier. The situation is completely different from when Qin Sang came here last time.
Along the way, Qin Sang visited several old Daoist friends in his true identity and received a warm reception.
Especially the cultivators of the Xing Sha Archipelago who had been heavily oppressed by the demon race, were deeply grateful to Qin Sang.
"To this day, I still find it hard to believe that in just a few short years, Brother Qin could accomplish such a feat..."
Tan Hao shook his head and smiled wryly.
Upon learning the truth, it was impossible to describe the shock that overwhelmed him. He stood dumbfounded for a long time, and the excitement and pride of his success vanished without a trace.
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Qin Sang smiled and sacrificed the Ten Directions Earth-Splitting Divine Shuttle, which turned into a blue light and entered the storm zone.
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This treasure is indeed extraordinary. Qin Sang's true yuan consumption speed is much slower than last time.
Seated within the divine chariot, he remained as steadfast as a rock, impervious to the raging storm outside.
Last time, if I had a divine shuttle in hand, I wouldn't have fallen into the predicament of being chased for thousands of miles by Bi Fang.
Gazing at the moon, the rhinoceros horn pointed the way, Qin Sang steered the divine shuttle, traversing through the storms, taking turns with the Heavenly Eye Butterfly to observe their surroundings.
Logically, the first shelter after leaving Tianjiao shouldn't be hard to find.
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Unluckily, despite having so many treasures at his disposal and after browsing through the Xuan Tian Palace's collection of books, Qin Sang searched for a long time but yielded no results.
Qin Sang suspected that this shelter might have been deliberately destroyed or sealed by the Tian Yue people.
However, the Heavenly Venerable's purpose is to maintain the safety of Beichen Realm and prevent powerful cultivators from the North Sea from bullying others and invading on a large scale. They shouldn't cut off their hometown's path home.
Then, he took Tan Hao back to the Beichen Realm. Instead of rushing back to Qiyuan Guan, he visited Lu Boyuan and gathered information, corroborating the scriptures from both realms.
After countless back-and-forth journeys, relying on the Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros Horn and the Divine Shuttle, we finally made a discovery!
How many shelters there were originally on the ancient road, Qin Sang only found one.
A stone temple floating on the sea.
The stone hall was built of massive stones, rough and heavy, yet as light as a feather. It swayed with the waves and did not remain fixed in one place, unchanging. Instead, it moved randomly within a radius of a hundred miles.
Bound by some unknown force, the stone hall would not exceed this range. At the edge, as if encountering an invisible wall, it would bounce back.
With the stone hall as a repair site, Tan Hao could travel between the two places later on. However, bringing so many disciples was very difficult, and even with late-stage Golden Core disciples, safety couldn't be guaranteed.
Inside the stone hall.
Here, there is nothing. The four corner pillars are the only support.
The stone hall had no walls, and the scenery outside was unobstructed.
Towering waves crashed relentlessly, surging from every direction towards the stone temple.
The hurricane and giant waves were awe-inspiring, as if they could tear apart everything in the world. The stone hall swayed in the wind and rain, yet it was incredibly sturdy. An invisible barrier separated them from the impact and noise, creating an unusual stillness.
The same old storms are really nothing to look at.
Qin Sang and Tan Hao were repairing the stone hall, after discussing they decided to search for a while longer.
For Qin Sang, it wasn't a waste of time.
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Because Qin Sang grew increasingly proficient in searching for shelters, he tried multitasking, piloting the Divine Shuttle while cultivating the "Fire Seed Golden Lotus" to refine the demonic fire.
This is also what he plans to do on his way to Zhongzhou Road.
Within the storm, heaven and earth's energy was chaotic, making it impossible to cultivate on the journey. Fortunately, refining the demonic fire was unaffected by external influences.
If all the demonic flames in the demon banner could be refined, not only would it be possible to refine a powerful divine ability that belonged entirely to oneself, but one's spiritual consciousness would also certainly increase greatly.
Having adjusted their state, Qin Sang and Tan Hao once again flew out of the stone hall, beginning their long search.
A gloomy tempestuous belt, surging waves, a faint blue light like fish darting and weaving, appearing and disappearing from time to time.
Suddenly, the azure light stopped.
Three figures flashed from within, it was Qin Sang, his two companions and his avatar.
Just now, he was manipulating the divine shuttle in his incarnation.
Qin Sang lowered his head, his gaze swept downwards, fixing on a patch of sea.
"Whew!"
A gray hurricane had just swept over, leaving a bottomless trench in the sea.
The water walls on both sides converged inwards, monstrous waves crashing with incredible force.
Just then, Qin Sang suddenly dove down and charged into the middle of the water wall.
The Tianmu butterfly landed on his shoulder at an unknown time, spreading its wings. Its celestial eyes focused into the depths of the ravine, discovering something abnormal that others couldn't see.
"Boom!"
The sword glow was like electricity, shooting out.
The sword glow, which should have pierced through the chasm, suddenly met with resistance halfway.
A crimson light flashed, rising from the sky like a volcanic eruption, swallowing the sword light.
Tan Hao's face was filled with surprise. Until the red light burst forth, he realized there was a shelter here.
“Such a well-concealed ancient tomb!”
Qin Sang dodged another gust of wind, letting out a breath and sighing.
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If it weren't for the butterfly of heaven's eye, he would certainly have ignored this place.
Two days later.
Qin Sang and Tan Hao opened the ancient seal and entered it. They found that it was an underwater dark island, with its edges eroded to nothing, leaving only the core protected by the ancient seal.
Qin Sang looked around and nodded secretly. With this stone hall and hidden island, Tan Hao could barely lead the disciples of the Jindan stage back and forth, so the two Qingyang Observatories wouldn't be too fragmented.
It has been four years since he first entered the storm zone.
There are less than three years left before Liuli faces the tribulation.
There's no time to find a third shelter, and things behind us need to speed up.
Qin Sang completed the nautical chart and handed it to Tan Hao. The two then left the storm zone, passed through the desert and the Heavenly Alliance, and headed straight for the Xiao Han domain.
Although Qin Sang left Beihai only twenty years ago, he had experienced so much there.
For cultivators, it's considered short-lived.
However, Bei Chen Realm recently experienced many major events.
The most shocking thing of all is that the venerable True Person Cang Hong fell in the Abyssal Ruins.
As time passed, the ruins of Yuanshui Temple became increasingly unstable, with dangers growing day by day. Despite frequent forays into the ruins to quell the threats, the Grandmaster Cang Hong ultimately succumbed to this calamity.
The Mysterious Demon Lord has also been in seclusion for many years, without a word. Rumors say he might be in a death-defying retreat, dying if unsuccessful.
The previous generation of heroes in Beichen Realm, some ascended to immortality and others withered away, becoming a part of history.
Chingyangguan
Sword qi before the cliff.
The newly inducted disciples, with youthful innocence, gazed with reverence at the sword inscriptions etched by Qin Sang.
Tan Yi'en honored them by personally explaining things to them.
I took two days of vacation and am on my way back. I'll write a chapter while on the car.
Just found out, as people grow up, vacation is actually the most tiring.
I haven't gone home since the Lunar New Year. My parents haven't been feeling well lately. Even during the Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't have time to check on them. This time, I managed to squeeze in a visit. There are just too many chores and social obligations at home, and with only a few days, it feels rushed.
The updates haven't been stable, and several times I had to catch up in the early morning.
I haven't reached middle age and I'm not married, so it's hard to imagine what the most difficult time in life would be like.
Last night I really couldn't hold on anymore, I didn't expect to sleep until today when I got on the bus.
Tomorrow will get back on track, and I will try my best to catch up. Thank you book friends for your understanding.
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