ng's soul within. Although it was extremely weak, like a flickering candle in the wind.He's actually still alive!Qing Ting reached out and pressed on the crystal coffin, opening it to hold Jiang Shixi...This chaotic battle raged on.

Qin Sang had lost count of how many opponents he had faced. All he could do was avoid being overwhelmed by the battle, maintain his composure and caution, accurately judge the situation, and never stray too far from his own side.

"Bang!"

"Click!"

The crisp sound of shattering drew Qin Sang's gaze back.

However, they saw that one side of the opponent's golden shield was shattered by Mu Yifeng's Nine Fire Divine Edge. Several other magic weapons followed suit, striking the golden shield in succession. A horrifying crack ran through the entire surface of the golden shield, and it might be completely destroyed at any moment.

The opponent was frightened and exclaimed in alarm, hastily retreating.

The Nine Fiery God's Sword blazed with a crimson light, and Mu Yifeng was about to lead his men in pursuit when Qin Sang suddenly changed expression, shouting urgently, "Don't chase! Come back!"

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Though his opponents seemed panicked, their formation remained orderly.

More importantly, Qin Sang keenly observed that some enemies around seemed to be intentionally paying attention to this place, and their positions were very mysterious.

Quietly, an inconspicuous space was left ahead.

One didn't know when the other party had set this up, but the trap was quietly formed, just waiting for them to be caught.

Qin Sang couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat.

These people are bait!

If you're greedy for merit and love war, becoming bloodthirsty and chasing after your enemy blindly, it's like falling into a trap. That's exactly what Teng Zhao Gang did back then, Qin Sang was right there and remembers it vividly.

We also retreat!

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Qin Sang transmitted a message to Mu Yi Feng, ordering an orderly retreat.

As expected, many cultivators from the Heavenly Path Alliance showed expressions of disappointment upon seeing their actions. The opponent who had fled in a panic stopped and wanted to continue luring them.

Fortunately, Mu Yifeng and the others listened to him. Otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.

Qin Sang's heart turned, and she thought of the reason. Her own squad was too eye-catching.

He used to prioritize survival above all else. After being caught in the chaos of battle, with everyone for themselves and no one paying attention to him, he ordered his comrades to keep a low profile.

Using the ebony sword was solely to eliminate the principal offender, and then immediately transferring to another location, making sure not to fall into a trap of being surrounded.

His reputation was built gradually, not achieved overnight.

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With the powerful Mu Yifeng by my side now, it's impossible to stay unnoticed.

Qin Sang's actions shattered the Tianxing Alliance's intentions.

At this moment, a strange pause occurred on this battlefield.

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"Form a tighter line!"

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Qin Sang took the opportunity to contact other captains and get them closer together, tightening their scattered formation. Then they began another round of melee combat.

A ray of light shone on her face.

Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, and suddenly he realized that it wasn't the glow emitted by a magic artifact, but the sunlight of dawn!

Qin Sang turned her head to look.

In the distant east, where the water meets the sky, a fiery red spreads. The sunrise seems to have just risen from the depths of the sea, blushing shyly in the glow of the dawn.

Qin Sang only then realized that it was morning!

The battle started in the dead of night, hasn't it been a few hours yet

Qin Sang's mind was still filled with the intense battle, a little dazed. Then suddenly realizing something, he hurriedly raised his head and looked up at the sky.

The cultivators of the結丹 period's battle has not yet ceased!

And, the beam of light was still there.

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Stars are hidden, the moon is concealed.

Under the rising sun, it seemed even brighter, a sight to behold. However, the battlefield had shifted north of the beam of light, and Qin Sang felt a sense of foreboding.

If it were usual, it would be about time to call it a day.

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By dawn, neither side had gained an advantage. The Heavenly Alliance had the upper hand, but the Small Cold Domain's formation remained intact. If they continued fighting, it would likely result in a stalemate until both sides were exhausted.

After a night of fierce battle, both sides of cultivators were physically and mentally exhausted.

"Should I have a command"

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Qin Sang looked at the battlefield where cultivators in the Danjie period were fighting, absentmindedly wielding his Hanjin sword and cooperating with Mu Yifeng.

Unfortunately, he miscalculated. After waiting for a while longer, the sky in the distance was still filled with dark clouds, lightning and thunder, showing no sign of stopping.

This made Qin Sang's heart skip a beat. She nervously thought, could the outcome of their struggle truly be decided here

Upon thinking this, Qin Sang's complexion slightly changed. After looking around, he suddenly transmitted a voice to Mu Yifeng.

Mu Yifeng was startled and looked at Qin Sang with a questioning gaze.

Qin Sang looked solemn, nodded to Mu Yifeng, and after a brief exchange, Qin Sang, citing Mu Yifeng's excessive consumption and fatigue, had him withdraw for rest, with others taking his place.

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Then Qin Sang and Mu Yifeng took turns resting, maintaining the situation. It seemed that the team's strength had been greatly reduced, and they were in danger. In reality, everything was under Qin Sang's control.

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As time wore on, the battlefield shifted. The formations of both sides began to falter, and from afar, the cultivators appeared to be fighting individually, like a chaotic mob engaged in a brawl, with no semblance of order whatsoever.

Qin Sang dared not relax in the slightest, his gaze darting back and forth between the two battlefields, especially the one where the Jindan stage cultivators were fighting. Unfortunately, he couldn't see anything noteworthy.

The sun rises in the east.

> Another hour has passed.

Many cultivators were already very weary. The battle, though not as intense as at the start, had become increasingly drawn-out. Qin Sang was even more careful, because casualties were mounting.

Though he was quick-witted and had realized early on the importance of conserving his strength, it seemed he still couldn't help but feel a powerful urge to unleash his full potential. He couldn't help but be thankful that he hadn't yet drawn upon the power of his Ebony Sword.

Needless to say about others.

Time seemed to drag on forever, stretched out endlessly. Every moment was unbearably difficult.

One hour after another.

When the midday sun is at its zenith.

It was past midday.

Change finally occurred!

Above the battlefield where cultivators of the結丹 period sparred, a point of light descended from the heavens.

At first, it was inconspicuous. Even though Qin Sang had been paying attention there, he didn't notice it. It wasn't until the light grew larger and landed on top of the dark cloud that he realized its presence.

Within the radiance, there was a silver talisman that shimmered.

Qin Sang's heart tightened, his eyes widened, and he stared intently at the movements of the talisman.

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After three years of stalemate, this talisman appeared for the first time. Who issued it

It wasn't just Qin Sang who discovered the talismans. More and more people were noticing their existence, looking up at them with curiosity.

But then, they saw the talismans' speed increasing rapidly, plunging directly into the dark clouds. They expanded at an astonishing rate, until finally, reaching their limit, they shattered silently.

'Wow!'

At that moment, the dark clouds dissipated, and the thunder and lightning vanished.

At last, the figures of the cultivators who had formed their golden cores appeared.

They are still fighting, very fiercely.

Truly a master of the Juedan stage, he showed no fatigue like Qin Sang and the others. Every duel, every clash of magic treasures, still possessed terrifying power.

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The appearance of the talisman took everyone by surprise, and the fierce battle suddenly came to a halt.

'Snooze...'

A gentle breeze blew, carrying with it a force that even a cultivator at the peak of the Dan Formation stage couldn't resist.

Everyone involuntarily moved apart from their opponents. The Xiao Han Yu side was blown to the back, while the Tian Xing League was blown to the south. The beam of light just happened to be in the middle of the two sides.

Everyone looked at each other in surprise and stopped what they were doing.

At the same time, several blurry figures appeared in the sky.

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