hes were patched everywhere. His face and hands were black with dirt, his eyes vacant, and his hair, unwashed for who knows how long, was matted and smelled foul.Water monkey Zhou Ning and another per...Qin Sang knew the young man was going to fight with his all.

He hid in the Ten Directions Yama Array, refusing to come out no matter what.

The Nine Nether Demon Fire surged out of the banner formation, enveloping the golden ring.

For a moment, the golden light was enveloped by demonic flames. The two seemed to merge, but in reality, they were engaged in the most intense confrontation, attempting to suppress each other within this tiny space.

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The golden ring had the ability to restrain opponents, but in front of the Nine Nether Demon Fire, it seemed helpless. It shot out rings of light, which were all shattered by the demon fire.

Although Qin Sang's cultivation was inferior to the young man's, he, clad in his poison-proofing armor, didn't have to worry about the poison mist. Moreover, he played it safe, while the young man had to constantly split his attention to resist the poison mist and was eager to kill Qin Sang.

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The three-pronged ten directions Yama banner formed a grand formation, not something an ordinary mid-grade magic treasure could compare to. Under this ebb and flow, the young man's growing desperation only made him less capable of achieving anything.

‘Boom! Boom!’

The Nine Nether Demon Fire was hit by the Golden Ring's repeated attacks, its flames undulating and trembling, but it remained steadfast.

Qin Sang's expression was solemn. The gap in their strength was obvious. After destroying the jade bracelet, he had gained the upper hand, but he also had to guard against the young man fighting a desperate battle to the death. One moment of carelessness could lead to him being killed by the young man.

Before, while the jade bracelet was still in his possession, the young man held back due to his concern for its safety. During their fight, he was hesitant and did not engage directly, unwilling to risk a direct confrontation. Now, however, with no other choice, he can only go all in.

His eyes blazed with fury, his killing intent boundless, leaving no room for mercy.

Qin Sang's strength was beyond his imagination. An ordinary cultivator at the mid-Core Formation stage, he not only possessed astonishing swordsmanship but also wielded such a powerful magic treasure.

With this magic treasure, it would be nearly impossible to defeat Qin Sang in a short period of time.

After witnessing the power of the Ten Directions Hell Array, the young man hardened his heart. Not only did he not stop attacking, but he also spared no true essence and fully activated the golden ring to launch a furious assault.

The youth's offensive was like a storm.

Qin Sang focused all his attention on activating his magic treasures. The two-headed hound stood beside him, panting, and released a gust of wind blades once more, helping Qin Sang relieve the pressure.

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One person and one beast joined hands, surprisingly showing signs of suppressing the Golden Ring.

Just then, a sudden change occurred.

A green light shot up from the ground, instantly covering it in a layer of emerald. Plants grew at an alarming rate, surging towards Qin Sang's location with reckless abandon. This wasn't vegetation, but a barrage of incredibly sharp sword qi!

'Swishing...'

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The Ten Directions Yama Formation was surrounded by sword qi, the young man vowed to pierce Qin Sang's heart with ten thousand swords!

Qin Sang's heart tightened. He knew the young man was going all out, and with this relentless attack, it would be difficult for him to focus on resisting the poison mist. He wouldn't be able to hold on much longer.

Once the poisonous mist invades the internal organs, even immortals cannot save one.

Qin Sang and the two-headed hellhound roared simultaneously. The Nine Nether Demon Fire reversed, burning grass and trees. The two-headed hellhound also exerted its utmost effort, its vertical pupils shooting out gusts of wind, single-handedly resisting the golden ring.

But the young man's attack was too fierce. Even Qin Sang and the two-headed dog, joining forces, were unable to withstand it.

Qin Sang knew he couldn't just sit and wait for death. His advantage lay in his escape arts. With layers of talismans adding to his sword qi and thunderclap sounds, his speed could even surpass that of the young man by a bit.

Faced with such formidable power, Qin Sang recalled his two-headed hound and immediately began to maneuver, stalling for time and waiting for the young man to succumb to the poison mist's erosion.

It turned out that Qin Sang's strategy worked.

The most ferocious onslaught failed to kill Qin Sang. The young man's face grew increasingly pale, the poison mist had pierced through his protective true essence, and even purple-red hues spread inward on his skin, invading his meridians. Waves of agonizing pain surged through him.

Finally, the young man couldn't bear it any longer and had to stop. Otherwise, if he didn't kill Qin Sang, he would die from the poison himself.

The golden ring suddenly stopped, and the illusion receded like a tide.

The youth retrieved his magical treasure.

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Qin Sang pressed down on the escaping light, his breath abnormally rapid, his back soaked with sweat, he finally made it. The young man's state was clearly abnormal. He went all in and failed, instead being eroded by the poisonous mist.

As expected of the strongest opponent I've ever faced, he's so tough to handle.

To his surprise, just as Qin Sang was about to let out a sigh of relief, he suddenly discovered that the retreating gray sword, without any warning, changed direction and stabbed back at him.

The gray sword blossomed with a brilliant emerald glow, its sword qi soaring into the air, its momentum like a rainbow.

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"Why don't you detoxify quickly You're already at your wit's end, what use is this"

Qin Sang stared intently at the gray sword, wondering about the young man's purpose. As soon as he had this thought, he felt something was amiss and immediately realized what it was, his expression changing drastically.

Immediately afterward, the Jiaohun and sword energy on his body surged forth, and his figure abruptly retreated.

At the same time, Qin Sang suddenly waved his hand, unleashing the Nine Nether Demon Fire without any reservation.

"Pff!"

The gray sword plunged into the demonic fire.

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Qin Sang's expression was anxious, as if he had reached a dangerous moment.

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The next moment, a green light burst from within the Jiuyou Demon Fire, shattering it.

Boom!

The thunderous roar caused the purple mist to churn, waves upon waves.

The young man was struck as if by lightning. He coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face drained of all color, and his breath suddenly became feeble.

Qin Sang's expression changed drastically, and he hastily retracted the Ten Directions King Yama Banner. Suddenly, a powerful wave of energy struck him, sending him flying backwards. He landed with a stumble, barely managing to stand upright.

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Then, he couldn't wait to summon the Ten Directions Hell Banner and carefully inspected it. Seeing that it was undamaged, he let out a long sigh of relief.

The earlier explosion was actually the young man decisively detonating his natal spirit sword!

Had Qin Sang not been constantly vigilant and possessed exceptional evasion skills, even if he managed to escape, it's highly likely that one or two of the Ten Directions Yama Banners would be destroyed. In that case, the magic array wouldn't be complete.

It's clear that the young man hasn't reached the point of despair yet. Trying to escape the Purple Mist Desolation might still offer a chance.

Qin Sang never expected this person to be so ruthless and would self-destruct their natal spirit sword at this moment!

A cultivator's natal treasure is connected to their spiritual consciousness. The treasure is invaluable, and if the treasure is damaged, the cultivator will also be injured. Some techniques are so unique that they could even lead to a drop in cultivation level.

The destruction of one's natal treasure necessitates the painstaking process of crafting a new one. While procuring suitable materials is important, the most crucial aspect lies in the extensive period of nurturing it requires. It remains unclear how much effort and dedication a cultivator would need to expend on this endeavor.

The young man swallowed the pill, his breath steadying slightly. His eyes looked expectantly at Qin Sang.

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When Qin Sang was only injured, he was a little disappointed, but then he became happy again because the Nine Nether Demon Fire was scattered by the impact of the Gray Sword's self-destruction.

His goal was the very fire of magic.

His gaze was sharp, seeing that the key to the Ten Directions Yama Banner lay in the demonic fire. Without the demonic fire, Qin Sang would lose his only means of countering him.

Unfortunately, Qin Sang's reaction and escape speed were too fast, preventing the destruction of the artifact's core.

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Qin Sang also took the elixir, suppressing his injuries, and sneered. He pointed to all directions with his finger, causing the Ten Directions Yama Banner to ripple. Black flames surged, and another cluster of Nine Nether Demon Fire gushed out.

The Ten Directions Yama Banner seals the essence of the demonic fire. As long as the banner remains intact, there will be a constant supply of Jiuyou Demonic Fire, allowing the youth to casually self-destruct magical artifacts.

Seeing this, the young man's eyes dimmed. He knew that he had missed his only chance and there was no possibility of a comeback. He felt a surge of retreat.

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The youth was resolute, sheathing her golden ring and retreating swiftly.

After a hard-fought battle, Qin Sang wouldn't let him leave just like that after achieving such a hard-won victory. He immediately chased after him.

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