this moment, a green light flashed before Qin Sang's eyes, and the ebony sword shot out.'Bang!'Gu Tiannan's flesh palm and the ebony sword collided, but he was not cut off by the sword energy.His phys...In the depths of a secluded mountain valley.

Qin Sang was stunned, suspecting that she might have come to the wrong place.

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The Ba Xue fruit grows in the crevices of cliffs, and the red-crowned crane also builds its nest there.

The scene here doesn't match what I remember.

In the middle of the sheer cliff, a waterfall emerged. The stone walls on both sides of the waterfall were shattered and covered in cracks, not looking like something formed naturally. They resembled claw marks from some kind of monster or the aftermath of a giant force's impact.

After I left, did a big battle take place here

Qin Sang vaguely guessed a few points.

The Qisha Hall was never peaceful. The Blood-Dominating Fruit had a huge allure for ferocious beasts. That group of Crimson Cranes wasn't strong enough to monopolize the Blood-Dominating Fruit. Once other ferocious beasts discovered it, there would inevitably be a battle.

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“Looking at this scene, that battle must have been terrible. The scarlet cranes were probably driven away, and I wonder if the spirit herb that bears the Hegemon’s Blood Fruit is still around”

Qin Sang thought to himself, but he felt that hope was slim.

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He hid among the waist-high weeds, awakened the sky-eyed butterfly, and observed the waterfall. As expected, he discovered something unusual: there were many holes of various sizes inside the waterfall, densely packed with dozens of them.

Unlike the nests of red cranes.

Qin Sang summoned a corpse puppet and pointed it toward the pool of water below the waterfall. The corpse puppet broke through the grass, but as soon as it neared the pool, a hostile screech erupted from above.

'Whoosh...'

Water splashed from the waterfall as a flock of snow-white birds, with bodies like eagles, burst forth, their speed astonishing. They left streaks in the air as they charged toward the corpse.

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These adult white birds of prey were as powerful as cultivators at the Dan Formation stage. The Corpse Demon had no resistance and, turning to run, hadn't gone far when it was caught by the birds. It was instantly torn apart.

If not for the strange smell on the Corpse Demon's body, it would have already been swallowed whole by the predatory bird by now.

On the other side, Qin Sang took the opportunity to approach the waterfall and observe those demon nests. Finally, in one demon nest, he saw a root that resembled a spirit medicine. The original Baxianguo ancient vine was emerald green and dripping with vitality, hanging with a string of green fruits. Now, it was only left with a withered and broken root.

The remaining root sprouts tender buds, with two fresh green leaves. It shows that it's still alive, but waiting for it to bear new fruits again is probably a long way off.

Qin Sang lamented.

The Baxié Fruit is very rare. A single plant grew in the Qisha Hall, but it was destroyed during a fierce beast battle.

The fierce bird sensed the presence of a stranger and flew into a rage, screaming as it charged. Qin Sang's body flashed with light, erupting in speed that left the fierce bird far behind. With several blinks, he vanished into the depths of the mountains.

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Along the way, Qin Sang almost didn't stop, rushing straight to the Sky Tower.

The Tiantan pierces the clouds, standing out prominently.

Qin Sang stood far away on a hill, observing the movement around Tianta.

Unlike last time, it was very quiet outside the Sky Tower, with no sign of anyone.

Without Master Yuan Ying blocking the door, it seemed that everyone could come and go as they pleased.

But Qin Sang did not hurry to leave.

This time, the Witch clan not only has great shamans but also Fang Lao Mo, a formidable figure renowned throughout the land. Once things escalate, it would be a disaster of unprecedented scale. He certainly wouldn't want to get caught in the crossfire.

The feeling of being caught in the crossfire of the battle between the Great Shaman and the Demon Lord is still fresh in my memory.

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Bai Ye emerged from the corpse puppet bag, standing beside Qin Sang and looking up at the celestial tower.

"Do you find this familiar"

Qin Sang asked.

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Bai Jin frowned, silent for a long moment. "I don't remember, perhaps that part of my memory is lost and I can't recall anything. On the other hand, the contents of the jade slip you gave me are somewhat helpful to me."

Qin Sang was a little disappointed. “Those jade slips only record some common sense of the mortal world, as well as information about spirit medicines and spiritual materials. They won't be much help to fellow cultivators, will they”

Bai Ning said, "There are also those few Corpse Refinement arts... I've even forgotten my previous cultivation methods. After taking over this body, I could only fumble and improve on my own, encountering bottlenecks. Coupled with the trouble of the Heavenly Corpse Talisman that couldn't be solved, I was very lost. These Corpse Refinement arts gave me inspiration, perhaps I can use external force to forcefully break through."

"Fellow cultivator, do you wish to continue breaking through and advancing to Corpse King"

Qin Sang's expression was solemn, "Daoist friend, how sure are you After advancing to Corpse King, what if it breaks free from control and the essence of life is dispersed by the intense corpse qi"

The Corpse King is a top-tier corpse cultivator whose power rivals that of a nascent soul. Naturally born, the Corpse King is bloodthirsty and cruel, with flames of violence raging within him. His flesh is as hard as gold and iron, making it difficult even for nascent soul cultivators to harm him. Every appearance brings about a catastrophe.

Little is known about the origins of Corpse Kings in both the Xiaohan Domain and Canglang Sea, two realms within the cultivation world. Even for ancient sects specializing in corpse refinement, forging a Corpse King is no easy feat.

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After decades of cultivation, he had refined his celestial demon body to the brink of breakthrough, but encountered a bottleneck.

Qin Sang's breakthrough was something to be happy about, akin to having another cultivator at the Yuan Ying stage by his side.

But if the advancement leads to the depletion of vitality, leaving no other choice but to become a Ghost Cultivator out of necessity, there's no need to seek out the Heavenly Corpse Sect. The previous agreement would then be void.

Bai thought for a while, "So we need to be cautious. If I want to return to normal, I definitely can't destroy the remaining source of life. I need to study various elixir carefully and try many times, maybe I can find a way. After all these years as a lonely soul, I have gained some experience in the path of ghost cultivation. After advancing to the Corpse King, there is a 20% chance that I can suppress the corpse qi and protect my vitality. If I go one step further and become a Yin-Yang Sky Demon, it will be truly beyond repair."

"Yin-Yang Heaven Fiend It only exists in legends in the mortal world. However, Daoist friend, if you don't want to restore your human body, it is truly possible to advance to the Yin-Yang Heaven Fiend..."

Qin Sang sighed.

Yin Yang Tian Xiao is a化神 level refining corpse. It is said that his yin-yang escape techniques are superb, appearing and disappearing like ghosts.

Bai glanced at the Heavenly Tower again, unconvinced. "I'd better go back to my Corpse Puppet Bag. It's safer that way and I won't attract unwanted attention. If you have time, please write down all the spirit herbs and materials available in the mortal realm…"

Qin Sang waited on the spot for a while, seeing no abnormality near Tiantan. He quietly approached Tiantan and wandered around it for a while before suddenly rushing into the tower.

A familiar scene came into view, everything inside the Sky Tower was normal.

Qin Sang secretly let out a breath of relief, and immediately spread his wings without hesitation, but he didn't rush to release the two-headed hound and his external avatar.

The puppets on each level of the Heavenly Tower posed little threat to him; he could easily handle them alone. What he had to be wary of were Nascent Soul cultivators who could appear at any moment. Neither his avatar nor the two-headed hellhound were as fast as him.

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Back at the Sky Pagoda, Qin Sang was skilled and quickly found the ancient hall where the first teleportation array was located.

His swordsmanship had improved, and his feelings were sharper. The sword intent hidden within the ancient hall was very likely from the same source as the 《Meta-God Sword Cultivation Scripture》.

"This time, I'm going to use the Sword Path to see what secrets are hidden inside the Sky Tower!"

Qin Sang silently glanced at the ancient hall, using his Jian Lun to kill all the puppets blocking the way and entered the teleportation array.

After a short time, Qin Sang climbed the tower one after another, entering the fifth floor of the Heavenly Tower. His journey was smooth and effortless. like me to translate anything else!The next morning.Before dawn, Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes, took out a mask and put it on, adding a layer of barrier with his divine sense, and flew towards Hu...