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The sacred beast, Baihu, seemed to have merely taken a stroll, and the evil ghost was already utterly extinguished, its form collapsing.
Qin Sang flashed to the front of the evil ghost, his right palm reaching out, piercing through the evil ghost's brow and grabbing something from its skull.
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A transparent bead.
The beads are pure and flawless, like crystal, each only the size of a pea.
"What is this"
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Qin Sang confirmed that this bead was not a demon pill, but the evil ghost had just wanted to self-explode the orb, and it was timely extinguished by the fierce might of the white tiger, allowing the orb to be preserved.
"It seems to be condensed from pure flower poison…"
Qin Sang noticed a hint, his expression became solemn, and he carefully sealed the orb, storing it in his Qianjun Ring.
Now is not the time to investigate.
When the demon died, Hua Ling was not frightened. Instead, her eyes were filled with even more resentment, and the blood flowing down her cheeks became even brighter red.
Rage drove Huá Líng into a frenzy, screaming at Qín Sāng. Her teeth were like fangs as she shrieked, her voice thick with chilling resentment, sharp and piercing, echoing through the Bái Gǔ Huā Tián.
The void wind rises, clouds surge.
That cloud was a combination of resentment and flower poison, as black as ink.
The vibrant pollen was gone, replaced by an inky blackness. A cloud of resentment permeated the void, for there was no greater malice in all existence than this.
'Huff! Huff! Huff!'
The White Bone Flower Field was as if a hurricane had swept through it, with clouds of resentment violently swirling and roaring like thunder.
An oppressive blanket of black clouds twisted and churned, ultimately coalescing into gigantic black dragons that surged towards Qin Sang.
A thick malice enveloped Qin Sang, one after another illusory figures of flower spirits appeared beside him, staring at him with hatred, and reaching out their arms to pull him into the resentment, making him like them, eternally without liberation.
Qin Sang did indeed feel the eerie tearing force. He let out a cold snort, and his eyes suddenly flashed with lightning.
A flash of lightning appeared, revealing a complex and intricate divine rune.
The talisman shot into the sky, piercing through the layers of venomous clouds.
The next moment, a brilliant bolt of lightning erupted from within the black clouds. Those with keen eyesight could see a seal in the center of the lightning.
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Mysterious runes flashed in the thunder mark, it was indeed the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal!
The talisman, which bore the three-tiered heavenly thunder scriptures of the High Celestial Gods, was wielded for the first time by Qin Sang. The talisman activated, summoning thunder and lightning to enact divine punishment!
Like a bolt from the blue!
The thunderclap erupted with a blinding light, accompanied by a deafening roar that shook the heavens and earth, sending chills down one's spine.
The lightning was too bright, Qin Sang being under the thunderclap, for a moment, his figure was almost invisible.
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When the lightning dissipated, Qin Sang's surroundings were utterly quiet. The spirit blossom that had been pulling at him was struck by lightning and vanished instantly.
From above, a large hole appeared in the midst of the venomous clouds. There was not a shred of black cloud in the middle, swept clean by thunder.
The rest of the spirit flowers seemed to be frightened into silence, stopping their screams.
Time seemed to stand still for a moment.
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Qin Sang let out a light breath, secretly nodded in satisfaction. He was very pleased with the power of the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart Seal. It was well worth his effort to acquire the Gao Shang Shenxiao Scroll.
Originally, Qin Sang thought that being able to obtain a powerful supernatural ability while restoring Pingjing's vitality wouldn't be in vain.
It has to be said that the Five Thunder Heavenly Heart True Seal Talisman exceeded his expectations, and he had only been initiated for ten years, far from his consummation.
As expected of Lei Fa!
It's no wonder the Gao Shang Shenxiao Lu seems uncertain about the future path. The Thunderclap Left and Right Halls haven't shown any signs of switching out their talismans. Countless disciples continue to join, it seems the Dao Court is quite concerned about the Gao Shang Shenxiao Lu.
At the same time, Qin Sang's movements did not stop. He flew away from the flower field.
I don't know what kind of space this is or where it is.
Unable to tell which way was which, Qin Sang could only choose a direction at random and leave the field of flowers.
If Huā Líng cannot chase out the flower field, his situation should be a little better.
Hualing was born from the spirit flower. According to Qin Sang's understanding, a Huailing should not be able to stray too far from its spirit flower.
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As for that demon-like fairy, one can tell through the beads that she is definitely related to the flower spirit. However, the demon is only seen once and its origins remain unclear for now.
Qin Sang's goal is a mountain pass.
The flower field was bordered by mountains, and beyond the mountains lay a vast expanse. In front of Qin Sang, there was a distinct gap in the mountains.
This is actually not a real gorge. Between two mountains, there's a ridge about halfway up the mountain, looking like the gate of the mountains.
'Click!'
Lightning strikes, piercing the venomous clouds, wind and lightning speed.
First, it was Lei Yin, then Lei Dun. If others saw this, they would definitely think that Qin Sang was a cultivator of thunder magic.
Of course, the gray sparrow sword leading the way for its master also displays swordsmanship unlike anything ordinary.
Blades of light carve a path, dancing with lightning.
One by one, the flower spirits were severed by the sword, and the spiritual flowers in the field of white bones withered in swathes.
Though countless spirit blossoms still surged towards Qin Sang, relentlessly attacking him.
'Boom!'
Sword energy like a rainbow, splitting a chasm in the venomous cloud.
The next moment, Qin Sang landed on the mountain ridge. Looking outside the mountains, the scene before him was utterly despairing. Qin Sang's expression immediately turned dark and gloomy.
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"Whew! Whew!"
Behind him, a cloud of resentment billowed and surged, engulfing the mountain ridge.
Huá Líng is not as Qin Sang imagined, restricted within the flower field. They can leave the flower field.
Ahead, the terrain was open, another valley surrounded by mountains. There were bones and spirit flowers, just like before.
It turned out to be another, even larger field of flowers!
Here, bones lie bare and spiritual flowers are scarce, yet they still nurture spirit blossoms.
When he appeared on the mountain ridge, he saw that Huā Líng had already sat up in her flower cocoon, turning her heads all at once to gaze at him with her deep eyes, resentment festering within them.
Especially as the cloud of resentment pursued Qin Sang, after traversing over the mountain pass, the resentment became so intense to the extreme point. Blood flowed from her eye sockets, and she opened her mouth to let out a scream.
All sides are enemies.
Just after escaping the flower field, Qin Sang finds herself in another predicament.
“Could this space be the world of evil spirits”
Qin Sang's expression was solemn.
This flower spirit is unheard of, rooted between bones, nurtured into existence.
Thinking of the evil ghost he had just slain, Qin Sang felt a wave of unease.
A sea of blossoms, with equally eerie flower spirits, it's hard to believe this was formed naturally. It's impossible to compare this spectacle of magic to any other place.
Are there still flower fields over the mountains
How many acres of flowers are there in total
Qin Sang didn't know, but through the differences between the flower fields, he judged that the flower field ahead was probably of a lower grade than the one behind.
Following this pattern, continuing in this direction, the quality of the flower field decreases. It seems like a dead end.
Based on this information alone, Qin Sang could only make this kind of inference and needed verification.
Qin Sang silently calculated the limit of the poison beads and how long he could endure, then paused at the mountain pass for a moment. The Gray Sparrow Sword instantly transformed into a sword rainbow.
Though Qin Sang wasn't able to capture the demon as he had wished without another demonic obstacle in his path, passing through the second field of flowers didn't present much of a challenge.
One person, one sword, once again slashed across the flower field.
Behind him, billowing clouds of resentment, and the relentless pursuit of the flower spirits, resembled a procession of hundreds of ghosts on their nightly wanderings, a truly spectacular sight.
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If Qin Sang can't get rid of the flower spirit, she won't be poisoned to death but will be worn down by it.
He glanced coldly behind him, looking ahead. He saw several mountain ranges that were quite imposing. His expression moved slightly as he dashed straight for the highest one, reaching the summit of the mountain in the blink of an eye.
He looked up at the sky.
The sky was overcast, appearing gloomy and deep, yet Qin Sang could faintly sense the distorting power within the void.
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He dared not fly too high, for he feared this power.
Gazing at the sky, Qin Sang's face was filled with contemplation.
When fleeing, Qin Sang constantly pondered various escape methods.
If you cannot get rid of the flower spirits, the only option is to leave this place.
He thought of the swirling mist, which seemed to hold reflections of the flower field within it. Could this mean that the mist was a passage connecting the flower field to the outside world
The sky was deep and profound, with no immediately apparent signs. Qin Sang trusted the celestial vision of the Sky-Gazing Butterfly and ordered her to watch the heavens, paying attention to any unusual indications.
Qin Sang retracted his gaze and looked around.
In the distance, countless mountains rise and fall, with a structured arrangement that doesn't appear chaotic.
One can imagine that between the mountains there is likely a vast field of white bone flowers.
The more you see, the more you feel the strangeness here.
A cloud of malice was about to sweep over the mountain peak. Qin Sang swiftly scanned the mountains, and nearby flower spirits were awakened by the disturbance. Swaths of black clouds gathered here.
The black clouds were too thick, obscuring the radiance of divine powers and magical treasures.
Unable to find the whereabouts of the two immortals, Qin Sang could only act according to his own strategy.
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Just as he was about to look away, his gaze suddenly froze.
"The mountains here seem a little familiar..."
Qin Sang muttered to herself.
Contrast this scene, seemingly unrelated to the previous one, with the other. A sudden sparkle appeared in Qin Sang's eyes.
He discovered that the layout of mountains and valleys perfectly matched the palace's design!
Consider the valley as a palace, and the mountains as courtyards and paths between palaces.
On the way back, one could see that there was another valley parallel to the flower field where he had first fallen. It was about the same size and perfectly mirrored the two main halls.
He had just passed through the flower fields and nearby valleys, both in location and size corresponding to the palaces of the Ninth Palace.
Look forward.
Ahead lay a gigantic mountain range, composed of countless peaks, extending further into the distance. Another thick mountain range branched out from it, leading towards the far horizon.
Flowers of all shapes and sizes are scattered throughout the field.
These two mountain ranges reminded Qin Sang of the large training ground in the eighth courtyard and the passageway in the seventh courtyard of the palace.
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Although Qin Sang wasn't sure why there was such a correspondence, the discovery was undoubtedly good news.
"Walking along the mountain range, corresponding to the location of the palace gates, is that the spatial exit"
Qin Sang's heart flickered, and he immediately fled from the mountaintop.
'Boom boom boom!'
Thunder echoed through the mountains, its sound powerful and booming.
The distant flower fields have already been shrouded in black clouds.
It wasn't that Qin Sang didn't want to conceal it, but concealment was useless. Hualing was extremely sensitive to the aura of outsiders, and no matter what secret arts Qin Sang tried, he couldn't hide it.
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Soon, Qin Sang arrived at the mountain range corresponding to the school field. Black clouds had already covered the sky, flowers spirits were in groups, and fierce roars rose one after another, terrifying to hear.
He seemed to be flying with ten thousand ghosts, a shocking and awe-inspiring sight.
Mountain ranges swiftly shifted, and Qin Sang partially connected his mind with the Tianmu Butterfly, feeling its intentions.
As expected, Tianmu Butterfly did notice something. Qin Sang subconsciously glanced at the sky and fell into deep thought.
Soon, Qin Sang passed through the mountains.
The mountain ridge ahead resembled a dragon, sprawling across the land.
He didn't slow down, his mind racing as he flew. His gaze swept over the mountains below, and suddenly, a memory flashed in his mind.
As she passed through the seventh corridor of the palace, Tianmu Die had seen a secret door hidden in the wall.
If the palace corresponds to a flower field, then what does the secret door correspond to
Qin Sang swiftly scanned the entire mountain range, immediately locking onto several peaks. Based on the distance, he deduced that the entrance to the hidden passage was nearby!
"Whoosh!"
A bolt of lightning flashed across the mountains and suddenly plunged down in front of a mountain.
At the same time, Qin Sang ordered Tianmu Die to withdraw her gaze from the sky and observe the surroundings. After a moment, she did indeed make a discovery.
Qin Sang's figure flashed, landing in front of a stone wall.
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Behind lies a field of flowers. This stone wall is on the edge of the mountain range where this peak is located.
There is a very hidden secret door on the stone wall!
Qin Sang's face showed a strange color, guessing that the dark door led to where, then frowned, and looked at the corpse under his feet.
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Here, the bones are also gray-white, but between them are interspersed a few black bones.
Qin Sang took the black bone into his palm, confirming it was human bone, but why was its color so different
The Black Bones are incomplete and scattered in many places.
The venomous clouds have already spread.
Qin Sang couldn't figure out the reason, so she decided to break open the secret door directly.
The dark door had a poison barrier, similar to the archway of the seventh chamber, but its power seemed chaotic and incomplete. There were several cracks on the dark door as well.
Qin Sang pressed his palm against the secret door, absorbing a small amount of poison and tracing its path. With a clang, he drew his sword and slashed through the stone door!
"Boom!"
The tremor stopped, and Stone Gate creaked open a crack.
At the same time, a clap of thunder roared, echoing through the mountains and valleys.
The mountains were a blaze of white, with lightning flashing again and extinguishing the flower spirits that pursued them most closely.
Qin Sang's figure flashed, disappearing into the back of the stone gate. He closed the stone gate with his hand and secretly remained vigilant in his heart.
Upon entering Shimen, the noise was shut out, and finally there was peace.
At the same time, Qin Sang keenly noticed that the void here was free of poison, and all the flower toxins were blocked outside.
He concentrated on the stone gate, waited for a while, and confirmed that the flower spirit did not attack the stone gate. He couldn't help but feel relieved.
He had accumulated a large amount of flower poison in his body and finally found a place to rest and recover.
But Qin Sang's mind was still uneasy. Glancing around, he saw that it was a cave, which didn't seem to be very deep.
The Grey Sparrow Sword transformed into a sword light, protecting its wielder.
Qin Sang quietly walked toward the depths, and after a while, he arrived at the end.
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The sight before him caused his pupils to contract slightly.
At the end of the cave was a circular grotto, its walls smooth, clearly man-made.
In the center of the grotto stood an altar. Upon it was a statue. Three cushions lay scattered before the altar.
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One skeleton was found on a cushion, kneeling facing the altar, indicating that it had been worshipping the deities on the altar just before death.
The skeleton was pitch black all over, the same as the broken bones outside the cave.
The statue was seven inches tall, carved from white jade, with a smooth and warm texture. It depicted a kind and benevolent old man.
The White Jade Elder had an air of a celestial being, with the demeanor and elegance of a true immortal.
Qin Sang stood still, the first thing he noticed was the skeleton. As his gaze swept over the old man in white jade, the moment their eyes met, he inexplicably felt a trace of malice, and his heart suddenly turned cold.
He didn't sense any special fluctuations from the old man carved from jade. He stared for a while, suspecting that the trace of malice might have been caused by the sculptor's unique technique.
But after coming to this world, Qin Sang had personally seen the deities who practiced the divine way, as well as the Daoist school's peculiar talismans and mysterious heavenly gods. He dared not take any of the statues lightly.
He stood still, gazing at the old man in white, his expression grave. (The End)
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