Chapter 1374: A Long Journey

"Her primordial spirit seems to be merging with the light. It should not be a bad thing..." Anticipation appeared on Qin Sang’s face.

Ever since he had issued a bounty through the Beichen Alliance, he had received many leads over the past three years. Li Yufu and the other disciples had traveled everywhere to investigate them, and Qin Sang had even come out of seclusion once because of this.

However, none of the results were what he had been looking for.

After that, Qin Sang took out the other items from the Thousand-Jin Ring and sorted through them, pondering what preparations still needed to be made before his departure.

After thinking for a while, he took out the Golden Sinking Sword. The Golden Sinking Sword was still a high-grade astra.

In order to refine the Divine Sun Tree, Qin Sang had exhausted most of his savings.

Last time, after agreeing to help Canghong, he had obtained several precious spiritual objects. Some had already been refined into other items, while a portion had been reserved for the Golden Sinking Sword.

Qin Sang had already formed a plan. He entered the fire room and began reforging the Golden Sinking Sword.

The next day, Qin Sang walked out from inside, his expression as calm as usual.

"What a pity. It is still lacking a little! A top-grade astra really is not that easy to refine. I have the eighteen devilish banners, so there is no rush. As long as I can use the Seven-Yin-Soul Killing Array, that will be enough. I can collect spiritual objects while traveling later..."

Although he had not succeeded, Qin Sang was not discouraged. Everything was prepared, and he did not plan to delay any longer. He sent a streak of flowing light outside.

The white cat received the order, turned around, left the valley, and sent the news back to Qingyang Temple and Thousand-Mountain Bamboo Sea.

Li Yufu happened to be in the sect, while Shangguan Lifeng and the others were all traveling outside.

Soon, Li Yufu and Tan Yi’en arrived at Peach Blossom Valley.

Qin Sang gave them a few instructions. Previously, Qin Sang had already discussed things carefully with Jingyu, so there was no need to wait for her.

That night, Qin Sang drifted out of the valley.

Li Yufu, Tan Yi’en, and the white cat stood respectfully in front of Peach Blossom Valley. Only after Qin Sang’s figure had vanished for a long time did they straighten up, their faces filled with reluctance.

The white cat remained to guard Peach Blossom Valley. Li Yufu and Tan Yi’en returned to Qingyang Temple to make arrangements.

On this journey, Qin Sang traveled alone. He did not even bring any lesser demons with him. At his side, there was only the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet.

Not long after Qin Sang left, ambiguous news spread through the immortal cultivation world.

Some said Qin Sang had continued his bitter cultivation in seclusion at Peach Blossom Valley, preparing to break through to the late stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm in one go and shock the world. Others said Qin Sang had gone out to travel and was searching bitterly for the reception platform in Ancient Immortal Battlefield...

Qin Sang had once shone brilliantly in the war between the three domains, and then had broken through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm with shocking speed. He had already become a legendary figure in Beichen Realm.

His legend spread widely through every domain and was discussed with great relish.

In the minds of these people, Qin Sang becoming a great cultivator was already a certainty. It was only a matter of time. There were even some idle people who placed bets on whether Qin Sang could break through to the legendary Divine Transformation Realm.

However, even if that day really came, those who had participated in the wager would have already become dry bones, and the bets could no longer be settled.

The other Spiritual Infant cultivators feared Qin Sang’s strength. Moreover, there was still Jingyu, who was at the middle stage of the Transformation Realm, keeping watch.

Because of this, even though Qin Sang did not show himself for a long time, no faction dared to court trouble with Qingyang Temple. Qingyang Temple alone dominated the northern shore of Yuncang Marshlands and became increasingly prosperous.

***

At the southern sea region of Beichen Realm.

The sea breeze blew gently, and the surface of the water was calm.

Qin Sang casually formed an invisibility art and rode his sword forward, without deliberately increasing his speed.

After flying for a while...

He did not know how far he had flown, but he clearly sensed that the wind and waves here had become stronger.

The farther he flew, the fiercer the wind and waves became.

Rumble... The sea waves towered into the sky and never ceased for even a moment.

Fierce winds howled, and thunder rumbled in waves.

Having spent more than a hundred years in Canglang Sea, Qin Sang was extremely familiar with this kind of scene. Such violent wind and waves had definitely been influenced by the storm belt, which meant he was close to it.

Sure enough. In less than the time it took for an incense stick to burn, the storm belt entered his sight.

Qin Sang’s figure stopped. His gaze shifted as he examined the storm belt ahead, which covered the sky and blotted out the sun like an iron curtain. As expected, the scene here was no different from the storm belts surrounding Canglang Sea.

After entering the storm belt, he only needed to head straight south to pass through it and enter the three other realms of the North Sea. But that was easier said than done

The storm belt was filled with danger and would not let anyone fly through it peacefully. Once he was careless and lost his direction, it would be impossible to ever leave the storm belt again.

And something like that was very likely to happen. Qin Sang took out the Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros's horn in advance.

He remembered Yuan Zhu saying that powerful members of the demon race from the Demonic Sea had once brought the Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros's horn into the storm belt, attempting to find Canglang Sea and change their hopeless situation.

Yuan Zhu’s cultivation had not been high enough, so he did not know whether the effect of the Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros's horn would weaken or become blurred if one entered too deeply into the storm belt. He had only reminded Qin Sang to be careful.

Presumably, the three other realms of the North Sea and Beichen Realm should not be too far apart. The Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros's horn should not lose its effect.

The storm belt stretched endlessly, and there was no exact safe route. It made no difference where he entered from.

Along the way, unless he was lucky enough to encounter an ancient cultivator’s dwelling that had yet to be destroyed, there would be no place for him to regulate his breathing and recover. He had to charge out in one breath.

This was especially true in the latter half of the journey. His true essence would be heavily consumed, and there would be no way back. He could only push forward, so the pressure was immense.

These two reasons were the main reasons why even Spiritual Infant Realm cultivators did not dare to casually cross a storm belt.

Qin Sang thought of Chenyan. When she had left Beichen Realm, her cultivation had only been at the early stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm.

Presumably, she had either possessed some kind of auxiliary treasure, or had known an unknown secret route. Her master had been a great cultivator, so it was possible he had left something for her.

True essence poured in. The horn gave off a soft glow, and a mysterious perception guided Qin Sang’s direction.

Qin Sang tightly gripped the Moon-Gazing Rhinoceros horn, casually chose a place, and charged into the storm!

Boom! A gray hurricane swept toward him.

When Qin Sang had still been at the Golden Core Realm, he had once ventured deep into the storm belt to escape Old Devil Mou. Now, it naturally could not trouble him.

Qin Sang’s figure drifted unpredictably as he calmly dodged, shooting forward like lightning.

The storm was boundless. There were no living creatures here, no starry sky, and no end in sight. It was incomparably oppressive.

A lonely figure moved forward bravely through the storm without looking back.

***

The three other realms of the North Sea.

At an empty stretch of sea. The surface of the sea was not calm.

However, there were no clouds for thousands of kilometers around, so it did not look as though there would be a storm.

Crack! Suddenly, a clap of thunder that shook heaven and earth rang out in the distance.

A streak of azure light flew in from the north. It was like a long azure light, its speed comparable to lightning as it sped through the air. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a speck of light.

After the azure light flew past, two more streaks of evasion light, one crimson and one black, chased closely after it. Their auras were just as powerful as the azure light.

Their demonic qi soared into the sky!

The ones pursuing the azure light were actually great demons of the Transformation Realm, and both had already manifested their demon bodies!

The true body of the crimson evasion light was a one-legged divine bird. His head looked like a fleshy tumor, making him extremely ugly. From its appearance, it was impossible to tell what bloodline he possessed. His entire body gave off crimson blood qi, and a fishy stench assaulted the nose.

The feathers of the one-legged divine bird did not seem to have been red originally. Rather, they had been dyed by the blood qi.

The one-legged divine bird had a long, slender body, and his wings were spread wide, spanning a hundred zhang. He was like a blood cloud, and his aura was not at all inferior to the evasion light ahead!

His triangular demonic eyes revealed a bloodthirsty and excited gaze as they locked firmly onto the direction in which the azure light had fled!

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