Chapter 1388: Withering

Boom! Lightning struck the sea.

The seawater was pierced through on the spot, and a bottomless hollow appeared. Waves surged into the sky, glittering with silver light as countless silver serpents swam through the spray and scattered outward. Like a peacock spreading its tail, they shone even brighter than the moon and illuminated the entire night sky.

Under the impact of the lightning’s aftermath, Bifang’s speed involuntarily slowed.

Qin Sang seized the chance to close in rapidly. The distance between the two of them was shortened by a large margin.

Bifang glared at Qin Sang in resentment, spread his wings wide, and suddenly fanned them toward Qin Sang.

Whoosh! A violent gale rose abruptly.

Qin Sang’s vision was filled with a sea of blood red.

When he focused, he saw that the blood-red objects were actually blood-colored feathers. Each feather was exceedingly sharp as they shot toward him in a dense volley.

These feathers were not solid, appearing illusory instead, but their power could not be underestimated.

Qin Sang became alert. He had already made up his mind not to risk his life against Bifang, and he also guarded against Bifang using some method to ambush him.

Because of this, before confirming the power of Bifang’s supernatural ability, he would not act rashly. He immediately slowed down and did not allow those feathers to come near him.

Whoosh! A point of golden light suddenly appeared.

The Golden Sinking Sword was like a roaming dragon, releasing a deep and resonant sword cry. Although it was still a high-grade astra, when Qin Sang wielded it, its might was in no way inferior to other top-grade astras.

The sword trembled and split into streaks of bright sword light. Golden light filled the sky, dazzling and radiant. It confronted the blood-red feathers head-on.

With a slight thought from Qin Sang, the Golden Sinking Sword carried a sword rain formed from countless rays of sword light, sweeping forward with great momentum.

Rumble! In mid-air, the blood-red feathers and the sword rain slammed fiercely into each other.

The commotion shook the heavens. Half the sky was dyed red, while the other half shone with brilliant golden light.

Bang, bang, bang... Explosions rang out without end.

One could vaguely see feathers shattering, and also sword lights being crushed. From the look of it, neither side had gained any advantage.

Bifang had fanned this wing only to obstruct Qin Sang’s steps. Without waiting for the clash to decide a victor, he flew off.

There was not the slightest trace of panic on Qin Sang’s face. After sensing the power of those blood-colored feathers, he was reassured. He made a prompt decision, merged with his sword, and pierced through the blood-red curtain.

Whoosh! A crescent-shaped sword qi followed close behind, its angle exceptionally tricky.

Bifang’s left wing tensed. He turned his wing into a blade and chopped down vertically. Every feather stood upright, with a layer of blood-colored luster flowing over them.

Clang! Metal rang against metal.

Bifang was completely unharmed, but the impact that followed caused his figure to tilt slightly.

Bifang was being stubbornly entangled by Qin Sang. Attacks came one after another without end, leaving him deeply annoyed. He was furious, yet he had no good way to deal with Qin Sang unless he stopped and fought a full battle.

One crimson and one azure evasion light tore through the night sky.

It was interesting that it had been Bifang chasing relentlessly after Qin Sang. Now, their positions had been reversed.

Even with Bifang focused solely on fleeing, the distance between Qin Sang and him was gradually shrinking.

Qin Sang suddenly put away the Golden Sinking Sword. He did not publicly reveal the Seven-Yin-Soul Killing Array, even though using the sword array to obstruct Bifang might have been easier.

What he brought out next was the devilish banner.

When he had been pursued by frog-fish, he had once used the devilish flames in an attempt to ambush frog-fish, but had failed in the end. The devilish flames had already been exposed, so there was no need to keep hiding them.

A piercing sound of air being torn apart rang out.

Its momentum was not as grand as the Golden Sinking Sword’s. Yet alarm bells rang loudly in Bifang’s heart. He turned his head and saw a black fire snake shooting toward him. The aura emitted by the Devilish Flames of Nine Hells caused his mind to tense abruptly, and he recalled frog-fish’s earlier warning.

This man has a strange black fire. Frog-fish was careless for a moment and was nearly caught by it. He felt the threat of death and still has lingering fear to this day. This must be that devilish fire!

Bifang no longer dared use his body to block it. Helpless, he could only dodge to the side. The next instant, the black fire snake brushed past Bifang.

At such close range, after sensing the aura emitted by the devilish flames, Bifang’s mind shook, and his eyes changed slightly. Although he had learned from frog-fish that the devilish flames were extraordinary, he had never expected them to be this powerful. They were more terrifying than any spiritual fire he had ever seen before!

Scatter! With a thought from Qin Sang, the devilish fire suddenly burst apart, turning into a sea of fire.

The raging flames seemed to set the night sky ablaze. Under the moonlight, the black devilish fire appeared incomparably strange, surging toward Bifang with a whoosh.

Bifang’s eyelids twitched rapidly. His long neck tensed, and he raised his head to let out a sharp cry. Every feather on his body stood on end, and blood-colored flames actually ignited across his entire body.

Whoosh! Blood flames surged into the sky, almost concealing Bifang’s true body.

The devilish fire pressed down across the sky.

Boom! The two peerless spiritual fires collided, and shocking fluctuations swept outward. A layer of the sea surface was directly evaporated.

Scattered sparks exploded in every direction, even more dazzling than fireworks. The night sky became a world of fire.

Qin Sang let out a soft sound of surprise. He was somewhat astonished. He did not know what supernatural ability Bifang’s blood flames were, but they were strong. Although the blood flames could not match the devilish flames and were being devoured, they had the strength to resist.

With this method alone, Bifang is more than just a little stronger than Dongyang Bo. He is indeed an old powerhouse who dominates an entire region!

These thoughts flashed through Qin Sang’s mind, but his movements were not affected. He silently activated the devilish banners and added a little more strength.

While Qin Sang and Bifang remained locked in endless entanglement... On the other side, the experts of the two races had already exchanged countless blows, and the situation was changing unpredictably.

However, they had one shared target, the Mystic Heaven Palace traitor!

Because of this, both sides were worried that the Mystic Heaven Palace traitor would escape. They had no intention of fighting to the death here. Even during fierce battle, they did not stop flying.

Later on, they even left Qin Sang and Bifang behind. No one disturbed the battle between Qin Sang and Bifang.

The human race relied on the fact that they had Master Feng, a middle-stage Spiritual Infant cultivator, and believed their chances of victory were extremely high.

The demon kings also understood that the situation was very unfavorable to them. They could only change their strategy, find the Mystic Heaven Palace traitor as quickly as possible, and hope Bifang could break free from Qin Sang’s entanglement on his own.

Demon kings and Spiritual Infant cultivators, who were rarely seen in ordinary times, were now giving chase here. In the blink of an eye, they swept across one sea region after another.

From afar, one could see streaks of rainbow light in all kinds of colors crossing and separating from time to time, brilliant beyond compare.

"Everyone, be careful. We’re almost there!" Island Master Shen transmitted a warning and sighed. "I didn’t expect Daoist Ming Yue’s strength to be this formidable. He actually held Bifang back!"

Master Feng and the others looked carefully when they heard this. Yet the sea surface was empty, without any islands or reefs in sight. The wind was fierce here, and the waves were high.

Madam Yue calculated silently in her heart. Her delicate brows furrowed slightly. "If we go any farther, we will reach the storm belt—"

Before she finished speaking, she was suddenly interrupted by a startled cry from Island Master Shen.

"This is bad!" Island Master Shen spread out his palm, only to see that the blood insect had become extremely dispirited. It melted into a puddle of foul-smelling black water at a visible speed and completely decayed!

It was like a fresh flower withering. At the same time, Island Master Shen lost his perception of the mark.

His expression changed drastically. He suddenly realized something and raised his head. He saw a fist-sized Rainbow Rat crawling out from the eagle demon’s feathers. Rainbow Rat’s gaze toward him was filled with deep hatred!

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