Chapter 935: Deal

rictions or spirit formations around this mountain, because they simply couldn't be maintained.His figure appeared silently, standing before a stone pillar. This pillar was shaped like a dead ancient...Hearing Bai's self-defense, Qin Sang's heart moved. It seemed that he was not the first cultivator to discover the Nine Nether Demon Fire.

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This is also normal. Although the location of Ghostland is hidden, the Qisha Hall has been opened countless times, and countless cultivators have come in. Unless it's a truly remote place, every corner would have been explored long ago.

Among them are not a few late-stage cultivators who have treasures that can resist the poison of the purple mist, so it is not surprising that they can go deep into this place.

However, judging by Bai's tone, I should be the first person to pass through the Nine Nether Demon Fire and enter the Ghost Realm.

Qin Sang's mind raced, he rushed into the ghostly mist, clearing a path with his sword wheel.

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Its incarnations and two-headed dogs resemble protective deities on either side.

Qin Sang, accompanied by his incarnation and the two-headed hound, besieged Bai. He kept him occupied with words while searching for his true body, waiting for the opportune moment to strike.

Finally, Bai's location was finally locked by the Tianmu Butterfly.

Qin Sang remained composed and without hesitation, directly activating the 《Yìléi Shù》 technique.

He controls ghostly mist, his power greatly increased. But the Jili Lei Shu summons the strongest yang energy of thunder, which has a certain deterrent effect on ghosts.

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Not only can the art of thunder dispel ghostly mists, but the white within will also find it difficult to escape.

Using the Bind Thunder Technique might severely injure, even destroy, the Flying Demon simultaneously. However, Qin Sang would have no hesitation whatsoever. Compared to the Flying Demon, the Ten Directions Hell Banner is clearly much more important.

Bai took the initiative to propose a trade with him, and Qin Sang had to admit that he was indeed tempted.

This person is very likely an ancient monster who has lived from prehistoric times to the present. Even if they have lost their memories, any unintentional recollection might relate to earth-shattering secrets and be of great use for their future cultivation path.

But this was not Qin Sang's intention.

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Perhaps Bai had a similar thought, otherwise, he could have simply revealed himself openly at the beginning and negotiated with himself directly.

Bai certainly didn't expect that his own strength far surpassed his expectations. Mastering the power of ghost mist and resentment couldn't suppress him, so he had to propose a deal under the banner of mutual benefit.

Besides, Qin Sang valued the Eighteen Demon Flags most. One was a vague and intangible transaction, while the other was an easily obtainable top-grade magic treasure. He would choose the latter.

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'Crackle!'

This is a test.

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Completion of the *Art of Thunder* is imminent, sparks crackle around Qin Sang’s body, and a sizzling sound fills the air.

The ghostly miasma and spirits surrounding them seemed to encounter a nemesis, shrieking as they retreated.

What kind of magic are you using

Bai felt something was wrong, a sense of alarm rising within her. She let out a startled cry.

Qin Sang sneered, remained silent, pinched a seal with his hand, and quickly performed a secret technique.

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The might of the *Ryukoujutsu* started to manifest, electrical arcs flashing around Qin Sang as he was bathed in thunder. A ceaseless torrent of lightning power surged towards his fingertips.

And the finger he pointed to, was exactly where Bai was hiding.

Qin Sang challenged Tian Lei when the storm arrived, and refined the Yi Lei Shu .

But at this time, the power he wielded was unlike any thunder or lightning before. Not only was it far more powerful than even heavenly lightning, but due to the influence of the constellations, it held a sense of gloom and eeriness, lacking the brilliance of celestial lightning.

Even so, Qin Sang's display of the "Binding Thunder Technique" was not something a nascent soul cultivator could withstand.

"Woooooooo..."

The vengeful spirits in the ghostly mist felt the danger and became restless.

At this moment, there was no trace of calmness in Bai's eyes. He had thought he could at least tie with Qin Sang before, so he had always been confident.

Only now did he realize that Qin Sang possessed the means to defeat and even kill him.

Bai was shocked and bewildered, frantically shuttling back and forth in the ghostly mist, attempting to cloud Qin Sang's judgment.

But he had already been targeted by Qin Sang, completely exposed under the Heavenly Eye divine ability of the Tianmu Butterfly. He was destined to be futile.

"Stop! I surrender!"

He screamed loudly.

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Qin Sang ignored him, his hand movements changing rapidly.

In the depths of a haunted place, thunder roared.

Qin Sang had phoenix wings sprouting from his back, standing suspended in mid-air. His clothes fluttered wildly, and his eyes were cold and sharp. He commanded the thunder with an air of banishing all evil spirits and purifying the heavens.

Of course, he doesn't have that much strength yet. At most, he can only kill Bai and some of the resentful spirits around him.

The lightning locked on, Bai Yuzhong felt a sense of impending doom, truly panicked, and cried out: "If you dare kill me, you won't live to see tomorrow either! Outside the Hellfire lies your biggest enemy, going out there is a death sentence for you!"

Qin Sang didn't believe his nonsense at all.

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At present, only the Yuan Ying ancestor master can kill him.

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He questioned himself, asking how he could have been so careless. Although he had offended two primordial infant ancestors, he had never left any trace of evidence. He had hidden for decades. How could they possibly find him here

However, he remained unmoved, watching as the secret technique neared completion.

"Don't you have the ability to probe secrets Go outside and see for yourself, this person is currently lurking outside the Devil Fire! And he is a Nascent Soul cultivator! Only I can help you escape and survive this tribulation!"

White wished he had more mouths, seeing Qin Sang was still stubborn and unyielding. He almost snapped his fangs made of celestial demon steel in frustration, his voice becoming sharp and biting.

Upon hearing this, Qin Sang's eyes flickered, his hand seal paused slightly, and a hint of surprise appeared on his face.

Bai's tone didn't sound fake. Could there really be a great enemy lurking

The canyon is the only entrance to the ghost land.

One man stands at the pass, ten thousand cannot open it.

If what Bai said is true and the ancestor Yuan Ying is guarding the canyon, I will be trapped with nowhere to run.

One would think that since they were hiding so well and never let their intentions slip, outsiders wouldn't know about their interest in the Nine Nether Demon Fire. So who could possibly be blocking them outside

Seeing Qin Sang's imposing manner ease, Bai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Afraid that Qin Sang would go back on his word, he quickly swore an oath, "The Ghostland isn't this big. Even if I deceive you for a while, could I possibly deceive you forever Where else could I run to If even half a word is false, I am willing to die!"

Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and stared into the depths of the ghostly mist for a long time, then said softly, "First disperse the ghostly mist, and I'll promise to spare your life for now."

After a moment of silence, Bai agreed to the request.

With a deafening roar, the ghostly fog dispersed, freeing the vengeful spirits. This caused another wave of chaos.

At this moment, Bai stood alone before Qin Sang, facing him calmly.

Qin Sang stared at the white pupils for a while, his arm trembled slightly, and the electric light surrounding him slowly dissipated, the power of thunder gathering back into his body.

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Seeing this, Bai Yi finally let go of the heart he had been holding onto. "The deal I made with you before was exactly this... It seems like only by seeing it with your own eyes can you believe me. That person is now blocking the entrance to Mo Huo, I will urge the Ghost Mist to conceal our auras, you just go and see for yourself..."

Bai, very tactful, didn't do anything that could be misunderstood. He proactively dashed towards the entrance of the ghost realm.

Qin Sang pondered for a moment, then followed closely behind. However, he remained ever vigilant, his Lei Fa prepared at all times. Should Bai show any signs of treachery, he would immediately strike him down.

Soon, the two arrived before the Nine Nether Demon Fire.

After Bai made a gesture, he urged a wisp of ghost mist to gather around Qin Sang, concealing his figure and aura.

Qin Sang quietly walked forward, leaning close to the rock wall, and ordered Tianmudie to look outside.

There was no one there.

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