inally stopped moving.Qin Sang secretly let out a breath. If this guy got angry and took back the Pi Du Jia, he would be finished.After calming the fat silkworm, Qin Sang took a winding path, finally...The old man with the Devil-Conquering Talisman on his head stepped out from the ghostly mist.

Lightning struck the Demonic Order, the electricity flowing across its surface like a coat of silver-white, held back from penetrating.

Because Qin Sang did not use his full strength, and the Hunyuan Order itself possessed extraordinary power, he failed to harm the Hunyuan Elder in the slightest.

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Meanwhile.

Where the old demon had been, a wisp of ghostly mist suddenly flickered. It seemed more dispersed than before, then after writhing for a moment, it returned to its spectral form, its body even more transparent.

The demon elder surprisingly swapped places with the ghost spirit.

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This ghostly refinement technique was derived from his comprehension of ancient demonic arts. It involved countless rare treasures, his own essence blood, and the souls of cultivators used as sustenance. The effort he poured into these ghosts was no less than that invested in any magical artifact.

The Ghost King and the Demon Elder were in perfect sync, like embodiments of power. They possessed immense demonic might and incredible supernatural abilities, such as shape-shifting and teleportation.

The movement of heaven and earth is nothing like this!

At this moment, everyone present, including Qin Sang, felt a chill run down their spines.

With such divine powers, anyone who falls into the clutches of the Demon Elder will find it impossible to escape.

Just now, Qin Sang noticed that the old man's escape speed was indeed not as fast as his. Besides, he decisively withdrew from battle and had already created some distance.

He made a great leap in his spiritual awareness. The old man who subdued demons could no longer lock onto him from a distance. As long as he was out of the old man's sight, he would be safe.

But before the joy could fully settle in, the Demonic Old Man traversed the void and appeared before them in an instant.

Such divine ability left Qin Sang greatly astonished.

He flashed back to a previous question, wondering why the Demon-Slaying Elder didn't release the ghost spirit during the Treasure Battle at the Golden Summit Temple. If he had, he would have faced the true form of the Demon-Slaying Elder and been forced to take action, exposing himself in the process.

As Qin Sang's thoughts turned, he noticed that the ghost spirit was much weaker than before. It hovered at the back, reluctant to join the battle.

Qin Sang's heart moved slightly, guessing that the shifting and changing divine ability was limited and consumed a lot of energy, just like Chen Yan's strange divine ability, it couldn't be cast continuously.

This eased the tension in his heart. Otherwise, he would have doubted whether his two backups could stop the demonic old man.

’Boom boom boom…’

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The thunderclap shook the four seas.

The old demon emerged from the thunder, his clouded eyes gazing at Qin Sang with emotionless indifference, the dazzling sword light reflected in his pupils.

Seeing the enemy, Qin Sang knew that things could not end well today. The fact that the Demonic Cultivator had come for him instead of Xuan Tian Gong, who had a grudge against him, must mean he had seen or guessed something.

Once you make a move, it will be decisive and overwhelming, and you won't rest until your goal is achieved.

Qin Sang did not ask any questions. Without a word, he unsheathed his sword and lunged forward.

The Demonic Elder's face was expressionless. Without any movement from him, the Demonic Order above his head flashed in front of him, emitting a strange 'hum' sound.

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The Demonic Suppression Order hovered in the void, transforming into a hundred-zhang phantom, resembling a giant light wall barring the way ahead.

'Poof!'

The golden sword arrived in an instant, its sharp blade piercing deep into the illusory light wall. The resistance it encountered grew increasingly stronger, forcing the sword's glow to retract inward.

At that moment, the demonic old man let out a cold snort.

The Demonic Suppression Order leapt instantly above the Golden Sinking Sword, a phantom light wall rapidly condensing towards the center, as if carrying the might of ten thousand jun, fiercely pressing down and suppressing the Golden Sinking Sword.

'Buzz buzz buzz...'

The Jin Chen Sword's rank was still low, unable to bear the weight, its blade trembling.

Feeling the terrifying pressure from the Spirit Sword, Qin Sang's expression tightened. He continuously retreated while casting sword formulas, employing the same trick again, commanding the Golden Heavy Sword to set up a sword formation.

The next moment, Jin Chenjian countered with an attack. His sword array reversed the course of the Demonic Command, attempting to pull the Demonic Elder into its grasp.

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It's a pity, Qin Sang's plan fell through.

The old demon had a good grasp of Qin Sang's swordsmanship. Catching the flaw in Jin Chen Sword's low grade, he used his own cultivation and the high grade advantage of the Demonic Order to force Qin Sang to use his sword array to counterattack ahead of schedule.

In this way, the old man could dodge with ease and avoid being trapped by the sword formation.

A black bamboo cane was struck forcefully against an empty spot in the air.

The old man with demonic aura flashed his figure, appearing dozens of meters away, successfully escaping the range before the sword formation was complete.

In the Seven Souls Killing Formation, there is only the Demonic Suppression Order.

The demonic old man turned his head to glance at the sword formation, a strange sound escaping his throat.

Immediately, the Demonic-Subduing Order violently vibrated, emitting the sound of temple bells. In a blink of an eye, thousands of rays of light burst forth. If it were any other sword formation or restriction, it would have likely been completely shattered by this power, riddled with vulnerabilities.

Qin Sang didn't dare to be the slightest bit careless. His sword formation evolved endlessly, with countless sword strands gathering and dispersing constantly. It seemed chaotic, but in reality, it was extremely methodical, extinguishing those brilliant lights.

On the surface, both sides seem incapable of getting the upper hand over each other.

Only Qin Sang knew how much pressure he was under. He felt more exhausted than when he had dealt with the Xuan Tian Palace before, and this was just the beginning.

Facing a formidable opponent like the Demon-Tamed Elder, a superior grade spirit sword is simply not enough. I must return and immediately begin refining my golden sinking sword!

Seeing this scene, even the old man who subdued demons showed a few traces of solemnity in his eyes.

As for this sword formation technique alone, the opponent would be enough to shake the boundless sea.

The old man with demonic energy secretly felt strange. With the other party's strength, it shouldn't be too difficult to obtain a top-grade spirit sword. Otherwise, facing the full-fledged sword formation, he would also have to treat it carefully.

After testing the power of the sword formation, the Devil-Subduing Old Man no longer paid attention to it, his gaze shifting to Qin Sang. With a light lift of his black bamboo staff, a beam of light shot out.

Qin Sang slowly let out a breath, the demonic fire that formed his armor flowed back into his sleeves. With a light shake of his arm, a number of small demon banners flew out.

Now that things have come to this, there's no need to hide anything further.

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This is just the right opportunity to test the true strength of a great cultivator!

"It's really you!"

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Without seeing the magic fire, only the magic banner, the old man of demons recalled that distinctive and recent breath, roaring with anger and his killing intent was earth-shattering!

Qin Sang let out a sly chuckle, sarcastically saying, "Why are you so furious, friend Does it only allow your side to ambush, but not allow this poor Daoist to retaliate"

As soon as the words left his mouth.

Flames shot out from the magic banner, transforming into a fire dragon that swallowed the beam of light without causing much disturbance.

This moment.

The people of Xuantian Palace, who were far behind, all widened their eyes in disbelief, unable to believe what they were seeing.

That mysterious person had toyed with them so mercilessly, not even using their full strength. Even from this distance, they gave them a chilling feeling.

The two elders exchanged glances, their faces turning pale and then red. They had been worried about the sacred object falling into the wrong hands when the Demon-Tamer appeared, but now they realized they had overthought it.

The nascent soul protecting Xue Er and the others caught up, gulped nervously, and muttered, "Even if the Grand Elder were here, he might not be able to hold him."

A moment of silence.

They are unwilling to admit that this might be true.

The Grand Elder might be able to defeat him, but keeping him would not be easy.

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