Chapter 974: The Son of the Dragon King

id Granny Jing. "This old woman originally thought she would have to go through a lot of trouble, but I didn't expect Daoist Qin to perform so brilliantly. That makes things much easier. This old woma...At that moment, the Heavenly Tower shimmered with strange lights, and figures flashed in and out.

It turned out to be the Sect Master of Heaven's Path Sect and the Grand Shaman, along with the ancestors of the two clans.

Both sides gathered behind the two great cultivators. Although it wasn't like last time, with the Demon Lord and the Shaman directly clashing, the atmosphere was still tense, far from relaxed.

"I didn't expect fellow cultivator to have the ability to open the ancient prohibition, you must have gotten the treasures you desired, right"

The pearl was putting on a smile, but her eyes didn't show any happiness.

The Great Witch, Zhu Yanran, smiled gracefully. “Fellow Daoist, your movements are so swift. All of my actions have been under your watchful eyes. If I truly obtained any treasures, how could I hide them from your gaze”

"Your methods are profound and unfathomable, poor Daoist doesn't have much confidence."

Lingzhuzi chuckled, his eyes twinkling as he scanned Grand Shaman and Elder Mo Fang, whose body was adorned with withered leaves. A flicker of hesitation crossed his gaze.

The great shaman smiled without speaking, his light flickering as he dashed straight for the exit of the Qisha Hall.

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Ling Zhuzi hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not choose to make a move. He also flew towards the wasteland. Some of the other Yuan Ying cultivators followed him as he left, while others continued to stay at Qisha Hall, busy with their own affairs.

Desert.

Even before the Qisha Hall closed, the vortex-shaped passage remained quite large.

In the void, a phantom figure lurked, it was Elder Mo.

His complexion wasn't as grim as before. He clutched a small pouch in his hand, the contents unknown to anyone, and his expression was thoughtful, strange, and hesitant, as if he couldn't quite make up his mind.

On the edge of the wasteland.

A flash of sword light appeared amidst the chaos, charging into the passage.

The same scene played out again. Just as the newcomer was about to enter the passage, he was suddenly ambushed by Old Demon Mou. This man was also skilled. At a critical moment, his sword glow turned sharply, aiming at the enemy and slashing down fiercely!

But the gap in strength between them was too great. This person was only a cultivator at the middle stage of the Jindan period, and his strength was not as good as Qin Sang's.

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A giant hand enveloped in blue flames effortlessly shattered the sword beam. In the terrified eyes of the cultivator, it snatched his flying sword from mid-air.

The flying sword wailed, but it could not break free from its bonds.

The cultivator watched as a blue flame grew rapidly before his eyes.

Just then, Lao Mo seemed to sense something, his expression changed slightly. He suddenly turned his head towards the depths of Qisha Hall, his eyes darkened, and then his hand gestures abruptly shifted.

The blue flame surged, the cultivator had no time to react. The cold fire easily pierced through his protective spiritual light, entering his brow center. Immediately afterwards, a layer of frost enveloped his entire body.

'Bang!'

The ice shattered.

The cultivator turned into ashes, consumed by the cold fire. Old Mo retrieved the pouch from this person's storage, hesitated for a moment, and then vanished in a flash.

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Soon after, the shaman and Lingzhuzi arrived one after another.

All was well between them, and their expressions seemed to ease slightly.

"See you later!"

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The great witch's ritual was meticulous. He held the spirit beads and bowed his hands, activating the jade talisman, just as he was about to enter the passageway, but suddenly his beautiful eyes turned, as if he had sensed something. His vermilion lips moved slightly, transmitting a voice message.

"Friend cultivator, this place seems to have a few extra traces of blood, well-concealed. Unfortunately, it couldn't hide from my eyes... It seems someone wants to challenge the rules established by our human ancestors."

The great shaman's tone was a little schadenfreude.

Lingzhuzi's expression was gloomy, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

Stormy weather.

Qin Sang agreed to Yuan Zhu's proposal and discussed the terms, jointly making a heart demon oath.

He flew towards the cave dwelling guided by Yuànchú's split soul. Yuànchú's split soul exerted its full effort to sense the location of the main body, but there was still no news. It could only hope that after escaping danger, the main body would still have the strength left and not be swept away by the hurricane.

"Since you, Yuan Dao-you, had already discovered the deceit, why did you come to Qisha Hall and put yourselves in danger instead of simply fleeing"

Qin Sang flew away in the hurricane.

He was curious about Yuanzhu's experience and opened his mouth to ask.

Yuan Zhu sighed, "I only felt that the secret technique was off, and I had some doubts. I was hoping it wasn't true, thinking that our clan wouldn't be so cruel to us. I wanted to confirm with Jiu Feng Wang myself before giving up hope. Gu Heng and Cai Feng wouldn't believe me either, so I only dared to hint at it once or twice. Unexpectedly, I was still too naive. They were crueler than I imagined!"

"Fellow Daoist, your wisdom surpasses others. When you first employed this secret art, you should have had some doubts. Why agree to be sent to Canglang Sea"

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Qin Sang pressed for more information.

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Yuan Zhu sneered.

Suspicion... Suspicion of whom

"Dragon King, huh"

"The Dragon King and those demon kings, in order to dispel our doubts and ensure that those sent out have the sufficient ability to complete the mission. Those selected are mostly saint sons of various races, trusted confidants of the demon kings, and even descendants of demon kings. Once they grow up, they will be pillars of each race."

>Who would have thought we would be abandoned

"You know what Gu Heng's status is, he is the offspring of the Dragon King and has always been favored by the Dragon King. He has a chance to become the next Dragon King!"

Qin Sang was startled.

Even a tiger does not eat its own cubs.

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He could tell that Gu Heng and the other demons were not ordinary beings. He hadn't expected them to be so powerful, and his understanding of the ruthlessness of these transformed demons deepened.

I don't know how many were sent in.

What are the demons plotting

“Do you mean that this conspiracy was initiated by the current Dragon King What is his purpose Is it simply to send Empress Jiufeng into the Seven Kills Hall”

Qin Sang narrowed his eyes and said in a seductive tone, "Friend Daoist was harmed so terribly, don't you want to expose their conspiracy and avenge yourself"

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Yúanchù remained unmoved.

What benefits would exposing their conspiracy bring to Yuan

"Yuan Mo surviving was already fortunate, the next step was to find a way to break free from his confinement and continue cultivating. Even seeking revenge would only be considered after Yuan Mo had achieved a certain level of cultivation."

Besides, what do I know

"The King of Nine Phoenixes was extremely tight-lipped, only inserting a long feather into the Immortal Formation. He didn't reveal any other information. Yuan went to find human clans but not only did he get no benefit, he might even risk his own life."

"As for you, fellow cultivator, if you bring back your experiences to your sect, you might just achieve great merit."

Yuanzhu conversely tempted Qin Sang.

Qin Sang chuckled, "I'm used to traveling alone and I'm not particularly interested in this."

Yuán Chù didn't want to come forward. He only had a Xuanjia Fu in his hand, and there was no other evidence.

The only force he could reach out to was the distant Eastern Pole Alliance.

To rashly seek out the higher-ups of other factions, not to mention whether they would believe such an outlandish tale, Qin Sang would have to explain the whole story, which would inevitably expose "Heavenly Demon Forging Form," and perhaps even more.

A bird's nest destroyed, what eggs are left whole

Qin Sang naturally understood this truth.

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If it concerned the life and death of the human race, he would definitely try his best to find a way to send it back to humanity.

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Even though Jiu Feng Wang's escape to Cang Lang Sea was so difficult, barely surviving, some minor demons weren't strong enough in the inner sea to cause any major waves. He would only consider making a move when the time was right.

As for whether the higher-ups of the human race believe it, that's not something he can control. on everyone's faces faded a little, and they all felt a sense of pressure.“A cultivator in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, even crossing the storm belt would be somewhat dangerous. Don't worry abou...