gic artifact!Qin Sang did his best, racking his brains and finally managed to refine five top-grade magic weapons.The cultivators of Canglang Sea's use their magic artifacts, which are all related to...The last Golden Armored God General was shattered by the runes, turning into golden light.

Qin Sang panted heavily, having dealt with six golden armored divine generals wasn't easy. Thankfully, he managed to resolve the situation. He put away the soul corpse and swallowed a pill that restored his spiritual energy, taking a moment to catch his breath before walking towards the end of the tunnel.

The intense heat hits you like a wave, the air swirling around.

Qin Sang urged his spiritual power to protect himself, blocking the scorching breath and cautiously walked to the exit of the passage.

As soon as Qin Sang stepped out of the corridor, his expression suddenly changed. He turned around abruptly. The moment he walked out, the corridor vanished into thin air, replaced by a smooth, mirror-like stone wall.

Qin Sang touched the stone wall and found it to be unusually hard. He didn't find any mechanism or prohibition to open the passage, as if it had never existed.

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He stood at the top of a circular stone slab, its diameter spanning three meters. Qin Sang, alone on the slab, seemed incredibly isolated.

In the center of the stone platform, there stood a stele, identical to the one at the entrance. The stele was pitch black and about ten meters tall, emanating an ancient aura. There were no inscriptions on it.

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Qin Sang cautiously walked over, separating a wisp of spiritual power to probe it. The stone tablet was like an bottomless pit, swallowing his spiritual power without causing any ripples.

After some thought, Qin Sang walked to the stone tablet and touched it. The moment his hand made contact, the restrictions on the stone tablet were triggered, and a deep vortex appeared. Qin Sang understood in his heart that this was the exit of the trial. If he decided to give up the trial, he could return here and leave through the stone tablet.

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In that case, the previous corridor was just an appetizer! The real test is yet to come!

Qin Sang gazed into the distance, and saw a hazy mist ahead, obscuring his vision. A faint mist also enveloped him. Fortunately, this mist did not impede his divine sense. Qin Sang activated his divine sense, separating it from his body, and scanned the area around him. He felt no obstruction.

But he didn't probe very far with his divine consciousness, then retracted it.

The mist was like ordinary fog, floating and moving in the mundane world, but Qin Sang didn't dare underestimate it. He had a feeling that within the mist, there must be unknown existences lurking, waiting for intruders!

The stone slab floated in mid-air, suspended by only a single massive iron chain that stretched into the mist-shrouded depths. What lay at the end of the chain remained unknown.

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Apart from that, he was shrouded in mist on both sides, and nothing could be seen clearly. He could only look down. At the bottom, there was a red line, with fiery flames and intense heat radiating from it. It was indeed a river of lava!

Because of the fog, only a thin line could be seen, but Qin Sang knew this was definitely not the full extent of the lava river. The real lava river was probably much wider than what was visible.

Understanding the surrounding environment, Qin Sang stood at the edge of the stone slab, lost in thought.

Decades had passed since he walked out of the passage, yet the stone slab remained unchanged. Apart from the ever-shifting mist and the surging river of lava, the entire space was deathly silent.

His gaze shifted, fixated on the iron rope beneath his feet. It was a clear sign, wasn't it This trial, was he supposed to proceed along the rope

Lift one foot, step on the iron cable, no matter how hard Qin Sang tried, the iron cable remained motionless, making him secretly surprised. It was indeed a very stable path.

A dark shadow flashed.

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Qin Sang summoned a zombie, attaching his consciousness to its body. He commanded the zombie to walk forward along the iron cables.

In a blink of an eye, the zombie vanished into the depths of the mist.

After a moment, Qin Sang's face suddenly changed. The connection between him and the zombie was suddenly severed by an unknown force. The change happened too quickly; he didn't feel anything, and just like that, his connection with the zombie was broken!

Then, the mist suddenly surged like boiling water, churning violently. It was as if a horde of creatures had been awakened by zombies and were about to burst from the fog.

Qin Sang furrowed her brows, not daring to hesitate. She summoned the Wumu Sword for protection and still felt uneasy. She also unfurled the Yan Luo Banner, forming a protective array around herself with the ghostly banners.

He didn't unleash the soul reaper. The presence in the mist was most likely a corpse puppet star, losing a zombie wasn't painful, but having the soul reaper destroyed here was unacceptable.

Qin Sang had just set up the Ten Directions Yama Array, and something in the mist finally emerged. Before he could see what it was, Qin Sang only felt a buzzing in his ears, instantly overwhelmed by endless cacophony.

These sounds were an eerie bird call, falling on the ears like magic sound drilling into the brain, even beginning to assault the soul. If it were someone else, suddenly attacked by these strange sounds, they would very likely fall into a daze and become vulnerable, at the mercy of others.

Qin Sang, protected by his jade Buddha, was naturally not afraid. He ignored the cacophony of strange sounds and widened his eyes. Finally, he saw clearly that emerging from the mist was a large flock of red birds.

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These birds are neither eagles nor phoenixes, they are small in size, each only the size of a palm. What's more peculiar is that their entire body is crimson red, their feathers like flames burning fiercely, just like the legendary divine beast, the Fire Phoenix.

Qin Sang had never heard of any mythical bird with such an appearance.

At the moment they appeared, a searing heat washed over them. Those bird calls were their own.

“This...is a fire spirit beast”

Qin Sang's eyes lit up, and she remembered what they were.

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In places where the power of fire is dense, after a long time of evolution, such peculiar creatures would naturally be born. They are a kind of demon beast, called Fire Spirit Beasts. Similar ones include Water Spirit Beasts, Earth Spirit Beasts...

They embody the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, born with immense power. However, to develop sentience and complete their metamorphosis, they face a far greater challenge than other mythical beasts.

Some fire spirits lack a true form, while others transform into bird-like or beast-like shapes. There are even humanoid fire spirits. Their forms are diverse and varied, and their abilities are just as unique and strange.

These firebirds are bird-shaped fire spirits.

Below this place lies a river of magma that has existed for tens of thousands, even hundreds of thousands, of years. The power of fire elements is at its peak here, so the birth of fire element beasts is not surprising.

That being said, lurking within the mist could very well be flocks of firebirds, perhaps even other types of fire spirits.

Qin Sang cautiously watched the flock of firebirds, densely packed, numbering perhaps a thousand. They converged together and surged out, like a fiery cloud, their momentum awe-inspiring.

The Ten Directions Yama Formation suddenly opened, protecting Qin Sang within its ranks. The next moment, it was engulfed by the fire cloud.

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"Huh"

Qin Sang hid within the formation, urging the Ebony Sword to pierce into the firecloud. He discovered that these firebirds were surprisingly vulnerable; pierced by the Ebony Sword, they died instantly, dissipating into a wisp of flame.

And their only two means of attack were bird calls like magic spells.

And, a flock of firebirds flapped their wings together, creating a hurricane of flames, transforming into a whirlwind of fire. However, its power was not strong, and it couldn't shake the Ten Directions Yama Array at all.

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