he shopkeeper laughed heartily."The Taoist priest is a straightforward person!"We both understand that high cultivation doesn't necessarily mean powerful skills, but cultivation is indeed the most int...On the other side of the glowing wall, the five people noticed something was wrong. Qin Sang and the thin old man had already decided the winner. The thin old man died from the demonic fire, while Qin Sang remained unharmed.

By the time they rushed out, the battle was over.

After Qin Sang killed the man, he immediately retreated. The corpse of the emaciated old man was soon incinerated by the Jiuyou Devil Fire, leaving only a pile of ashes on the ground.

Upon witnessing this scene, the crowd's complexion instantly changed. They hastily summoned their magical artifacts and pointed them at Qin Sang, as if he were a formidable demon king.

"What do you want to do, why kill"

The short and stout monk roared, glaring angrily at Qin Sang.

Others were also shocked. They were separated by the light barrier and didn't hear Qin Sang and the gaunt old man's conversation.

On one hand, I don't know the ins and outs of the situation. It was shocking to see Qin Sang, who had always been taciturn, suddenly attack his companion. Having cultivated to this realm, everyone has a few lives on their hands, but at this time, outside the cave abode, Qin Sang would act out of nowhere, killing someone without reason, something no one could have predicted.

On the other hand, he was also shocked by Qin Sang's strength. He could actually instantly kill a cultivator of the same realm!

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It's important to remember that they weren't even confident in their ability to decisively defeat the thin old man.

Isn't that right As long as Qin Sang harbors murderous intentions, anyone present here would be in grave danger.

This is a test.

Qin Sang moved away from them, his expression unchanged. Then a cold mist surged, and two flying night demons landed beside Qin Sang, like guardians on either side, facing off against the five people opposite.

Upon seeing the terrifying visage of the flying demon, everyone gasped in shock. They finally understood why the frail old man had died so quickly and effortlessly. He had barely stood a chance.

These two flying night demons are too scary.

One of them possessed an aura comparable to that of a true Nascent Soul cultivator, while the other was slightly weaker but still capable of exerting a restraining effect, not to be underestimated.

Moreover, with Qin Sang manipulating his strange demonic fire, suddenly attacked by Qin Sang and the Flying Sky Yaksha, even a cultivator at the mid-Core Formation stage could only choose to flee.

"Qin Daoist..."

The scholar in green robes swallowed nervously and asked cautiously, "What exactly happened We're already at the entrance of Yuan Ying's cave dwelling. We'll be entering it soon. What kind of conflict is there that we can't resolve peacefully in front of everyone, instead resorting to killing"

Qin Sang remained silent, his gaze cold and sharp as he swept across the faces of the five people.

If the gaunt old man had accomplices, the short and stout cultivator was the most likely. The other four people were also not to be ruled out as suspects. They were all cunning and experienced, very good at concealing their tracks. Qin Sang couldn't see through them.

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After witnessing Qin Sang kill the emaciated old man, everyone was terrified. They now saw Qin Sang as their biggest enemy. It would be impossible to clear things up with words alone and gain their trust.

Even with his great strength, Qin Sang dared not challenge everyone at once.

The signal has already been sent. Staying in the cave will only result in being trapped, and explaining these things to them would be a waste of time.

He estimated that the strength of the gaunt elder's companion should not have reached an invincible level, otherwise there was no need to use such a ghostly domain trick.

But firstly, the cave was too narrow for him to fully perform his spells; secondly, everyone present was suspicious of each other. He couldn't tell who were allies and who were enemies among them. Fighting individually wouldn't work.

What worried Qin Sang the most was the eerie cold mist inside the cave.

In his speculation, the cold mist might be related to a powerful spiritual fire. If someone could activate the spiritual fire, it would be as easy as flipping their hand to kill them.

A gentleman does not stand under a crumbling wall.

Once we leave the hole and jump out of danger, things will be much easier. We can decide our next move after the old man's accomplices arrive and assess the situation.

Treasures may be alluring, but only those with destiny can possess them.

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Besides, it's uncertain whether there are any treasures in the cave dwelling. Qin Sang now feels that this place is more like a sweet and dangerous trap, someone else's hunting ground!

Thinking of this, Qin Sang showed a slight smile, but in the eyes of others, it looked like the sinister grin of a demon. Especially in this environment, people couldn't help but feel a chill.

Two female cultivators, their hands trembling slightly as they held onto their magical artifacts.

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"Blue Daoist friend, out of the righteousness of our alliance, Qin reminds you."

Qin Sang pointed at the withered old man's ashes. "This person took advantage of the chaos caused by the broken Guangbi and secretly sent out a signal. It's unknown who he was contacting. Fortunately, Qin某 caught him. If you were in cahoots with this person, Qin某 would pretend nothing happened. If not, think carefully about what would happen to us if we were trapped here while being eroded by the cold mist and struggling to break the seal."

Qin Sang was fearless and composed.

Upon hearing Qin Sang's words, the scholarly gentleman in blue robes and others' expressions changed repeatedly, wavering between belief and disbelief.

But they had subconsciously started to guard against the short, stout monk.

After all, this person is the initiator and the most suspect.

"Shut up!"

The short and stout monk interrupted Qin Sang loudly, shouting, “Don’t listen to this demon’s instigation! He must be plotting a scheme that has been exposed, so he wants to kill and silence us. He is using lies and deception to sow discord among us, aiming to seize the treasure for himself! Don't fall for his trap! Let's kill him first. There are five of us, we have no reason to fear him…”

Qin Sang snorted coldly, disdainfully refusing to argue.

"That concludes my words, I shall take my leave!"

Before the words could even fade, Qin Sang waved his hand and retrieved the Flying Sky Ogre. Then, a series of dragon roars echoed from within him, transforming into a streak of light that shot back towards the direction they had come from, vanishing in an instant within the depths of the cold mist, leaving the crowd staring at each other in disbelief.

A chill mist swirled, and a figure emerged from it, leaping to perch on the boughs of an ancient tree at the edge of the hills. As soon as he appeared, a patch of sky blue materialized in thin air before him, revealing the exquisite form of the Heavenly Eye Butterfly.

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Qin Sang's face showed a gentle smile. His fingers served as support for the celestial eye butterfly, while his other hand gently stroked it, as encouragement.

“Worm shadow”

After communicating with his natal insect, Qin Sang received more precise information. The emaciated old man had released a spirit insect. The insect's shadow flew into the sky and then disappeared.

"Could they be communicating through spiritual insects That sounds like something a tribe of witches would do. It's similar to the qingfu coins, but not as discreet. It seems like it needs to bypass interference from the cold mist. All six of them are human cultivators. Could someone have colluded with the witch tribe to harm their own kin"

Qin Sang wore a thoughtful expression, raising his head to look around the surrounding sea.

The blue sea and sky, white clouds floating about, everything looks as usual.

Suddenly, Qin Sang's eyes narrowed and he stared fixedly at the distant horizon in the north. A white cloud was swiftly flying towards them.

This cloud is moving in the sea of clouds, approaching this direction at an astonishing speed. Seeing the speed of the white cloud, Qin Sang's complexion suddenly changed.

Qin Sang suspected that Baiyunli was the accomplice of the thin old man, but he couldn't tell how many people were inside. Knowing he couldn't stay here long, he stomped his foot and urged the talisman again, heading off in another direction.

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