rms of value, a mid-grade spirit stone is equivalent to one hundred low-grade spirit stones, but in actual transactions, there will be some fluctuations depending on the bargaining between the two par..."The little one has character, and will surely accomplish great things in the future."

Bai watched the two-headed hound disappear into the distance, evaluating.

"It's indeed quite rare."

Qin Sang nodded.

A spirit beast that had consumed the Emperor's Dew and awakened its intelligence might not have a mind as strong as a two-headed ghoul. I was lucky enough to capture it because I encountered it when it was injured.

Let's go!

Qin Sang retracted her gaze and set off.

The two-headed hound flew south, luring away the old demon Mu Lao. He then traveled east to find Yuan Zhu.

A bloody light slashed across the sky, stopping every so often, then darting away again after a moment.

Old Devil Mou was in hot pursuit, closing in on his target.

But there was little joy on his face. For some reason, he felt a strange unease in his heart. Last time, being misled had caused Old Mo to doubt the fire spell. Until he saw the prey's true form with his own eyes, he couldn't rest easy.

‘Whew!’

Winter's icy flames surged, tilting towards the front.

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But Elder Mo still spat out a mouthful of blood, using his blood essence to power the fire spell with all his might, only then could he feel at ease. Over time, even with his high cultivation level, he started to feel strained.

His blood escape technique also consumes blood essence.

Mou Lao Mo's face was as pale as gold paper, bloodless. To catch the prey as soon as possible and prevent any unexpected incidents from happening overnight, Mou Lao Mo went all out.

After this is all over, I'm afraid I'll need to rest for a while to recover.

After breaking through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul, his reputation in the cultivation world could rank among the top. Even the Demon Lord and Lingzhuzi treated him with courtesy, rarely seeing him so embarrassed.

And, moreover, it was when seizing the opportunity while the opponent was merely a nascent core formation cultivator.

Master Mou let out a mouthful of anger, just about to retract the fire spell, when his expression suddenly changed.

Only to see the originally southward-leaning cold flame, after a tremor, suddenly swayed towards the northeast direction. Then it wavered back and forth between south and east, right under Lao Mo's watchful eyes.

“I…”

Mò Lǎo Mó's eyes went dark, and he nearly blurted out a curse.

The situation he worried about the most has occurred.

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The one before that was probably a lure again!

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The prey must understand magic. Their methods are getting stronger with each encounter. They only masked part of their energy fluctuations before, but now they can perfectly block all perception even when I'm using my full power to cast the fire spell.

"Wait..."

Moulǎo Mó’s eyes narrowed.

He was furious, but he managed to keep his cool.

Which is true, East or South

Was what came before really just bait

The prey is very cunning. If he changes his strategy, the one on the east could be the bait released, and you would be tricked into being lured away from your position. By the time you realize something is wrong, it will be too late.

Mou Lao Mo's expression shifted, he pondered for a moment then suddenly shot down a bolt of cold flame.

The sea surface froze into ice, with Old Demon Mou sitting in meditation on top. His eyes were closed tightly. After a long time, the cold flames before him gradually stopped swaying and slanted towards the northeast.

As expected, the front is bait again.

Seeing the direction the prey was running, Old Demon Mou instantly guessed the prey's intention. It actually wanted to use the chaos in the storm and the turbulent spiritual energy of heaven and earth to escape his pursuit!

Mo Lao Mo was very clear that once the prey entered the storm zone, the fluctuations of the fire curse would definitely be affected.

Although prey might perish in the storm's wrath, he desires not their lives, but the magical flames that burn upon them!

Mou Lao Mo's expression changed slightly, he suddenly rose to his feet, transforming into a blood shadow that shot through the air.

Far away.

The two-headed hellhound came to an abrupt halt.

It had a high-grade spirit stone in its mouth, absorbing spiritual energy. It was given to it by Qin Sang, along with other things like the Canglang Sea geomancy map.

The two-headed hellhound turned its head, its demonic eyes flickering, sensing the great enemy had retreated far away.

It shook its head, concealing its breath, and quietly slipped away in the opposite direction.

His steps were light and quick.

After the Double-Headed Hound broke through to the later stage of the Demon Core, its Wind Escape Technique was much faster than its outer avatar, luring Old Mo away so far that it eventually reached its limit.

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Qin Sang lowered his head and glanced at the corpse puppet bag.

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Bai exhausted all his efforts, persevering until now. After exhausting himself, he returned to recuperate.

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Fortunately, the time they spent arguing was enough for Qin Sang to escape to the storm zone.

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Another long chase ensued.

This time, Qin Sang couldn't seal the Fire Curse, so he could only flee with his head down. He clutched the jade bottle in his hand, ready to swallow the San Guang Yuye at any time, and had already taken the second drop.

On an unknown small island.

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'Boom!'

The island shook, and a blood shadow fell from the sky.

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Mou Lao Mo materialized, his face ashen.

He kept using blood escape, draining himself greatly. He couldn't sustain it and had to stop to recover. But the prey was surprisingly energetic and tireless, fleeing without pause, its true essence astonishingly substantial.

Old Mo knew full well that the prey must have top-grade spiritual herbs that could replenish one's true essence.

Old Demon Mu quickly set up a profound and mysterious formation, sitting in the center of it. He stuffed various pills into his mouth and tightly closed his eyes, grasping every moment to recover.

Qin Sang sensed that Mo Lao Demon had stopped, but there was not much joy in his heart.

He shook off Mo Lao Demon just temporarily, the crisis was far from over, Mo Lao Demon would catch up sooner or later. Regardless, he had to enter the depths of the storm belt.

Out of the dragon's lair, into the tiger's den.

Qin Sang was well aware of the danger lurking within the storm's depths. When the tide of spiritual energy from ancient fairy battles arrived, it would likely be even more formidable than the dangers faced by those who fought in the ancient battles. It was a perilous situation that even Yuan Ying ancestors feared.

However, at least there you could die painlessly.

In a flurry of thoughts, another wave flew out.

At the end of his vision, a black curtain suddenly appeared. Qin Sang's spirit lifted; he had finally reached the storm zone!

The heavens and earth roared.

The wind and waves were surging.

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The scene inside the storm is monotonous, all the same hurricanes and waves.

Qin Sang came to the vicinity of Yuan Zhu's cave abode.

Looking around, all I saw was the same monotonous scenery. There was no sign of the cave dwelling anywhere.

Qin Sang took the primordial candle from the Qianjun ring and gave it to the scales, infusing them with true energy. After that, the scales emitted a faint glow, and the restriction was activated.

"Hurry! Hurry!"

Qin Sang was in a panic, because Old Demon Mou had caught up again and was rapidly approaching. He didn't have much time left.

He was uneasy, hoping Yuànzhú hadn't left the cave.

Just then, faint white lights began to appear in the waves.

Qin Sang was delighted to see this, but Yuan Zhuo didn't appear for a long time.

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A spark of understanding flickered in his heart. He patiently waited, trying to figure out what was going on.

Those white lights floated about, and after a while, a beam of light shot out from the sea. A hearty laugh came from within, "Haha, fellow cultivator, you're back so soon Didn't come to see me, did you Oh…"

At this time, the fire curse coincidentally struck again.

The fire curse runes appeared on Qin Sang's body, clearly visible.

A phantom appeared before Qin Sang, it was the Yuan Zhu phantom.

He saw that Qin Sang was off, "What's wrong"

Qin Sang smiled wryly and said, "I was tricked by someone. I'm cursed with a fire spell and being chased by powerful enemies. I had no choice but to come to Yuan Daoist for help. I hope you can lend me a hand!" of those people, will there be any way out What about magic skills I haven't killed with my own hands. I only kill those who can't resist the temptation of being murderers! Those people from Shaohua...