Chapter 96

*Snap!*

Spirit energy depleted, the spirit stone cracked into several pieces.

Qin Sang suddenly opened his eyes, a sharp light flashing in them, and he shouted, "Go!"

The blackwood sword pointed at the stone cave, its body trembling, and it instantly transformed into a beam of light, disappearing from Qin Sang's sight. The speed at which it burst forth left Qin Sang in awe.

Next, Qin Sang activated the Pingshu Wind to fly out of the Sanzai Shixin Array, and saw Zhao Yan lying on the ground, motionless.

A pool of fresh blood, crimson red, lay on the ground.

Qin Sang urged the blackwood sword to stab a few more times, then flew over, lifting Zhao Yan. He saw Zhao Yan's eyes wide open, still filled with fear, having just seen the blackwood sword before being stabbed to death by it.

"Phew!"

Qin Sang's tense heart finally relaxed, and he collapsed on the ground. Only then did he feel pain all over his body, and his spirit was extremely exhausted, longing for a good sleep.

But he couldn't relax yet; he was still not out of danger. Whether he could leave the Sanzai Shixin Array and what the situation outside was like were all unknowns.

Fortunately, the blackwood sword had easily killed Zhao Yan without a prolonged struggle, and there was still a lot of spirit energy left in the spirit stone inside Qin Sang's body.

Qin Sang grabbed Zhao Yan's jiezi bag, glanced at the mysterious orchid safely placed in the jade box, and smiled. Being able to take it away made all his suffering worthwhile.

If the Yu Zhaomen had already been breached, he would claim to have encountered a powerful enemy, with Zhao Yan dead and himself using the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition to escape. He believed that as long as he handed over the orchid, the sect leader would be pleased and would not blame him for Zhao Yan's death.

As for the Kuiyin Sect being counterattacked by the Yu Zhaomen, the possibility was probably very small.

He didn't know if these excuses could save his life, but he would have to wait until he got out and observe the situation, adapting as needed.

In any case, the principle of survival was paramount.

Qin Sang secretly smiled bitterly. What else could he do? This kind of immortal medicine was not something he could possess.

Feeling the spirit energy in his body slowly dissipating, Qin Sang dared not delay any longer and grabbed the transparent jade in Zhao Yan's hand.

The refining method he had learned could also be used on the transparent jade. After refining it, Qin Sang realized that he didn't need to control all five forbidden tools simultaneously; he only needed to manipulate the transparent jade with his divine sense to control the four triangular cloud flags, allowing a Qi Condensation cultivator to use them alone.

However, a single person could only unleash part of the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition's power.

A pain surged from his dantian, and Qin Sang endured it, standing up and raising the transparent jade. The four triangular cloud flags automatically flew up, circling around him.

Qin Sang snapped his fingers to burn Zhao Yan's body, trying to erase any traces of his presence. He stepped into the Sanzai Shixin Array, activating the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition only when he saw the disaster wind to conserve spirit energy.

Controlling the forbidden tools alone was clearly much more difficult, even with the power left by the sect leader. It took him several times longer to finally exit the Sanzai Shixin Array.

Qin Sang emerged from the clamshell and saw the ghost banner still standing outside. He wondered how the Foundation Establishment cultivator inside was doing.

Calculating the time, he realized that from entering the underground cave to coming out, it hadn't been long, but the rapid changes and dangers had left him exhausted.

The magical treasure was right in front of him, but Qin Sang didn't dare to claim it. If the Foundation Establishment cultivator inside was still alive, he would be in trouble.

Even if he chose to escape in the chaos, he would have to painfully abandon the mysterious orchid and the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition.

The cloud flags still contained the power left by the sect leader. The Golden Core Elder's divine might was unpredictable, and it was hard to say if there were any mysterious means to track him.

Deciding whether to escape or hand over the orchid for a better future was a difficult choice for him.

Qin Sang used the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition to conceal his form. Zhao Yan had dared to infiltrate here under the watchful eyes of the high-ranking cultivators of Yu Zhaomen, indicating that the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition was much stronger than the Falling Cloud Wings.

Concealing his aura, Qin Sang quickly swam toward the lake, slowing down just before surfacing and carefully climbing ashore. He then hurriedly fled from the sect leader's peak, only daring to look up once he was far enough away.

Qin Sang was stunned by the scene in the sky.

Above Yu Zhaomen, dozens of figures stood in the air, forming a large array.

These were all Foundation Establishment cultivators, and he wondered if Yu Hua was among them.

In the center, an old man with white hair held up the sky with one hand, a massive Yin-Yang Fish diagram slowly rotating, as if supported by his hand. Endless demonic flames burned on the Yin-Yang Fish diagram, with evil spirits roaring and fiercely colliding.

The old man's other hand reached toward the ground, and streams of white energy flowed upward from Yu Zhaomen, like a giant whale drawing water, converging in the old man's palm.

Qin Sang had heard that Yu Zhaomen was the convergence point of the mountain's spirit veins. Was this old man drawing the spirit energy from the spirit veins to support the array?

But the protective array was already riddled with cracks, and the situation seemed dire.

Qin Sang quietly climbed to a high place to look around and saw that Yu Zhaomen was in chaos. The disciples were like headless flies, with numerous escape lights flying about, and the distant sounds of panic and commotion could be heard.

After some thought, Qin Sang put away the Four Cloud Divine Prohibition and used the Pingshu Wind to fly back to his Huizhong Valley.

Unexpectedly, he was intercepted by Meng Ruhui just as he passed Xingyun Valley, where his fellow disciples stood outside, their faces filled with worry.

"Junior Brother Qin, where have you been? I've been looking for you for a long time," Meng Ruhui said anxiously.

Qin Sang had already prepared an excuse and said in a panicked tone, "I was listening to a lecture in the lecture hall. After the sect experienced a change, Uncle Master told us to find a place to hide. I only dared to come out now. Senior Brother Meng, what's the situation now? What are the sect's plans for us?"

Meng Ruhui replied, "A little while ago, an Uncle Master sent a message. The sect is going to use the power of the array to fight the demon head to the death. The demon sect doesn't have enough people to target us Qi Condensation cultivators. Once the array is opened, each hall will escape in different directions, waiting for..."

Before he could finish, a thunderclap echoed through the sky.

Everyone looked up in shock, seeing a huge crack at the edge of the protective array, a corner collapsing. Several mountains at the edge of the array were shattered, and stone waves surged. The demonic flames fell onto the mountains, instantly flaring up, threatening to consume everything. Yu Zhaomen disciples screamed in panic.

The protective array... had been breached!

"Quick, go!"

Meng Ruhui activated his flying needle, raising his arm to call out.

In an instant, countless escape lights lit up across Yu Zhaomen, like thin fireflies in the night sky. Yu Zhaomen disciples used various means to flee in all directions.

Qin Sang deliberately lagged behind, avoiding Meng Ruhui. Apart from Meng Ruhui, his fellow disciples in Xingyun Valley were mostly unfamiliar and wouldn't pay attention to him.

Following the crowd out of Yu Zhaomen, Qin Sang left the group and flew southwest alone.

He was most afraid of being intercepted by high-ranking cultivators of the Kuiyin Sect, so he remained vigilant.

Only after flying far from Yu Zhaomen and not being intercepted did Qin Sang start to relax. Suddenly, his back tightened, and he felt a fierce hurricane hit him, slamming him into the forest.