nd weak, to have so much strength. He had been working as a laborer for over half a year and didn't say anything about going home.Over the past six months, Lao Wu has been working tirelessly, going o...Qin Sang's primordial spirit was fearless, but he didn't want to be hit by the sharp cone either. Who knew if there were any strange side effects This was his first time fighting a soul entity with such strength, so he was extremely cautious.

A strong wind hit me in the face.

Qin Sang's figure flew back, dodging continuously, finally releasing the Jiuyou Demon Fire. The demon fire condensed into a ball, colliding with the sharp cone, and both dissipated.

As the flames of demonfire were scattered, the Ten Directions Yama Banner rustled ominously, drawing out another stream of demonic fire. Qin Sang dodged into the banner's formation, waving his arm, transforming the demonfire before him into a black spear.

Just then, the woman caught up.

Being pointed at by the fire spear, she felt the aura of the Nine Nether Demon Fire. Her figure abruptly stopped, staring intently at the black demonic flames, a look of fear flashing across her face.

The Nine Nether Demon Fire inherently had a certain restraining effect on souls. As the woman was purely a soul, she instinctively felt fear.

Qin Sang discovered that the Jiuyou Demon Fire was effective, his face lit up with joy. He tightened his fingers, and the fire spear spun on its own, instantly transforming from stillness to motion and shooting out with great speed.

The woman, unwilling to be pierced by the flaming spear, gave up chasing Qin Sang. Her figure instantly shifted several meters, quickly dodging in an attempt to bypass the fiery weapon.

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After gaining the upper hand, Qin Sang remained relentless.

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The Nine Nether Demon Fire gathered and dispersed unpredictably, sometimes transforming into swords, spears, halberds, and other weapons, relentlessly pressing in on the woman. However, the woman was too fast and agile, leaving Qin Sang unable to land a single blow after much effort.

The woman tried several times to attack Qin Sang, but was driven back by the demonic fire. Moreover, Qin Sang's speed was not inferior to hers. After repeated failures, she became furious and let out a series of roars. Her eyes were bloodshot and filled with a terrifying bloodlust.

At this moment, she no longer bore even a trace of gentleness. She was like a vengeful spirit.

However, the situation appeared to be in Qin Sang's favor, but he was unable to harm the woman.

Qin Sang raised his head and looked at the battle between the Yuan Ying cultivators in the distance. The commotion there was even more astonishing, unusually fierce. This made him frown, wondering how much time he had left.

Just as he was thinking, Qin Sang saw another opportunity and shouted, "Boom!"

Splash!

The demonic fire suddenly erupted.

The woman's actions were half a beat slow, her soul body unable to dodge in time. It was scorched by the demonic fire, letting out a painful groan. At the same time, her soul body was hit and flew back violently.

Unexpectedly, the woman fell in the direction of Qin Sang.

Qin Sang suddenly felt a sense of alarm. At this time, the woman did not show any sign of distress. Taking advantage of the impact of the magic fire, her speed increased dramatically, quickly approaching him, a ferocious smile on her face.

“Ah!”

The woman screamed at Qin Sang, her mouth wide open.

This time, there was no spear-shaped formation, but the screams formed sound waves, as substantial as physical objects, surging towards Qin Sang.

This shriek was extremely piercing, not an ordinary cry, but a terrifying attack in itself. If cultivators didn't have the means to defend themselves, being struck by the sound wave could cause their primordial spirit to tremble, leaving their bodies stiff and immobile. In severe cases, it could even shatter their souls on the spot, resulting in blood flowing from their seven orifices as they died.

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The woman had been planning for a long time and was always looking for an opportunity. Her plan worked.

Qin Sang was caught completely off guard and had no time to dodge. The screeching sound slammed into him, leaving him frozen in place, bewildered.

Haw haw...

The woman let out a jarring, manic laugh, transforming into a terrifying demon. Her crimson tongue licked her fangs, and her fingernails had grown to grotesque lengths. Driven by bloodlust, she couldn't contain herself any longer, grabbing at Qin Sang's chest.

But when she arrived before Qin Sang, she realized something was amiss. His eyes were clear and alert, devoid of any confusion, as he coldly stared back at her.

'Whoosh!'

A flash of sword light appeared, immediately splitting apart, and several beams of sword energy suddenly burst forth.

At the same time, Qin Sang flicked his wrist, and the two-headed hound leaped out from the Hun Yuan Tong Xin Ring. It had been ready long ago, its vertical pupils shooting out a storm.

The woman never expected that Qin Sang was not afraid of this kind of attack, the soul-piercing scream. He had been pretending all along, boldly luring the woman closer to deliver a fatal blow.

In an instant, he fully unleashed his mastery of the sword.

Blades clashed, swift as lightning.

In the storm, wind blades were like knives, seeming able to shred everything. Their power was also nothing to be underestimated.

In the blink of an eye, several sword beams pierced through the woman's body.

The next moment, a woman's scream echoed through the air. The woman was struck by the ebony sword, and cracks appeared on her soul. A storm then descended upon her, countless wind blades slicing through her seemingly fragile body, instantly engulfing her.

The screams suddenly stopped.

When the ebony sword flew back, the storm dispersed, and the woman completely vanished, as if she had been killed.

But Qin Sang's expression showed no relief whatsoever. His gaze swept over the area, and suddenly he recalled the Jiuyou Demon Fire, enveloping it around his body. Then, he saw the woman's figure reassemble in the distance.

She was completely unharmed, not even a trace of the crack left by the ebony sword remained on her body.

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The woman's expression grew even more terrifying. She never expected that someone who appeared so frail would be completely unfazed by her attacks and could even retaliate against her. Filled with hatred for Qin Sang, she wished nothing more than to devour his flesh and blood.

"Eternal Body"

Qin Sang frowned.

He knew that a soul body was different from a cultivator, and certain attacks were ineffective against them. But the soul bodies he had seen before, when faced with such a level of attack, would be seriously injured even if they didn't die. It was impossible for them to be completely unharmed like this.

The realm of high-level soul refinement is incredibly strange.

"Huh No, her soul seems a bit more transparent than before..."

Qin Sang stared at the woman, noticing the difference. He thought to himself that this was normal. Otherwise, with such formidable strength and an immortal body, it would be too terrifying.

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Even so, the woman made Qin Sang feel very difficult to deal with.

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Ebony swords and other methods could only weaken her soul body. Jiuyin Infernal Fire could injure her, but the woman was very wary of the fire and would not easily be caught.

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The battle of Nascent Souls in the distance seemed intense, but if a victor emerged, it would be decided in an instant.

Time was on the woman's side, he couldn't afford to waste it with her.

Thinking about this, Qin Sang took a deep look at the woman, then turned and walked away.

The woman hated Qin Sang to the core and would never let him go. She relentlessly chased after him without hesitation.

"The speed has slowed down..."

While Qin Sang was running away, she also sensed something behind her.

It seems that the previous attack wasn't entirely ineffective. It caused damage to the woman, though it's not immediately apparent from her appearance.

He no longer fled, turning his head to unleash the demonic flames upon the woman. At the same time, the two-headed hound joined the assault, and in an instant, a tempest of attacks erupted like wind and rain.

The woman was afraid of the demonic fire, but while dodging it, she inevitably neglected her defenses. Besides, she had been injured earlier and soon after, Qin Sang seized the opportunity.

This time, she wasn't completely shredded, but the ebony sword managed to sever a large chunk of her soul.

Right before Qin Sang's eyes, the woman fused the two soul fragments together, restoring them to their original state. Her expression seemed to mock him.

Facing the woman's provocation, Qin Sang remained expressionless and silent, immediately urging his magical artifact to attack again, as if doing useless work over and over.

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