Qin Sang knew he could not escape.
Behind him were two great demons. One was an extraordinary black eagle capable of commanding golden lightning. The other was a winged flying fish with a truly bizarre appearance.
Both were exceptionally strong, standing out among demon beasts of the same cultivation stage, neither inferior to the two-headed hou and perhaps even stronger. Working in tacit coordination, they split to the left and right to flank him.
Even more alarming was that Qin Sang did not only have to face the two of them. In the distance, other great demons had heard the giant turtle's summons and were converging toward this area.
Without looking back, Qin Sang drove his sword to carve open a path, ruthlessly slaughtering demon beasts along the way.
Blood dyed the sea red as bloody waves churned, countless demon carcasses floating upon the surface.
The two great demons closed in, drawing nearer by the moment. A glint flashed in Qin Sang's eyes, a ruthless expression surfacing on his face. He suddenly recalled his sword, spun around, and locked his gaze onto the bizarre flying fish.
The bizarre flying fish's heart jumped, its instincts warning it of danger!
In the next instant, Qin Sang moved.
He had planned this for some time. He knew that if he were bogged down by two great demons amidst the beast tide, he would eventually be worn down to death. The best way to break the deadlock was to defeat them individually, eliminating one first.
If he had encountered such a predicament in the past, Qin Sang's only choice would have been to flee as fast as possible. But now that he had broken through to the mid Core Formation stage and his strength had taken a massive leap, he was no longer so fearful; he even felt victory was not out of reach.
Employing the secret talisman alongside Sword Qi Thunderclap, Qin Sang's flight speed surged dramatically to a startling degree. Like a streak of red lightning, the light of his flight expanded rapidly in the bizarre flying fish's pupils.
The bizarre flying fish let out a shriek that sounded eerily like a wailing child.
Yet this battle-hardened great demon did not panic. It shrieked for help from the black eagle while puffing its mouth, spitting out a silvery-white pearl.
Qin Sang initially thought it was the flying fish's demon core, but a closer look revealed it was not. It was likely some peculiar pearl the creature had obtained from the deep ocean.
This pearl was far from ordinary, exuding an aura comparable to a magic treasure. There was no telling how it had formed.
Qin Sang had encountered demon beasts that knew how to refine and wield treasures before, but they were exceedingly rare, countable on one hand.
After offering up the pearl, the bizarre flying fish distended its belly and exhaled a mouthful of cyan qi onto the pearl. The pearl spun rapidly, churning the cyan qi and spouting bursts of cyan mist.
Deep within the radiant mist, fist-sized spheres of bizarre light appeared. These glowing orbs were even more dazzling than the mist, and within them, lightning seemed to flicker.
*It looks like some sort of divine lightning. I wonder if it's the bizarre flying fish's innate divine ability or the pearl's power...*
Qin Sang's gaze narrowed slightly. The power of the cyan orbs was by no means negligible; even from this distance, he felt a stinging pain. Without a second thought, he tapped the ebony sword, and the Blood Filth Divine Light surged forth.
Once tainted by the Blood Filth Divine Light, the pearl's luster dimmed, its spinning speed plummeted, and it began to shake violently.
The cyan mist collapsed. Though the divine lightning did not disperse, it had only barely taken shape.
Qin Sang did not slow in the slightest, brazenly crashing through the divine lightning. In the blink of an eye, he was right before the bizarre flying fish. Stowing the ebony sword, he swept his wide sleeve, sending out all the Ten Directions Yanluo Banners at once. The Nine Nether Demonic Fire manifested right before the creature's eyes.
The bizarre flying fish was both shocked and furious, but attempting to flee now was already too late.
Qin Sang and the two-headed hou moved even faster. As the Nine Nether Demonic Fire pounced upon the creature, its protective spiritual glow was shattered almost instantaneously.
*Boom!*
Struck hard by the Nine Nether Demonic Fire, the bizarre flying fish wailed in agony. The flesh along its spine was corroded by the demonic fire, leaving one of its wings reduced to bare bone.
To make matters worse, its consciousness was struck by the demonic fire, leaving it disoriented.
The creature shook its head dizzily, but before it could steady itself, the two-headed hou finally arrived.
With a vicious crash, the two-headed hou bowled the bizarre flying fish over, planting all four hooves onto its body. Both heads sank their fangs into its vitals simultaneously, and the wind blades shot from its slit pupils were taken entirely by the flying fish.
The bizarre flying fish shrieked relentlessly, its body riddled with wounds and drenched in blood.
Qin Sang looked on coldly without the slightest pity. Just as he was about to drive the Nine Nether Demonic Fire to finish off the bizarre flying fish, his back suddenly tightened, every hair standing on end.
The black eagle swooped down, bathed entirely in golden light. With a piercing cry, an unusually thick bolt of golden lightning tore through the void, hurtling straight toward Qin Sang's back.
The golden lightning struck diagonally at astonishing speed and terrifying power. Qin Sang had focused entirely on slaying the bizarre flying fish, allowing the black eagle an opening to exploit.
Qin Sang gritted his teeth and chose not to dodge. Without looking back, he flicked his fingers and unleashed the Nine Nether Demonic Fire with everything he had, driving it relentlessly into the bizarre flying fish.
Suppressed by the two-headed hou, the bizarre flying fish had no strength left to resist the Nine Nether Demonic Fire. It let out a desperate shriek as the demonic fire tore through its vitals, ending its life on the spot.
At the same moment, the golden lightning struck Qin Sang.
*Crack!*
Nothing remained where Qin Sang stood except blinding golden light, engulfing his entire figure.
Clamping the bizarre flying fish's core in its jaws, the two-headed hou looked over with a complex expression.
A moment later, a violent tremor rippled through the golden light, and a battered figure burst out from within. Qin Sang was pale, a thin trail of blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, yet he showed no obvious injuries on his body.
Most remarkably, a golden barrier hovered around the surface of his skin, now faded to the extreme.
Qin Sang darted behind the two-headed hou and checked his condition, silently sighing in relief. Fortunately, the Gold Glow Armor's defense was powerful enough; otherwise, that strike would have severely wounded him.
Having backed the bizarre flying fish into a corner, failing to finish it off then and there would have meant all his effort was for nothing once it recovered. Thus, Qin Sang had been willing to take the black eagle's blow just to slay it.
His confidence had stemmed from the Gold Glow Armor. The toughness of this magic treasure was comparable to a medium-grade magic treasure, and it had not let him down; his injuries were not severe.
Suffering this bit of injury in exchange for the life of a great demon was definitely worth it.
Qin Sang swallowed a healing pill. A flush of red rose to his face as he forcefully suppressed his injuries, then fixed a cold glare on the black eagle and barked, "Next!"
This time, the tables had turned. Qin Sang and the two-headed hou moved left and right to flank the black eagle.
Having witnessed the bizarre flying fish torn apart, the black eagle was utterly terrified. It wheeled around to flee, shrieking commands to the lesser demons to hinder Qin Sang while crying out to the giant turtle for aid.
The distance between them was already very short, and the lesser demons could do little to stop them. Qin Sang easily caught up to the black eagle, and once the two-headed hou arrived, the outcome was sealed.
Being tangled up with these two great demons amidst the beast tide had placed Qin Sang in extreme danger, but by risking injury to eliminate the bizarre flying fish with thunderous momentum, he had instantly reversed the situation.
The black eagle still struggled, but its defeat was assured; it could stir up no major waves.
Its shrieks alarmed the distant battlefield.
Both the spirit turtle and Master Yuansan witnessed this scene. The difference was that the giant turtle flew into a violent rage, while Master Yuansan was overjoyed.
Chapter 736