instructions to the mute girl, a green light flew out from the mountainside. It was Cui Xuanzi, the headmaster of the Wuchong Gate."Greetings, Senior Qin!"One could hear the sound before the person ar...Above the wasteland, a vortex-shaped passage appeared in the hurricane.

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The passage is shrinking at this moment, the spirit formation that breaks open the Immortal Array is being destroyed. Everyone must leave Qisha Hall before the passage disappears.

In the wasteland, withered grass swayed.

A shadowy figure appeared without warning. He was cautious, looking around before transforming into a streak of light and shooting toward the passage.

Before entering the passage, this person activated the jade talisman, obtaining protection and vanishing into the passage.

Qin Sang witnessed this scene with his own eyes. He was not in a hurry to leave, taking out the jade talisman and preparing himself, silently waiting at the outskirts of the wasteland.

At this moment, he took out a bone flute from the Qianjun Ring.

He still couldn't be sure if the bone flute was a magical artifact or something else, but he could be certain that this thing wasn't from this world. Otherwise, the fragments wouldn't be separated so far apart.

The bone flute is mysterious, able to connect with the power of the celestial stars, but it has not displayed the might one would expect from a treasure of such power.

Qin Sang remembered the bronze piece he had obtained for Yun Youzi when they were at Ziwu Palace. The bronze piece was a fragment of the Xian Ding and remained incredibly heavy, frightening even Nan Ming Lihuo.

Qin Sang played with a bone flute, staring intently at the wasteland.

As time gradually passed, the cultivators came out one after another from the depths of the Seven Kills Hall and flew into the passage. During this period, Qin Sang saw Madam Liu again, but he didn't speak and just watched her leave.

During this process, he didn't discover any clues. If Xiangyi had died inside, it would have been a good thing, as it would have saved him a lot of trouble.

Compared to those who saw Dongmen Island, the number of cultivators who successfully escaped Qisha Hall was much smaller. Obviously, many cultivators had already fallen asleep here.

While waiting, Qin Sang did not forget to observe. He saw several figures that seemed to be Yuan Ying cultivators and dared not make a sound. The reason he stayed so far away was precisely because he was worried about causing misunderstandings.

"People are decreasing..."

Qin Sang let out a soft sigh and looked up at the sky.

The passage has shrunk to half its size since he first arrived, leaving him with little time.

"If that person dies in the Qisha Hall, the hope of restoring the bone flute will be slim. The Qisha Hall is so large, it would be impossible to search every inch. I only hope he leaves this place beforehand, there might still be a chance outside..."

Qin Sang's heart gave rise to this thought.

Just then, the bone flute in his hand suddenly glowed with a faint light.

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The changes in the bone flute came without warning. Qin Sang had been waiting for this moment. Seeing it, his expression changed. He immediately suppressed the surprise in his heart, discerned the direction the bone flute was pointing, and suddenly raised his head to gaze at a distant mountain.

The mountains were tranquil, with not a single figure in sight.

The person with the bone flute must be hiding there!

Qin Sang was about to get up and quietly approach when he suddenly saw a streak of green light shoot out from the mountains.

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Azure light brilliant, speed astonishing, cutting through the sky, flying towards the channel.

In the azure light, a shadowy figure with wings was faintly visible. The person wielding the azure light seemed to transform into a bird, flapping its wings and unleashing a speed that even Qin Sang couldn't match.

This person was like being hunted, fleeing in a panic. He didn't enter the wasteland, but ran straight towards the passage.

Qin Sang couldn't see his appearance at all, let alone determine this person's identity.

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He watched the direction that person was going, and there were no pursuers behind him. That person was too fast, dashing into the passage in the blink of an eye.

This left Qin Sang somewhat caught off guard. The place he chose to hide was rather remote, and as he watched, the light on the bone flute dimmed progressively, threatening to sever the connection.

Qin Sang's heart tightened. He didn't have time to think too much, so he hurriedly urged the secret talisman and sword energy thunder sound, bursting out at the fastest speed, chasing after him.

A terrifying force slammed into him.

As soon as Qin Sang neared the passage, he was nearly flung out.

He poured all his power into the jade talisman, activating the blood shield and barely managing to stabilize his figure.

A familiar feeling is back.

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Upon entering the Immortal Formation, Qin Sang was like a lone boat sailing into a stormy sea, being battered by chaotic waves and finding it difficult to control his direction. Fortunately, these shocks were all coming from behind him, pushing him towards the outside of the Immortal Formation with a powerful force.

The blood barrier released by the jade talisman was swaying precariously, and even cracks began to appear on the jade talisman itself.

Qin Sang had experienced this kind of scene before. He glanced at it and ignored it, focusing on the bone flute. The bone flute was like a flickering candle, its light faint, but luckily it hadn't gone out.

Qin Sang exerted all her strength, struggling towards the direction indicated by the bone flute amidst the violent impact.

I don't know how long it had been, but Qin Sang suddenly felt a loosening all over his body, followed by a piercing chill. When he opened his eyes, he realized he was at the bottom of the sea.

The seawater here is also restless. Hurricanes churn up giant waves, and undercurrents surge.

Though the surrounding power was chaotic, it was far weaker than the terrifying fluctuations within the wind wall. Qin Sang knew he had successfully escaped the immortal formation and, using the water escape technique, swam powerfully across the sea surface.

Before, it was entering from the wind wall, but when it came out, it was at the bottom of the sea.

Qin Sang was also a little confused, not knowing where the Hall of Seven Kills was hidden.

Luckily, the connection didn't break and it seemed that being in the fairy array had narrowed the distance between them. The bone flute shone brightly, and that person was right on top of it.

To avoid drawing attention, Qin Sang put the bone flute away.

As Qin Sang surged out of the seawater, he found himself beyond the range of the wind wall. He was now amidst a storm, with raging waves everywhere he looked. Unable to see the scenery in the distance, he could only rely on the guidance of his bone flute to navigate towards his target.

In a storm, you need to constantly activate your talismans for protection; speed is difficult to utilize.

Qin Sang rode the wind and waves, noticing that the other party had almost not changed direction. Their target was very clear, and it wasn't Dongmen Island.

"No wonder I didn't meet him on Dongmen Island, this person came from the other two islands. Judging by his direction, he is most likely going to Gu Mountain Island..."

Qin Sang proactively slowed down, not wanting to contact the other party now. He pondered in his heart, planning to wait until he reached Gushao Island before confirming this person's identity.

This person's speed even made Qin Sang feel inferior. The phantom wings in the blue light didn't seem like magic treasures. If this person's supernatural powers were manifested, his strength might be stronger than Xiang Yi, and it was almost certain that he was a late-stage peak expert.

Qin Sang sought the bone flute through peaceful trade, and all were happy with the outcome.

But his cultivation was inferior to the opponent's. To rashly approach would invite misunderstanding, or perhaps that person, seeing Qin Sang's low cultivation, might develop murderous intentions, leading to an inevitable battle.

Qin Sang's magical arts far surpassed those of others, allowing him to move freely. Facing opponents with superior cultivation, he remained fearless. But before this person, he was at a disadvantage instead.

Putting all your hopes on the fire pearl is unwise. What if you lose it Then he'll be at their mercy.

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In the midst of the storm, uncertainty prevails even more.

Just as he was thinking these things, Qin Sang suddenly felt something was wrong. His figure stopped abruptly, and he turned sideways to look into the distance. He saw a huge wave unlike any he had ever seen rushing towards them madly. The violent fluctuations made Qin Sang's heart tighten, and he vaguely saw two streaks of red and white light chasing each other in the air.

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Sensing the aura of escaping light, Qin Sang's expression changed drastically. There was a Nascent Soul cultivator fighting nearby!

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