tracting grassThe Eight Swords Old Man consecutively took out a jade slip and a jade box. Inside the jade box, there was indeed a complete Soul-Calling Herb.Qin Sang was taken aback and wryly smiled,...Qin Sang stared straight at the Soul Nourishing Wood.

The Soulwood tree was pitch black all over, riddled with holes like a piece of rotting wood eaten by insects.

Qin Sang had seen the records of Yang Hun Mu in ancient texts, and it looked just like this.

A faint blue light flickered on the surface of the Soulwood, visible to the naked eye. It seemed to soothe even the soul, a unique characteristic known as the Soulglow possessed only by the Soulwood.

"This is so big!"

Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat, overcome with surprise and delight.

He obtained a thin sliver of the boundless blood mulberry from the Swallowing Thunder Falcon's nest. It alone was enough to elevate his magic artifact to the level of a treasure. If he could refine this soul-cultivating wood, what level would the烏木劍 (Wumu Sword) be raised to

Could one directly advance to Spirit Treasure

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This large piece of soulwood should be able to withstand the erosion of the endless blood mulberry.

On second thought, it makes sense. If the Soulwood is too small, its soul light's power would be insufficient. Even Bai's residual soul probably wouldn't have been able to last this long.

Qin Sang glanced at Bai with suspicion, wondering if this person would actually be so honest as to take out the soul-raising wood.

However, even if Bai kept the spirit wood hidden, he didn't want to investigate further.

It is true that it is best to know when to stop and not be greedy.

These soul-nourishing woods are enough for him to elevate the ebony sword to an unimaginable level, dominating the current cultivation world. More importantly, his cultivation will no longer be restricted, which is a tremendous surprise.

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When all else failed, Bai Bi was driven to desperation and destroyed the soul-nourishing tree in a fit of rage. He chose to perish with it, but this act did not bring him the satisfaction he desired.

Bai had been secretly observing Qin Sang's expression. When their eyes met, Bai's heart skipped a beat, but seeing Qin Sang's usual demeanor and lack of pressure, he felt relieved.

He gave Qin Sang a long, hard look, then raised the soul-nourishing wood and said, "Friend Daoist, as you can see, the spirit light of this treasure is genuine. Of course, I cannot give all of this soul-nourishing wood to you. I also need to keep a portion for myself to aid in my cultivation."

Having said that, Bai hesitated for a moment, then tapped the Soul-Nourishing Wood with her finger, indicating she wanted to split it evenly with Qin Sang.

After some bargaining, Bai claimed his bottom line was at least a quarter.

After some deliberation, Qin Sang slowly nodded, "Very well, as my fellow cultivator said! However, I heard that the soul-nurturing tree is special compared to other spirit trees. It cannot be forcibly cut off, and it must be done carefully, otherwise, it will damage the power of the spirit tree..."

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Bai Zixian said, "Rest assured, Daoist friend. I have been with this soul-nurturing wood day and night, so I know it like the back of my hand. Besides, the soul-nurturing wood is fragile only compared to the ten divine trees. As long as we are careful enough, it will definitely not damage the spirit wood. Since Daoist friend agrees, I will now divide the spirit wood..."

As he spoke, Bai covered the Yingshun Wood with his other palm. Corpse Qi surged between his palms, transforming into countless intricate runes. After a twist and contortion, they changed into a blade as thin as a cicada's wing, forged from Corpse Qi.

The Corpse Qi Blade trembled slightly, falling to the spot Bai had just indicated, and slowly slicing downward.

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The Corpse Qi Blade seemed to flow, silently gliding along the grain of the Soulwood and splitting it apart little by little.

Bai's actions were very cautious, and Qin Sang, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but feel a little nervous.

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After a while, the spiritwood was successfully split into two pieces.

At the moment of success, the two breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

"After you leave this cursed place, this soul-nourishing wood will be yours, fellow cultivator. If you don't trust me, feel free to set a restriction on it first," Bai Weiwei smiled gently.

Qin Sang was not polite. He struck several prohibitions, landing them on the Soul-Nourishing Wood, sealing this treasure.

Bai didn't seem to care, put away the soul-nourishing wood, and said in a somewhat anxious tone, "Let's talk terms. We wasted a lot of time. Since this secret realm is only open for a limited time, let's get started! I don't want to stay here for another moment!"

"I wouldn't say it's a waste. Only this way can we trust each other and work together sincerely."

Qin Sang chuckled and, with a flick of his wrist, drew out the demon banner's staff. He addressed Bai Dao, saying, "Daoist friend, please bring the souls over. I will begin refining the spirit silk right away. Once the demon banner is refined, I can then collect the demonic flames."

"Alright, I'll go awaken the souls. Please hold the rear for me, friend."

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A white figure flashed and disappeared into the ghostly mist.

In a short while, a mournful wailing sound came from within the thick ghostly mist. The ghost mist then surged and rippled, with countless shadowy figures emerging from it, a truly terrifying sight.

Qin Sang sat cross-legged on the mountain of bones, holding a staff in his hand, swaying it gently.

As the white apparition summoned the souls, the two exchanged a glance. Then, with a flick of his hand, Bai restrained the souls with ghostly mist, allowing Qin Sang to focus on absorbing the soul energy from them.

Qin Sang silently urged his secret art, fingers tapping lightly, striking out a series of runes that landed on the first row of souls.

The souls stirred.

Bai's face darkened, and with a low growl, ghostly mist suddenly descended, pressing down on the souls with the weight of a thousand jun. All the souls stood obediently in place, waiting for Qin Sang to cast his spell.

At the instant when the secret art was completed, a wisp of pure soul essence drifted from these souls and gathered towards Qin Sang.

After extracting this portion of soul energy, the ghosts appeared somewhat wilted, but it was much better than being refined.

Qin Sang gathered his soul energy and painstakingly refined the Soul Silk.

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The two-headed dog and its incarnation stand guard, one on each side.

Bai glanced at Qin Sang, then retreated back into the ghostly mist, drawing in new souls.

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Although this was much more complicated than before, Qin Sang didn't need to focus on suppressing the restless souls, and the speed wasn't slow. Soon, Qin Sang had a long strand of soul silk in his hand.

He motioned Bai to stop, then picked up the staff and began refining the magic banner.

After all, it was his first time refining. Qin Sang failed a few times before finally getting the hang of it. The soul silk coiled around and merged with the flagpole, and then a rudimentary form of a demonic banner slowly appeared.

The most difficult part of the Ten Directions King Yama Banner is actually separating the Xuantie Pillar and refining the banner pole.

This is a test.

In addition, Qin Sang's current skills in refining weaponry were superior to before, so when he refined the banner face, it was much easier than the banner pole. In the end, he successfully refined a magic banner.

Qin Sang waved his hand forcefully, the magic banner swayed, but nothing unusual happened.

Waiting to collect the Nine Nether Demon Fire is when the complete artifact will be formed.

Bai stood on the periphery, curiously eyeing Qin Sang's magic banner in his hand. Seeing Qin Sang take out another banner pole and without stopping, continue to summon the souls of the dead.

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Bai Lai Lai went back and forth, not knowing how many trips he had made. All he saw was that on Qin Sang's lap, there were already eight black banners.

"Comrade, how many demon flags are you planning to refine"

He was panting heavily.

Manipulating ghostly mist and binding spirits is not easy to do. It takes a toll on him, leaving him increasingly exhausted. Thankfully, he's in the spirit realm where he can still hold on.

Qin Sang looked up and curled his lips slightly: "There are seven more shafts left to refine. It should be enough to help fellow Daoist break the demonic curse, right"

"More than enough!"

Bai gritted his teeth, then said in surprise, "Fifteen rods, plus the three rods your friend had originally, wouldn't that make eighteen magic staffs These magic staffs are subtly connected and can form a large formation. The more there are, the stronger the power of the formation. With eighteen magic staffs in hand, even facing a Nascent Soul cultivator, you would have a chance to fight, wouldn't you"is a placeholder.He cautiously looked around, then with a tap of his foot, leaped out of the valley. His gaze swept across the landscape as he soared through the air.Not long after, Qin Sang’s figure...