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A strange sound rang in my ears, as if it were everywhere.

The Demon King of the Trapped Machine seemed to have disappeared.

Qin Sang's vision was filled with dancing serpentine shadows, changing endlessly.

Though he could clearly distinguish between the real and fake snakes, not being misled by illusions, to deal with them calmly was not so easy.

'Whew!'

Countless serpent shadows converged in an instant, the gale stirred the black mist, forming a thick serpent shadow like a tornado. Without stopping for a moment, its figure twisted and pounced!

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Qin Sang's expression was solemn. These were not illusions, but afterimages produced by the King of Demons' boxing technique reaching its peak speed. All the afterimages merged into one, and their power seemed to multiply as well. It must be a powerful fighting skill!

The shadow of the snake grew to an enormous size, approaching with incredible speed. It was so fast that it seemed to break the sound barrier, emitting a sharp, piercing screech that echoed off the surrounding mountains and reverberated through their eardrums, shaking their very souls.

The wind howled in my ears.

For a moment, Qin Sang felt like he was suffocating.

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The Demon King's movements were too quick, leaving Qin Sang very little time to react.

He retreated rapidly, and the surrounding spirit swords whirled to block Qin Sang's path. Azure sword light flickered at their tips, the only ray of brightness in the black mist.

'Hum!'

In the immense echo, the sound of the sword's cry was almost inaudible.

However, Qin Sang and the Qiānjī Demon King could clearly see that on the blade, the sword glow surged instantly, forming a dazzling beam of light. Its momentum was no less than that of the Qiānjī Demon King.

Finally, it even pierced through the obstruction of black mist and pointed straight at the sky!

Before the Demon King could react, phantoms of sword light burst forth from the pillar of light.

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The sword light split.

The sword fell like rain.

Countless sword lights dazzled the eyes, slashing at the snake shadows one after another.

Even the Tieji Demon King was formidable. Facing such a scene of ten thousand swords slashing, he didn't even flinch, and resolutely marched forward!

'Whoosh!'

The first sword light plunged into the snake's shadow, vanishing in an instant.

Upon closer inspection, one could faintly see that at the moment the sword light struck, a black shadow on the serpent's body twisted and writhed, entangling the sword light until both disappeared simultaneously.

Similar scenes played out one after another. Sword beams vanished in the hands of the Tieji Demon King, and the serpent's body shrunk rapidly. Yet it remained aggressive and unstoppable.

Qin Sang remained calm and composed, changing his sword technique.

The spirit sword trembled, the beam of light condensing into a giant sword, slashing down at the serpent shadow in mid-air!

'Boom!'

Another collision, just as unadorned, but this time the impact was far more terrifying.

A great earthquake shook the earth, and rocks tumbled down from the mountain slopes on both sides.

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The sword light and the serpent's shadow 'bit' into each other, devouring each other, for a time it was hard to tell who would win. The attack was blocked, and the figure of the Tieji Demon King appeared, then suddenly let out a cold snort and shifted sideways by several meters.

The next moment, a figure appeared where the Qianji Demon King had been standing.

Qin Sang was trying to take advantage of the situation and kill his opponent with a two-pronged attack, but he missed.

He wasn't surprised. He licked his lips, reached out to recall his spirit sword, and then, with the spirit sword in hand, he launched a counter-attack!

This is the true embodiment of man and sword as one.

Qin Sang urged his wings, transforming into a bolt of lightning. Along with the Lingjian sword, they flew side by side, his figure blending into countless sword lights, appearing and disappearing mysteriously, eerie and unpredictable.

'Bang bang...'

The Tyrant Demon King hastily retaliated, but for a moment he was flustered and clumsy, being pushed back step by step by Qin Sang.

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Although Qin Sang was not as proficient in hand-to-hand combat as the Qianji Demon King, his top-tier swordsmanship was more than enough to make up for his shortcomings. His sword moved freely and seamlessly.

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The Demon King of the Mechanical Crane had likely never encountered such a rogue sword cultivator. He started to look a little bewildered. After all, he was a renowned demon king, and quickly thought of a countermeasure.

Black mist and swirling clouds surged toward Qin Sang.

The feeling of stagnation was becoming increasingly pronounced. Qin Sang remained calm and collected, secretly muttering an incantation with his mind. Inside his sleeve, the three Demon Flags were activated, shooting out a beam of demonic fire.

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The magic fire was not directed at the Qiānjī Yāowáng, but fell onto Qin Sang himself, spreading rapidly and condensing into a suit of armor made of flames.

The black mist was incinerated the moment it came into contact with the demonic fire, leaving nothing but a strange smell. Although these demonic flames couldn't completely extinguish the black mist, they lessened the impact on Qin Sang, protecting him to a great extent.

Seeing this, Qianji Demon King's expression changed slightly. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and his body twisted, transforming into a gigantic serpent tens of meters long.

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The Yāomǎng man stood up, looking down at Qin Sang with cold and gloomy eyes.

Its scales weren't purely black, but rather a grayish hue, covered in black spots all over its body. This was none other than the infamous creature, the Black-spotted King Snake!

“Demonic form”

Qin Sang secretly became vigilant.

The demon beast's true form is its most powerful state in battle.

As expected, the Tieji Demon King revealed its demon form, instantly reversing the situation where it was suppressed by Qin Sang.

The demonic python, despite its massive size, was incredibly agile. Its scales were incredibly tough; even a few sword strikes would only spark against them, unable to pierce its defenses.

'Whoosh!'

The demonic python dodged the attack with a flick of its body, then lashed its tail back with a powerful blow.

Taking advantage of Qin Sang's retreat, the demonic python's figure flickered, splitting into three. Two phantoms darted swiftly to the sides, encircling Qin Sang within.

Three giant pythons loomed overhead, their six cold eyes fixed intently on Qin Sang.

Qin Sang's expression changed slightly. Without the Heavenly Eye Butterfly, he could easily see which two were illusions, but from the illusions, he still felt a hint of threat.

"...I don't know what kind of divine power..."

Qin Sang's mind flashed with this thought, and then he saw three demonic pythons move.

“Seven Souls Killing Formation!”

Qin Sang didn't dare hesitate, immediately retracted the Spirit Sword, pointed with his index finger, and cast several incantations on the blade. In an instant, light burst forth all around!

First manifested was the Qidao Jianhun, followed by numerous slender sword lights splitting out. They formed a sword formation with the Jianhun as its core, rapidly assembling above Qin Sang's head and slowly rotating.

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Now, the sword array Qin Sang is wielding looks vastly different from what it was before he formed his Nascent Soul.

These sword lights were a foot long, each one as solid as could be, identical to the spirit sword itself.

The spirit sword trembled slightly, and its sword light emitted a resonant hum.

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This is the Seven Souls Killing Formation. Although Qin Sang hasn't fully grasped the true mystery of the Seven Souls Killing Formation yet, just in terms of power, it far surpasses anything before!

As the sword array formed, three demon pythons charged simultaneously.

The true attack hadn't arrived yet, but a terrifying force already transmitted through the air. The void seemed to warp as well, and Qin Sang felt his body being constricted as if by a real python, being torn and strangled by three different forces.

Qin Sang forcefully broke free from the restraints, pinched a sword tactic, and unleashed a terrifying killing intent. Countless sword shadows vanished into thin air and reappeared in a flash all around him, completely enveloping the three demon pythons within a sword formation!

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He wasn't worried about exposing his human identity. The pure demonic energy within him, the genuine Azure Phoenix wings, and the celestial demon form behind his head were all proof enough.

Anyone who sees this would not dare say he is not a demon clan.

Even, truly transformed great demons, could comprehend the ancestral Dharma form is also Phoenix amongst chickens, saying not meeting Qin Sang would still feel ashamed. calling it the "Nineteen States of Smoke and Rain."Smoke and rain obscure the heavens, a bustling scene of sacred splendor.The four states of the North border on the Northern Wastes.Qin Sang and Zhou...