Gateway of Immortality

Master Feng’s eyes flickered. "With his strength, he should be able to hold off Bifang on his own. That is enough. If the supreme treasure of Mystic Heaven Palace really falls into our hands, the fewer people know, the better. Besides, he is an outsider. He does not share several centuries of friendship with us, so it would not be easy to split the benefits with him."

The white-robed scholar hesitated slightly. "The situation is not yet under our control. I fear that when everything is finally revealed, we won’t be able to hide it from his eyes and will have no choice but to tell him the truth."

Master Feng had already prepared a response and said casually, "That would be fine as well! Everything was a conspiracy of the demon race, and we were kept in the dark the entire time. We only just saw through it."

"Daoist Feng is absolutely right." The black-robed swordsman chuckled.

***

Qin Sang sped above the surface of the sea, fiddling with a bamboo-slip-shaped treasure in his hand. It was a unique communication treasure from Wind Sun Mountain.

Along the way, he clearly sensed that the atmosphere had grown even more tense than when he had left.

He had learned from Master Feng that at least five demon kings had been appearing nearby.

The one with the highest cultivation was Bifang, whom Qin Sang had already fought. His strength was beyond doubt, and he had always been Master Feng’s sworn enemy.

Another one worth paying attention to was the frog-fish. Qin Sang had fought him as well, and the frog-fish’s poison happened to be restrained by the fat silkworm.

The other three great demon kings each had their own methods, but their reputations were somewhat inferior to those two demons.

According to Master Feng’s plan, if they became trapped in a chaotic battle, Qin Sang would hold Bifang down. Whether Master Feng cooperated with Qin Sang to surround and kill Bifang or went to slay the other demon kings first, he would be able to act with ease.

Qin Sang recalled the experience of being hunted by the three great demon kings.

At the time, Bifang had only displayed an exquisite evasion technique and a blood-red light supernatural ability. He certainly had other supernatural abilities that he had not had the chance to use. How could a powerhouse like him not have trump cards?

Qin Sang made up his mind. Unless he was certain he could kill Bifang, his first priority would be his own escape route.

On Shouchen Island.

The island’s shape was somewhat similar to Crescent Moon Realm. Its terrain was long and narrow, stretching from east to west like a city wall that blocked the waves surging from the north and south.

Qin Sang flew discreetly to the outside of Shouchen Island and took out the command token. The command token turned into a streak of flowing light and shot inside.

Soon, a beam of evasion light flew out from the island. It was a Golden Core Realm cultivator.

This person was also a true disciple of Master Feng and had been ordered to lead troops to garrison this place.

The man’s gaze swept over the area. When he saw Qin Sang, he quickly flew over and bowed. "I, Qian Cheng, pay respects to you, Senior Ming Yue!

Qin Sang instructed Qian Cheng not to announce his arrival, then followed him into the island. Qian Cheng led Qin Sang to the best cave dwelling on the island.

Qin Sang did not refuse. He looked around and spoke calmly, "You may leave first. If there is any movement from the demon race, there is no need to panic. Report it to me in time."

Qian Cheng repeatedly acknowledged his orders, unable to hide his joy. With a Spiritual Infant cultivator overseeing the island, they now had a pillar of support. Even if the demon race attacked the island, they would have the strength to resist.

Qin Sang’s cave dwelling was at the peak of a mountain. There was no one in sight nearby, and it was extremely quiet.

He walked into the cave dwelling and closed the door.

A short while later, an illusory figure suddenly slipped out of the cave dwelling in silence. Qin Sang looked around, then swept toward a barren low mountain at the edge of the island.

The cave dwelling was deathly silent. A figure sat upright inside, holding the communication astra. Shockingly, it was the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet in disguise!

Qin Sang arrived at the barren mountain. His figure flickered, passing through the island’s barrier. He quietly escaped the island and found an inconspicuous reef nearby, where he casually opened a cave dwelling.

If a Spiritual Infant cultivator wanted to hide, the cultivators on the island could search heaven and earth and still would not find any trace of him.

The reason he went through such trouble was that Qin Sang did not fully trust Master Feng.

Every Spiritual Infant ancestor was crafty and cunning. Qin Sang had only met Master Feng twice, and he knew even less about the temperaments of Island Master Shen and the others. He did not dare place full trust in their words.

He had come to this outer domain alone.

If they intended to scheme against him and frame him, they could do it without anyone noticing, and there would not even be anyone to avenge him.

At the very least, if they diverted trouble toward him and made him attract the demon race’s main forces, his situation would become extremely dangerous.

One could never be too cautious.

Qin Sang planned ahead. He escaped outside, and he left the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet in the cave dwelling. If anything happened, he could still remedy the situation in time.

After breaking through to the middle stage of the Spiritual Infant Realm, his control over the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet had become even stronger. In addition, his senior sister had given him careful guidance beforehand.

Although it could not move as nimbly and freely as an external incarnation, as long as they were not extremely far apart, or his perception was not cut off by a screen formed by a powerful barrier, he could manipulate the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet through the soul imprint on it.

Master Feng and Island Master Shen had never seen Qin Sang make a move. Only a few demon kings knew that he had the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet.

Presumably, those demon kings would not communicate with Master Feng about this matter.

After making his arrangements, Qin Sang sat cross-legged in the cave dwelling and took out the devilish banners.

He planned to focus his energy first on the Fire Seed Golden Lotus and Heavenly Demon Body Refinement, since they did not have such harsh requirements for spiritual qi.

Time flowed slowly in quiet cultivation.

Undercurrents surged through this sea region, but on the surface, it remained fairly calm.

The guards on Shouchen Island carried out their duties as usual. Nothing important happened, and Qian Cheng did not dare disturb Qin Sang’s cultivation.

***

On the nameless island.

The white-robed scholar sat alone in the palace. Every so often, he attempted to activate the demonic rat’s blood and essence to search for the traitor of Mystic Heaven Palace.

However, judging from his tightly furrowed brow, he seemed to have made little progress.

***

In the north, the waves surged violently and demonic qi soared into the sky!

If human cultivators saw this scene, their legs would surely tremble, and they would turn and flee without the slightest hesitation.

Above the sea was a vast, dark mass. Thousands upon thousands of demon soldiers, some circling in the air and others rising and falling in the water, had surrounded a small island completely.

The ruins of a human city could still be seen on the island, but at this moment, it was deathly silent. Not a single figure could be seen.

The demon soldiers entrenched around it seemed extremely afraid of the island and did not dare take even one step inside.

Within the island’s celestial mountain, what had once been an immortal cultivator’s cave dwelling was now occupied by several demon kings.

The three great demon kings who had hunted Qin Sang were all present, and all of them had already transformed into human form.

The frog-fish had transformed into a bald, burly man, but his skin was dark green and still bore fish scales.

The red lump on Bifang’s head was vivid and glaring. Even in human form, he could not transform away this ugly lump, making his appearance extremely strange, even hideous.

Cunning Fox, however, had transformed into an incomparably beautiful young woman. She had a petite figure and wore a light veil, leaving her charms faintly visible. Her eyes were full of emotion, shimmering with limpid light, and she was utterly alluring.

Aside from them, there were also a male and female demon king sitting on stone chairs with their eyes closed in meditation.

The frog-fish looked anxious as he paced back and forth, glancing toward the cave dwelling from time to time.

"Why has there been no movement after so long? Did Daoist Rainbow's supernatural ability fail?"

Bifang advised the frog-fish to remain calm. "The human race is ignorant, but do you not understand? Daoist Rainbow was born of the Rainbow Rat Clan. He was one of a pair of twins from the same womb, and the two were born with linked minds. The two bodies cultivated together, and the other body is a natural incarnation. Although his strength is not great, he has a peerless supernatural ability that would make anyone envious. When the main body perishes, he can use the incarnation to revive. Daoist Rainbow has always been cautious. This time, he simply failed to account for Old Ghost Feng’s trick and fell into a scheme, losing his main body. The incarnation has never been used before, so he will certainly succeed without fail. It is just that revival is not that easy. Be patient and wait."