Gateway of Immortality

"The rat demon isn’t dead!" Island Master Shen cried out in alarm.

Master Feng was flying at the very front. When he heard this, he frowned.

He had personally set the ambush with Island Master Shen to kill the rat demon, and he had seen the rat demon fall with his own eyes. Yet they had actually failed!

Was what we killed before not the rat demon’s true body, but merely an incarnation? Master Feng thought.

The situation did not allow Master Feng to think too deeply. The mark had lost its sensing, but the direction was clear.

His figure was like smoke, and his evasion technique did not pause in the slightest. After flying forward for a while, he suddenly saw a black shadow appear on the sea ahead. It was clearly an island.

The island was pitch-black, utterly deserted. It was a barren island.

Master Feng was delighted. For a barren island to appear here was definitely no coincidence. The Mystic Heaven Palace traitor was very likely hiding here!

Whoosh! Master Feng flew to the edge of the barren island and released his spiritual consciousness without the slightest hesitation, searching the island thoroughly.

Unexpectedly, he found nothing unusual at all.

***

In a secret cavern.

When the Spiritual Infant cultivators and demon kings became entangled in battle and appeared near the barren island, the white-robed man sealed in ice sensed something strange, and his eyelids trembled slightly.

"They came so quickly..." A soft sigh echoed through the quiet secret cavern.

However, there was no panic on the white-robed man’s face.

Cold qi gathered above the mystic ice and transformed into a round ice mirror, reflecting the scene near the barren island.

In an instant, the calm in the white-robed man’s eyes vanished without a trace, and his face turned ashen. "Why are there so many of them!"

If he had not been sealed in ice, the white-robed man likely would have jumped in fury.

He had made arrangements and had a sixty to seventy percent chance of escaping this time, breaking free from the Rainbow Rat’s pursuit.

The white-robed man had never expected that, during the time he had been sealed in ice, so many changes would happen outside. There were now six demon kings drawn here, and human Spiritual Infant cultivators had also come to join the excitement.

Even at his peak, if he were targeted by so many people, he would have no way to escape.

Despair filled his heart. The white-robed man’s face was full of bitterness.

If he were given another chance, he would absolutely never choose to betray Mystic Heaven Palace. But now, regret had already come too late.

Suddenly, the ice mirror reflected the Rainbow Rat on the eagle demon’s back.

The Rainbow Rat had revived through his clone. His secret technique had not yet been completed, and he was already in a weakened state, his strength greatly damaged. Just now, in order to sense the mark, he had exhausted himself further.

The white-robed man stared fixedly at the Rainbow Rat. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and a trace of resolve appeared. His arms trembled lightly.

𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢

Crack, crack... The mystic ice let out a series of brittle sounds. Cracks gradually crawled across the entire block of mystic ice.

***

On the battlefield between Qin Sang and Bifang.

The devilish flames and blood flames clashed, and raging fire burned the heavens. The battle had already reached the climax.

A fierce light filled Bifang’s eyes, as if they could pierce through the blazing flames and stab into Qin Sang.

The power of the devilish flames was unlike anything he had ever seen in his life. No one knew when such an expert had appeared among the human race.

Under the assault of the devilish flames, the blood flames were forced to contract. If this continued, they would likely show signs of defeat soon and be completely suppressed by the devilish fire.

However, Bifang had not revealed his full strength. That was because he still had to keep a trump card in reserve to guard against Qin Sang’s Spiritual Infant Realm puppet.

To his surprise, after fighting for so long, Qin Sang showed no intention of releasing the puppet at all. Looking on the bright side, perhaps the puppet had been too heavily damaged earlier and was difficult to repair, so Qin Sang could not bring it out against him.

Bifang’s eyes shifted, and he already had a plan. The others had already flown far away. He could not drag this out any longer.

The blood flames danced wildly and rapidly condensed toward the center. Then, they began to counterattack the devilish fire.

Behind the devilish fire, Qin Sang controlled the devilish banners with a calm expression. When he saw this scene, his heart stirred slightly. It seemed like he could force out another of Bifang’s methods.

This thought had only just flashed through his mind when suddenly, with a roar, the pillar of fire formed from the blood flames surged into the sky.

The pillar of fire was incomparably thick and transformed into a cloud of fire in mid-air.

Just as Qin Sang was about to act, he saw the fire cloud shift and change. It actually transformed into the shape of a true Bifang divine bird, standing on one leg, with divine might that overwhelmed the world and a gaze that looked down upon all directions!

He hurriedly looked toward the center of the sea of fire.

Bifang’s true body had disappeared. He had fused with the blood flames and transformed into this blood-flame Bifang!

Whoosh! Bifang turned his neck, and the eyes formed from blood flames stared straight at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang felt his entire body tighten, as if he had been targeted by a peerless ferocious beast. His mouth even felt somewhat dry. He could not help growing secretly vigilant and guarding himself carefully.

Immediately afterward, a cold snort exploded in Qin Sang’s heart.

The blood-flame Bifang withdrew his gaze and looked in the direction where Master Feng and the others had flown. His wings closed together, and he suddenly shot out a stream of flowing fire, his main body following closely behind.

The devilish flames rose up and stretched across the sky, blocking Bifang.

Unexpectedly, Bifang’s strength had surged, and he actually forced his way through the devilish flames' blockade and broke through the air.

Blood-colored flames scattered like rain along his path, forming a scene of desolate beauty.

The devilish flames did not chase Bifang. Instead, they gathered toward the center, transformed into a flame dragon, and flew back in front of Qin Sang.

Qin Sang stood in the air, looking in the direction where Bifang had flown. After a brief hesitation, he put away the devilish flames and chased after him.

He did not want to force Bifang into a battle to the death. Because of this, he had not gone all out against Bifang. Seeing that the timing was about right, he stopped pressing so aggressively and let Bifang leave.

He had held Bifang back for so long. Master Feng could not say he had failed to do his part.

In addition, Qin Sang was very curious about what treasure lay ahead that had such a powerful attraction for the experts of both races.

From Master Feng’s actions, Qin Sang could tell that they definitely knew something.

He simply did not know whether Master Feng had only just seen through the demon race’s intentions, or whether he had known beforehand and deliberately hidden it from him out of fear that Qin Sang would grow greedy.

The content of their transaction was that Qin Sang would keep Bifang busy when a great battle broke out.

By hiding key information, Master Feng could not exactly be said to have broken his word.

In that case, Master Feng could hardly blame Qin Sang for wanting a share of the spoils. And Qin Sang happened to possess the strength to claim one!

Qin Sang knew very well that once he showed any intention of fighting over the treasure, not only the demon kings, but also Master Feng and the others would immediately turn against him.

Because of this, Qin Sang planned to remain quiet for now and observe the situation. He still had thoughts about Hundred Flowers Valley. Unless he had no other choice, he was unwilling to make an enemy of Master Feng.

Unless it was a supreme treasure useful to his cultivation, Qin Sang would not act rashly. He could use this chance to make another trade with Master Feng.

As these thoughts passed through his mind, Qin Sang’s speed did not slow at all.

He sensed the current position of the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet. During the time he had been battling Bifang, the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet had gradually caught up and was now trailing behind them.

Originally, he had left the puppet outside as a precaution against Master Feng and the others. If he accidentally fell into a trap, it could rescue him from the outside.

From the looks of it now, this backup was unnecessary. But there was no time to retrieve it for now.

Leaving it outside was fine. If something unexpected happened, the Spiritual Infant Talisman Puppet could still receive him from outside.

The path ahead was unknown. The situation was bound to be extremely chaotic.

Qin Sang and Bifang’s evasion techniques were among the best of the many experts. Although their battle had delayed them for a while, it did not take long before they saw the evasion lights of the others speeding ahead.

Qin Sang still did not stop troubling Bifang. From time to time, he attacked and harassed Bifang. In reality, most of his attention was focused on the people ahead.

Before long, Qin Sang also saw the outline of the barren island and discovered that everyone was scrambling toward it.

They had arrived!