Chapter 727: Thundercloud

nslate!Qin Sang stepped forward, and the young man in fine clothes immediately retreated with a flick of his wrist. He then drew his bow and shot an arrow, forcing Qin Sang to raise his sword again in...During the winter, the surface of the cold flame is covered with a thin layer of restriction.

The restriction emitted the aura of Nine Nether Demon Fire, tinged with a faint grayish-black hue. However, it couldn't conceal the crystal-clear azure radiance of the Winter Underworld Flame’s purity.

Qin Sang reached out and held the Cold Flame, carefully separating a strand of his divine consciousness and penetrating the prohibition.

Only seeing the blue light flicker inside the Winter Underworld Flame, Qin Sang immediately lost his perception of that wisp of divine consciousness, and it was effortlessly extinguished by the Winter Underworld Flame.

Qin Sang's expression was a bit helpless.

Since the beginning of the month, this is not his first attempt. Just like all previous attempts, this one ends with the same result. To this day, he has no idea how to subdue the Winter Frost Flame.

"Could it really only be refined into a disposable magic weapon like the virtual sky thunder"

Qin Sang spoke to himself.

He was a master craftsman, and naturally wanted to solve the problem through forging. After much contemplation, he discovered that by using the Nine Nether Demonic Fire to forcibly compress the Winter Frost Cold Flame, it might be possible to refine it into a fire bead.

If it is refined into a fire bead, the power of the cold flame will erupt instantly, its power will definitely be far superior to that of the virtual heavenly thunder. I'm afraid that no one below the Nascent Soul stage could withstand it. The drawback is that it can only be used once as well.

"Such a rare cold flame, condensed into a one-time fire bead, it's such a waste. And condensing a fire bead isn't so simple either, at least after breaking through the middle stage of forming pills can you try."

Qin Sang hesitated, feeling a little reluctant.

After several more attempts, the wintry cold flame remained unmoved. Qin Sang put it away again.

Green Island.

The island is named after a small bird called the Green Warbler. This bird is not a monster, it is harmless to people and animals, and is very popular.

Greenwing Island was the kind of island with no Nascent Soul cultivators stationed. Although it had a protective formation, it still seemed extremely thin facing the tide of demons. Qin Sang was currently walking on Greenwing Island's streets, and he found that both sides of the street were rough stone houses.

After touring Green Warbler Island, Qin Sang bought the most detailed nautical chart of the surrounding islands from a local vendor. Having easily pinpointed Crimson Leaf Island's location, he set off alone.

Mohōji Island is east of Ryūsei Island.

There aren't many monks on this small island, and the surrounding explored sea area is limited. Mount Momiji is not within the range, and the surrounding area of Mount Momiji is densely populated with monsters, a dangerous place that everyone on Greenfinch Island fears to mention.

After leaving Green Oriole Island for some distance, Qin Sang couldn't see any other cultivators. He released his two-headed hound, and the man and beast raced across the sea toward Crimson Leaf Island.

Hongye Island was quite a distance from Lvyi Island. Qin Sang and the two-headed hound traveled day and night for over half a month, but still, they didn't know what treasure that Wu clan strongman was looking for deep in this remote location.

As they neared Momijishima, even Qin Sang, who was usually bold and fearless, grew more cautious.

Here, once you alarm the monsters, it's not a matter of just a few. It's one group after another. These monsters call their friends, gathering in packs, and instantly causing a small beast tide that traps him here.

Having sent the two-headed hound back to sleep, Qin Sang took out the scroll, concealed his figure, and kept a close watch on the movements of the Mixed Yuan Conjoined Ring as he moved forward cautiously.

As soon as Qin Sang had walked a short distance, the Yin Ring within his body began to vibrate incessantly.

The density of monsters here surpasses even that of the Thousand Demon Sea, causing Qin Sang to be secretly alarmed.

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Fortunately, the Hun Yuan Tong Xin Ring hasn't sensed the aura of a demonic core stage demon yet. Those small demons can't see through Qin Sang's tracks, so you can walk forward boldly.

But the good times didn't last long. Having not gone far, the Yinhuan suddenly vibrated at extreme speed. Qin Sang's expression changed slightly, and he could only take a detour.

After half a day's journey, Qin Sang had walked for a whole day and night. It wasn't until late at night that he finally saw the silhouette of Hongye Island. No wonder the Wu tribe warrior looked terrified when he spoke of Hongye Island.

Lying on the water's surface, peering at Maple Leaf Island from afar.

The island of Maple Leaves is not large, but it is covered with ancient trees. The leaves of these ancient trees are a fiery red color. Under the cold moon, the maple leaves form a sea of crimson, like a red cloud floating on the water.

At the base of ancient trees, clouds and mist swirl perpetually, forming a fairyland resembling layers of red haze and sea of clouds.

"Good luck, no trace of monsters."

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Qin Sang came to the edge of Hongye Island, alert to his surroundings, and secretly let out a breath of relief.

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He only realized it after stepping ashore: on the island of Crimson Leaves, there wasn't a single blade of grass; the only plant present was the ancient Crimson Leaf tree. The entire island was eerily silent, with not even a single insect or beast to be found.

As Qin Sang entered the forest, his heart grew heavier with apprehension. The island's clouds and mist were not miasma, but abnormally dense, a sea of white that obscured vision and limited divine sense to only a short range.

Recalling the guidance of the Wu tribe's strongmen, Qin Sang looked left and right, slightly adjusted his direction, and walked straight into the depths of Hongye Island.

Walking among the ancient trees, one's feet rested on stone fragments as sharp as blades, standing upright and everywhere.

This terrain, whether formed by seawater erosion or not, is filled with many crevices between the stone slabs. The endless white mist emerges from these cracks.

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The roots of the ancient tree also penetrate deep into the crevices of the stone.

The journey was very peaceful, and Qin Sang soon arrived at his destination. Before him stood a towering ancient tree, its gnarled roots resembling giant pythons, the tallest reaching two people's height.

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The roots intertwined, forming a parasol-like root system.

Qin Sang climbed above the tree roots and searched for a while. Finally, he found a hollow space between two dead tree roots that was big enough for a person to pass through.

As the Orcish strongman said, follow the hollow and you will find the six-petal butterfly violet.

Mist filled the hollow as well. Qin Sang released Fei Tian Ya, ordering it to lead the way and having the two-headed hound guard the entrance before he climbed in.

The root system of an ancient tree is more complex and vast than imaginable. Hollows twist and turn, winding their way deep into the unknown depths beneath the earth. Finally, the roots begin to diminish, giving way to stone walls all around.

On both sides were stone walls, this place was like an underground canyon.

Just then, Qin Sang's figure paused slightly, tilting his ear to listen. To his surprise, he faintly heard thunder coming from the front.

The leading Feitian Yacha was unharmed, Qin Sang hesitated for a moment and continued forward.

The thunder grew louder and louder, echoing continuously underground, deafening. Just as Qin Sang secretly frowned, he sensed a message from the flying night demon, his face lit up with joy, and he sped up ahead.

'Crack! Crack!'

In the depths of Hongye Island, there was an empty underground cave.

Qin Sang and the Flying Sky Demon landed one after another, treading on the water, looking up at the sky.

Though there was no thick fog in the cave, a cloud-like mass of heavy mist gathered at its apex. What was even more peculiar was that deep underground, within the mist, there were flashes of electricity. Thin streaks of lightning appeared and disappeared intermittently.

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Under the illumination of the lightning, the cave was visible. Qin Sang's eyes swept across it and he saw several familiar six-petaled butterfly orchids at the back of the cave.

All the exotic flowers are in full bloom and have already matured.

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Qin Sang was about to fly over to pick some, but the Heavenly Eye Butterfly sleeping in his Qi Sea woke up for no apparent reason and couldn't wait to come out. And what attracted it seemed to be the thunderclouds. buzzing and the bloodthirsty stench emanating from the Bloodwing Hornets sent shivers down the spines of all creatures in the mountains. Even jackals, wolves, and tigers were terrified, wetting thems...