Before Long Xuan died, his old eyes stared straight at Qin Shi.
His disbelief and anger were self-evident.
However, that was fate. No matter how much he schemed, he could not beat Qin Shi's luck.
With Long Xuan dead, only the Cloudy Mist Daoist was left. Yin Hong led the Hundred Races and surrounded him. The evil demons attacked from the left and right, causing the Cloudy Mist Daoist's face to turn ashen.
"Hundred Races, have you gone mad?
How dare you go against the Sword Sect! "He threatened. If Yin Hong and the others also attacked, he would definitely lose.
Clearly, the Sword Sect had a great influence on the Hundred Races. Many of the disciples hesitated, struggling with their hesitation.
"Don't listen to him. If you really stop for the Sword Sect, then you'll fall for his trap. If you let him take the Fortune Cathaya and return to the Sword Sect, do you think he'll let you go?"
Seeing that the situation was bad, Qin Shi said, "Now, we can only kill him and seal the news in the sacred land of the Hundred Races. Only then can the Hundred Races not be harmed by the Sword Sect!"
Yin Hong agreed. "Young friend Qin is right. We can't let him leave alive!"
"Everyone, for the Hundred Races, let's attack together."
Yin Hong stood up first, followed by Xue Xiong Fei, Hou Wanwan, Guo Yilong, and the Lin Family disciples. Finally, Qin Shi joined in as well. More and more people joined in. The small clans that were hesitant at first looked at each other, then finally gritted their teeth and joined in.
In an instant, almost a thousand attacks came down like a storm, covering the sky and enveloping the Cloudy Mist Daoist.
The Cloudy Mist Daoist did not care about these thousand people. His strength was far above Long Xuan's. If Long Xuan could fight him, then there was no need to mention him. However, there was still the evil demon. The evil demon was the real headache for the Cloudy Mist Daoist.
Qin Shi did not know to what extent the evil demon had recovered, but from his familiar and terrifying attacks, it should not be any weaker than the Six Heavens realm.
Coupled with the demon's powerful physique and his innately noble bloodline, the Cloudy Mist Daoist did not have an easy time against him.
Now that Yin Hong had a thousand people, he was immediately at a disadvantage.
"Cough cough!
You bunch of lunatics! "
Daoist Cloudy Mist screamed at the top of his lungs. He was even angrier than Long Xuan. He took a step back and said, "If you don't want to live, then I'll send you to hell!"
"One with the Sword!"
Daoist Cloudy Mist raised his hand and gathered a powerful spirit light. He suddenly did something that shocked everyone. His hand turned into a sharp blade and stabbed into his own heart.
But just as his hand pierced through his heart, Daoist Cloudy Mist's Dao bones trembled, and sharp blades grew out of his skin. His entire body, spine, arms, waist, and even the top of his head were the same.
"This, what kind of move is this?" Everyone panicked.
The evil spirit was the closest to Daoist Cloudy Mist. Just as the sharp swords appeared on his body, the evil spirit's demonic eyes focused and shouted at Yin Hong and the others, "Get out of the way!"
After saying that, he retreated and sped towards Qin Shi.
"Get out of the way?
Too late! "
Daoist Cloudmist sneered. Soon after, he opened his chest and tens of thousands of swords shot towards Yin Hong like a rain of arrows.
Boom!
The swords were very fierce, even more powerful than Mo Qingfeng's Sky Cutting Sword.
Yin Hong and the others didn't have time to dodge and were pierced by the silver swords. Hundreds of people were sent flying by the swords. Even Yin Hong and the others were covered in blood. There were hundreds of cuts on their bodies.
Only Qin Shi wasn't injured because of the evil spirit's timely protection. He turned around and looked at Yin Hong. His eyes narrowed and he said, "Master Yin!"
Then, he looked around and his mind fell into a deep valley.
With just one strike, an army of a thousand was annihilated in an instant?
What kind of power was this?
"Kid, this Daoist Cloudy Mist's martial arts are not simple. Every martial art has an extraordinary origin. With my current strength, I'm still not his match. I need you." The evil spirit said seriously.
It was rare for the evil spirit to be serious. Qin Shi didn't dare to be careless. "What should I do?"
"Lend me your body."
Qin Shi was stunned at first, then he frowned. "Borrow my body?
What do you mean? "
"Right now, I'm only a spiritual body. I can't use a lot of my power. I'll go back to your arm in a bit. Then, you can withdraw your divine consciousness into your sea of consciousness and let me control your body." The evil spirit said directly.
Hearing this, Qin Shi fell silent. He withdrew his divine consciousness into his sea of consciousness. If he handed over his body, he would completely lose control of it. At that time, if the evil spirit wanted to take over his body, it would be easy. He wouldn't even have a chance to resist.
"I know you're worried, but it's a matter of trust now. It's fine if you don't trust me. I'll protect you. Although I'm not this Daoist Cloudy Mist's opponent right now, if I want to leave, he can't stop me."
The evil spirit said. "But when that time comes, the people of the hundred races can only pray for their own good. You make the decision."
"I trust you!"
Less than half a second after the evil spirit finished speaking, Qin Shi grinned.
"Hm?" Qin Shi's straightforwardness stunned the evil spirit. "Aren't you afraid that I'll take over your body?"
"To be honest, I'm very afraid. But when I chose to give up on activating the Bursting Jade, I already chose you. It's my choice. If I don't believe in myself, then why should I let others believe in me?" Qin Shi smiled straightforwardly. "Plus, aren't we brothers?"
Qin Shi's words made the evil spirit slightly dazed, but it only lasted for a moment. It smiled. "Good lad, you've got guts. You're becoming more and more like my brother. Then get ready and withdraw your divine consciousness. You can observe the outside world through it."
Qin Shi nodded. In the next second, his eyes rolled and he lost consciousness.
Taking advantage of this opportunity, the evil spirit rushed into Qin Shi's body.
In an instant, the whites of Qin Shi's eyes were swallowed. A pair of black eyes opened fiercely. At the same time, three clear blood-red eyes split open between his eyebrows.
Occupying Qin Shi's tiger body, the blood demon totem on his left arm shone brilliantly. Surging murderous aura permeated the world.
"Old dog, your time of death has come!"
The evil spirit sneered. It swept up Qin Shi's black robe and shuttled through the sky like a ghost. Its speed was so fast that Qin Shi, who was in his sea of consciousness, cursed. What was wrong with this evil spirit? Was it using his body as a cannonball?
The two of them combined. The Cloudy Mist Daoist was shocked. "How is this possible?
You can also combine? "
"Hehe, old dog, don't count us in with you. That 'man and sword as one' of yours should be what a slut means!
What we have is a powerful combination! "
The evil spirit mocked. Its murderous aura enveloped Qin Shi's left hand, forming a huge palm that was hundreds of meters long. It slapped toward the Cloudy Mist Daoist.
Rumble!
The strength of the two had reached an unprecedented level.
The Hundred Races Holy Land could no longer withstand it. Several cracks appeared on the barrier between it and the outside world. All kinds of rocks and dust fell to the ground.
One hundred moves, one thousand moves, ten thousand moves.
The barbaric attacks made the spectators' jaws drop. This level of confrontation was no longer something they could interfere with. Even the heads of families like Yin Hong were the same.
The Cloudy Mist Daoist was suppressed again. He was extremely frustrated.
At that moment, he suddenly pulled away from the evil spirit.
"Do you think that you can stop me like this? Naive. I'll show you the true profundities of our Sword Sect!"
With that, he waved his hand. A purple three-meter long sword appeared out of thin air.
Buzz!
The moment this sword appeared, the earth-shattering scene froze. Everything seemed to have stopped. Even the falling dust stopped in the air.
Under the purple sword, the evil spirit frowned. "This sword is a famous weapon?"
"Famous weapon?
What's that? "Qin Shi was puzzled.
After a moment of silence, the evil spirit sucked in a breath. "Famous weapons are above Emperor Soul Weapons. They are second only to ancient weapons and divine weapons. Every famous weapon has the power to slash the heavens. I didn't expect it to appear in the tiny Hundred Races."
"Emperor Soul Weapons are above all?" Qin Shi almost didn't hear the rest, but these few words were enough to shock him.
After so many years, Emperor Soul Weapons were the strongest treasures he had ever seen. Moreover, he knew how terrifying Emperor Soul Weapons were. He didn't expect there to be even stronger treasures above Emperor Soul Weapons.
The evil spirit stared at the purple sword and said solemnly, "That's right. Moreover, I can feel that this is no ordinary famous weapon. It's a peak high-grade famous weapon."
He was already feeling depressed. Now that the evil spirit said this, Qin Shi felt even more depressed.
"We've wasted so much time. It's time to end this. It's your honor to die by this sword. This is one of the eighteen treasured swords of the Sword Sect: the Purple Sand Sword!"
The Cloudy Mist Daoist clenched his fingers. Under his grasp, the Purple Sand Sword gathered a rolling purple light. This light quickly covered a thousand feet and swallowed Qin Shi.
"Purple Sand Sword: Astral Formation!"
Pu!
Pu! Pu!
In the dead silence, purple stars suddenly flashed in the Hundred Races Holy Land.
These stars connected with each other, forming a huge hexagram. The origin of the hexagram was Qin Shi, who stood in the center. Finally, under the purple starlight, sharp swords all pointed at Qin Shi.
"Brat, it's over." Astral light shone everywhere, and the Cloudy Mist Daoist's face twisted.
The hearts of the Hundred Races were in their throats. Under the Astral Sword Formation, they couldn't even move. They were at the mercy of others.
Qin Shi's eyes widened in pain. The evil spirit was in his body, suppressed by the Astral Sword Formation. He finally realized how serious the situation was.
"Kid, I can't help you anymore."
The evil spirit panted. The totem on Qin Shi's left arm had actually split open a few times. It was obvious that the evil spirit's old injuries had relapsed.
"Is it really over?" Qin Shi smiled helplessly. Right now, he was completely powerless. All he could do was resign himself to fate.
A faint red appeared in his black eyes. He had once thought that he wasn't afraid of death, but when he was on the verge of death, he understood that he was afraid. He was truly afraid.
And his fear didn't stem from fear, but from the many things he cared about. Four years ago, he had been so calm about life and death because he only had himself. He had no worries or concerns. But now, he was no longer alone. He didn't want to lose those loved ones he cared about.
He wasn't satisfied. He still had too many promises that he hadn't fulfilled.
He didn't want to break his promise. He wanted to see his unborn child.
He wanted to see Xue Xin and Sister Yu.
Boom!
With this unwillingness, the Astral Sword Formation spun and shot out. Countless sharp swords that could split the heavens and earth pierced towards Qin Shi's chest.
He closed his eyes.
Bang!