"It seems that the suppression of the Evil Demon on the wild beasts is extraordinarily powerful." Qin Shi felt deep respect for the Evil Demon.
The devouring lasted for half an incense stick of time before the Spirit-Gathering Demon Spider died tragically in front of everyone.
At this moment, the sacred land fell silent.
Absolute silence.
It had to be said that the Evil Demon's move had quite a bit of deterrence. The disciples of the Hundred Races who had been fighting each other did not dare to act rashly.
Wasn't this a joke? The Demon Spider just now was at the Seven Heavens realm, but it was only left with bones in front of the Evil Demon. What about them?
Qin Shi smiled at this unexpected gain.
He had been thinking about how to solve this problem, but now it had saved him a lot of trouble.
"Everyone, I don't want to be enemies with you. I, Qin Shi, am a man of my word. Here are ten million spirit stones. I'll give it to you. It's not much, but consider it my compensation." Qin Shi generously took out ten million spirit stones and gave it to the Hundred Races.
The people of the Hundred Races looked at one another after receiving the spiritual stones. No one said anything more. They could already tell that it was impossible for them to fight for the Fortune Cathaya with their strength. They were already satisfied with the spiritual stones they had obtained.
Helpless, everyone dispersed, leaving only the Yin Lin, Marquis, and Guo Wu clans. Qin Shi quickly drew a few strokes on the Fortune Cathaya with one hand. He first divided it into five equal parts, giving four to the Yin Lin, Marquis, and Guo Wu clans. He divided the remaining part into two and gave half to the Guo clan.
They were overwhelmed with emotions when they received the Fortune Cathaya.
Guo Yilong was the same. He had helped Qin Shi without thinking of repayment. Now that he was able to get a portion of the Fortune Cathaya, it was purely an unexpected gain.
After distributing the Fortune Cathaya, Qin Shi kept his portion. The spiritual power of the Fortune Cathaya was truly terrifying. He only held it lightly in his hand, and the vast spiritual power flowed through his skin into his body. It made his black eyes glaze over with greed.
"Ha, if I absorb all of the Fortune Cathaya, I should be able to reach the peak of the Three Heavens, the peak of Heaven Seizing, right?
At that time, I will only be half a step away from the Heaven Equal State. I will have more confidence when facing the eight regions, "Qin Shi thought to himself.
The evil spirit returned to Qin Shi's side and licked its cracked lips. "I didn't expect that the demonic nature of this Spirit-Gathering Demon Spider would be so strong.
Brat, after leaving this place, find me a quiet place. I want to go into seclusion for half a month. Be careful during this half a month. Don't cause any trouble. "
Qin Shi nodded happily. He was very happy that the evil spirit had recovered. Especially after this fusion, his trust in the evil spirit had increased once more, and the relationship between the two had also subtly improved.
"When we get back, I'll give you half of the Fortune Silver Fir. Also, I have a hundred million spirit stones here. Take them and use them. This is all I can do for you. This is a rare opportunity. I hope I can help you recover as much as possible."
"Hmm?"
The evil spirit frowned in surprise. Then its demonic eyes became much gentler. "Then I won't stand on ceremony with you. Don't worry, I may be a demon, but I know what it means to repay favors."
"You're overreacting. We're brothers." Qin Shi shook his head.
After everything was arranged, everyone prepared to leave.
Before leaving, Yin Hong suggested, "Everyone, after going through so much, it's finally over. Why don't we have a celebratory feast tonight?"
"Sure. Do we have enough wine?" Xue Xiongfei laughed heartily.
Yin Hong patted his chest and promised, "Of course!"
Everyone agreed, including Guo Yilong.
Qin Shi didn't mind. To be honest, he was mentally exhausted after being tense for so long. Like a tired bird, it was good to relax a little.
Just as he was about to agree, his black eyes swept across the Hundred Races. Suddenly, a few rays of light flashed.
After that, he hurriedly said to Yin Hong, "Patriarch Yin, seniors, you can go back first. I still have some matters to attend to. I promise I'll be there for the feast tonight."
At first, they wanted to persuade him, but Yin Hong hesitated. "Alright, then it's a promise. You, Qin Shi, can't go back on your word, right?"
"Definitely!" After making his promise, Qin Shi watched them leave the Hundred Races Sacred Land.
In the end, Qin Shi was the only one left in the ruined Hundred Races Sacred Land. He looked around the entrance and couldn't help but feel desolate.
Just a few hours ago, this place had been extremely beautiful, but now it was in such a mess. Everything had happened so suddenly. He even began to wonder if there would be a day when he would die silently just like the Hundred Races Holy Land.
"Kid, don't think about this. It'll affect your cultivation. People's lives have their own destiny. That's true, but it's not impossible to defy the heavens.
I've seen many people change their fate. Are you someone who follows the will of the heavens? "
"Of course not. I've said it before. I don't believe in the will of the heavens. If the will of the heavens really wants to destroy me one day, then I'll go against the will of the heavens!" Qin Shi denied it.
The evil spirit froze, then laughed. "Exactly. That's more like the fearless kid I know."
"Yeah, I won't think about it anymore. There'll be a way out of this. Even if there's no way out, I'll just carve one out." Qin Shi didn't want to think about these trivial things. He stayed for proper business.
His black eyes fixed on something.
It was a pile of white bones. The bones were hundreds of meters long, and there were majestic dragon wings on its back. Wasn't that Long Bai?
"The bones of a true dragon. That's not easy to find."
Qin Shi smiled. He grabbed the dragon bone, shattered it, and put it in his spatial ring.
After putting the dragon bone away, he took a step back and quickly formed a formation with one hand. Boundless mental energy shot out and surrounded the dragon bone.
That's right, he was going to refine a Wraith Talisman.
It had been a long time since he had refined a Wraith Talisman. Ever since he became a Soul Incantation Talisman Master, he hadn't refined a Wraith Talisman.
Now was the time to pick it up. He couldn't give up on such a useful trump card.
Controlling his mental energy, Qin Shi clenched his fingers together and activated the Hexagonal Spirit Trapping Formation.
However, a true dragon was the sovereign of the Desolate Beasts and one of the most ancient divine beasts in the world. The moment the Hexagonal Spirit Trapping Formation touched Long Bai's bones, a powerful backlash erupted. The remnant of Long Bai's soul struggled madly.
Bang!
Three seconds. Just three seconds. The Hexagonal Spirit Trapping Formation shattered, and the remaining power forced Qin Shi to take a few steps back.
"Dammit, this thing really isn't easy to refine."
Qin Shi growled, but he wasn't the kind of person who would give up easily. If the first time didn't work, he could try again. If the second time didn't work, he could try three times, four times, five times, ten times.
After an indeterminate amount of time, Qin Shi was completely exhausted. Long Bai's soul fragment was growing weaker and weaker, and it looked like it was about to dissipate.
"One last time!" Qin Shi steadied his swaying body.
He pressed a hand against Long Bai's skeleton and activated the Hexagonal Spirit Trapping Formation. It formed an inescapable net that firmly trapped Long Bai.
In the end, the heavens didn't disappoint those who tried. The soul fragment was forcefully imprinted on Long Bai's skeleton, and he could no longer struggle.
"Condense!"
Seizing this opportunity, the Hexagonal Spirit Trapping Formation shrank until it finally transformed Long Bai's skeleton into a silver-white rune.
Three weak soul incantations could be seen on this rune. Every soul incantation was filled with dense soul energy and elemental power.
"Is it done?"
Qin Shi grabbed the devil talisman and frowned when he saw the three soul incantations on it. "Why are there only three incantations?"
"Not bad, kid. You're just a two curse devil master, so being able to refine three incantations is already a heaven-defying feat. Although this devil talisman only has three incantations, it's the body of a True Dragon. Even a normal five curse devil talisman might not be able to defeat it." The Nefarious Devil curled its lips.
Even though that was the case, Qin Shi still couldn't accept it. In his opinion, Long Bai's skeleton should at least be able to refine a five curse or six curse devil talisman, right?
That's just too much.
But now that things had gotten to this point, the Nefarious Devil had no choice but to admit defeat. This was because the Nefarious Devil nearly vomited blood. A three curse devil talisman was only going to admit defeat? What an unsatisfied brat!
Fortunately, Qin Shi didn't just stay for Long Bai. He also stayed for the other skeleton, the Spirit Gathering Devil Spider that the Nefarious Devil had devoured.
In the end, the Spirit Gathering Devil Spider turned into a three curse devil talisman in Qin Shi's hand. It was only now that Qin Shi started to feel satisfied.
"This is not bad."
After obtaining two three curse devil talismans, Qin Shi had gained two more trump cards. He happily bid farewell to the Hundred Races Sacred Land.
After so long, it was finally over.
… …
In the distant horizon, there was a group of lofty mountains. This place was shrouded in white mist, and the mountains crisscrossed with each other in a complicated manner. It was as if a giant dragon was lying dormant in a valley, eager to strike.
The ridge of the mountain was like the spine of a dragon, and it took up an area of several million meters. If one looked down from the sky, they would easily notice that these mountains weren't completely random. Instead, they formed a giant sword that could shake one's heart.
At the very top of the giant sword was a grand hall of exquisite craftsmanship. Two resounding words were carved at the top of the hall: Sword Sect!
That's right, this was one of the Eight Regions.
Sword Sect.
Bang!
In the great hall, an elderly figure was pressed to the ground by three disciples wearing long robes with swords. If Qin Shi was present, he would definitely recognize this figure. Wasn't this the Cloud Mist Daoist who had escaped from the Hundred Races Sacred Land?
"Sect master, the Cloud Mist Daoist ran back. He says he has something to discuss with you," the three disciples said respectfully.
At the top of the great hall was a curtain, and behind it was a beautiful figure. It was impossible to see her face from the outside, but just her figure alone could kill countless men.
And it was this woman with such a perfect figure that she gave off a boundless pressure. It was as if the entire world was revolving around her.
Her beautiful eyes opened slightly. Her voice wasn't very loud, but it was enough to make people submit. "Cloud Mist?"
Her beautiful eyes moved and landed on the Cloud Mist Daoist. "I remember that you're the attendant who stole the Violet Sand Sword and a treasure map a hundred years ago, right?"
The arrogant Cloud Mist Daoist couldn't help but tremble when he saw the figure behind the curtain. The fear came from both his body and mind, and it was a fear that couldn't be faked. "Yes, sect master. That's me!"
Boom!
Suddenly, the aura in the great hall multiplied, and the density of the air was greatly compressed. The Cloud Mist Daoist's eyes narrowed, and he instantly felt like his head was crushed by a boulder. The ground beneath him shattered, and his knees sank into the ground as he knelt down.