Free Web NovelChapter 1172: True Form
Hiss... Hiss... Strange sounds echoed in Qin Sang’s ears, seeming to come from everywhere at once.
Demon King Qianji appeared to have vanished. Within Qin Sang’s vision, snake shadows danced wildly, shifting endlessly.
Although he could clearly distinguish the real from the false among every snake shadow and was not deceived by the illusions, responding calmly to them was far from easy.
Whoosh! In an instant, countless snake shadows converged. Violent winds stirred the black mist, forming a massive snake shadow like a tornado. Without the slightest pause, the figure twisted and lunged forward.
Qin Sang’s expression grew solemn. These were not illusions. They were afterimages created by Demon King Qianji’s fist shadows moving at extreme speed. All the fist shadows merged into one, their power seemingly stacking together. It was undoubtedly a formidable combat technique!
The snake shadow was many times larger than before and closed in rapidly. Its speed broke through the sound barrier, producing a sharp, piercing noise that echoed between the mountain peaks on both sides, drilling into the ears and shaking the mind.
A gale rushed toward him. For a moment, Qin Sang felt as if he were about to suffocate.
Demon King Qianji’s movements were simply too fast, leaving Qin Sang with very little time to react.
He retreated swiftly. At the same time, the spiritual sword circling around him suddenly moved to block in front of him. A pale azure sword light flickered at its tip, the only trace of brightness within the black mist.
Hum! Amid the tremendous echoes, the sword’s cry was almost inaudible.
However, Qin Sang and Demon King Qianji both saw clearly that the sword light on the blade suddenly surged, forming a dazzling pillar of light whose momentum was no weaker than Demon King Qianji’s attack.
In fact, it pierced through the black mist and shot straight toward the heavens! Before Demon King Qianji could respond, streams of illusory sword light burst from the pillar.
It was Sword Light Division. The swords fell like rain. Countless sword lights dazzled the eye as they slashed toward the snake shadow.
Demon King Qianji was truly formidable. Faced with this storm of countless swords, he showed no intention of avoiding the attack and instead pressed forward relentlessly.
Whoosh! The first sword light plunged into the snake shadow and vanished instantly.
Upon closer inspection, one could vaguely see that the moment the sword light struck, a dark shape on the snake shadow twisted and wrapped around it until both were annihilated. freēwebnovel.com
The same scene repeated itself. One sword light after another was extinguished by Demon King Qianji’s hands. The snake shadow rapidly shrank in size, yet he continued charging forward fiercely, unimpeded in the slightest.
Qin Sang remained calm as his sword seal changed. The spiritual sword trembled, and the pillar of light condensed into a giant sword that slashed down upon the snake shadow!
Boom! It was another direct collision without any tricks, but this time the impact was far more terrifying. The ground trembled, and loose rocks tumbled down from the mountains on both sides.
The sword light and snake shadow tore into one another, devouring each other. For a moment, neither side gained the advantage. As the attack was blocked, Demon King Qianji’s figure appeared. Then he suddenly snorted coldly and shifted several zhang sideways.
The next instant, a figure appeared where Demon King Qianji had been standing. Qin Sang had divided his attention, attempting to seize the opportunity to strike down his opponent, but he had missed.
He was not surprised. Licking his lips, he recalled the spiritual sword to his hand and immediately launched forward together with it, turning defense into offense! This was the true Formless Sword Merger.
Qin Sang spread his wings and transformed into a bolt of lightning. Flying alongside the spiritual sword, his figure merged with countless sword lights, appearing and disappearing unpredictably.
Bang! Bang! Demon King Qianji hurriedly countered. For a moment, he appeared somewhat flustered, forced back step by step by Qin Sang.
Although Qin Sang was not as skilled as Demon King Qianji in close combat, his top-tier sword techniques compensated for that weakness. His sword followed his intent flawlessly, perfectly coordinated.
Demon King Qianji had likely never encountered such a shameless sword cultivator before and seemed momentarily stunned. However, as a renowned demon king, he quickly thought of a countermeasure.
The black mist surged violently and rushed toward Qin Sang. The sluggish sensation became increasingly obvious. Qin Sang remained calm. Secretly forming a hand seal, he activated three devilish banners within his sleeve, releasing a burst of devilish fire.
The devilish fire was not directed at Demon King Qianji. Instead, it landed upon Qin Sang himself, rapidly spreading and forming a suit of fiery armor.
The moment the black mist touched the devilish fire, it was burned away completely, releasing a strange odor. Though the fire could not burn away all the mist, under its protection the influence on Qin Sang was reduced to the bare minimum.
Seeing this, Demon King Qianji’s expression changed slightly. A cold light flashed in his eyes. His body twisted, and he suddenly transformed into a massive demonic python over ten zhang long.
The demonic python rose upright and looked down at Qin Sang with a chilling gaze. The scales on its body were not purely black but closer to gray, covered with black spots. It was the infamous demonic snake, the Black-Spotted Kingsnake!
"The demonic form?" Qin Sang grew inwardly cautious.
When demonic beasts revealed their true form, it was when their combat power was at its peak.
Sure enough, once Demon King Qianji revealed his true form, the situation instantly changed from Qin Sang suppressing him.
Though the demonic python was enormous, he moved with incredible agility. His scales were incomparably hard. When a few scattered sword lights struck his body, sparks flew, yet they could not break through his defense.
Whoosh! The demonic python sprang away from the attack. Then his tail swung violently, lashing toward Qin Sang.
As Qin Sang moved to evade, the python’s body blurred and split into three. Two illusory images darted to either side, surrounding Qin Sang.
Three giant pythons loomed overhead, six icy gazes fixed directly on Qin Sang.
Qin Sang’s expression changed slightly. Even without the Sky-Eyed Butterfly, he could easily determine which two were illusions. Yet even from the illusions, he could sense a trace of danger.
I wonder what supernatural ability this is... The thought flashed through Qin Sang’s mind as the three pythons suddenly moved.
"Seven-Yin-Soul Killing Array!" Qin Sang did not hesitate. He immediately recalled the spiritual sword and pointed at it with his finger, striking several seals onto the blade. Instantly, radiant light burst forth around him.
Seven sword souls appeared first. Then countless slender sword lights emerged through Sword Light Division. Using the sword souls as their framework, they quickly formed a sword array above Qin Sang’s head, slowly rotating.
The sword array Qin Sang displayed now looked very different from when he used it before reaching the Spiritual Infant Realm.
Each sword light was about one chi long, and every one of them was solid and tangible, identical to the spiritual sword’s true body. The spiritual sword trembled lightly, and the sword lights echoed in resonance.
This was the Seven-Yin-Soul Killing Array. Although Qin Sang had not yet fully comprehended its true mysteries, its sheer power alone far surpassed what it had been before!
At the same moment the sword array formed, the three pythons lunged forward. Even before the true attack arrived, a terrifying force transmitted through the air. The void itself seemed to twist. Qin Sang felt as though real pythons were wrapping around him, tearing and crushing him with three different streams of force.
Qin Sang forcibly broke free from the binding power and formed a sword seal. Killing intent surged skyward. Countless sword shadows vanished from sight, only to reappear in the next instant all around him, enveloping the three pythons within the sword array!
He was not worried about exposing his human identity. The pure demonic qi within his body, the unmistakable Azure Luan wings, and the Heavenly Demon Dharma Lakshana behind his head all proved otherwise. Anyone who saw these would not dare claim he was not of the demon race.
In fact, even among true Transformation Realm demons, those who could comprehend the ancestral Dharma Lakshana were extremely rare. Some might even feel ashamed when standing before Qin Sang.
