The monstrous bird’s strength rivaled that of an early-stage Spiritual Infant cultivator. If Qin Sang unleashed the Lightning Control Technique, then joined forces with Bai, his incarnation, and the Two-Headed Hou, he might have had a chance to drive the bird back. But doing so would inevitably alarm the ferocious beasts below and draw Old Devil Mou’s attention. In the worst case, he would be forced to make a choice.0

With the Soul-Nourishing Wood in hand, his cultivation would no longer be hindered. He believed that the next time he entered Seven-Kill Hall, he could traverse the path of swords on his own strength.0

But the longer one lingered, the greater the risk of unforeseen changes. Who could guarantee what might happen decades later? Escaping smoothly now was...0