s of things, mostly without much substance. Qin Sang sorted them by category and finally selected those related to spiritual veins, spiritual eyes, and spiritual springs, then patiently began to read...Within sight, the earth seemed to have been torn apart, with ravines crisscrossing like veins. The cliffs between the two ravines varied in height, most of them with extremely thin tops, resembling blades, making it difficult to stand on.

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> Separated by just a sheer cliff, each ravine boasts a unique and distinct ecosystem.

Some areas are covered in lush grass and winding streams, while others have rushing rivers. Some ancient trees stand tall, even taller than the cliffs, and there are also many bare patches of desolate red soil or rock. When two canyons merge or intersect, even more complex and magnificent scenes appear, leaving people wondering how such a unique landscape was formed.

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This place is perfect for an ambush.

If a demon beast lair were hidden in any of the canyons, it would be extremely difficult to find. The cliffs at the top are definitely not to be traversed.

Qin Sang stood on the edge for a while, feeling a bit of emotion in his heart. He took out the jade pendant, aimed in a direction, and jumped into a ravine. He dared not recklessly ride the wind anymore, only using the cloud escape technique to travel.

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These ravines were chaotic and winding. Qin Sang was forced to take a long detour, frequently correcting his direction. Fortunately, he was never robbed by demonic beasts, but he also didn't encounter any cultivators.

Qin Sang had been running in the chasm for more than an hour, but he still hadn't gotten out. He couldn't help but feel agitated and frustrated. He concealed his figure, climbed to the top of a cliff, but all he saw before him was still the endless chasm. He was completely exasperated.

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After surveying the terrain ahead, Qin Sang couldn't help but let out a soft '咦'. In front of them were dozens of ravines that resembled the mouths of gourds, converging at one point before dispersing again. All sorts of different landforms converged there, and it must have been quite unique.

Qin Sang looked in the direction, right on the path indicated by the arrow, and darted towards it. Just as he was about to reach the entrance of Hulu's mouth, his figure suddenly stopped.

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Then, a cloud of mist suddenly appeared around Qin Sang's body, and he immediately used his Luoyun Wings to conceal his figure. With a flash, he dodged behind a rock.

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Only at the mouth of the gourd, where several valleys flowed with streams that converged into a pool. The water in the pool was crystal clear, and there were all kinds of flowers, grasses, and trees along the shore, but a person was lying by the edge of the pool.

In the ravine where Qin Sang stood, there were only low shrubs. He saw the person at a glance.

This man had messy hair and was wearing a white robe. He lay face down on the grass, completely still. There was a trail of bloody footprints behind him, very chaotic, leading all the way into the woods.

This person's white robe was severely damaged, stained with patches of dark red blood, which was very conspicuous. No wounds could be seen, so it was estimated that they were injured either in the chest or abdomen.

One can imagine that this person must have fled here after being severely injured. Due to the severity of his injuries, he stumbled and limped, eventually collapsing from exhaustion by the edge of the pool. Judging by the color of the bloodstains on the white robe, it seems he had been dead for some time. His opponent did not pursue him because the pouch at his waist was still intact.

Although it seemed like an easy way to get a bargain, Qin Sang's face showed no hint of joy, but instead was somber and thoughtful.

Before Shen Jing's ordeal, Qin Sang had never dared to underestimate any cultivator, even those who seemed utterly powerless. After all, in this desolate ravine, the sudden appearance of a corpse was truly bizarre.

He stared intently at the pond's surroundings. The water flowed softly, birds chirped, and there was no sign of anything unusual. Qin Sang was just about to condense a clone to investigate when suddenly his heart moved. After pondering for a moment, he quietly retreated to the mouth of the valley, found a hidden spot, took out the Huoshen Mirror, and set up a mirror formation before finally feeling at ease.

It's better to be careful.

After all, one only has one life. Not every crisis can be solved by relying on the Jade Buddha.

Back in the valley, Qin Sang hid to gather his strength and form a clone. The clone emerged from behind the rocks and dashed towards the pool of water.

The avatar swept to the edge of the pond without any hindrance, squatted down and touched the white-robed man's body. With a gentle lift, he saw a huge blood hole on his abdomen, with shredded flesh and entrails spilling out, forming a pool on the ground. He was already dead.

> Maybe I'm just too afraid of death.

Qin Sang's face twitched with a hint of self-deprecating amusement, just as he was about to order his clone to take the white-robed man's pouch. Suddenly, a wave of alarm washed over him, followed by a piercing whistle from above.

A rainbow of seven colors plunged from the sky, hurtling straight towards his hiding place, as swift as lightning.

In the midst of the rainbow, a spear stood out clearly!

Qin Sang was startled, and without hesitation, he raised the Wind of Phantom Support, flashing out from behind the rocks in a hurry.

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'Boom!'

The rock shattered into pieces, and the ground was directly blasted by the arrows into a deep pit. The spiritual energy storm whipped up debris and grass, creating chaos.

A chill ran down Qin Sang's spine as he realized just how close they had been. If he hadn't taken cover behind the boulder, he would have been severely injured if not killed outright!

Qin Sang's gaze quickly searched, and finally found the archer at the top of the cliff. This person was young and dressed in fine clothes. He stood proudly on the cliff, like a graceful young master.

A young man in fine attire held a bow, its strings seemingly made of some kind of monster sinew. The bow itself was crafted from an unknown material, shimmering with a rainbow-like seven-colored aura. Five colorful gems were inlaid upon it, and the lingering spiritual energy on the bow was palpable – it was clearly a top-grade magical artifact.

This terrifying arrow just now, it must have been shot from this bow!

The young man in fine armor hung his head low, staring at Qin Sang. This sneak attack had been dodged by Qin Sang, and he seemed quite surprised. He immediately raised his precious bow again, aiming it at Qin Sang.

Seeing the young man in fine attire's movements, Qin Sang's heart suddenly sank. He knew he couldn't be a target in the chasm, so he decisively drew his Chi Long sword from his back, gusts of wind surged beneath his feet, and his figure shot out like lightning, rushing up the cliff face in the blink of an eye.

The stylish young man didn't expect Qin Sang to be able to erupt with such incredible speed in an instant. He was startled and immediately raised his bow to shoot.

This treasure bow surprisingly didn't require arrows. The young man in fine attire simply hooked his finger onto the bowstring. A glow circulated on the treasure bow, and the light instantly converged into an arrow.

'Whoosh!'

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The arrow flew straight toward Qin Sang's face, its momentum no less than before.

Qin Sang's figure flashed, narrowly dodging an arrow. Immediately another followed, the angle extremely tricky, leaving no room to evade.

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Qin Sang was helpless. His divine sense couldn't support the simultaneous use of two high-grade magic artifacts, so he had to disperse his ghostly form. Fortunately, the top of this cliff was very wide and could stand on it. Qin Sang landed on the ground, raised his Chi Dragon Sword, and calmly faced the situation.

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The spinning arrow trailed a rainbow of light, like a comet streaking across the sky.

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Qin Sang's eyes were fixed on the arrowhead, and he suddenly slashed out with his sword. The frost dragon on the blade roared with a deafening roar, charging forward fiercely.

‘Boom!’

Just as a deafening roar echoed, the Chimera Dragon's cold air collided head-on with the seven-colored arrows. The two beams of light surged suddenly, neither giving an inch to the other. After a moment, they both dimmed simultaneously, ending in a stalemate.

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