Chapter 316: Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman

If Qin Sang had remained at that spot, he would have already been dead beneath the sword.

The person wielding the sword had the cultivation of the middle stage of Foundation Building Realm!

Because of this, Qin Sang chose to flee toward Yu Dayue's direction instead of toward areas with fewer enemies.

He used his ebony sword to block the flying sword, narrowly evading the siege. As he moved forward, he saw Yu Dayue and a young man in black attire flying toward him. Both of them were in the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm.

By now, Qin Sang had been struck by lightning, his entire body charred and his skin peeled and burned. His face was deathly pale, his breathing unstable and weak, presenting the appearance of someone gravely injured. Yet, his eyes burned brightly, fixed unwaveringly on Yu Dayue, as if questioning him.

Why?

Yu Dayue's eyes flickered with unease, a trace of guilt surfacing. "Junior Brother Qin, hand over the treasures you obtained from the Heavenly Corpse Cave, and I promise to give you a swift end!"

Heavenly Corpse Cave?

Apart from the Heavenly Corpse Token, what other treasures have I obtained? Why wasn’t I aware of them myself?

This thought flashed through Qin Sang’s mind, but his figure did not pause for a moment, as if he hadn't heard Yu Dayue's words. Instead, his palm abruptly lifted, spreading open to reveal the Yin-Yang Luopan within. The luopan faced the two of them, its central yin-yang diagram spinning rapidly, faint black light flashing intermittently.

Yu Dayue and the young man in black both froze, alarmed. Qin Sang’s cultivation was a level higher than theirs; even though he was severely injured, they dared not let their guard down.

After all, a cornered beast could still lash out. Even if they managed to kill Qin Sang, one of them might perish in his desperate counterattack.

Qin Sang had been gravely wounded by a spirit talisman. They only needed to wear him down slowly to ensure his capture. Neither was willing to risk their lives unnecessarily. When the black light from the luopan shot forth, both quickly summoned their respective artifacts to defend themselves.

Yu Dayue wielded an octagonal bronze mirror, while the young man’s artifact was a multicolored parasol.

The black light surged forward. The young man's face slightly changed as he swiftly opened the parasol with a

whoosh

, shielding himself completely.

Yu Dayue, having never seen Qin Sang's Yin-Yang Luopan, also dared not be careless. The bronze mirror in his hands shone brilliantly. Like the young man, he placed it defensively in front of him, choosing not to counterattack.

The next moment, the black light arrived.

Boom!

The black light failed to pierce the multicolored parasol or the octagonal bronze mirror, but the powerful repelling force it carried caught both of them off guard.

Their bodies involuntarily staggered and were thrown sideways, creating a gap in their tightly woven encirclement.

At the same time, Qin Sang took a sharp breath, his face flushing a deep red. Seizing the opportunity, he dashed forward with the black light, exploiting the gap to escape the encirclement.

He appeared to have exhausted all his strength, clinging to this narrow chance to flee, even abandoning his ebony sword in the process.

It seemed Qin Sang was willing to sacrifice even his life-bound spiritual sword for survival.

"Quick! Don’t let him escape!"

Yu Dayue and the young man in black hurriedly extricated themselves from the black light, stabilizing their figures. But it was already too late to stop Qin Sang. They shouted in panic.

The middle-stage Foundation Building cultivator, who appeared to be in his forties or fifties, had a sinister gaze and a long scar running across his face, giving him an exceptionally fierce appearance. It was unclear if the scar was intentionally kept to add to his menacing demeanor.

The scar-faced man had missed his strike. Before he could reach Qin Sang, he saw him escape the encirclement. His brows furrowed deeply, and he let out a cold snort, muttering a curse under his breath.

"You're injured by my Thunderbolt Strike Talisman, let’s see where you think you can run!"

With a sneer, the scar-faced man summoned his flying sword and then leaped onto it, his sword light flaring brilliantly as he chased after Qin Sang at a speed far exceeding the Qin Sang's evasion technique.

Unexpectedly, just as Qin Sang was about to break past Yu Dayue and the young man’s blockade, he came to an abrupt halt.

Turning around, he faced the rapidly approaching scar-faced man directly!

In the next moment, a thunderous roar of a Jiao erupted, echoing through the heavens and earth. Under the astonished gazes of the onlookers, the soul of a Jiao emerged from Qin Sang's Qihai, roaring as it soared into the sky.

With the Jiao coiling around him, Qin Sang left a faint afterimage in place. His body shot forward like lightning, moving with a speed that far exceeded the expectations of his pursuers. In an instant, he appeared directly before the scar-faced man!

For the past three years, the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman had been meticulously nurtured, with all its cracks completely mended, and the Jiao spirit restored to its peak condition. When wielding this talisman, Qin Sang’s speed was on par with that of Wandering Man’s Spiritual Bamboo Flying Boat, boasting an evasion speed comparable to that of a late-stage Foundation Building cultivator.

With the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman in his possession, if Qin Sang truly wished to escape, there was no way his opponents could detain him.

However, after breaking free from their encirclement, he was left with only two choices.

The first option was to concede for now, fleeing to safety in one breath. Afterward, whether he retaliated personally or reported the matter to his sect, he could take his time settling the score with Yu Dayue.

But this would also mean exposing the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman. Even if Yu Dayue and his two companions didn’t recognize it immediately, a deliberate investigation could uncover clues, leaving Qin Sang with a deadly threat in the future.

The second option was to employ a strategy similar to how he killed Luo Xingnan—first escaping to feign exhaustion, then secretly activating the talisman astra or the Yan Luo Array of Ten Directions.

But the circumstances this time were entirely different!

Previously, Qin Sang had only been in the early stage of the Foundation Building Realm, and Luo Xingnan, relying on his talisman astra, had been overconfident and careless. Moreover, Luo Xingnan had been alone, and Qin Sang had Shangguan Lifeng as an ally.

This time, the situation was reversed. Qin Sang was alone, while the opposing side had three fully capable cultivators who could support one another. Once they formed a complete formation, even the Yan Luo Banner of Ten Directions might not be enough to eliminate all three.

Furthermore, Yu Dayue already knew that Qin Sang possessed a talisman astra. He would be exceptionally cautious and would not easily fall victim to a sneak attack.

Thus, the moment the unexpected unfolded, Qin Sang made his decision. Now that the three were split into two groups, this was the best opportunity.

Qin Sang’s chosen first target was neither Yu Dayue nor the young man in black but rather the middle-stage Foundation Building Realm cultivator.

Because he had only one chance. Once the Nine-Dragon Heavenly Chariot Talisman and the Yin-Yang Luopan were exposed, it would be almost impossible to achieve a similar element of surprise again.

Strike the leader to capture the band!

As long as this man was killed, the entire situation could be reversed, and the remaining two would no longer pose a significant threat.

Yu Dayue and the other two finally realized that Qin Sang’s injuries were not as severe as they had appeared. When Qin Sang had been engulfed by the pillar of light, none of them had seen the malevolent corpse acting as his scapegoat.

The most shocked of all was the scar-faced man. From the moment Qin Sang turned around, he sensed that something was amiss, and his instincts screamed of danger. Yet he hadn’t anticipated that Qin Sang’s speed would be so astonishing.

In the blink of an eye, the scar-faced man saw Qin Sang rapidly closing the distance.

Caught in the middle of an all-out pursuit, the scar-faced man found it impossible to halt his evasion light or retreat in time. To make matters worse, Qin Sang flipped the Yin-Yang Luopan in his palm.

𝙛𝒓𝓮𝙚𝔀𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝒐𝒎

A burst of white light flashed.

The scar-faced man felt an immense suction force envelop him, rendering him unable to escape. Instead of stopping, he was pulled forward even faster.

The gap between the two shrank in an instant. Qin Sang’s face loomed mere steps away, his icy gaze piercing straight into the scar-faced man’s soul.

Faced with this perilous situation, the scar-faced man, after a brief moment of panic, grew even more ferocious. His expression twisted into one of unrelenting malice.