Chapter 471: Crazy Xu Qing

Chapter 471: Crazy Xu Qing

In a sky as dark as evening, clouds seethed as the might of a god pulsed down onto Xu Qing in mountainous waves. Rumbling sounds filled his mind as he trembled from head to toe. He could no longer fly, and was forced down onto the ground of rotten flesh.

When he landed, his organs wrenched with pain inside of him, and he coughed up a massive mouthful of blood. Blood seeped out of his eyes, ears, nose, and mouth, and his body, unable to sustain the force, started cracking apart. Blood oozed out everywhere. In the blink of an eye, his white swordsage uniform became as red as blood. Intense pain filled him, and he struggled to lift his head and look off toward the horizon. He saw the sacrificial offering of hundreds of souls, and in addition, there were a dozen streams of green energy that looked like snakes or dragons.

It definitely appeared to be a rite or ceremony.

A sacrificial offering to a god....

This wasn’t his first time seeing a god. And yet, he still felt himself trembling from facing a higher level of life.

It was a paramount level of will that couldn’t be resisted. A godly might. It crushed down onto Xu Qing’s mind and caused splitting pain to fill his soul. Not even being surrounded by the power of his taboo poison core did anything.

This was different from the type he saw with that god’s eye in the ghast hollow, or when he dealt with Chu Tianqun’s god power. In those two situations, he had felt pressure that caused everything to twist and ripple. The world had grown blurry, and his flesh and blood had almost seemed to come alive, as if it wanted to rip away from him.

But the mighty power from this eye filled him with intense pain that made it seem like his soul was about to be shattered.

It’s similar to a god, but also dissimilar....

As the godly might weighed down, countless screams rose up from the imperial palace beneath the mountain of flesh. It sounded like a host of howling demons and devils.The source of this content can be connected to n0v3lb!n★

A host of deceased souls erupted from the palace, all of them pulsing with a terrifying aura. They were immeasurably vicious, with the smallest being dozens of meters tall and the largest hundreds. Some had the bodies of snakes, others had humanoid bodies. Each and every one emanated fluctuations that surpassed the phoenix Xu Qing had faced earlier. Obviously, the entities that qualified to come to this imperial palace and offer sacrifices to this god were people who, in life, had terrifying cultivation bases. Then the land churned as vicious zombies clawed their way into the open, pulsing with godliness. There were far too many to count!

This place was a major world belonging to Emperor Ancient Spirit. It was the burial place of his entire species. However, Xu Qing got the feeling that this wasn’t the only imperial palace in this world. There were more.

As the countless evil ghosts and zombies started approaching, a crazy look appeared in Xu Qing’s eyes.

His hand became semitransparent, and without the slightest hesitation he plunged it into his chest, to his fourth heavenly palace, where he grabbed the godsource of the violet moon. Then he yanked it out! Violet light erupted from his chest, just like it had in his fight with Chu Tianqun.

As Xu Qing’s words echoed out, and the violet moon sent out the signal, a bellow of rage erupted from the rift. It was different from the thunderous howl from before. It was the first true cry uttered by the eye since Xu Qing’s arrival.

Because of that cry, the zombies and ghosts around Xu Qing parted to form a path that led toward the imperial palace and the mountain of flesh.

Face completely expressionless, Xu Qing held the violet moon godsource aloft as he strode down the path. On either side of him were hosts of vicious, snarling zombies and ghosts. He ignored them. Godly might retreated in front of him until he reached the dilapidated imperial palace. After a moment of consideration, he entered the palace and walked to the staircase that led up the mountain of flesh.

He didn’t lower his hand at all the entire time. Nor did the crazy look ever leave his eyes. He climbed the steps until he was at the peak of the mountain of flesh. From there, he could see everything clearly.

The dome of heaven was split between two colors.

One was the original dark evening color that belonged to the major world. It filled about ninety percent of the sky. And within the churning clouds were numerous vicious ghost faces. Their continuous howls crackled like thunder. Occasionally, lightning bolts would fall, illuminating the mountain of flesh and the endless sea of zombies and souls. Rotting birds flew circles in the sky, glaring malevolently at Xu Qing. Their dark gray eyes were clearly full of death, and yet their decaying bodies emitted fluctuations of godliness. All of them had been holy beasts when alive.

There were dragons and snakes as well. The dragons soared in the clouds, and the snakes slithered on the ground. All were rotting. The distant Underworld River seethed as ancient entities within the water awoke and rose from the water. There were mist giants and zombie generals....

Further past all that, there were countless chariots and banners, pulsing with baleful auras that obfuscated the sky and enshrouded the land.

It was a shocking and ghastly sight.

All of this was just for one sacrifice in this major world. One could only imagine how intimidating and mighty the Ancient Spirits must have been in the past.

The other color in the sky was violet. It occupied only a small section of the sky, but it was very strong. It was like a nail stuck in the sky, and it continuously cast its brilliance out.

And that light was converging on the peak of the mountain of flesh, where Xu Qing stood with his right hand held high. At the moment, he was completely calm. Although he had that crazy look in his bloodshot eyes, he wasn’t unfamiliar with insane situations like this. Having accomplished so many big things with the Captain, he was used to it.

And right now, he was looking at that closed eye in the dome of heaven. That huge eye was mostly hidden, and it emanated a most ancient aura.

In front of that eye, hovering above the mountain peak, were hundreds of souls, and one of them looked like a young woman. It was Ling’er!

Surrounded by black soul light, she had her hands on her knees, and her head was bowed as she trembled. She seemed terrified and unwilling to look around. And because of the soul light surrounding her, she was apparently unable to sense what was happening around her.

When Xu Qing spotted the trembling Ling’er, the hand that held the violet moon tensed.