Chapter 655: Xu Qing’s Forbidden Region, Howling Godchildren

Chapter 655: Xu Qing’s Forbidden Region, Howling Godchildren

They had magenta carapaces, were as stooped as a crescent moon, had triangular heads, and emanated a terrifying aura. They had six limbs with razor-sharp claws at the end, and long tails that made up about half their body and could smash through just about any obstacle. Running down each back, from head to the tips of the tail, was a row of crimson spikes that glowed with crimson light that matched the redness of the sky.

These were the godchildren. At the moment, they were pouring out of the chasms in the Bitter Life Mountains and were spreading through the mountain range. They were embodiments of chaos, insanity, and hunger. They ate anything in their path, and whenever they smelled flesh or blood, their eyes lit up with greed, and they would follow that scent wherever it led them, usually into the sects or cities that filled the Bitter Life Mountains.

From high in the air, they created red rivers snaking through the mountains. Horrifying howls filled heaven and earth.

When cultivators heard them, they shivered in dread. When mortals heard them, they wallowed in terror. And in the end, mortals and cultivators alike knew that there was no escape.

A huge battle was about to start in the Bitter Life Mountains. One organization after another activated their spell formations. Cultivators shouted rallying cries as they prepared to defend against the monsters.

The entire Wind Guardian species were ready to fight. The red tide swept toward them. Clearly, some of the godchildren had been thrown into a frenzy by the smell of flesh, and were rushing forward with claws and fangs bared.

However, even as the trembling cultivators in the Bitter Life Mountains prepared to put everything on the line, and just as the fighting was about to break out, a cold harrumph rang down from the dome of heaven. It was a sound filled with astonishing mightiness, and sounded almost like thunder to the people in the mountains. In fact, they were so dazed they couldn’t do anything except stand there. And before they could recover their senses, the monstrous godchildren shivered, looked up into the sky, and howled shrilly.

Their howls didn’t do them any good. It was as if an invisible hand had fallen from the sky, covering the Bitter Life Mountains and exerting immense pressure on the godchildren. A boom rang out as countless godchildren exploded. Agonized shrieks could be heard as they were crushed into bloody pastes. None survived.

As the Bitter Life Mountains shook violently, the cultivators from the local sects and organizations looked up with wide eyes and pounding hearts. High in the sky, they saw three figures. The one who had just taken action was in the middle, and he looked like an old grandpa.

“Inkrule,” the Heir Apparent said.

The air rippled as Patriarch Inkrule teleported into place. The moment he appeared, he clasped hands and bowed. “Your humble servant is here!”

The cultivators below noticed him. Most of them had seen Patriarch Inkrule before, and even those who had never seen him knew his name. In the Bitter Life Mountains, he was considered the best of the best.

“You lead people to take care of the rest of the beasts,” the Heir Apparent said.

But... with Xu Qing present, none of that mattered. They couldn’t measure up to the poison. Nor could they match the personhood of the mutagen. The result was a foregone conclusion: this was going to be a massacre.

Xu Qing strode forward into the crowd of monsters, his gaze erupting with taboo poison, and the golden crow laying waste to everything around him. Daybreak light shone, wiping away any outside invasion and driving off any magical techniques. Occasionally, a projection of the Ghost Emperor mountain would send crushing pressure down from above. The heavenly dao bluegreen dragon swished through the air, madly devouring the godchildren.

Xu Qing was like the ambassador of death as he moved about, leaving behind nothing but mangled corpses. The only downside was that no one was present to witness it. Had there been, they would have been astonished to the ultimate degree.

Right now, Xu Qing hardly even resembled a cultivator. His pitch black eyes and completely expressionless face seemed more like that of a god.

After enough time had passed for an incense stick to burn, the entire area was so blurry that it was impossible to see things clearly. It seemed... that the place was transforming into a forbidden region. Of course, most forbidden regions were places of bitterness and suffering for intelligent species. In contrast, this forbidden region was full of screaming godchildren.

Gradually, the trembling godchildren shrank away, their fear so extreme that it suppressed their other instincts.

Xu Qing observed all of it calmly.

These godchildren can only be dealt with using god magic. Without the power of a god, a cultivator would have a very difficult time dealing with them. Each one is a source of mutagen. In that case, I wonder what my violet moon power will do.

Xu Qing closed his eyes, whereupon blood drops floated out from him. In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing himself disappeared, replaced by a giant blood-colored vortex. Red moon authority erupted from within, along with a god trove. It became like a blood-colored canopy that spread out to cover all of the godchildren.

However, before anything else could happen... the godchildren started trembling. Ceasing their howling, they bowed their heads toward Xu Qing in the form of the blood canopy. They even whimpered. It sounded very strange when compared to their previous howling. The sound of it contained traces of intimacy and surrender.

Xu Qing’s face appeared in the blood canopy as he looked down at the groveling godchildren. A moment later, Xu Qing’s form appeared again. As he walked amongst the godchildren, they seemed incredibly meek, almost like pets. Some even offered their heads for him to walk along as a path.

The Heir Apparent said that these godchildren came to exist during Crimson Mother’s godly ascension. That sounds like a bit of a generalization. In fact, I wonder if they actually aren’t Crimson Mother’s children, but rather, children of the red moon. What if they’re actually random impurities that resulted when Crimson Mother seized the red moon?

Reaching out, he put his hand onto one of the godchildren’s heads.

1. Xu Qing plundered Crimson Mother’s essence in chapter 361. ☜