Chapter 923: A Small Film

Chapter 923: A Small Film

Inside the cave, Xu Qing became a streak of light that shot toward the golden rat. 40,000,000 soul threads swept out to form a major world, giving him stupefying momentum.

Feng Lintao took a deep breath as five major worlds appeared around him, three illusory and two corporeal. All of them shone with different colored light as he closed in aggressively on the golden rat.

Lan Yao acted in kind. A storm of flower petals spun around her, turning into an eight-colored peacock that threw its head back, sucked in the surrounding energy of heaven and earth, expanded to a size of 300 meters, and then shot toward the golden rat.

The corpse puppet, not concerned with dying, charged toward the enemy.

Attacks came from four different directions, all them directed at the golden rat. There was an impressive amount of killing force on display. Rumbling sounds echoed out, and the walls of the cave shook so violently it seemed they might collapse. The ruins below crumbled and fell, and countless withered roots collapsed into ashes.

Yet the golden rat showed no sign of fear. Whether in terms of its fleshly body or its godliness, it was at the peak of what a godly entity could be, and was just a sliver away from being able to form godfire. Destructive power converged on the golden rat, but golden light surged out explosively to protect it.

In the blink of an eye, the entire cave was stained with the color gold. Devastating mightiness existed within that golden light.

When it hit Xu Qing’s major world of 40,000,000 soul threads, it collapsed. Then the light’s mountain-toppling, sea-draining force slammed into Xu Qing himself, causing blood to spray out of his mouth as he staggered backward. The golden light also ripped Feng Lintao’s major worlds to shreds, then hit him and threw him backward.

It was the same with Lan Yao. Her eight-colored peacock was wiped out, and her face drained of color as she fell back and did her best to defend herself.

As for the corpse puppet.... It shivered when the golden light struck. Then the golden rat appeared in front of it, opened its mouth, and bit down with its pitch black teeth. A loud crunching sound rang out. The rat gobbled down half of the entire corpse puppet, then head-butted the remaining half, sending it smashing into the nearby wall. It was destroyed.

Xu Qing and the other two cultivators were shocked by the sight of it.

After wiping out the puppet, the golden rat didn’t continue fighting with Xu Qing and the others. Instead, it looked back at the passageway, its eyes shining fiercely.

“If that’s all the two of you can do,” Xu Qing said grimly, all while backing up, “then I might as well bow out now!”

This golden rat was just too terrifying for him to deal with. If he kept fighting, he could easily end up dead. Just that flash of light moments ago had crushed his major world. Then the rat destroyed that puppet. While Xu Qing could probably hold his own for a while, the price to pay would be enormous.

“Hold on a moment, Fellow Daoist Firedark,” Feng Lintao said, looking at the rat. “There’s something off about this golden rat. It seems like it’s only concerned with blocking our path. Perhaps there’s something inside the Fardark Cistern that it values. Or maybe it also wants to get into the cistern.”

Xu Qing stopped in place.

Rumbling booms echoed out as the barrier flickered. More cracks appeared. Both Xu Qing and Feng Lintao coughed up blood, but they were still able to keep the rat at bay.

The golden rat was starting to devolve into madness. Suddenly lurching to a halt midair, its golden hair stood on end, then began to shoot off its body like golden needles that headed directly toward Xu Qing and Feng Lintao. They moved with incredible speed, becoming like a golden tempest of destruction. More booms rang out as the violet barrier held strong for a few breaths of time. But then the cracks spread out so extensively that it collapsed.

The faces of Xu Qing and Feng Lintao fell. Neither one knowing whether the other had much strength left, they both fell back. As of now, it was going to be difficult for them to stand as dharma protectors.

Meanwhile, the golden needles bore down on Lan Yao. Just when it seemed like they might hit her, she opened her eyes. Looking furious, she waved her hand, causing the nine eyes on the mirror to also open. Considering that she was taking action right when necessary, it obviously called into question the truthfulness of her previous statement about needing a certain amount of time.

When the nine eyes on the mirror opened, nine streams of black light shot out, gazes that turned from illusory into corporeal in an instant. At the same time, a majestic force filled the area, causing the golden needles to stop moving.

The gazes locked onto the golden rat, and it shivered as it was locked into place in midair. Its aura surged as it struggled to break free.

“I can only keep it trapped for the time it takes an incense stick to burn. And if anything touches it during that time, it will break free!” Lan Yao spat out a mouthful of blood onto the mirror, and the nine eyes became even more demonic in appearance. Then she backed up, ignoring the mirror as she rushed toward the passageway.

Feng Lintao did the same, moving as fast as he could. Xu Qing blinked a few times, then followed.

In an instant, they disappeared, becoming streaks of light piercing through the passageway.

The golden rat wasn’t there to block their path, but time was limited. Neither Lan Yao nor Feng Lintao had any duplicitous plans, and thus, everyone went through the passageway without any trouble. It didn’t take long to reach the end of the passageway.

There, they found a cave. It wasn’t very large, only about 300 meters from end to end. The walls were covered with crude marks that were evidence of the hasty manner in which the cave had been dug out years ago.

In the middle of it was a small cistern of liquid that was hardly more than a meter wide, above which hung a green root. As the three of them entered, a drop of liquid fell from the root into the pool. A pinging sound echoed out.

Xu Qing, Lan Yao, and Feng Lintao looked at the ripples that then spread across the surface. There was an egg in the cistern. What was more, the liquid of the cistern emanated a fragrant aroma that filled the area.

Xu Qing inhaled deeply, and suddenly felt his mind become very clear. In fact, the godly authority in the void soil within him stirred as a result. Countless laws of godly authority swirled within his mind and heart. Even Xu Qing was amazed by the effects.

“Holy fardark nectar!” Feng Lintao murmured. He and Lan Yao were both struggling to control their breathing.

However, as all three of them looked at the cistern, various expressions flashed across their faces. After all, it looked like there wasn’t very much holy fardark nectar inside.... In fact, there was only a small film at the bottom.