Chapter 1182

The starry sky shuddered!

The stretching of the Sea Grass's body also reached its limit at this moment. Even with the cooperation of those dozens of ascenders fighting against the gods, the gap in strength between the two sides...

Made it impossible for this battle to be balanced.

So, almost the moment Xu Qing and the others made their move, the time delayed by the Sea Grass also reached its limit. Amidst a roar, the Sea Grass's blockade collapsed.

The huge leaves rolled back and dissipated in the starry sky.

Including those ascenders who had exhausted all their strength, they all had their own injuries and had to retreat.

Thus, the area that had been isolated was opened, and those gods who had been blocked also rushed in abruptly.

Only... the moment they rushed in, these gods all had their divine souls shaken.

They no longer remembered that there had been two peak Divine Platform entities as commanders.

In their cognition, there was only one.

And this one was now in a miserable state!

In its skin, strange totems appeared; those were mountains.

This was Yuan Shan, containing the weight of the Constitution, sealing the body with the power of ten thousand mountains!

On its body, burning iron chains were wrapped. Each one was shining with the light of order and radiating the might of Heavenly Principles, as if it were erupting with the power of judgment at every moment.

On its chest, flesh and blood gathered, and a huge eye grew out!

This eye was evil and strange, filled with bloodshot veins. That was the Constitution of Zhou Zhengli, suppressing the divine soul and cutting off the soul path!

As for its back, a red flower bloomed; that was the Constitution of Li Mengtu.

Additionally, a Remnant Sword was pierced into the position of its heart.

This sword pierced through the heart of this Divine Platform.

Greed and madness continued to erupt.

Besides these, there was the curse from the Poison Prohibition, turning into wisps of black mist, enveloping the god's entire body, invading at every moment, causing this god extreme pain.

There was also endless sound, eternally echoing in its ears and mind, using sound to raise malevolence, torturing everything.

At the same time, all the divine blood in its body was reversing, causing the god's state to wither continuously.

And the most critical thing was the iron spike at the center of its brow!

Xu Qing had two iron spikes.

One was left by him on the Eastern Wanggu Continent, with the Jin Gang Sect Ancestor as the artifact soul, guarding Zixuan for him.

The other was forged for him in the Fifth Star Ring by the disciple of the Nine Shores Immortal Lord, fusing Xu Qing's own Constitution, capable of entering and overlapping space-time, resonating with him in numerous space-times!

Within it, it contained Heavenly Principle dust, which made this iron spike extremely high in status, possessing "weight."

This weight, quasi-immortals revere!

Therefore, this second iron spike could be called the strongest Constitution treasure Xu Qing currently possessed!

And it came with "no space," meaning others could not drive it!

Hence, its nailing sealed space-time, isolating this peak Divine Platform entity outside of time, not within space-time.

Thoroughly suppressed!

Afterward, as the iron spike embedded in the brow shone, this peak Divine Platform entity disappeared instantly in the eyes of the gods.

Imprisoned within "no space"!

This scene brought an incomparably intense sense of shock to the gods. After a brief silence, following the killing-intent-filled gazes of Xu Qing and the others, this great battle erupted again.

This was the plan Xu Qing and his group had originally set.

Suppress the Divine Platform first, then strike while the iron is hot!

When fighting gods, one must never show weakness!

If you don't fight, fine; once you engage, you must kill with momentum.

Especially in the current situation, it was even more necessary to do so.

Because even though Xu Qing and the others had solved the peak Divine Platform entity, the overall gap between the two sides still existed.

So in this battle, it was necessary to fight for momentum!

Innate gods have no emotions, but they have the instinct of life.

That is the obsession with living, that is the avoidance of death.

To truly solve this crisis, they had to kill out the gods' instinct for death.

So in an instant, a battle more intense than before erupted in this starry sky.

Gradually, blood color stained the starry sky.

Divine blood and cultivators' blood did not mix, each spreading.

And the smell of blood also filled the void.

The slaughter turned this place into a purgatory.

Piercing sounds, roars, wails, as well as the collision of techniques and divine arts, the interweaving of Constitution and divine authority, continued to rise in this area.

They were killing madly!

Whether it was Li Mengtu or Yuan Shansu, they were all covered in blood, their injuries severe; they had already exhausted all their strength.

Especially Yuan Shansu, whose face was pale at this moment, and whose Constitution was unstable.

As for Zhou Zhengli, he was the same, and even more severe.

His seven orifices were bleeding, and Xie Lingzi's body was also trembling, his life fire dim, as if a large amount of vitality had been drained.

And Xing Huanzi, his order chains had also lost their luster, now barely holding on.

Qianjun Piyi were even swaying as they flew, and they didn't even have the strength to curse in their hearts anymore.

A sense of fatigue, accompanied by injuries, continued to erupt on them like a tide.

And around them, besides divine corpses, there were also the broken limbs and incomplete remains of ascenders.

But... the slaughter continued.

Xu Qing's figure was like a messenger of death. Wherever he passed, he stirred up bursts of slaughter. The eruption of his space-time Constitution and the large amount of space-time appearing on him made him a nightmare for the gods in this place.

But no matter how terrifying a nightmare is, there is always a moment of waking up. The fatigue of Xu Qing's group was causing the rhythm of this nightmare's waking to accelerate.

Fortunately... the instinct for death arrived faster than the waking of the nightmare.

After the total number of dead gods reached nearly half, the instinctual avoidance of death of the remaining gods emerged from within their divine souls.

The capture of their commander and the large number of deaths finally caused a god to retreat in silence and disappear into the void.

Seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages is the instinct of all life.

Gods are even more so.

If those two peak Divine Platform entities were still there, they could still be driven by the might of higher gods, but now... the coldness in the gods' bones made them choose to leave.

Thus, soon, the second god disappeared.

In the time that followed, similar things happened frequently, and the gods here dispersed one after another.

This intense slaughter also gradually decreased in scale.

Until finally, the battlefield became quiet.

There was not a single god left.

Only Xu Qing and the others stood in the starry sky, both their bodies and minds falling into endless fatigue, and their numbers... had also plummeted.

Looking at it one by one.

No longer fifty-something.

Only less than twenty remained.

Each was in a miserable state.

Even so, every one of those remaining had malevolent Qi filling their bodies, and every one of their eyes contained blood color.

They had been with Xu Qing all the way, first experiencing the Huntian Universe, then looting source quality together, suppressing the Divine Prison together, and entering the battlefield together.

During this time, they did not go with the ascenders who left, but chose Xu Qing.

Until this moment, those who survived were like soldiers tempered a hundred times; every one of them was an edge!

Looking at them, Xu Qing was silent for a moment, then spoke in a low, hoarse voice.

"We, go!"

Once his words were spoken, Xu Qing no longer borrowed the Mud Fox's body, turned around, and flickered, heading straight into the distance.

The others were silent, but their movements were not sluggish in the slightest, turning into long rainbows and following behind.

Looking from afar, they were like a pack of wolves!

Disappearing into the starry sky with Xu Qing.

Just like that, time passed.

The slaughter in the left-wing war zone continued, and it became more and more intense. Gods from other war zones stepped in one after another, and the hidden cultivator army also appeared one after another.

Making the entire central part of the left-wing war zone a true meat grinder.

The universes where the Dao banners were located became dust.

The divine legions became remains.

Along with countless cultivators, they were buried together by the starry sky, including those ascenders who had once left Xu Qing's group.

Ascenders are indeed seeds, but in this war, they are also insignificant.

Because only those who grow up are true seeds!

Those who die are just fake seeds.

Thus, the blood light radiating from the center of this left-wing war zone became brighter and brighter, finally becoming a torch in the dark night, attracting all gazes and attention.

The goals of both sides seemed to have been gradually achieved to varying degrees.

Compared to the overall war zone, the two peak Divine Platform entities that disappeared became insignificant, even if that divine squad avoided the battle and was crippled, it was the same.

Before the bright light, dust was not seen.

Therefore, no existence noticed that on the edge of this increasingly bright light, Xu Qing and his group, who had merged into the darkness and were full of fatigue, were gradually moving away.

Slowly approaching the edge of the central left-wing war zone and the front line.

And the closer they got to here, the more empty the starry sky was, and the heterogeneous quality also became thinner.

Until a certain moment, when they sensed that the heterogeneous quality around them had completely disappeared, the Immortal Spirit aura once again enveloped Xu Qing and his group.

There were ripples in everyone's eyes.

They had rushed out of the central war zone.

Stepping into... the front-line war zone of the left wing!

From afar, one could see the barrier formed by the cultivators' techniques standing in front.

This barrier was boundless, continuous, and shining with brilliant light.

"Finally, we are out."

Looking at these, Zhou Zhengli murmured. His eyes were now dark red, and his injuries were not light.

Others were the same, and at this moment, because they had arrived here and saw the cultivator barrier in the distance, they breathed a slight sigh of relief.

And looking around, the starry sky here was bright and brilliant with starlight. This was because the Dao banners here were still present, so there was no heterogeneous quality, and the Immortal Spirit was rich.

At the same time, for Xu Qing and his group, this abundant Immortal Spirit aura also became a supplement to their severe injuries at this moment.

However, it was clear that here, they were still not truly safe, so Xu Qing and his group only rested briefly before moving forward immediately.

All the way, they approached the vast barrier formed by the cultivators' techniques ahead.

Until an hour later, the moment they approached the barrier, a vast thought, carrying solemnity and majesty, spread from within the barrier, instantly enveloping Xu Qing and the others.

Accompanying this thought was a slightly surprised voice.

"Who comes!"

This sound echoed in the minds of Xu Qing and his group like thunder, causing them to stop one after another.

Xu Qing stepped forward and spoke in a low voice.

"We are the Nine Shores Heaven Planning Material Division squad, under the orders of the Nine Shores Immortal Lord, delivering the collected source quality to the front-line war zone!"