Chapter 1275

Amidst the echoing sound of the singing, Third Senior Brother's expression is confused, murmuring in a low voice.

"The black tower deceived me, making me think that the calling voice came from Ghost Emperor Mountain..."

"But I didn't know that the real calling voice came from here..."

"And this Taichu Liyou Pillar, I have also been here before, but at that time, I didn't have the sense I have today..."

Third Senior Brother's voice drifts in the wind and snow; Xu Qing understands that the reason for all this is actually the power of the God-Sovereign of the black tower.

It hoped that Third Senior Brother would merge with the Ghost Emperor.

So it not only deceived him but also transferred that calling voice to Ghost Emperor Mountain.

Although I don't know why the black tower valued the Ghost Emperor...

And although the Ghost Emperor is strong, that is for low-level cultivators; for higher levels, the cultivation base of Spirit Containment is not enough.

"Perhaps, there exist some origins I don't know about..."

Xu Qing is lost in thought, and at this moment, Third Senior Brother seems to have lost his soul; amidst the murmuring, he slowly walks toward the Ghost Cave.

At the edge of the cave entrance, without any pause...

He leaps in.

Xu Qing follows behind, stepping in.

Inside the pitch-black Ghost Cave, the singing sound is clearer, and there are even pieces of paper money drifting from the depths of the Ghost Cave.

And the foreign substance here is also extremely dense.

But Third Senior Brother does not pay attention to these, letting the foreign substance invade, letting the paper money fly around him; his figure moves toward the depths... faster and faster.

Just like his heart at this moment.

Waiting for life after life, it seems that everything is for this moment.

Lost memories, forgotten figures, at this instant, seem to trace back from time, reappear from reincarnation, and in his mind, outline a silhouette.

Thus, his expression is a bit excited, and his body is a bit trembling.

And watching all this, in Xu Qing's mind, another figure emerges.

That person also once, in the forbidden land on the edge of the scavenger camp in Nanhuangzhou, amidst the singing, looked at the lover walking over, and a similar expression, similar excitement, similar trembling appeared on his face.

"Captain Lei..."

Xu Qing murmurs in his heart, silently following behind Third Senior Brother.

Dispelling the foreign substance for him, blessing his speed for him.

Finally, inside the pitch-black Ghost Cave, a red lamp gradually appears, and after getting closer and closer... a wooden house presents itself in Third Senior Brother's eyes.

That is a wooden house permeated with decay, as if it has experienced countless years and is rotting.

The shape of the wooden house is a pentagon.

Each corner has a gray iron chain connected to the mud wall in the distance.

And on the five corners of the wooden house, where they connect with the iron chains, there exist several terrifying corpses.

One is soaking wet all over, rotting extremely severely, wearing a tattered black robe, as if it has experienced countless years, riddled with holes.

Another has its hands placed on its stomach, ripped open, revealing an abdominal cavity without internal organs.

The third one, different from the first two, has a red vine wrapped around its neck, tightly wrapped.

And the two ends of the vine are grabbed by the corpse's hands, pulling with all its might, strangling itself to death.

The fourth and fifth ones are also equally strange.

Where the former is located, a tombstone without words stands upright.

Under the tombstone lies the skeleton of an infant.

As for the fifth one... it is a corpse burned by fire, the appearance... Xu Qing is familiar with.

It is not the one he once saw, but the one who died here back then... Taisi Daozi.

"Gold for planing, wood for hanging, water for drowning, fire for burning, earth for burial."

Xu Qing says softly, then gazes at the wooden house suspended in mid-air by the five iron chains.

Inside the wooden house, there is a faint red light, reflecting the figure of a woman on the window paper.

And through the tattered parts of the window paper, one can see that it is a woman wearing a red opera costume; she is sitting by the window, at this moment extending her jade-white hands, scattering paper money outside.

Pieces of paper money scatter, rolled by the cold aura, drifting upward.

Just, at a certain moment, amidst the flying paper money, the extended hand suddenly pauses.

The singing sound also pauses at this instant.

"You... have come..."

A soft voice, carrying some bitterness, echoes from within the wooden house.

Third Senior Brother's body trembles, gazing at the figure reflected on the window paper.

"I came late..."

Murmuring, Third Senior Brother wants to push open the wooden house, but the door of the wooden house does not open in the slightest.

"Just sit outside and keep me company... that's enough..."

Inside the wooden house, the woman's voice also trembles.

Third Senior Brother nods, sitting outside the wooden house, gazing at the figure on the window paper; the memories in his mind churn one after another, but they remain blurred.

The love of seven lives finally comes to this life.

But he discovers that he only remembers the feeling, but has forgotten the person.

Xu Qing watches this scene, and there is also a sigh in his heart.

He does not know the story of Third Senior Brother and the woman of the Ghost Cave, but he knows the reason why the woman inside the wooden house does not truly meet Third Senior Brother.

Because, on the window paper, she is still in her prime.

But inside the wooden house, she is already a corpse.

This altar, this ritual, has never been five corpses...

It is six corpses!

She herself is the sixth corpse, the corpse of drowning love.

So they... need some time alone.

Thus Xu Qing moves his gaze away, falling toward the bottom of the wooden house.

Others cannot see, but in Xu Qing's eyes, everything here is incomparably clear, including the eye at the very bottom of the Ghost Cave that is trembling but dares not open in the slightest.

Back then, after this eye opened, it brought Xu Qing great pressure, putting him in a life-and-death crisis; if not for a helper, he would have been alienated and died.

But now, this eye is insignificant to Xu Qing.

"So, it came from Huangtian."

Xu Qing speaks softly; on this eye, he felt the fluctuation of the same bloodline as the Golden Crow Prince.

Thus he raises his hand and grabs slightly.

The next instant, the trembling divine eye is instantly affected, constantly shrinking, finally turning into the size of a fist, flying out, and landing in Xu Qing's palm.

The golden eye trembles more and more intensely.

Xu Qing does not pay attention to the divine eye in his hand; after putting it away, the foreign substance in this Ghost Cave loses its source and instantly becomes much scarcer.

Even the rotting wooden house slowly begins to show some vitality.

Gazing at the figure inside the wooden house, then looking at Third Senior Brother, Xu Qing's body slowly retreats.

Walking upward.

At the moment of leaving the Ghost Cave, Xu Qing pauses his steps, turning his head to look at a rock wall of the Ghost Cave.

There, a figure is trembling as she looks at him.

It is precisely the centipede woman who saved him back then.

Xu Qing's gaze is gentle; he raises his right hand and waves, and suddenly a touch of immortal source disperses, merging into the centipede woman's body, reshaping her foundation for her.

This centipede woman's body trembles violently; when she looks up again, Xu Qing's figure is no longer there.

Wind and snow still dance.

Time, like falling snowflakes, falls piece by piece.

Xu Qing ends his suppression of the Wanggu Continent and no longer appears in front of people easily.

However, the rise of the human race is already an inevitable trend; under the leadership of the Empress, the myriad races attach themselves, even those powerful races possessing gods are the same.

The gods within them mostly choose to hide.

Only the Yanyue Xuantian Race, with the return of the mud fox's split soul, after merging with the true body, becomes spirited, leaping above the sun and moon, and forming an alliance with the human race.

Assisting the human race to build a new era together.

In this process, there still exist some who try to resist; the entire Wanggu is actually like a sieve, and after the descent of the God's remnant face, it was infiltrated by all parties in various ways.

Among them, some come from the Ninth Star Ring, and some come from even more distant star rings.

But under the action of the mud fox, everything is solved smoothly; even if they encounter those who have connections with forces outside Wanggu, there are Zhou Zhengli and others who descend.

Thus, the whole process is incomparably smooth.

The unification of Wanggu is already a fact.

And while all these things are going on, Xu Qing does not spend long with old friends, but amidst Chen Erniu's anticipation, he comes with him... to the human empire, to the sealed...

Huangtian entrance!

On the Wanggu continent, the current Xu Qing, apart from the Heaven-Swallowing Domain, has basically swept through directly or indirectly, and there are no more major problems.

And the Huangtian that exists under the Wanggu continent...

It is also time to solve it.

In addition, First Senior Brother's true body is also in Huangtian.

"I tell you, Little Ah Qing, although you are awesome, your First Senior Brother, I, am also very awesome in Huangtian!"

At the entrance of the seal, Chen Erniu speaks proudly.

But just after he finishes speaking, someone beside him raises a hand and slaps him hard on the head.

"You're awesome, if you're so awesome, why don't you run out yourself? What kind of thing is it to jump out a clone!"

Seventh Master glares at Chen Erniu.

This time going to Huangtian, Seventh Master also came.

At this moment, he does not pay attention to Chen Erniu's grievance, but turns his head to look at Xu Qing with full kindness; the gratification in that gaze is as if the Xu Qing in front of him is his only disciple in this life.

"Good disciple, Seventh Master is more familiar with Huangtian; I will take you there, and it will be smoother."

"Those old guys back then couldn't kill that Huangtian God Emperor, so they could only seal him..."

"Thinking about it, he is not dead yet, and according to my later analysis, that God Emperor should not be at the God-Lord level, but he is infinitely close."

Xu Qing nods and bows respectfully.

"Sorry for the trouble, Master."

"No trouble, just like when I took you to the underground palace back then, this time, I will also take you to Huangtian!"

Seventh Master waves his hand, his smile even kinder.

And Chen Erniu, who seems to have been completely ignored on the side, feels sour in his heart and hurriedly speaks.

"Master, you are too biased; at that time, you took me and Little Ah Qing to the underground palace together, why don't you mention me at all now!"

"And... I am also familiar with this Huangtian, I am more familiar than you! Have you seen that God Emperor? I tell you, old man, I even specially went to see the place where the God Emperor was sealed, I was at that time..."

Chen Erniu is dissatisfied in his heart and starts clamoring, but before he can finish, Seventh Master kicks Chen Erniu hard toward the entrance.

"You bastard, since you like calling me old man, don't call me Master in the future; you are familiar with this Huangtian? Then you go in and scout the path first!"

Chen Erniu screams, his body falling into the seal entrance, and Seventh Master doesn't even look, smilingly looking at Xu Qing, holding Xu Qing's hand.

"Good disciple, let's go."