Chapter 315: Meeting Under the Moon

All the magic treasures in this world, even taboo treasures, no matter how powerful they are, cannot compare to the power of the gaze formed after the god's remnant face opens its eyes.

Because that is the look of a god.

No matter how great the power of a great cultivator, even if their divine abilities and Dao techniques can change the world, they still cannot compare to... the god's remnant face in the sky.

Because that is the crushing of life levels, that is the death talisman hanging over the heads of the myriad races on the entire Wanggu Continent.

And the level determines everything.

At this moment, as the wooden box was opened, as that invisible and formless light was released, the sky changed color, and the clouds and mist rolled violently, as if they had turned into an angry sea surging.

The earth was plunged into unprecedented blur, and everything seen was unclear.

Vaguely, there seemed to be murmurs that shook the soul echoing in this world, making people unstable, spinning in all directions, roaring in ferocious pain and madness.

I don't know if this murmur blurred the world, or if the world was distorted because of this light. The range of the Eight Sect Alliance, at this instant, was incomparably blurred and distorted.

In this blur and distortion, all things seemed to be shaking.

Bursts of rich alien quality, like forbidden zones, appeared out of thin air.

From the ground, from the river water, from the gravel.

From every brick and tile, from everything in food, from everything in objects, from within all existences, they rose upward one after another, forming wisps of mist, shaking the sky and earth.

The clouds in the sky, under the integration of this mist, changed color rapidly. In the blink of an eye, they became oppressive black clouds.

As crimson lightning rumbled across, drops of blood-colored rain fell from the sky.

It was as if the god had opened its eyes at this moment and looked at the Eight Sect Alliance!

Unimaginable, irresistible great terror descended.

The city of the Eight Sect Alliance was silent in the blood rain, just like that small city in the Nanhuang Continent years ago.

The power from the god, like the awakening of insects, was affecting the life trajectory of all things, making them unable to control themselves and be changed.

The entire Eight Sect Alliance was rapidly turning into a forbidden zone!

The entire Capital District was shocked at this instant. All forces, all sects, anyone who could feel the fluctuations here, all had heaven-shaking waves in their hearts.

Within the Alliance, whether mortals or ancestors, none could escape, none could avoid it. Everything became despair!

The houses of the Alliance city were instantly corroded, and patches collapsed in an instant.

All life was invaded, and the alienation points on their bodies grew crazily.

Even if the cultivation base reached a considerable degree and the alienation points in the body were hidden and faded, they still couldn't control the large-scale permeation.

Mortals were even more so.

Cultivators could not escape fate.

Heaven and earth were also among them.

Everything, all of it, was dominated by fate at this instant.

The entire main city visibly turned pitch black, and the sound of wailing rose from all directions at this instant.

While shrill to the extreme and tragic, it also made everyone who heard it instinctively feel creepy, and the light in their eyes and the souls in their bodies were dimming.

All were dissipating.

There were even some disciples whose alien quality in their bodies was already somewhat rich but had been temporarily suppressed. Their bodies instantly collapsed into flesh and blood, and there were also those who died suddenly, becoming purple-black corpses.

And alienation was also appearing.

One could see ferocious beasts transformed from cultivators rising from the ground amidst that shrill sound that didn't sound like human voices. Their skin shattered, their flesh and blood were blurred, and at the same time, strange entities were born from the void.

For a time, the opening of the box caused the entire Eight Sect Alliance to be in complete chaos, as if it were about to become a human purgatory.

In the sky, whether it was the Blood Refining Ancestor and Seventh Master who arrived, or the ancestors of the Eight Sect Alliance, all had their expressions change drastically.

They revealed disbelief and horror. This scene was beyond their imagination and completely out of their expectations.

In this release of the gaze, these ancestors, even if they were incomparably strong on weekdays, were now also emitting endless alien quality, and blood overflowed one after another.

They wanted to take action, but under this god's gaze, their bodies were completely restricted, and the crazy eruption of alien quality in their bodies made them have to go all out to suppress it, unable to spare any energy at all.

Only the Alliance Master could barely struggle, but his face also trembled violently. His true body appeared between heaven and earth, his whole body filled with alien-quality black gas, breathing rapidly, staring dead at the ground below.

Deep in his eyes, there was a hint of terror that hadn't appeared on him for many years, and he roared in a low voice.

"God's gaze, you... who exactly are you!"

" "

Amidst this shock of the eight sects, the change of heaven and earth, and the falling blood rain, the red rain dripped onto the god's remnant face mask of the youth who looked up. Drop by drop, it flowed down the mask and fell onto the ground.

His eyes carried some memories, carried some emotion, letting the blood rain fall, and he walked forward.

Looking carefully, one could see that even though blood rain permeated the surroundings and the alien quality was terrifying, the sugar-coated hawthorn in his hand was not invaded at all, not polluted in the slightest.

It was protected very well by him.

As he moved forward, Night Dove behind him had fanaticism in his eyes at this moment, containing extreme reverence, looking at the youth figure in front of him like a god, following respectfully, one hand holding the box and one hand holding the head.

The two moved forward, walking on the street, walking in the chaotic world, walking in the sky. The youth in front withdrew his gaze looking at the sky and landed on the ancestors of the Eight Sect Alliance.

Sweeping over them one by one, he finally looked at Blood Refining Ancestor and Seventh Master who were struggling.

"Your people killed Bai Li, reasonable."

"I came to take the head of the killer, and by the way, watch the performance, also reasonable."

This was the first sentence he said to the people of the Eight Sect Alliance since his arrival this time.

After saying this, he took Night Dove and walked in the sky, heading toward the distance.

With a wave of his hand, Sheng Yunzi and his son shuddered, their eyes revealing fear and reverence, and they moved toward the youth, following silently behind.

All of this, the Eight Sect Alliance people could only watch helplessly, unable to block it at all. And the youth, from beginning to end, was very calm and very peaceful. Just like when he was walking on the street earlier, no one could block him when he wanted to come, and no one could stop him when he wanted to leave.

Until he walked to the edge of the sky, the youth's voice, carrying a light laugh, entered the Eight Sect Alliance and echoed beside the Alliance Master who was staring at him dead.

"You call her a god, I call her a deity."

The youth left, taking Sheng Yunzi and his son, and also taking the god's gaze.

Without the falling of the gaze, the alien quality of the Eight Sect Alliance had no source, and the process of transforming into a forbidden zone was interrupted.

This was already the best outcome for the Eight Sect Alliance. Once the Alliance became a forbidden zone, everything would be doomed.

And since it was not completely transformed, it could be reversed.

At this moment, as the blood clouds in the sky dissipated, after a short silence of all the ancestors, they all dispersed silently with complex expressions.

Now was not the time to discuss this matter. They knew very well that the most important thing at present was to recoup the losses.

Thus, without any hesitation, they flew back to their respective sects and began the treatment and rescue of the alien quality in the entire city.

This time, the Eight Sect Alliance suffered huge losses, and the biggest one... was the Seven Blood Eyes.

At the same time, the name Candlelight, because of this incident, rose completely within the entire Capital District and was firmly remembered by all major forces, with extreme fear.

All of this was because of that box!

It could be imagined that the events in this Capital District would soon spread out of this state, affect the entire county, and even spread into the great domain. It was really... the light in that box was too shocking.

Everyone, every race, every force, would re-recognize Candlelight!

Re-analyze the rumors about Candlelight in the past, such as the saying that they could allow those who joined to master the power of gods...

And the two words Candlelight were also analyzed by all parties at a deep level.

Unlit torches are generally called "jiao," those placed on the ground are "liao," and the fire used for holding is "zhu"!

The word "zhu" has both the flavor of fire and contains the meaning of control. Combined with the word "zhao," the feeling of light arises spontaneously, so... it is called Candlelight!

And when the youth representing Candlelight left with Night Dove and Sheng Yunzi and his son, and the Eight Sect Alliance was busy recouping losses, on a wilderness some distance from the Eight Sect Alliance, Xu Qing was galloping.

He didn't know what was happening in the Alliance now. His last memory of the Alliance stopped at the collapse of the Infinite Crown, the complete shattering of the three lives of the life-substitute doll, and the moment he was teleported away.

After being teleported to the outside wilderness, the moment he appeared, Xu Qing's face was pale, and his heart surged with violent waves. He recalled the past and knew very well that at that moment, he was infinitely close to death.

He couldn't see the enemy, but he knew that there must be a person with terrifying cultivation base who had attacked him.

In this panic, he was very anxious about the current situation of the Seven Blood Eyes, but he understood that if he really encountered an irresistible force, his participation or non-participation had no meaning.

So he didn't rush back regardless of everything, but hid his cultivation base fluctuations, changed his appearance, and galloped secretly, approaching the Alliance.

While moving forward, he was also pondering the reason for this matter in his heart. At the same time, the voice transmission jade slip didn't know why it had lost its effect.

This made Xu Qing even more uneasy in his heart. Until several days passed, when he was about seven days away from the Alliance, in the dark night, Xu Qing was just about to accelerate and leap up in a jungle, but at this instant, his body suddenly paused.

Under the moonlight, he saw a group of people.

Walking in front was a black-robed person wearing a god's remnant face mask. His pace was relaxed, and he exuded an elegant aura. While moving forward, he was still holding a sugar-coated hawthorn that wasn't stained with any dust in his hand.

That red sugar-coated hawthorn was very conspicuous in this dark night.

Behind him followed three people, two of whom were Sheng Yunzi and his son.

But Xu Qing's eyes couldn't help but fall on the last black-robed person.

He fell on the head that he was holding in his right hand, facing forward.

The head swayed, and as Xu Qing's body trembled slightly, it slowly turned over.

Xu Qing saw the face of the head, and those eyes that hadn't closed.

Xu Qing's footsteps paused, and he was stunned there.

All the sounds in the surroundings seemed to disappear at this instant, all existences blurred, and the entire world seemed to be left with only that familiar face.

Xu Qing suddenly felt very cold.

Like the winter in the slums when he was a child, watching his companions freeze to death beside him, the kind of cold that reached his heart and soul.

Gradually, it turned into the trembling of his body.

In this cold and trembling, he remembered a sentence that Captain Lei had once said.

No matter how long the dark night is, the day will always come.

But today, it seemed that the dark night and the cold were exceptionally long... ===== CHAPTER 316 =====