Chapter 467: Gurgle Gurgle

On the River Styx, this long procession, which looked like a wedding escort, was moving forward continuously. The ear-piercing suona sound was like a death melody, echoing continuously.

As for the four jars on the sedan chair, they were blue, black, red, and white in color. They were placed on the carrying poles of the sedan chair, as if they were some kind of offering.

Xu Qing, in the sky, looked at all this. A cold light rose in his eyes. With a flicker, he stepped toward the sedan chair.

His appearance immediately attracted the attention of the wedding escort procession. Seven or eight soul shadows with snake heads and human bodies turned their heads abruptly, carrying fierce and evil intent, and headed straight for Xu Qing.

Xu Qing's expression did not change at all. He continued to step forward. His eyes only held that sedan chair; nothing else was within his line of sight.

With every step he took, the River Styx roared, and the aura became increasingly sharp on him, like a blade.

As for those seven or eight soul shadows, they arrived rapidly at this moment. But the instant they got close, a poison prohibition wind blew past, and immediately, one by one, their soul bodies rotted, emitting miserable sounds from their mouths.

Seeing they were about to dissipate, they strangely fused together, turning into a huge soul shadow over a zhang tall, spreading its arms and roaring as it pounced toward Xu Qing.

With a boom, this soul shadow paused in front of Xu Qing, then cracks appeared on its body, spreading rapidly over its entire body, uncontrollably collapsing and exploding. Countless shattered soul bodies turned into dust, sprinkling onto the River Styx.

Xu Qing withdrew his fist expressionlessly and continued to speed forward. Seeing he was about to approach, the wedding escort procession in front of him shattered and dissipated like bubbles the next instant.

Further ahead, in a blur, the wedding escort procession appeared again. Without pausing, it continued to move forward.

Only the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted by a hand like white jade. The young girl sitting inside stretched out her long neck, like a snake, and looked coldly at Xu Qing.

This was the first figure Xu Qing had encountered since arriving here that was not crazy, but this young girl was clearly not entirely normal either. Her expression seemed only cold. As she looked at Xu Qing, dozens of snake-headed souls in the procession around her emitted fierce intent and rushed toward Xu Qing.

Xu Qing did not pay attention to these rushing souls. He looked at the sedan chair and raised his right hand to point at the sky.

Immediately, the sky roared, and a poison mist storm descended, falling in front of the sedan chair to block its path.

Then, he raised his foot and stepped on the River Styx. In an instant, a sheet of purple mist spread from Xu Qing's body, rapidly merging into the River Styx, changing the color of the river water and spreading rapidly forward.

It turned into imprisonment.

The entire wedding escort procession blurred again, as if it were about to disappear. But under the coverage of the poison prohibition and the purple moon, the procession's shift failed.

Following a miserable sound, the wedding escort procession paused. All the figures turned their heads instantly, staring fixedly at Xu Qing, and with a flicker, they all rushed toward him.

The surrounding River Styx churned at this moment, with countless corpses crawling out and countless evil souls rising into the sky.

Xu Qing did not pay attention to these. His speed did not decrease, and he sped forward. The black iron sign appeared beside him, shining with thunder light and setting off streaks of lightning, stabbing rapidly toward those souls.

Instantly approaching one, after directly piercing through the other's brow, the thunder light exploded, destroying it.

Then, it shuttled through again.

Even more, the shadow expanded, and even if it was disgusting, it still crazily swallowed toward those souls.

As the Jin Gang Sect ancestor and the shadow attacked, those souls rushing toward Xu Qing each let out a shrill sound, either collapsing, succumbing to poison, or being devoured.

And Xu Qing's footsteps did not pause at all. Amidst the destruction of those large numbers of souls, he got closer and closer to the sedan chair. Occasionally, he would raise his right hand and grab through the air, grabbing the souls that rushed to his side and crushing them with one hand.

During this advance, his aura became increasingly terrifying. At the same time, the ear-piercing suona sound came abruptly from afar.

It formed a soul-piercing power, impacting toward Xu Qing.

But this bit of power, for Xu Qing who had endured the whispers of gods, counted for nothing. Following the materialization of the black umbrella, he directly ignored the suona. After taking a step forward, the suona sound changed its tone, turning into the sound of collapse, shattering, and screaming.

The surrounding souls continuously collapsed and died. Xu Qing's figure was like a demon god, unable to be blocked in the slightest.

Seeing he was about to approach the sedan chair, at this moment, the curtain of the sedan chair was lifted rapidly. The young girl wearing the wedding dress inside flew out rapidly. While her expression remained cold, fluctuations infinitely close to the Nascent Soul stage also spread from her body.

Her hands grew long nails at this moment, incomparably sharp. At the same time, double pupils appeared in her eyes, staring at Xu Qing.

Then, blackness rose on her face, forming rotting scales, and she rushed toward Xu Qing rapidly.

Her speed was not slow, and she set off waves of thick death aura. But the instant she approached Xu Qing, Xu Qing's figure in her eyes disappeared very abruptly.

Before this snake girl could react, a hand like iron pincers reached out from beside her and grabbed her neck.

That was Xu Qing's hand.

The instant the snake girl shook all over, this hand transmitted a heaven-shaking force. With a snap, her neck was instantly crushed.

Xu Qing waved his hand and threw the snake girl's body into the distance.

But the snake girl did not dissipate. At this moment, she emitted a miserable sound in mid-air and was about to struggle. But before she could fall, the poison prohibition storm descended abruptly, roaring as it shrouded her within.

Immediately after, the purple mist also arrived rapidly, circling instantly to form an imprisonment force, sealing her.

All this sounded slow, but it actually happened the instant the snake girl approached Xu Qing.

After doing all this, Xu Qing was expressionless. He had no time to pay attention to the snake girl's roaring. He stepped to the side of the sedan chair, to the side of the white jar.

The scorching heat emanating from the shattered golden thread in his palm pointed exactly to this jar.

Xu Qing carefully picked up this white jar and opened it gently.

A wisp of soul rose from the jar like mist, slowly gathering in mid-air, finally turning into a little white snake. It was not clear, somewhat blurry, and seemed incomplete.

Xu Qing looked at this little white snake, and the white-clad girl meditating in the stone cave surfaced in his mind.

She was very weak, as if wanting to open her eyes but having no strength. On the verge of death, Xu Qing raised his right hand and approached the little white snake.

Seeming to feel Xu Qing's aura, the little white snake, even without the strength to open its eyes, trembled slightly and instinctively landed on Xu Qing's hand, rubbing gently, revealing intimacy.

Xu Qing's heart softened. After his right hand closed gently, his gaze swept over the other three jars.

There were also souls in these three jars, but they were not Linger's.

They should also be of the Ancient Xiang Linger Clan, with the same experience as Linger, having failed their inheritance in other Xiang Linger Abysses that entered this Great World, their souls falling into this realm.

But to avoid negligence, Xu Qing still waved his hand. The three jars were opened immediately, dispersing souls of different colors. As each took shape, Xu Qing checked carefully. After confirming there was no soul of Linger, he withdrew his gaze and turned to look at the place he had imprisoned with poison and purple mist.

The scene of the snake girl sitting in the sedan chair surfaced in his mind.

"She might be absorbing..."

This was also the reason Xu Qing had not wiped her out completely earlier. The way Linger's four jars were placed on the sedan chair truly felt like offerings waiting to be enjoyed.

Coldness permeated Xu Qing's eyes, and he stepped over.

The shadow spread behind him, the black iron sign followed on his right side, while the poison prohibition spread out in front of him, and the purple mist also divided into a path, allowing Xu Qing to walk to where the snake girl was.

The snake girl's soul body was in the midst of collapse, her expression remaining cold. It seemed that apart from this one emotion, there were no other fluctuations of thought in her.

Xu Qing looked coldly at the snake girl. The Jin Wu behind him materialized immediately. Amidst the spreading flames, this huge Jin Wu sucked toward the snake girl. Immediately, the snake girl's soul body trembled, collapsed, and turned into soul mist.

In that mist, several wisps of souls of different colors were mixed in. Among them, one wisp was white.

Xu Qing raised his left hand, turning it into the Ghostly Quiet state, reached into the soul mist, and gently took out that wisp of white soul thread, merging it onto the little white snake.

The little white snake's body shook, changing from a blurry state to becoming somewhat clearer. It slowly opened its eyes, with some confusion in them, and emitted a sound.

"Gurgle gurgle..."

Xu Qing felt a pain in his heart. He discovered that Linger's eyes were still filled with confusion, without much spirit. That feeling of incompleteness still existed, and at this moment, it seemed she was slowly about to fall into a deep sleep again.

And Xu Qing, through those shattered golden threads, felt that in the direction the River Styx flowed, deep within the River Styx, there existed guidance.

There, was the place where the other part of Linger's soul was located.

Xu Qing raised his head, gazing into the depths of the River Styx.

Waves of low roars also echoed from the end of the River Styx at this moment. This roar could shock the soul, causing the River Styx to tremble, and the world to ripple, as if a god was panting in the deepest depths.

An endless sense of danger continuously rose in Xu Qing's heart, growing thicker and stronger, becoming a tremor that spread throughout his body.

It was as if every inch of flesh and blood was reminding Xu Qing that there... it was very dangerous.

This feeling gradually became a haze, shrouding his mind.

Xu Qing was silent, looking down at the little white snake sleeping again in his palm, then looked up at the depths of the River Styx.

After a long time, he closed his right hand. As the Ghostly Quiet Seizing Dao technique operated, after his entire arm turned translucent, his right hand reached into the flesh and blood of his own chest, until it reached his sea of consciousness, where he gently opened it and placed Linger's sleeping soul down.

Here, was the safest place on Xu Qing's body at the moment.

After doing all this, Xu Qing raised his foot and walked step by step toward the end of this river.

Some things, even if dangerous, still had to be done. He would not fail anyone who was good to him.

As he moved forward, the roars from the depths of the River Styx echoed even more.

As Xu Qing listened, his right hand suddenly raised to point at the sky. Immediately... in this dim Great World, a purple moon, carrying the mist formed by poison, slowly rose into the sky.

Light fell, and purple intent descended upon the earth.

This was the only moon to appear in this Great World, which originally had no moon, in countless years! ===== CHAPTER 468 =====