Chapter 485: Shameful Free-Riding!

Inside the Abyss Sea, the place where the god's finger attempted possession was deathly silent.

The strange substance here was incredibly dense, and the sense of blurriness and distortion in the surroundings was intense, causing this area to gradually become a true forbidden zone.

And the source of this forbidden zone was a heaven-reaching body standing in the depths.

This body was three hundred zhang tall, like a demon god.

He wore no clothes, standing completely naked; clouds and mist flowed around him as if he were a dead object, with only the runes on his skin—flickering with dim, indistinct light—revealing bursts of ancient aura, which added a trace of vitality to this body.

Through the mist, the vaguely visible, powerful body gave one the feeling of facing a giant mountain; the broad shoulders seemed capable of carrying the firmament, and the perfect proportions, the thick aura, and that face, handsome to the point of being demonic—all of this, within the mist formed by the strange substance, was filled with evil.

It even exuded a fatal attraction.

Especially as time passed, this demon god-like body slowly began to emit seven-colored rays of light.

This light was faint at first, then gradually became brighter and more brilliant, until finally, the rays spread in all directions, causing this god-demon body to actually rise with a sense of holiness.

All of this caused this body to perfectly fuse evil charm and holiness together.

After a long while, this huge body trembled slightly and slowly began to decompose.

First the head, then the neck, followed by the torso and limbs, as if shedding armor, transforming into countless threads of flesh and blood that returned into the interior of this body, onto Xu Qing's body.

A while later, when all the threads of flesh and blood had merged into Xu Qing's body, the three-hundred-zhang god-demon body vanished; Xu Qing, who stood there, suddenly opened his eyes, revealing a trace of bewilderment—everything before had occurred within his sea of consciousness, and now, as he recovered, it was like waking from a dream.

The moment his eyes opened and closed, a mouthful of black blood sprayed from his mouth.

Yet there was no sign of injury; on the contrary, a feeling of total clarity permeated his entire body, and waves of physical strength, far exceeding what he had before, flooded Xu Qing's entire body in this instant.

Under the continuous eruption, Xu Qing's breathing became slightly rapid, and the bewilderment in his eyes quickly cleared.

"My body..." After Xu Qing lowered his head to sense his body, his mind shook a few times.

This body felt familiar yet strange to him; after remaining silent for a few breaths, a sharp glint flashed in his eyes, and he suddenly swayed forward and rushed out, speeding across the ground, directly kicking up a sharp sonic boom and appearing hundreds of zhang away in the blink of an eye.

This speed was truly astonishing.

And where he had been before, an afterimage was still slowly dissipating.

"My speed..." Xu Qing took a deep breath, moved by this.

He sensed that his current physical speed was more than three times what it had been.

Xu Qing's eyes shone with a strange light as he clenched his right fist and blasted it forward.

As the punch landed, despite not using any techniques—relying solely on physical strength—a vortex appeared in the void before him, and amidst the booming sounds, a storm exploded in the surroundings ahead of him, destroying everything in its path.

Xu Qing's pupils contracted, and huge waves rose in his heart; he clearly felt that his body was vastly different from before.

Not only had his speed and strength increased significantly, but his toughness had as well; his ability to withstand impact seemed different compared to before.

It was as if his entire body had undergone a heaven-shaking, earth-shattering transformation in this short amount of time.

That was a change at the physical level.

Xu Qing's heartbeat accelerated, the thumping sounds echoing from his chest and reverberating in all directions; at the same time, he released his Poison Prohibition Elixir, letting it permeate his whole body to test this body's tolerance for divine power.

Soon, Xu Qing discovered that the Poison Prohibition and his current body were integrated to an unprecedented degree.

In the past, when he unleashed the Poison Prohibition, he himself would actually be corroded, but by relying on resistance and control, the corrosion was not so severe, and with the recovery of the purple crystal, a balance was achieved.

It was fine for a short time, but in the long run, it was ultimately a hidden danger.

But now, as he felt his body, he

clearly perceived that this point had almost vanished.

His current body was even better suited for him to unleash the power of the Poison Prohibition.

Xu Qing's mood fluctuated, and he tried the Purple Moon, discovering that this body could also withstand more when displaying the power of the Purple Moon.

It was as if this body had been prepared specifically to adapt to the power of a god.

"God body..." Xu Qing murmured, this term surfacing in his mind.

Then he successively unleashed other techniques, and after verifying them one by one, Xu Qing finally confirmed that his physical changes this time were comprehensive.

This stroke of fortune made his mind incredibly excited, though he also felt it was somewhat like getting something for nothing, but he quickly dismissed this thought and whispered.

"This was also something I fought for at great risk!"

"And this state should not be the true god body..." Xu Qing recalled the three-hundred-zhang body shell he perceived in his memory before waking up, and then looked inward at his current body; he noticed that a large number of golden threads existed within his flesh and blood.

These golden threads were infinite in number, permeating every part of his body; each one contained a sense of holiness, and under Xu Qing's sensing, they were harmless and could be controlled.

It was just that the source of control was not techniques or cultivation base; only the power of the Poison Prohibition and the Purple Moon body source could drive them.

Yet he could not make these golden threads leave his body to form the shell from before.

"Looking at it this way, the previous three-hundred-zhang physical shell was the true god

body, but unfortunately, I cannot form it as I am now..." Xu Qing murmured in his heart; he knew this was because the divine power within his body was not enough.

"This is the god's finger, the body prepared for itself." Xu Qing's spiritual sense swept across the Tenth Tiangong in his sea of consciousness.

Inside this Ding Yi 3-2 cage, the blood-colored finger lay alone, currently in a deep sleep.

It seemed that because it was too lonely inside, it did not sleep peacefully, occasionally trembling a few times.

"It's a pity I can't control it, but one day, I will be able to drive the purple crystal to completely seal it and command it like a shadow."

Xu Qing did not let his thoughts be constrained by the previous talk about the finger; his Master had once taught him this by example. At the time, they had gone to many sects to steal secret manuals and techniques, and upon leaving, Seventh Master had Xu Qing bow, telling him that this counted as returning the favor, so if they encountered them in battle later, he could kill them without worry.

At this moment, it was the same.

Xu Qing felt that what his Master said made sense, so he cupped his fists and bowed toward the front.

Although there was nothing in front but mist, Xu Qing understood that some things are effective if one is sincere; it mainly depends on one's sincerity.

Since his heart was sincere, even if the front was empty, it was equivalent to bowing in thanks to the god's finger.

This logic was taught to Xu Qing by Seventh Master, and Xu Qing felt it was very correct.

However, in order to let the other party sleep more peacefully, Xu Qing looked around after bowing.

After sensing for a moment, his body swayed and vanished from where he stood, appearing in the distance as an afterimage.

On the ground there lay a yellowed scroll.

The four generations living under one roof that were once in the painting were now reduced to just the old man; his expression was incredibly terrified, but he was not lonely, because although there was only him, there was also a ferocious Cang Dragon beside him, opening its mouth wide toward him.

Looking at this painting, Xu Qing's gaze turned cold; he raised his right hand and grabbed through the air. Immediately, the painting flew up from the ground and landed in Xu Qing's hand. The Cang Dragon within sensed this and flew out of the painting at high speed.

After letting out a hiss toward Xu Qing, it let out a satisfied burp and dove into Xu Qing's body, returning to the Sixth Tiangong.

"Get out!" Xu Qing looked coldly at the painting before him and spoke indifferently.

The Cang Dragon in the Sixth Tiangong trembled, but it quickly realized this sentence was not directed at it, so it settled down.

As for the old man in the painting, he trembled even more now; not daring to disobey, he quickly crawled out of the painting. After transforming into human form, he floated in front of Xu Qing, looking at Xu Qing with a face full of terror.

His body shivered uncontrollably, cold sweat covered his forehead, and his eyes were filled with uncertainty.

"Are... are you the Heaven-

Chosen God or the Warden?" the Danqing Clan old man asked tremblingly and cautiously.

He couldn't quite distinguish who the person in front of him really was.

Xu Qing was expressionless and sent a divine thought to the shadow.

The shadow immediately rose from the ground, emitting a terrifying aura, striking a ferocious pose, and baring its fangs and brandishing its claws.

While it looked like that on the outside, in reality, the shadow was terrified to the extreme in its heart; it had hidden when Xu Qing was being possessed, and it had harbored some expectations—it had hoped the crystal would be broken by the god...

If that happened, it might be able to take the opportunity to be free.

But with the powerful eruption of the purple crystal and the wailing of the god's finger, the shadow's fear reached its peak in an instant, accompanied by a touch of despair.

But regardless, it didn't want to die, so at this moment, in order to show its loyalty, it hurriedly made a swallowing sound, and countless eyes appeared on its body, all staring fixedly at the Danqing Clan old man like a vicious dog, emitting threatening woofing sounds.

The moment it saw the shadow, the Danqing Clan old man's expression changed completely, and he wailed out loud.

"You, you, you... you are the Warden!!"

"How is this possible? Weren't you possessed by the god's finger? Can a god's possession fail?"

The Danqing Clan old man's body shook violently; he naturally recognized the shadow, as the shadow had been very interested in him back in Ding Yi 3-2.

Xu Qing swept a cold glance, and the shadow immediately understood, transforming into a true vicious dog and pouncing directly to tear at him crazily.

A shrill scream came from the Danqing Clan old man's mouth.

Xu Qing ignored it and walked toward the head and the stone lion.

The head and the stone lion had not yet fully recovered, so even if they had the heart to flee, they could not do so.

The stone lion's legs had not grown back well, and the head was only half there.

Upon seeing Xu Qing's figure, the two of them trembled violently.

Like the Danqing Clan old man, they originally didn't know if Xu Qing was still Xu Qing, but the voice of the Danqing Clan old man coming from the mist earlier had given them a judgment.

But this judgment brought an even more intense sense of fear.

"Even a god couldn't possess him? Heavens..." the head cried, especially when it saw the scroll being torn and wailing by the shadow; it trembled and hurriedly spoke.

"Congratulations, my lord, congratulations! This lowly one had guessed earlier how that lowly god could possibly be a match for you, my lord. And this Danqing Clan old immortal, no matter how cunning he is, you only need to move a finger to make him suffer eternal damnation!"

"And this lowly one is incredibly excited right now; our Ding Yi 3-2 is finally about to have a grand reunion!" the head said fawningly, speaking rapidly.

The Vajra Sect Ancestor flew out from Xu Qing's storage bag in a flash and reminded him from the side.

"Master, this evil thing's words are insincere. It looks like it's fawning, but the rolling of its eyes shows that this person is plotting how to escape. Just like Little Shadow, these guys are deeply rebellious. Once something happens to you, Master, they are not one with you and will definitely gloat over your misfortune. This lowly one suggests you should completely suppress them!"

The head's expression changed; it opened its eyes wide to look at the black iron slip, gasped, and was just about to retort.

Xu Qing looked coldly at the head, and as he raised his right hand and waved, his Tenth Tiangong suddenly manifested, with a layer of purple light permeating it, sealing the red glow on the Tenth Tiangong itself.

The moment Ding Yi 3-2 appeared, the head froze, its eyes widening in bewilderment and disbelief.

"Didn't you want a reunion? Go on in." Xu Qing said calmly.

"You want a reunion, don't you? Go on in." Xu Qing said calmly.