Chapter 487: It

Xu Qing's figure, wreathed in the light of the morning glow, descended with a boom.

All his methods erupted at this moment. He did not skimp on the Demon Talisman Seeds, instead channeling the Ghost Emperor Heavenly Palace within his body. Above the firmament of Mount Zhaoxia, a terrifying Ghost Emperor Mountain, carrying boundless pressure, manifested.

It did not descend, serving only as a deterrent.

Its existence caused the hearts of all enemies hiding in the shadows to surge with alarm, daring not to act rashly.

Although it did not descend, the extreme pressure generated by the appearance of the Ghost Emperor still crushed the alien cultivators directly beneath it, one after another.

And this was not the most bizarre part.

The truly bizarre thing was that when Xu Qing released his aura as Ding Yisaner, misfortune suddenly befell all the invading cultivators on Mount Zhaoxia.

On the battlefield, the manifestation of misfortune was terrifying; techniques that shouldn't have flown his way suddenly descended due to various accidents, and dangers that shouldn't have appeared arrived silently.

Some were crippled by their own companions' mistakes, while others tripped while retreating and were poisoned to death before they could even stand up.

Others had their techniques backfire halfway through.

This scene shocked everyone in all directions, causing the invading rogue cultivators of various races on Mount Zhaoxia to change their expressions. Among them were some prisoners who, upon seeing Xu Qing, felt he looked familiar and quickly recognized him, exclaiming in shock.

"He is the pawn, the pawn from District Ding, it's the Demon Xu!!"

At the same time, among the two Nascent Soul cultivators in mid-air, the alien with four arms felt its body tremble instinctively, staring fixedly at Xu Qing.

"He is Xu Qing, a pawn from District Bing of the Prison Department!!"

This alien was one of the prisoners in District Bing, a cultivator from the East Third District that Xu Qing was responsible for guarding.

"What can a mere pawn do? Even if he has some ability, he can't stir up any big waves in the end. Now that there is a crisis in the Northwest, the Sword-Wielding experts cannot return in time, nor can they return in large numbers. So, let's attack together and kill him! This person has many secrets on him, and they are all ours!"

The middle-aged woman beside it glanced at Xu Qing a few times, killing intent appearing in her expression as she charged straight at him.

The four-armed cultivator gritted its teeth, a fierce look on its face, and charged out as well. In an instant, a ferocious armor appeared outside its body in mid-air. This armor was formed from its life essence, and its toughness was such that from afar, it looked like a turtle shell.

In an instant, the sound of booms erupted again as these two Nascent Soul cultivators flew rapidly to block Xu Qing.

Xu Qing narrowed his eyes. He had sensed it when he arrived; there appeared to be only three Nascent Soul cultivators here, with the highest cultivation being only mid-stage, but the greatest crisis did not come from them.

It came from the sky.

There was an aura there, locking onto the battlefield, which made even Xu Qing feel some pressure.

"I don't know if it's a cultivator or some other arrangement..."

Cold intent filled Xu Qing's eyes. He lifted his right foot and stomped on the ground. Immediately, the black curtain formed by his shadow rose and transformed into a coffin, enveloping him. The next instant, Xu Qing's body merged into the pitch-black darkness.

His physical strength erupted at this moment like never before.

His physical body had been transformed by the God's finger, exceeding his past self several times over. Now, combined with the shadow's secret technique, the terrifying power he displayed had already surpassed the limit of the Core Formation realm.

At this moment, with a flicker, he arrived directly in front of the four-armed Nascent Soul prisoner. Ignoring the prisoner's divine abilities and techniques, he moved faster than the opponent, suddenly closing in, clenching his right hand into a fist, and striking in an instant.

With one punch, the turtle shell formed by the four-armed alien's life essence could not withstand it. With a boom, it shattered into pieces. The four-armed cultivator spat out blood, its expression horrified, and its body retreated rapidly.

Xu Qing was a little surprised. According to his understanding, this punch of his should have been enough to kill the opponent.

"Aliens often have innate life talents... This thief's shell is a bit hard."

The four-armed alien retreating in mid-air felt a monstrous surge in its heart. Its internal organs were tearing and showing signs of collapse. The terror in its mind reached its limit. It knew very well that its life-essence armor was extremely tough, but it never expected that the opponent could shatter its armor with just one punch.

"You..."

Before it could finish speaking, Xu Qing chased after it in one step. Just as he was about to throw a second punch, the middle-aged woman with a charming face on her forehead flew over to block him, instantly forming hand seals to create a huge mist umbrella that enveloped Xu Qing.

Countless charming faces manifested on the umbrella, radiating a sense of seduction toward Xu Qing. Furthermore, after closing in, these charming faces all turned ferocious and lunged to devour him.

Xu Qing remained expressionless. He brushed the morning glow light outward from his body like a peacock spreading its tail. With a 'whoosh', the middle-aged woman's mist umbrella was directly shattered. The ferocious faces on it also immediately let out shrill screams and collapsed one after another, forcing the middle-aged woman to retreat.

The morning glow light was a supreme treasure capable of resisting the power of gods; for techniques, a single brush was enough to erase them.

This was also the terrifying aspect of this light.

And all of this happened too quickly and suddenly. As the middle-aged woman's expression changed, Xu Qing's figure had already rushed out rapidly, heading straight for the retreating four-armed alien.

The four-armed alien immediately teleported, attempting to increase the distance, but the confinement here was not just for Mount Zhaoxia; it was the same for both enemy and friend. Teleportation could not go very far, and Xu Qing's speed at short range was equally astonishing. He caught up in an instant and threw a second punch.

At the critical moment, the four-armed alien also had a crazed expression. It stopped retreating, turned around, and clasped its four arms together to form a giant fist, resisting with all its might.

Its race's talent was primarily physical strength, so its strongest trump card was not techniques, but its own physical body.

At this moment, as it roared, it used all its strength, even forming two Nascent Souls behind it to provide full support.

But its physical body still paled in comparison to Xu Qing's.

The moment they collided, the four-armed alien's fist could not withstand it. Flesh and blood disintegrated, bones shattered, and Xu Qing's power swept through like a hot knife through butter, shattering all four arms and rolling onto its torso, until the four-armed alien's entire body was torn apart and exploded with a boom.

Even one of its Nascent Souls was affected and directly shattered by the force.

Only one lonely Nascent Soul remained, carrying endless fear and screams, retreating crazily.

Xu Qing was about to chase after it when the middle-aged woman, who had been brushed back by his morning glow light, gritted her teeth and formed hand seals with both hands. Immediately, the charming face on her forehead blurred and actually swapped places, turning into a coquettish woman. She spat a mouthful of red mist directly at Xu Qing.

This mist carried strong feelings of desire. Once contaminated, it would cause one's own emotions to turn into a backlash, thereby producing a sense of submission toward her.

This was also her famous technique; relying on this technique in the past, she had enslaved many powerhouses of the same realm.

But today, she met Xu Qing.

Xu Qing didn't even look. He lifted his right finger, and immediately, a shadow of the Purple Moon formed on the red mist.

The next instant, the red mist surged violently, transmitting fluctuations that were intense to the extreme. With a boom, it exploded on its own. The middle-aged woman's expression changed drastically. As she spat out blood, a purple hue appeared on her face, and she revealed a struggle, as if suffering a backlash.

Xu Qing's speed did not pause at all, and he caught up to the four-armed Nascent Soul in an instant.

"Why only hit me!!" The four-armed Nascent Soul was miserable to the extreme, letting out a shrill sound in despair.

Xu Qing had no time to distinguish whether the sound the opponent was making contained any sonic techniques, so the morning glow light flashed outside his body, brushing it once, and then he approached and slapped it.

The four-armed alien's eyes widened. Its Nascent Soul body could not dodge. With a boom, it shattered into pieces, its body and spirit destroyed.

At the same time, the Golden Crow in the sky also swallowed the Nascent Soul of the alien with scales on its face in one gulp while roaring. As the sound of chewing spread, all the cultivators who heard it felt their hearts tremble.

And the death of two Nascent Souls—this scene formed such great shock and horror that the hearts of the surrounding thugs completely collapsed. They lost their will to fight and fled in all directions crazily.

They were just a rabble to begin with; it was only natural for them to lose their will to fight and flee now.

Especially since Xu Qing's poison was spreading, and the invading cultivators kept letting out shrill screams. Thus, in their hearts, Xu Qing, standing there, was a more ferocious evil spirit than they were.

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for the middle-aged female cultivator whose attacks had been neutralized by Xu Qing many times, she also retreated at this moment, her expression heavy to the extreme.

Her heart was even more horrified.

She naturally saw that the person before her was not a Nascent Soul, but only at the False Nascent realm, but the terror of the combat power displayed had reached an unimaginable level. In her life, she had never encountered such a person.

And Xiang Ningyan was also on the battlefield, attacking fiercely. After seeing this scene, he also trembled.

"How is this Core Formation... too strong!!"

At the same time, after killing the four-armed alien, Xu Qing turned his head to look at the middle-aged woman. Killing intent flashed in his eyes. Just as he was about to chase, his expression suddenly sank.

His body retreated rapidly with a boom, directly retreating to where Xiang Ningyan was. Before Xiang Ningyan could react, Xu Qing's hand naturally slapped his stomach.

Xiang Ningyan's Daoist robe immediately tore open, and the emerald-green vine he had carefully hidden inside was revealed from his navel, and Xu Qing grabbed it.

Xiang Ningyan was stunned.

At the same time, in the place where Xu Qing had been before, the void collapsed in an instant, and a black palm appeared out of thin air, pressing directly onto that spot.

Although the sneak attack failed, the fluctuations it stirred up carried terrifying power as they spread. A black figure with two wings walked out from within. The fluctuations of a late-stage Nascent Soul spread across the sky. It was extremely fast, turning into a remnant shadow, arriving at Xu Qing's side in an instant, and attacking again.

"Die!"

Almost the instant the black figure arrived, cold light flashed in Xu Qing's eyes. Grabbing the vine, he used Xiang Ningyan's body as a weapon and swung it violently, directly blocking it in front of him.

Amidst the booming sound, the black figure bore the brunt of it, colliding with Xiang Ningyan. The next moment, a muffled groan echoed, and amidst horrified gazes, the black figure retreated rapidly until it reached mid-air, looking at Xiang Ningyan in disbelief.

Xiang Ningyan was completely unharmed.

And at this moment, Xiang Ningyan even forgot to wail. He turned his head and looked stupidly at the vine on his stomach, then raised his head and stared blankly at Xu Qing, his eyes widening completely.

He let out a heaven-shaking, tragic scream.

"You, you, you... it really is you!!!" ===== CHAPTER 488 =====