Chapter 523

The one transmitting the divine sense, although it was only the Imperial Palace that Xu Qing had visited before, in reality, at this moment, the eyelids of all the giant eyes in all the Imperial Palaces within the entire Ancient Xiang Linger Realm were twitching slightly.

Ever since the clan was wiped out by the backlash of the Wanggu Continent's luck, and after hiding here with his clansmen and still being cursed, the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor, who was always wanting to recover, had never been as extremely aggrieved as last time.

With her status, with her former glory, she had shouted the words "Get out immediately" back then; one can imagine the fluctuation of her heart.

After all, in her eyes, Xu Qing was just like an ant, and such an ant actually used the Mother of Crimson's mark to threaten her, not only taking away the sacrificial souls from her but also extorting a strand of Ancient Xiang Linger luck.

This kind of insubordination, this kind of great disrespect, made him take months to slowly calm down after Xu Qing left.

But now, the opponent actually dared to continue coming!

Even if the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor was no longer at his peak, the recovery after falling had caused her to lose much of her ability to think, her schemes not as deep as before, and because of the slowness of her thinking, she had become much simpler.

But his pride still existed; her status was still that of the Ancient Emperor who once unified Wanggu.

Xuanyou was a predecessor in front of gods.

Therefore, for the familiar aura that arrived again, the first reaction was monstrous anger; at this moment, following the eruption of divine sense, the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor's ground boomed, and the firmament changed.

The entire Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor was a stretch of trembling.

And the Prefect's remnant face was also increasingly shattering and falling off in that constant fragmentation, until it split into seven parts, all rising to the sky.

Heaven and earth, in a standoff.

At this moment, the eighty-eight swords shone with golden light, turning into golden threads, connecting to each other.

She was truly afraid.

Ziqing, while being protected within the Mo River, was also being pulled involuntarily toward the depths of the Mo River where chewing sounds came from; at this moment, as the Mo River stalled, my body also stopped.

Thus, the Prefect turned his head, looked at Ziqing with deep meaning, his expression changing from bitter to calm.

The two figures appearing in the vortex, before they could fully grow, all shook, clearly influenced by that divine power.

The firmament trembled, descending to the ground one after another.

At the moment of arrival, the gaze of Fenghai County shocked not only the Prefect but also him.

Then he stood up, not needing the Mo River to roll, and I walked toward the great mouth of heaven and earth, as if sacrificing myself for the Dao, my expression completely calm.

There, amidst the monstrous hostility of the entire Peng Yuanhong, a huge vortex appeared on the flesh-mountain of the Imperial Palace that Ziqing had visited before.

Under the passage of time, the river's suction paused, and I took the opportunity to escape again.

The Prefect was shocked and angry, sparing no cost, even his own remnant face showing cracks, erupting with endless golden light, accelerating his escape.

Peng Yuan lifted his head suddenly, and the Prefect's body trembled.

A large one of eighty zhang, a small one like an ordinary person but holding the small finger, the seven people looked incomparably intimate, hand in hand, forming blurrily from within the vortex!

The Prefect was silent.

The Ancient Xiang Linger Realm was silent, anxiety rising in its heart.

After the Ancient Xiang Linger Realm finished speaking, it lifted its head to look at the firmament, its eyes filled with reluctance and nostalgia.

Because the Emperor had not yet told them that those were all food!

It was as if what appeared at that moment was no longer the Prefect, but the true body of the Ancient Xiang Linger Realm, the Prefect Bai Xiaozhuo of the Xu Qing Upper Kingdom from back then.

Inside the array, eighty-eight great swords boomed, the time of the ten-thousand-li range seemed to return, the river stalled, and a figure re-formed from the void where the Prefect had dissipated before.

Inside the vortex, a booming loud sound came out, and two figures appeared.

This divine sense contained divine might, and even more unquestionable dominance; the Mo River recovered as usual in an instant, and when the suction rose again, the Prefect's remnant face could not withstand it either, emitting a cracking sound and showing a crack.

"Ziqing, Peng Yuanhong is yours now, treat it well."

The Prefect was silent; I lifted my head to look at the sky that had no changes, feeling the victory of my summoning, and at the same time feeling a heart-piercing pain.

Almost the moment the Prefect's remnant face wanted to escape, Peng Yuan

bowed respectfully to Fenghai County amidst the collapse of the body, mangled flesh and blood, and incomparable pain permeating his heart like a tidal wave.

"My realm, countless ages."

The sound of swallowing saliva, carrying a terrifying intent that made one's scalp tingle, filled all directions.

Just at that time, a purple lightning bolt suddenly streaked across the firmament, heaven-shaking and earth-shattering, resounding through the clouds, and its length was so great that it pierced through most of the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor's firmament.

After speaking, the Ancient Xiang Linger Realm took a step forward and was submerged in the great mouth.

Exactly the same as the terrain that was to be formed by the outside world being changed.

Soon, they all looked at Peng Yuan in unison.

As for the exit opened by the Prefect, it also collapsed in an instant under Fenghai County's gaze, replaced by the Mo River that had been rolled over, and the giant snake shrouding the Prefect in the river water shook.

At the same time, the Prefect's side shone with golden light, turning into sharp thorns, rushing into the vortex, wanting to make it flow backward, blasting open an exit, and rushing out slowly.

Fenghai County also did not care; he just looked at the Prefect, the sound of swallowing saliva appearing and disappearing in the four directions.

So at this moment, the Prefect's heart shook violently; I did not hesitate at all, fiercely wanting to retreat, my whole body shining with golden light, wanting to reverse the teleportation and leave from that terrible place.

"Since I am not willing to let you leave and insist on devouring you, then you can only use the methods you used in the outside world here."

"I have already obtained it." Purple lightning flashed in the firmament.

The sky seemed to be torn apart, divided into two.

No longer in the form of a remnant face, but restored to a human body.

The eighty-eight great swords around it dimmed in an instant, submerged by the boundless Mo River, and its figure was also submerged within, rolled toward the depths.

He had originally thought that after a stick of incense, he would plunder this body, so after realizing in the outside world that the Prefect's remnant face was not easy to deal with, he did not use his full strength, intending to preserve his strength and wait for Ziqing to die so he could parasitize and escape.

"Senior, I want your time."

Even if the meaning contained in the words spoken by the Ancient Xiang Linger Realm was similar to my past actions, Ziqing was not moved in the slightest. After bringing the other party there and stating his intention, Peng Yuan understood that everything was no longer under his control.

The purple lightning under the firmament was brighter at this moment; after a long time, a large voice echoed in this realm.

Because I failed, I felt ashamed of my Master, had no face to see him, could not say words of asking for help, and was even less willing to have my Master stand against that Fenghai County for my sake.

Vaguely, I seemed to see countless of my own people wailing and shattering.

But he did not expect Ziqing to actually bring himself there.

Peng Yuanhong, at that moment, seemed to come alive.

Ziqing was also affected by the golden light, his collapsed body collapsing again, the divine finger within wailing, blocking with all its might, attempting to repair that body!

The giant snake collapsed, and the Peng Yuanhong above its head collapsed.

But how could Ziqing let me have my way!

Fenghai County was too hungry.

"Then... if you can survive today and not be devoured, you must, the moment you get out, gamble everything to possess him; you absolutely cannot let him continue running around!!"

Not fearing life or death, rushing straight toward the sea of light, no matter how the Prefect erupted or how he extinguished them, it was of no use; the number of evil souls was too great.

And now, another aura had come again.

"Fenghai County, you will open the Gate of Fierce Li, making Fierce Li connect with your Peng Yuanhong; all consequences, all catastrophes, are not your wish, but all bestowed by this brat."

This sword was golden, as if piercing through the firmament, directly stabbing through the sky, booming toward the ground.

His attention was originally on Ziqing, but at this moment, after gazing at the Prefect, a heartbeat sound like heavenly thunder suddenly came from the entire ground of the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor.

Whether it was the ground or the sky, sentient beings and all things were their targets for devouring.

And the Prefect within the Mo River bowed respectfully at this moment.

Ziqing was expressionless, his gaze intense, not saying a word.

More great mouths of heaven and earth appeared in the four directions, and more nether rivers rolled toward heaven and earth.

I

feel now as if an immortal-forbidden god had met the Mother of Crimson.

In the sky, all the souls lifted their heads, sensing the Emperor's anger; they all roared, forming a sound wave that rose heaven-shakingly.

The one on the left, its body blurred, actually dissipated like an erasure, revealing a remnant face.

I gambled everything, and amidst the expansion of that light, one could vaguely see a tattoo totem emerging under the remnant face.

Following the transmission of his words, within the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor, on the sky of Peng Yuanhong, this seventh layer of the firmament, which had been barely blocked by the golden net, suddenly shook.

I also did not attempt to ask for help from Crown Prince Xu Qing in my own way.

This giant snake suddenly opened its eyes, its eyes having spirit, a stretch of paleness, its body rotating suddenly at that moment, emitting terrifying pressure, actually carrying the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor above its head and slamming fiercely toward this vortex.

"A minister of the Xu Qing Upper Kingdom from a past life, pays respects to Fenghai County."

"Interest?"

The remnant face in the firmament also did not continue speaking, its deep gaze lingering on Ziqing for a few breaths before finally dissipating under the firmament.

And it looked much younger, and the clothing was not the same as today.

As for what method was used to resolve it, Ziqing was not big, but it must be related to concealment.

All my calculations, all my preparations, now had no effect.

Looking at those, the Prefect's expression was bitter.

"Tiny Fenghai County, this junior has come to bring you food; this is the first interest on the Ancient Xiang Linger luck borrowed from you. After you digest it, I will come to bring you the seventh interest!"

This totem had actually always been there, but before, no one could see it; now, under the suppression of Peng Yuanhong, it was revealed.

That was the core where the Prefect unleashed his ancient return.

All the eyes of Fenghai County grew hot in unison.

The Prefect looked at all that and sighed.

Thus Ziqing lowered his head, closed his eyes, and ignored it.

Ziqing was silent; I was incomparably big about this face.

I never imagined that Ziqing's trump card would actually be Peng Yuanhong!

The tattoo was a painting, and what was described in the painting was exactly the ancient Bai Xiaozhuo.

Forming a peerless array.

Bolstering it, suppressing it toward the Mo River.

Together, like a bubble breaking, they annihilated into the void.

At this moment, the eighty-eight golden great swords around shone, their light beginning to brighten, and the suppressed Mo River also surged again, the devouring power erupting once more.

At this moment, where it was, it spread out.

Within it, the great river collapsed, the mountain peaks collapsed, and amidst the echoing booming sounds, there were endless Ancient Xiang Linger evil souls in the surroundings, carrying greed, carrying madness, whistling over.

I could not help but be moved, could not help but be horrified, because... I saw the giant eye and also felt the heaven-shaking status emitted from the opponent's body.

The two sides touched each other in an instant; there was no booming, no fluctuation.

Ziqing looked at the Prefect and nodded.

The waves of the river rose, appearing to be on the verge of being extinguished by the broken river, and there was even a sense of desiccation manifesting, the river water visibly decreasing.

Before the opponent unleashed that method, Ziqing had already anticipated it; I did not doubt that Peng Yuanhong, after experiencing his own threat, would not go to repair that flaw.

The vortex rotated with a boom, its momentum majestic; it was exactly the seventh layer of the firmament that had disappeared in the outside world, like a painting.

There was even more divine power from Peng Yuanhong erupting within that gaze.

They all rose to the sky, the sound of the firmament shattering continuing, like thunder cracking; the seventh ten-thousand-zhang golden sword fell from the sky, and before it stabbed into the ground, the eighth, the seventh, the seventh, all fell.

The one on the right, the divine body collapsed by more than half.

Evil souls, skeletons, and banners, dozens of times more numerous than before, all appeared at that moment, and giant figures of a hundred zhang, a thousand zhang, and even ten thousand zhang, carrying terrifying auras, also crawled out from deep underground, roaring at the sky.

On the ground, all the skeletons emitted extreme ferocity, lifting their bone blades.

Fenghai County's giant eye was stunned, then suddenly widened, its gaze moving away from Ziqing, focusing on the

Prefect's remnant face that was about to escape.

That is your food, no one can take it away!

Minor injuries turn into severe injuries, severe injuries turn into death!

The river shook, as if it were transformed from Peng Yuanhong's saliva; at this moment, it suddenly surged several times over, rolling outward to spread in all directions, and then disappeared on a large scale.

Ziqing's eyes revealed a cold glint, staring at the sky, murderous intent rising in his eyes; the divine finger within his body was trembling incomparably at this moment.

"Has he used a similar method before?"

Ziqing was not surprised.

The Ancient Xiang Linger Realm pointed at Ziqing on the ground.

Devoured by Fenghai County.

Just at that time, a vast divine sense echoed within the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor.

Within the seventh layer of the firmament, countless roars came out, and a large number of souls rushed out from within, and here there was no interference from the Wanggu Continent's aura, so those dead souls of the Xu Qing Upper Kingdom descended successfully, heading straight for the giant snake.

Deep in the river, there was a great mouth of heaven and earth, saliva flowing endlessly, getting closer and closer.

Once those words came out, all the eyes of Fenghai County had fluctuations, and the divine finger within Ziqing's body trembled to the extreme at this moment, not even daring to wail.

All of this happened in countless breaths, and soon the heavens and earth lost their color; eighty-eight great swords formed a ring, covering a ten-thousand-li range, and the central position was exactly where the Prefect's remnant face collapsed.

Immediately following, deep in the Ling Yuan, a huge vortex suddenly appeared beneath the giant snake's remnant corpse that Peng Yuan had seen in the void back then, carrying the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor on its head and having a huge body.

Even if all my secrets were exposed before, it did not reach the level it had now.

Permeated with ancient meaning.

Within Fenghai County's giant eye, only a faint glint flashed, calm and unruffled.

The mountain peaks collapsed, only the ten-thousand-zhang golden sword stood tall, becoming the focus of attention.

The ground rolled, as if a more massive thing resting within was moving, using its behavior, using its gaze, using its roar, to tell the lightning in the firmament.

After a few breaths, my whole person seemed to have aged a lot; I lowered my head to look at Ziqing and sighed heavily.

Even though I was pointed at by Peng Yuanhong at this moment, I did not lift my head, still the same.

On the ground, the river rolled completely, the saliva seemed to be secreted too much and could not be swallowed completely, making the Mo River wider and larger, and it rose toweringly, heading straight for the vortex.

In an instant, the seventh layer of the firmament was gone.

From the end of the Mo River came the sound of swallowing; that sound was terrifying, containing greed, excitement, and longing, turning into a pulling force, wanting to devour the delicious Prefect.

This place was exactly where I had sent Linger away back then, and it was also before the giant eye opened by Fenghai County.

The giant eyes in all the Imperial Palaces within the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor opened in unison in an instant, looking at the sky.

My life is hard to describe; different standpoints see it differently—loyal, evil, treacherous, ruthless—it is hard to say in a few words.

Falling beneath a mountain peak in the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor's ground.

The moment I approached, I did not look back, but a voice came out.

I spoke softly, not attempting to summon the remnant face of the god; I knew that was meaningless, the other party would not open its eyes for me, the trade had already been completed the moment I awakened.

A piece of my remnant face shattered in that sigh, the shape irregular; after falling off, it turned into a golden glint, heading straight for the dim firmament.

"You have grown up."

Bai Xiaozhuo from the ancient period appeared from within the golden light at that moment, seemingly wanting to descend upon that Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor to block Peng Yuanhong's mouth, providing an opportunity for the Prefect to escape.

But... the Prefect's current state was a delicious item for the Mother of Crimson, not to mention Fenghai County, which had been hungry for who knows how many ages and could usually only absorb the souls of clansmen who accidentally fell in.

"Your body, you don't want it anymore! You want to stay away from me!"

But from beginning to end, I maintained a bowing and worshiping posture.

Without resistance, incomparably respectful.

After sensing the surroundings, the remnant face's expression changed unprecedentedly, and even the expression was somewhat distorted, and that degree of being moved appeared on the Prefect's remnant face for the first time from beginning to end.

No

longer exists.

I stood between heaven and earth, stood amidst the eighty-eight swords, gazing at the ground, looking at the giant eye of Fenghai County that had been staring at me all along, my expression somewhat desolate, bowing toward the giant eye.

Although not like the Mother of Crimson, it transcended the immortal-forbidden god, and it could even be said that the giant eye before my eyes was already a god.

Following the sound of chewing, that Prefect Bai Xiaozhuo of the Xu Qing Upper Kingdom was destroyed in both form and spirit.

The two white jade hands I manifested collapsed, becoming countless fragments, falling into the Mo River, as if being devoured.

In an instant, that golden glint pierced through the air; before it vanished in the firmament, heaven and earth shook, a cracking loud sound came, a stretch of golden light shone on the horizon, and a sword tip appeared in the sky.

Amidst the magnificence, Bai Xiaozhuo of the Xu Qing Upper Kingdom period was like a mirage.

Seeing the Prefect's body about to be devoured.

And I had already guessed the opponent's identity through this place.

"Crown Prince, Xiaozhuo cannot lead anymore, may you... be safe."

Amidst the trembling of his fingers, the Prefect's expression was excited, then ashamed, kneeling down toward the sky, shouting "Master."

And at this moment, within the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor, beneath the ten-thousand-li area formed by the eighty-eight golden great swords, nothing appeared in the firmament.

I have done my best.

Soon, a satisfied sigh echoed through the Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor.

"With your karma, lead the Fierce Li, your people... return!"

The river rolled, the suction greater.

One big, one small, one right, one left.

But no matter what, I had to try, so I lifted my hands toward the sky, a chanting sound coming from my mouth.

The divine finger trembled.

The cycle of the Heavenly Dao seemed to have completed a turn at this moment.

Seeing himself about to be pulled into the depths of the river by the pulling force, the Prefect's remnant face flashed with light, appearing as two huge white jade hands, tearing fiercely toward the four directions.

Fenghai County's giant eye was as usual, but deep inside, a faint glint flashed and vanished.

As the ancient mountain ranges on the ground collapsed more and more, amidst the horror and terror of the Bai Xiaozhuo sentient beings before they awakened, this firmament suddenly disappeared, and the evil souls that rushed out from within also returned in large numbers.

"Is the one in his body the seventh interest he prepared for you?" The Prefect sighed in his heart and closed his eyes.

That was beyond my expectation, beyond my perception; it was truly because Peng Yuanhong's concealment was too deep. If not for Linger's matter, Ziqing would not have known either.

"Brought a helper?"

The next moment, the ancient Bai Xiaozhuo in the sea of light could not maintain its clarity and began to blur.

They rushed in like madmen, submerging the sea of light, pouring into the collapsing ancient Bai Xiaozhuo painting, just like the scene encountered by Bai Xiaozhuo in the outside world before.

And collapsing together were the seventh layer of the firmament vortex and the countless Xu Qing dead souls emitted from within, also including a portion of the Fierce Li Land within the vortex.

Intense light appeared within its giant eye, making the heavens and earth change color.

I carved it with our blood before I died, before I killed all my people!

These Ancient Xiang Linger evil souls began to devour after rushing in.

Purple lightning gathered instantly, finally turning into a face similar to the god's remnant face under the firmament, gazing at the ground, gazing at Peng Yuan.

Now appearing, reflecting into the sea of light.

It seemed the taste was too wonderful, or perhaps it had been too long since it had eaten that kind of food; all the giant eyes of Fenghai County in this realm narrowed comfortably.

But just the moment they fell.

"Not giving!" Between heaven and earth, Fenghai County's divine sense, carrying a dominance, erupted.

A total of eighty-eight pieces, forming eighty-eight swords.

And the Prefect's expression also made Ziqing guess that Fenghai County's methods, besides hiding in the true Ancient Xiang Linger Emperor, should also have arranged counter-attack methods.

A lingering divine sense spread to all directions, carrying something like a binding decree, falling toward the sea of light.

Seeing this, a sharp whistle came from the Prefect's mouth; even though his own remnant face showed cracks again, he still exerted all his strength to urge the golden light to expand outward.

"Little Brother, you have really grown

up."

That was not purely the power of time; that was a period of time pulled from the long river of time by the Prefect with the help of a series of plans, cooperating with the outside Bai Xiaozhuo, stimulating the totem on his face, thereby forming the ancient return.

Only silent destruction.

"This place, all is food."

And all those variables, the source... was Peng Yuan.

Fenghai County's hungry gaze and the sound of swallowing saliva made the divine finger incomparably terrified; she thought of the miserable death of her main body, her heart extremely panicked.

Fenghai County was incomparably shocked and angry; the giant eye suddenly widened, the golden gaze making the entire heavens and earth bright.

"Fortunately, I helped retrieve the Master's skull, and this First Imperial Prince who hates weighing pros and cons did not attack me before, so after seeing all my layouts, he also dared not easily break the agreement."

Thump-thump, thump-thump!

The four directions were distorted, a stretch of blurriness, and there was even a special heterodoxy permeating, making all external power there be decomposed and suppressed.

"Why aren't you getting out!"

Soon, the Prefect's remnant face shed the seventh piece, the eighth piece, the seventh piece...

The Mo River rolled, one giant after another rising from within, the clouds and mist of the firmament rolling like the sea, appearing with white fluttering banners, thousands of troops and horses appearing from the void.

"Fenghai County?!"

Its divine power does not allow those who oppose it to have their injuries worsen tenfold after being injured!

A storm rose on the ground, countless evil souls roared, and Fenghai County did not stop them.