Chapter 547: Wild Geese Fly Long, Light Does Not Cross

The firelight of the Skyfire Sea illuminated the sky, looking red from afar. Although not like fresh blood, it also gave people a sense of ominousness.

As for the sky outside the fire sea, the further away, the lighter the firelight, until the darkness swallowed the afterglow, and heaven and earth turned into a dimness, the same color as the blood dripping from the iron cages on the ground.

Wherever the convoy passed, such bloodstains existed all the way. And the people of the two-race villages who saw all this had greed on their faces, licking their tongues, looking at the convoy from afar.

To them, the human sacrifices imprisoned in the iron cages were very delicious food, and at the same time, they could be sent to the temple as living food at critical moments in exchange for the continued peace of their two races.

Throughout history, there have been too many such things. Not only the Human Race, but in this Sacrifice Moon Domain, the fate of all lower-class ethnic groups was like this: either become food for other ethnic groups, or become sacrifices.

The law of the jungle, on this land, was exceptionally clear. It's just that many times, the strong, in the eyes of the even stronger, were also weaklings that could be eaten. No ethnic group could become the supreme will.

Even the temple was the same. This, perhaps, was the melody of heaven and earth played by fate. Remember in one second, just like now, the wind was sobbing, blowing across the sky and the earth with heat waves, lifting layers of invisible fluctuations in the sky, and blowing up Skyfire dust like sand on the ground.

While permeating in all directions, within it was also a hint of killing intent that was gradually becoming intense, turning into a messenger of death, carrying a blood-slaughtering sickle, erupting, galloping, and arriving!

The source of this killing intent came from Xu Qing! Xu Qing was silent all the way, his eyes filled with endless stern killing intent. The heat of the sky could not melt his coldness in the slightest, and the warmth of the earth could not submerge half of his killing intent.

Under Ling'er's guidance, he unfolded his full speed toward the south, the power of the Life Lamp spreading over his entire body, his cultivation base adding its strength, exchanging for extreme speed.

This speed was to surpass the convoy, and the blood on the ground also made Xu Qing understand that his direction was not wrong.

"This is the road!" Xu Qing muttered in his heart, his speed even faster. By this time, he no longer needed Ling'er to continue guiding him. Following the bloodstains on the ground, Xu Qing stirred up a heaven-shaking roar, forming a storm that swept in all directions, getting closer and closer to the target place.

Five thousand miles, three thousand miles, one thousand miles, five hundred miles... In four days, he had traveled more than ten thousand miles in this pursuit, and at dusk on the fourth day, the heaven-shaking roar turned into a storm, reaching the convoy moving forward.

The two-race cultivators responsible for escorting, numbering over a hundred, were immediately alerted by the echoing storm sound.

Looking into the distance, at the horizon, there was lightning and thunder.

"What's the situation!" The giant beasts of the convoy were startled one after another, appearing restless. The two-race cultivators on them stood up one after another, their expressions suspicious, when heaven and earth changed color, and Xu Qing's figure appeared in the firmament.

He finally caught up! But the moment he saw the convoy on the ground, intense pain came from Xu Qing's heart.

He saw the convoy, saw those ten huge cages. He also saw countless Human Race in the cages, squeezed together forcibly like cargo like livestock.

Their numbness, their pain, and the smell of decay and death permeating within them made Xu Qing's eyes a bit red, and the cold killing intent on his body erupted uncontrollably.

His figure turned into a long rainbow, surrounded by endless lightning, heading straight for the convoy, his speed so fast that he descended instantly.

Amidst a heaven-shaking roar, Xu Qing smashed directly toward the convoy! The earth shook, lifting countless mud, and even lightning spread in all directions.

The convoy paused. Those giant beasts felt the cold killing intent one after another, all trembling, and the two-race cultivators on them also had their expressions change one after another, instantly blocking.

"Who is it!"

"Audacious, actually daring to intercept our two-race alliance!"

"Is it a Human Race?" As these two-race cultivators rushed out in shock and anger, Xu Qing, who had landed, looked up fiercely, killing intent in his eyes astonishing. His whole body rushed out, heading straight for a Sky Face race cultivator ahead.

This Sky Face race cultivator's expression changed. Feeling the terrifying fluctuation from Xu Qing's body, he wanted to dodge but it was too late. Xu Qing's speed was too fast, utilizing his own physical strength to crash directly into this cultivator.

With a boom, this tall Sky Face race cultivator had a large hole in his chest, pierced through by Xu Qing, his body trembling and collapsing.

Xu Qing did not hesitate at all. With a wave of his hand, the Mount Zhaoxia light spread, turning into ten beams of light to envelop all the cages. Afterward, the poison restriction power within his body erupted fully.

The surroundings instantly twisted, and while endless strange substances were born, shrill wails also followed. Even the Jin Wu Sect Ancestor went mad, turning into red lightning, killing toward the crowd.

Ling'er also gritted her teeth, ferocity appearing in her eyes, and struck accordingly. There was also the shadow. It noticed Xu Qing's anger and also noticed Ling'er's sadness, which made it angry as well, spreading rapidly, protecting Ling'er, and striking for her.

But their actions were not as cruel as Xu Qing's. Xu Qing's speed was extremely fast. Raising his right hand, a dagger appeared, instantly approaching a Mirror Shadow race cultivator, and his left hand clenched into a fist, striking fiercely.

With a boom, the other party's mirror body shattered. Amidst the fragmentation, his fist went deep into it, the poison restriction spread, and instantly shrill wails were emitted.

Xu Qing turned and flickered, his body crashing into a Sky Face race cultivator who rushed up from behind. With the dagger in his hand, he slashed upward fiercely. As fresh blood erupted, he reversed his grip on the dagger and slashed fiercely at the other party's neck.

The head flew up. Afterward, the Jin Wu flew out into the sky, spitting fiercely toward the ground. Skyfire fell, and several two-race cultivators who wanted to flee in horror emitted miserable sounds, their bodies instantly burning.

Xu Qing was expressionless, his eyes blood-red, his body covered in blood, continuing to strike, approaching another Mirror Shadow race cultivator.

This cultivator was a Nascent Soul. At this moment, his expression was shocked and angry. The killing intent on Xu Qing's body made his soul intimidated. He was about to retreat but it was too late. Xu Qing's speed was astonishing, rushing over.

At the moment of contact, this Nascent Soul Mirror Shadow race instantly pinched a seal to form a piece of sharp blades, and even some ghost fire spread, forming an eerie ghost flower, enveloping Xu Qing and swallowing his vitality.

And Xu Qing didn't care about these at all. His physical body was strong, and even if he was injured, he had the Purple Crystal to recover. So unless he encountered the kind of existence that could make him unable to bear a single strike, otherwise, exchanging injury for killing was his consistent style of striking.

Approaching at this moment, amidst the echoing booming sound, Xu Qing ignored the other party's techniques landing on his body. He revealed cruelty in his eyes, opened his mouth, and swallowed the other party's ghost flower directly into his mouth.

The poison restriction within his body erupted, instantly extinguishing it. The dagger in his hand stabbed fiercely, one knife after another. The Nascent Soul cultivator wanted to struggle, but it was to no avail. Amidst the screams, the body spat out fresh blood.

It was only a few breaths of time. After Xu Qing forcibly collapsed the other party's parasitic body, he cut open his neck directly, extinguishing his vitality.

Afterward, with a flick, he smashed toward other two-race cultivators who rushed up from behind, and his left hand pinched a seal, pressing forward.

Instantly, a large number of Heavenly Demon bodies flew out from behind, rushing toward the other party, tearing and swallowing crazily. These scenes made the remaining two-race cultivators in the surroundings feel terrified to the extreme. Some began to retreat, wanting to leave here.

But they didn't walk a few steps before their bodies rotted, wailing and falling. Other cultivators trembled, all retreating crazily. In their eyes, Xu Qing was like a messenger of death. Anyone he looked at represented the arrival of death.

Especially his entire robe had now become blood-colored. Under the firelight of the Jin Wu, the blood aura was heaven-shaking, and the killing intent was astonishing.

Although there were over a hundred cultivators here, most were Core Formation and Foundation Establishment, and as for Nascent Soul, there were only six. After all, in their own territory, escorting these mortal livestock did not require too many powerhouses. And Watching Duanmu Cang had already been captured and taken away by the State Preceptor and others, so in their cognition, it was impossible for rescue to occur.

There was also no second Human Race powerhouse. Xu Qing's existence, the more than ten thousand people in the Human Race city, not a single one spoke out.

The kindness of human nature, the affection of the same race, in the midst of evil, became increasingly prominent. And for the two races, because of Xu Qing's caution, from beginning to end, they actually didn't know.

This led to them facing a situation of being slaughtered when facing Xu Qing. Especially Xu Qing's poison was too terrifying. The Foundation Establishment cultivators of the two races couldn't bear it first, emitting shrill screams and rotting one after another.

Even if the Mirror Shadow race was special, they couldn't escape the poison killing. And Xu Qing's slaughter continued. With a rush, he approached a Sky Face race Nascent Soul cultivator, and the two sides collided instantly.

It was only three or five breaths of time before this Sky Face race Nascent Soul cultivator spat out fresh blood, his head flew up, the Nascent Soul within his body collapsed, and one of them was swallowed directly by Xu Qing.

He had no time to hold it in his hand to refine. As for the injuries on his body, Xu Qing didn't care. At this moment, he turned his head suddenly, gazing at the surroundings.

Following the outbreak of the poison restriction, a large area of death occurred here, and the slaughter of the Jin Wu Sect Ancestor and the shadow also increased the number of deaths of the two-race cultivators.

And Ling'er's strike, Xu Qing had seen it once a long time ago on Mermaid Island, so he knew very well that Ling'er looked weak on the outside, but in reality, her style leaned toward close combat.

Looking at it now, it was indeed so. Battle armor manifested on Ling'er's body. Amidst the circling dragon and snake shadows, there was also a long spear held in her hand. Despite her thin body, she erupted with astonishing combat power.

And this slaughter did not last too long. In less than the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, following the miserable death of the last few two-race cultivators, the surroundings became quiet.

Even those giant beasts pulling the iron cages were all decapitated, killed by the Jin Wu Sect Ancestor in venting his anger.

After everything ended, Ling'er shed tears, and the Jin Wu Sect Ancestor was filled with grief and indignation. They looked at the cages protected by the Mount Zhaoxia light.

The Human Race in the cages were still numb. The torture of many days and the casting of spells by the two races made their consciousness already on the verge of collapse. Even seeing Xu Qing and them, there was no spirit in their eyes.

"Sister Li... Aunt Chen..." Ling'er walked to the cage, looking at the figures inside, her voice carrying crying.

Xu Qing walked over silently, waving his hand to disperse the Mount Zhaoxia light. He raised his hand to open the cage. With a boom, the crowd collapsed from within like cargo.

But carefully protected by Xu Qing, their scattering did not cause more casualties. Only the scenes at the bottom of the cages made Xu Qing's heart sink incomparably low.

At the bottom of the cages, most were meat paste squeezed together. Hundreds of people were fused together, some even unable to recognize their faces...

"Where is Panyan..." Xu Qing muttered in his heart, walking to the next cage, opening one after another, looking at those familiar clansmen, looking at those blood-blurred bodies, looking at those shocking meat pastes, Xu Qing's heart rose with thick sadness.

Having seen the misery of the human world, he still couldn't be indifferent to such a purgatory. Especially two months ago, these were all beautiful lives. In them, Xu Qing felt a rare simplicity, felt a kindness that was hard to find.

In the cold dark night, they held together for warmth, willing to bring their own warmth to more cold clansmen.

But now... Xu Qing closed his eyes. The killing intent in his heart had not diminished due to the previous slaughter; instead, it had become even more intense and potent, piling up in his heart, causing his malevolence to constantly form, making him feel somewhat unable to breathe.

Because, in the meat paste of the seventh cage, he saw half a face. The face of Shi Pangui's partner, the woman who made very delicious snacks... Her body had already melted into mud.

Xu Qing left silently. After opening the last cage, amidst the scattering of the crowd, his gaze stayed in the corner at the bottom of the cage.

There, there was a corner of a book. At this sight, Xu Qing's body trembled uncontrollably. After he waved his hand, the meat paste in that area was slowly pushed away, revealing a little girl.

Her clothes were fused with the meat paste, and her thin body only had a small half left. The upper body, which was not much, held a pharmacopoeia tightly with both hands.

Held very tightly, very tightly. As if, this was her last obsession, her last hope. Existing in the corner, she lowered her head, her pale face without any blood color, looking just like she was asleep.

Xu Qing felt his chest hurt so much, so much. He tried hard to take a breath, but his body still trembled. His mind couldn't control the emergence of the scene from two months ago.

In the scene, a thin figure, carrying timidity, holding a sweet potato, asked him about herbs. In the scene, this child took out grass, asking him about knowledge.

That gaze longing for knowledge made Xu Qing's memory very deep, so he gave out his own pharmacopoeia and accepted the first disciple in his medicine path.

"Teacher, can we still meet?" This was the little girl's last sentence. At this moment in Xu Qing's eyes, the sleeping little girl seemed to raise her head, looking at him timidly, asking the words that echoed in his mind.

"As long as you don't die, you will eventually meet." Xu Qing muttered. This sentence was very beautiful, just... if she died, they wouldn't be able to meet.

Xu Qing stood there for a long, long time. Until Ling'er's crying and the Jin Wu Sect Ancestor's grief-stricken roar seemed to come from a distant place, echoing in his ears, slowly becoming clear, and also pulling his thoughts back to reality.

"Ling'er..." Xu Qing's voice became extremely hoarse. He turned his head, looking at the crying Ling'er. Ling'er ran over, hugging Xu Qing, her body twitching. She had seen very little of such life and death and couldn't bear it.

And the crowd in the surroundings also slowly recovered. Sadness and crying gradually became more and more, until a figure walked over staggeringly and knelt in front of Xu Qing.

"Senior..." The person who came was Shi Pangui. His body was weak, his eyes blood-red, shedding blood tears, his expression carrying distortion, his entire person's madness was being suppressed, trembling as he looked at Xu Qing.

He knew the death of his wife and sister. There was also death intent in his eyes, only before this, he endured everything.

Because he knew, he had to tell Xu Qing about the whereabouts of the State Lord.

"Please Senior, save the State Lord..."

"The State Lord was captured by the State Preceptor of the two-race alliance and taken to the Shengcheng. At that time, I heard them say they wanted to refine the State Lord into vessel blood to repair the Mirror Treasure." Xu Qing looked at Shi Pangui. After a few breaths, he turned his head, looking at the little girl there.

Shi Pangui also looked over. His body trembled even more, his hands gripped tightly, the grief in his heart turned into a mouthful of fresh blood spat out, revealing a miserable smile.

Xu Qing walked over silently, arrived in front of the little girl, squatted down, and covered her eyes.

"Pangui, your sister is asleep, don't disturb her. You all wait here... for me."

"I will bring your State Lord back." Xu Qing said softly. After standing up, his voice was calm.

"Ling'er, can you protect them here?"

"I can!" Ling'er wiped away her tears and nodded forcefully. Xu Qing didn't say much. He left the shadow behind, and also summoned the stone lion and head of Ding Yi Ding Yisaner, while spreading poison mist to envelop the surroundings, sealing this place.

After finishing all this, Xu Qing took a deep breath and patted Shi Pangui on the shoulder.

"Pangui, wait for me to return." After saying this, Xu Qing looked up toward the direction of the Shengcheng. Like looking at a dead land, there was no turmoil, only the intent of death constantly gathering, constantly thickening, and finally spreading over his entire body, enveloping the surroundings.

He didn't continue to speak, took a step forward, arrived above the firmament, and waved his hand to reveal the Xiang Linger Wheel. The terrifying figure of the black-robed old woman appeared in the sky.

Xu Qing stood on top of her head, the old woman's face revealing death and killing intent, flickered, and rushed away suddenly.

Xu Qing lowered his head. In this rapid advance, the poison restriction within his body spread out, spreading behind him. It was not a disorderly spread, but condensed together.

More and more. Gradually, a thick black mist formed behind Xu Qing. This mist contained poison restrictions, causing heaven and earth to change color, and amidst the roaring in all directions, the mist became larger and thicker.

In Xu Qing's continuous release, his poison Nascent Soul erupted with everything, making the poison produced on his body rise unprecedentedly.

Xu Qing rarely released his poison with all his might, but at this moment, the killing intent and suppression in his heart made him want to explode completely.

Just like this, time passed. Three days later. A thousand miles away from the Shengcheng of the two-race alliance, a sandstorm appeared in the firmament, with a range as large as a hundred miles.

It connected the sky, connected the earth, countless lightning roared within, and endless strange substances were invading in all directions.

And in this vast black sandstorm, was a huge old woman figure, and on her head... Xu Qing stood there, expressionless, gazing into the distance.

In these three days, he tried to awaken the God's finger of Ding Yi Ding Yisaner, but the other party did not respond. Xu Qing knew that He was not asleep.

Since there was no response, Xu Qing didn't continue. He didn't even frown. He knew that the place he was going to existed with huge danger. With his cultivation base, it was difficult to face the Xiang Linger Repository.

Not to mention, the Xiang Linger Repository of the two-race alliance had a total of six people. Among them, there were two who had already completed one secret repository.

But some things, even if dangerous, Xu Qing felt that he still had to do. And in fact, as long as those six Xiang Linger Repositories were solved, relying on some means, Xu Qing was not without the power to kill the other Nascent Soul cultivators.

It was just that the price would be huge.

"My disciple died, as a Master, I have to go and seek justice."

"Having eaten so many snacks from others, I always have to do something."

"Also... I borrowed something from others. If Duanmu is gone, I won't be able to return it." Xu Qing said softly, the coldness in his eyes becoming colder and colder, sweeping the poison restriction sandstorm that enveloped a hundred-mile range behind him, approaching the Shengcheng of the two races ahead.

At the same time, a thousand miles away, the Shengcheng of the two-race alliance, which looked like a bird's nest, the people of the two races within were celebrating.

They had already heard about the Human Race, and these days, quite a few lower-class ethnic groups had been captured, and the number of sacrifices was finally enough.

This meant that their two races could be at ease before the next sacrificial day arrived. This matter made the people of the two races excited and inspired, followed by laughter and joy, and the entire city was boiling.

And before, the Skyfire passing overhead, although it caused great damage to the city, making the defensive formation basically exhausted, but the repairs of these few months had still recovered somewhat.

In this liveliness, many people of the two races gathered toward the square between the two royal palaces, where a refining was taking place.

This refining had been going on for a long time and was about to end. The one who performed the refining was the State Preceptor of the Mirror Shadow race, and the one being refined was the Human Race's Watching Duanmu Cang.

For Watching Duanmu Cang, many cultivators of the two races were not unfamiliar. Over the years, people had gone missing around them, and in the end, investigations were related to Watching Duanmu Cang.

So these days of refining, the people of the two races would go to watch. At this moment, in this square, Watching Duanmu Cang's head and limbs were all nailed into a huge mirror, and bursts of white gas emitted from his entire body, merging into the mirror.

This mirror was exactly the Mirror Treasure that had been shattered by him that day. The vessel spirit inside had already shattered, and now it was being reshaped.

And Watching Duanmu Cang's fresh blood continued to flow. The pain brought by the refining of life made his body tremble, his expression distorted, and even if one looked carefully, one could see that most of the bones in his entire body had collapsed, and all the tendons had been torn.

The Nascent Soul was also imprisoned, with countless eerie maggots gnawing at it. The collapsed secret repository was full of death aura, attracting a large number of evil souls to swallow.

Obviously, he had suffered endless torture before. But all this pain did not make him emit any wails.

The backbone of the Human Race made him face it with a smile even when he reached a dead end, unwilling to reveal the slightest fragility.

He stared at the figure sitting cross-legged in mid-air, emitting a hoarse voice.

"Refining this old man actually still needs so long, the Mirror Shadow race is indeed trash." The person sitting cross-legged in mid-air was an old man with a rock body. This person was exactly the State Preceptor of the Mirror Shadow race. He looked coldly at Watching Duanmu Cang and said lightly.

"After you become my mirror spirit, I will let you swallow your clansmen with your own mouth. You will like that taste." ===== CHAPTER 548 =====