Chapter 645: Forbidden Art

The moment the god descended, the expressions of everyone in the outside world changed drastically!

A sharp glint flashed in Xu Qing's eyes, the Captain narrowed his eyes, his expression grave!

As for the cultivators on both sides, it was the same.

The Anti-Moon side was filled with shock and suspicion, while the cultivators on the Red Moon side did not feel the excitement they had imagined!

As the blood within the tattered mortal shell spread, the cultivation bases and blood of the Red Moon cultivators showed signs of being out of control, as if that place were the source, intending to suck everything they had toward it.

While everyone felt a sense of trepidation, the Heir and the others who had retreated scattered rapidly, their expressions grave, their auras erupting and merging into a long rainbow.

They formed a five-cornered long array; the light on their bodies branded itself into the void, forming a five-star mark. The five changed positions, stepping upon the pentagram, taking the form of the Four Phases!

The Heir was on the left, Eighth on the right, Ninth in front, and the Fifth Princess in the back! As for Princess Mingmei, she stood in the center, her eyes revealing killing intent as she spoke in a deep voice!

"Before his god-ascension ritual was fully successful, we forcibly interrupted it within the mortal shell; his divine fire was not completely ignited!"

"He appears to have divinity now, but this is also his most fragile moment. He is suppressing the backlash of the failed ritual; once he succeeds in suppressing it and ignites the divine fire, we will be unable to resist him."

"Therefore, this is the only opportunity. I will unfold the Forbidden Art, using time as the source to unlock the shackles of the Heavenly Dao, and execute him with a technique from the past, causing his aura to fall into chaos so he suffers the backlash of the failed ritual and perishes on his own."

Almost the moment Princess Mingmei's words were spoken, the figure within the Red Mother's mortal shell walked out, the blood beneath its feet gushing like a sea, erupting in waves that spread toward the earth and the lakes, dyeing the heaven and earth here red once more!

The smell of blood was thick to the extreme, filling the sky and covering the earth, and the figure walking within this red hue was tall; every step taken produced a heavy thud!

This sound caused the firmament to ripple and the earth to roar, and it stirred the hearts and minds of all the cultivators outside!

Whether they were Red Moon cultivators or Anti-Moon cultivators, their faces turned pale at the sound of these footsteps!

The sound of the footsteps seemed to replace their heartbeats, stepping onto their hearts one by one!

Everyone here instinctively retreated, and at the same time, a tremor from their souls spread throughout their bodies; in this trembling, almost everyone uncontrollably felt the urge to prostrate themselves!

That was the crushing pressure from a higher level of life; that was the fear of the weak toward the strong!

Under these countless gazes, the figure walking out of the tattered mortal shell became increasingly clear, gradually reflecting into the world!

That figure was ten zhang tall, its entire body crimson red; it was as if it had no skin, and while its flesh was a blurred mess, one could see multiple faces on its body, each one different.

There were twelve in total, exactly the other thirteen of the Sovereign's children, excluding the Fourth!

This scene was incomparably bizarre; the Heir, Mingmei, the Fifth Princess, as well as Eighth and Ninth were all within it. As for the figure's appearance, it was extremely ferocious, with dense, irregular golden spots between the flesh, ugly to the extreme!

Its four eyes were all double-pupiled, revealing a cold light as if everything in this world was unimportant in its eyes. On its head grew horns like sharp thorns, not just one, but a row extending to the back of its head and down its back, connecting to the tail behind it.

The tail was entirely golden, and as the figure walked, the tail dragged on the ground, carving long water marks in the sea of blood!

Its hand joints were similar to those of the human race, but it did not have five fingers, only four. In its hand, it currently held a beating heart; it walked while squeezing it, and the moment it stepped out of the mortal shell and was clearly seen by everyone here, its right hand gave a fierce squeeze!

With a bang, the heart collapsed. The Heir spat out blood, his face pale, and he spoke urgently!

"His god-ascension ritual uses time as the foundation. The key to the ritual is to use the time generated when all his blood relatives break through to a major cultivation realm as the basis—devouring this breakthrough time to turn it into his own power, becoming the fuel to ignite the divine fire!"

"Once successful, it is equivalent to one person gathering everything! We are fourteen brothers and sisters, so this ritual has fourteen nodes of the past, and each of these fourteen nodes has one of his time-shadows."

"Each time-shadow corresponds to a different cultivation base; only by severing all these nodes can his ritual be considered a complete failure!"

"Previously, we already severed the five most difficult nodes; now there are nine left. Next, we will sever five more. We cannot spare the effort for the remaining four. Li Li Xiaoshan, if you can fight, you count as one, and Shen Quezi, you count as one."

"Only those who possess the status of Spirit-Containment or the authority of a god can participate in this ritual. So for the remaining two, Xu Qing, you possess the authority, and Chen Erniu, you are a God-Sin; you two can do it."

The Heir's voice echoed, reaching the ears of everyone present!

Li Li Xiaoshan, his body a mess of flesh and blood, laughed in his wretched state, his eyes revealing determination, and he nodded while maneuvering and fighting near Shen Quezi!

Xu Qing and the Captain looked at each other, and as their battle intent soared, the array on the Heir's side erupted at this moment.

Their respective auras expanded, forming a vortex!

Looking from afar, the five people including the Heir were standing on a pentagram array, their bodies arranged in the Four Phases method, with strange phenomena rising in the front, back, left, and right.

The phenomenon appearing on the Fifth Princess was a large flower basket, its petals dancing to form a soft light; where Eighth was, there was a bizarre face formed by the gathering of seven emotions and six desires, its expression changing constantly, instantly alternating through all emotions and desires!

And where the Heir was, the figure of the Sovereign Li Li Zihua appeared in a blur, his momentum like a rainbow, as if he could suppress everything!

As for Ninth, he was now a sharp blade capable of severing heaven and earth; this blade was not a sword but a guillotine, which was the manifestation of the God-Severing Platform he had realized.

Once these Four Phases were formed, they merged with each other, overlapping one great world after another!

And in the center of these worlds was Princess Mingmei; as she stood there, surrounded by the river of time, her figure was reflected in every great world, as if countless versions of her appeared, all looking toward the Red Mother's mortal shell.

At this moment, the sea of blood within the Red Mother's mortal shell erupted again, the God-Child's figure stepped out further, the color of heaven and earth became even more crimson, and the blood within all the cultivators here was also affected!

Whether they were Red Moon or Anti-Moon, the feeling of being out of control in their blood and cultivation bases became even more intense, wanting to break through their bodies and pour out!

Some whose cultivation was weak and who could not instantly suppress their bodies exploded with a roar at this moment, and a large amount of blood flew toward the God-Child!

Among them were even Red Moon cultivators!

This scene immediately caused the surrounding Red Moon cultivators' expressions to change, and they dared not approach!

Clearly, for the God-Child, he no longer cared about factions; all he cared about was becoming a god!

Therefore, even though the Red Moon cultivators retreated, the connection of the same origin still caused many Red Moon cultivators' bodies to continue to collapse, with large amounts of blood emerging. As this blood merged, the dense divine aura on the God-Child surged even more, affecting the firmament and the earth!

In an instant, the sky became more distorted, the void more blurred, the earth more turbulent, and his momentum did not stop there!

This god-like God-Child swept his cold gaze across the four directions, finally landing on the Heir and the others' ritual: "My father's path was wrong. In this world, becoming a god is the only way out!"

"And I was born after he achieved godhood and before he extinguished his divine fire, so I am different from you!"

"The meaning of your existence is to be a part of my god-ascension, and my meaning is to walk the path my father did not finish."

"This is also why I chose the Red Mother; she is the only Dao-friend for my future!" The God-Child spoke calmly, and after speaking, he raised his left hand and grabbed toward the mortal shell behind him!

The mortal shell trembled and flew directly toward the God-Child, instantly enveloping him and transforming into a blood-colored battle armor covering his entire body.

Afterward, he took a step toward the Heir and the others. The moment his foot landed, a strong light appeared in the Captain's eyes, and he waved his hand rapidly. Suddenly, the firmament darkened; the Nine Yang Ring he had displayed earlier descended once more, forming a suppression, roaring and enveloping the God-Child!

"Little Junior Brother."

Almost at the same time the Captain spoke, Xu Qing did not hesitate, manipulating the Anti-Moon Mirror to rotate slightly.

He knew very well that the Captain rarely did anything without a purpose. Since he chose to add the Nine Yangs at this time and chose to let him take action, there must be a reason.

As the mirror surface rotated, light shone and reflected onto the God-Child!

Instantly, the Anti-Moon Mirror trembled, and the Nine Yang Ring rotated rapidly, but the God-Child ignored all of this.

To a god, Xu Qing and the others were merely ants; on this battlefield, only the Heir and his group were of any concern to him!

His footsteps did not pause in the slightest. The moment they landed, the Anti-Moon Mirror roared, and the Nine Yang Ring also showed signs of cracking!

And just at this moment, in the ritual formed by the five, Princess Mingmei, who was in the center, closed her eyes in all of her reflections across the many great worlds!

The moment she closed her eyes, her voice echoed from the void, from the past, and from all eight directions!

"Direct Day belongs to Earth, burying thoughts and hiding the Dao, leveling the land of time!"

"Direct Fixed Day belongs to Wood, nourishing the present and containing the ancient, fixing the gate of years!"

"Direct Executive Day belongs to Water, flowing years return, executing the path of life and death!"

"Direct Broken Day belongs to Fire, memories burn the soul, breaking the shackles of the Heavenly Dao!"

"And I am Gold, burying, nourishing, flowing, burning; leveling, fixing, executing, breaking!"

The moment Princess Mingmei's voice came out, the universe reversed, the sky light dimmed, and all things became blurred!

A surging seven-colored great river came from the void, flowing against the current and submerging everything!

Even the future God-Child found it difficult to break through and was enveloped by the long river!

The power of time operated here as never before!

Looking from afar, this world where the island was located seemed to be erased and merged into the ancient years, finally transforming into an ancient gate on the long river of time, slowly opening!