Chapter 696

Outside the mist, the legions of the Shenglan Domain were dense, covering the sky and the earth.

Within them, banners fluttered, the breath of fierce beasts, the aura of cultivators, all of this formed a storm that connected the sky and swept the earth.

The momentum was heaven-shaking, the sky rippled, and the earth was suppressed.

The entire world became silent before this boundless army.

Especially since there were many powerhouses in the army, from various sects and races, from the Grand Duke of Shenglan and the great beings of Fenghai County; they floated between heaven and earth, each emitting invisible pressure.

Inside were Seventh Uncle, Marquis Yao, and the Grand Duke of Shenglan.

There were also streaks of blood light flowing, shining in all directions, finally turning into a sea of blood, wanting to submerge the mist.

That was an immortal art.

And before this army, Xu Qing stood there, gazing at the seventeen purple-robed Black Heaven race members who walked out of the mist, his gaze finally falling on the old man who was bowing and speaking to him.

Regarding the two words "Purple Master," Xu Qing was naturally no stranger.

And this title, spoken from the mouths of the Black Heaven race priests, was intriguing.

Xu Qing's eyes were profound; he moved his gaze away from the Black Heaven race old man who was bowing to him and cast it toward the mist behind the other party. Standing here, he could perceive more clearly that the authority belonging to him was rising in the mist.

The Black Heaven race was conducting a ritual related to him deep in the mist, and it was almost complete.

After a long while, under the gaze of the army, amidst the silence of the seventeen priests, Xu Qing's voice slowly came out.

"How do you know my title."

Xu Qing did not beat around the bush; now he was qualified to ask directly, without needing to guess.

Facing Xu Qing's words, that Black Heaven race priest old man, his face full of wrinkles, revealed piety and spoke softly.

"Red Mother fell in the God War, and the New Master was born from her divine remains; this is the reincarnation of God."

"The born Purple Master is the New Master; she has taken over all the authority of the Red Moon, is worshipped by all living beings, and from now on, the moon is red, the purple moon is in the sky, and all affiliated races and divine servants will have a new mission."

"This is the perception we obtained after many sacrifices and requests to the moon."

During the speech, this Black Heaven race priest looked up at Xu Qing, his eyes revealing fanaticism.

"What mission?" Xu Qing's expression was as usual, and a calm voice came out.

"Assist our Master to return to the Divine Heaven, let the Purple Moon descend upon the world; all affiliates will have divine fruits, and as long as there is merit, there will be a position before God!"

Hearing this, Xu Qing gave the old man a meaningful look.

The old man's expression did not change at all, his face full of wrinkles, still pious.

Xu Qing withdrew his gaze; the other party's god-stick-like ghost talk might be able to fool others, but it was useless to fool him.

Xu Qing did not believe this at all.

He believed more in another answer...

The Black Heaven race priests, facing this inevitable great war and this difficult-to-resolve danger of extinction, had long recognized the facts, especially since they knew what happened in Jiyue and understood Xu Qing's background and current situation.

Therefore, there was only one path before them, and that was to surrender.

But there was a trick to surrendering, and Xu Qing had indeed once modified the prayer on the Red Moon and spread it with the help of authority; although it failed in the end, traces remained.

So the Black Heaven race, which had worshipped the Red Moon and served Red Mother for generations, most likely perceived the prayer because of this.

Thus, there was the talk of the Purple Master.

And surrendering in this way, in the hearts of the Black Heaven race priests, was actually not surrendering, because from beginning to end, they were servants of the gods.

As for the talk of mission, the greater possibility was that they endowed it upon themselves.

This was the wisdom of this group of priests.

Even thinking deeper, this group of priests might not be sure whether they were the Purple Master themselves.

But this was not important.

Red Mother had fallen, and living was the key point.

And being able to live with dignity was the top priority.

So Xu Qing felt that even if these Black Heaven race priests thought he was not this Purple Master, it didn't matter; they would modify the prayer themselves and then continue to believe that he was the Purple Master.

After all, no one could refute it.

Xu Qing's expression was as usual; these were all his guesses, and as for the truth, he didn't care, but for these Black Heaven race priests who surrendered in an alternative way, giving a certain deterrence was still necessary.

And this deterrence was very simple for Xu Qing.

For a god-stick, the most direct deterrence was naturally the god.

So, the power of authority in Xu Qing's body dissipated, merging into the ritual related to him that was going on in the mist, to help this ritual accelerate to completion.

Almost the moment Xu Qing's authority merged, the seventeen priests shook one after another; the leading old man looked up suddenly, and while his expression revealed shock and suspicion, a heaven-shaking roar came from the mist.

The mist churned, sending out the chanting that had been locked inside.

"New Moon, our Master, guide Wanggu; miserable living beings, enjoy the happy land."

"Sacrifice the body to our Master, this life is not bitter; morning and evening as a curtain, body and marrow will not rot."

With the echoing of the chanting, purple light erupted from the mist; the sky roared at this moment, and it seemed as if there was an invisible giant hand in the sky, pushing the sky away, and divine power spread in all directions.

A purple star suddenly appeared at the peak of the sky.

It was blurry at first, but soon became clear, finally revealing itself between heaven and earth; her appearance caused the Shenglan side to be shocked, and countless fierce beasts trembled.

Even though they knew about King Tianlan's encounter and understood that this was fake, at this moment, the appearance of the Purple Moon star still made everyone's hearts tremble.

And those seventeen priests knelt down directly toward the Purple Moon in the sky.

At the same time, the pressure fell, heaven and earth blurred, the world twisted, and only the purple light spilled from that Purple Moon, covering the earth.

The mist dissipated rapidly at this moment, revealing everything hidden within.

It could be seen that after the mist dispersed, in the area in front of the army, there was actually an ancient temple.

This temple was vast and full of vicissitudes.

For the vast majority of people, this temple was magnificent and it was their first time witnessing it.

But for Xu Qing and the Captain, this temple... they had seen it.

Its shape was exactly the same as the Moon Palace!

Even the totem on the temple gate was the same.

This was a Moon Palace built on the earth!

It was also the holy land of the Black Heaven race priests.

There, a statue of Red Mother still stood!

At this moment, in front of the temple, more than a million Black Heaven race priests were kneeling; they were all wearing purple robes, all worshipping, all chanting.

And in the sky, the Purple Moon star continued to fall, becoming clearer and clearer, so that everyone saw the stone tablet standing on the Purple Moon star.

That stone tablet emitted purple light, blank on the back, with some handwriting on the front; looking closely, one could perceive that the handwriting was the prayer!

At this moment, whether it was the Shenglan side or the Black Heaven race priests, everyone's hearts were roaring, and just as the Purple Moon star descended to the lowest point and everything was clearest, Xu Qing walked forward.

He walked step by step toward the seventeen priests worshipping the Purple Moon, toward mid-air, toward the Purple Moon.

Until, under the gaze of everyone, amidst countless gasps, Xu Qing's figure walked forward before heaven and earth, arriving in front of the Purple Moon star.

All the distortion and blurriness emitted from this Purple Moon had no effect on Xu Qing, and its illusion, which seemed real but was actually fake, also had no meaning in front of Xu Qing.

This was a star formed by him in the first place.

Whether it was illusion or reality, to Xu Qing, it was all the same.

He walked step by step, stepped onto the Purple Moon star, stepped onto the Purple Moon, and arrived in front of the stone tablet.

Xu Qing stood there, looking down at the earth; where his god-like gaze passed, the Black Heaven race priests on the earth all trembled, and the seventeen priests were the same.

Until finally, Xu Qing's gaze stayed on the old priest.

"Tell me, your name."

The old priest shook all over, hesitant in his heart, but not daring to hesitate for too long, he spoke respectfully.

"Current Chief Priest of the Black Heaven race, You Sang."

Xu Qing raised his right hand and waved it suddenly, branding the two words "You Sang" on the back of the stone tablet; it was very small, and compared to the entire back of the stone tablet, it was less than one ten-thousandth.

But the meaning was extraordinary.

The moment it fell, the entire stone tablet vibrated, the Purple Moon star shook, and the hearts of all the priests on the earth roared heaven-shakingly.

The million priests worshipping the Purple Moon, at this moment, each had rapid breathing, the fanaticism in their eyes was unprecedented, and their hearts were erupting; they all looked at Xu Qing, looked at the stone tablet, looked at the words there, and a huge storm that could not be described in words rose in their hearts.

This scene was beyond everyone's expectations.

For a divine servant, having one's name branded on the place where the god resides is an unparalleled, supreme honor!

Those dozen or so priests who walked out of the mist had their hearts churning to the extreme, intensely, each body trembling, breathing rapid.

Their minds were blank, as this matter was ancient and rare.

And the one whose heart was churning the most was naturally You Sang; his old face was flushed, his body trembling, and it seemed as if millions of heavenly thunders were roaring in his heart.

He never expected that Xu Qing would actually do this.

And looking at his name on the stone tablet, he felt as if his whole person had returned to the state of mind when he first worshipped Red Mother, shocked, awed, and even more excited.

Xu Qing's previous analysis was roughly correct; in fact, for Xu Qing, the Black Heaven race priests' idea was more about borrowing a reason to surrender.

The people below might not understand, but as a priest who surpassed the priests, he naturally understood what to do to best meet expectations.

As priests, they needed a god.

And Xu Qing met this condition very well.

As for whether Xu Qing was the Purple Master, they also had doubts and hesitation, after all, Xu Qing's cultivation was too weak.

But this was not important; it was best if he wasn't.

Thus, there was the god-stick talk of mission.

And the key point was actually just the trend of the times.

But no matter what, he never expected that Xu Qing asking for his name would actually be to carve it on the stone tablet, and that he could actually carve it on the stone tablet!

This behavior shattered all their guesses; this was completely using the way they revered to let them know...

He was the Purple Master.

In the army, Ning Yan walked out at this moment and spoke loudly.

"Assist the Purple Master to return to the Divine Heaven, let the Purple Moon descend upon the world; all affiliates will have divine fruits, and as long as there is merit, there will be a position before God!"

All the priests on the earth worshipped together, their voices heaven-shaking.

"Pay respects to the Purple Master!"

The seventeen priests, led by the old priest, had their hearts like a sea overturning, trembling and prostrating on the ground.

"Pay respects to the Purple Master!"

With the echoing of the voice, with a bang, the statue of Red Mother in front of the temple directly split into pieces and scattered all over the ground.