Chapter 747: Unexpected Clues

Once this sound came out, the heavens and the earth in this mountain range became dim.

Compared to the surrounding sky, this place seemed to instantly turn into a forbidden land, unkind to the living, making all beings crawl. All grass and trees were withering, and all birds and beasts were mutating one after another.

And the boundary of this dimness was still spreading, invading in all eight directions.

Wherever it passed, the appearance of the world changed, as if a layer of illusory veil had been lifted, revealing the true inner quality.

Tombs rising and falling, bones that had rotted for who knows how many years, composed the world in Xu Qing's eyes.

At this moment, he was standing inside a huge skull, his whole body emitting a terrifying aura, purple hair fluttering behind him, blood threads dancing all around, and the person he grabbed in the air with his raised right hand had his body distorted.

Bursts of whispers from the void echoed in the heavens and the earth. For a time, the firmament roared, and the earth trembled.

That person who was seriously injured and in a coma was also barely able to open his eyes stimulated by this scene. The moment he saw Xu Qing, his eyes were first dazed, then horrified, and finally extremely terrified.

He seemed to want to say something, but he could not open his mouth. Only indescribable screams, along with the invasion of the hetero-quality, along with witnessing the god, echoed monstrously.

Compared to the miserable wails of his companion a few days ago, his here was clearly more beautiful.

Because this scream was not one, but countless...

Because his body at this moment appeared with countless overlapping shadows, as if it had become a book.

Each page was a figure of him, representing his past, as well as the infinite possibilities of his future.

Each seemed different, but they all screamed the same.

This miserable sound that gathered the past, present, and future was naturally more moving than his companion's.

And Xu Qing in the God-Spirit state had a calm gaze. At this moment, divinity rose on his body, but humanity, due to the soul threads, did not dissipate, remaining in a relatively stable state.

This state allowed him to more easily make numerous choices according to the will of humanity, following divinity.

For example, at this moment, countless blood threads spreading from Xu Qing's body floated forward in an instant, falling on the person who was screaming, gently flipping through the other party's past like tentacles.

Scene after scene clearly reflected in Xu Qing's eyes, and he also saw the other party's dead companion.

This was not soul searching, but it was more direct than soul searching, because this was the ability of a god.

Through this person's past, Xu Qing saw the other party's complete life. Like his companion, the other party was born with a missing soul.

It seemed that the mysterious organization was very keen on absorbing this type of person.

But this person's talent was clearly higher than his companion's; whether it was cultivation or techniques, there were outstanding points.

Xu Qing's gaze swept over and continued to check until he saw the scene he wanted to know.

The location of that residential house, and the hand of the black-robed person fiddling with the oil lamp.

Gazing at this picture, Xu Qing was expressionless. With a tug of the blood-colored threads in front of him, he forcibly pulled this shadow of the past from that person's body, floating alone in front of Xu Qing.

His gaze swept over the black-robed person in the picture, but he did not act rashly, instead putting it aside.

Afterward, he turned his head to look at the screaming cultivator, opened his mouth, and spat out a breath.

This breath was purple mist. After it churned and covered the other party, strands of threads were conjured from the top of this person's head, spreading to the void in all eight directions.

That was everyone who existed in all his memories.

Among them, there was a thread located in the center; that was his life-bound thread.

The direction it spread... was to the north of this place, and the distance was not very far.

"It really is a clone."

Xu Qing spoke hoarsely, flicking slightly. Immediately, this life-bound thread shook violently, and the main body connected in the dark was directly affected.

And the shadow also adjusted its direction according to this clue, gathering its spreading body, turning into a straight line. In this way, it made its own speed and length greater, passing instantly.

At the same time, a thousand miles away from where Xu Qing was, a middle-aged cultivator wearing a gray robe was galloping forward. This person's appearance was ordinary, with nothing special. If placed in a crowd, it would be easy to be ignored.

His eyes were even smaller, which also well covered the cold glint that occasionally appeared in his eyes.

At this moment, in this gallop, he was also analyzing his arrangements in his heart. Although to a certain extent, his arrangements were near perfect, he knew very well that one could not underestimate anyone, so the possibility of being seen through was still there.

"However, that is a matter for later."

This gray-robed person muttered in his heart, accelerating to go to other counties in this domain, preparing to leave through the teleportation array of a foreign race, so as to better hide himself and wait for the organization's decree.

But just at this moment, his heart suddenly trembled, the world before his eyes was somewhat hazy, as if the heavens and the earth were rotating, and his soul felt a sense of terror and trembling.

Immediately following, a voice actually echoed directly in his soul.

"It really is a clone."

This sentence made the gray-robed person's expression change greatly. Just as he was about to make a move, a restraint from within his soul covered his whole body, making his body stiffen, directly falling from mid-air toward the earth.

The horror in his heart had now reached its limit. He wanted to counterattack, but there was no figure of any enemy around.

But unexpectedly, the voice in his mind was incomparably clear, and the restraint from that voice was erupting.

"What's the situation!"

This gray-robed person's breathing was rapid, struggling with all his might during the process of falling to the ground. Until his body landed on the ground with a bang, he spat out a mouthful of blood and recovered a trace of action.

His body jumped violently, just about to escape, but the next instant, his body directly stiffened.

A blood-colored eye grew out of the shadow under his feet, revealing evil.

"Found... you..."

Inside the cave, Xu Qing withdrew his gaze from the life-bound thread of the person before him and ignored it anymore. Since he had caught the main body, he also intended to try some things.

Even if it failed, it would not affect his capture. If he could obtain some clues from within, it would make this matter clearer.

Thus, Xu Qing looked at the picture of the past that had been placed aside.

The focus of his gaze was the black-robed person fiddling with the oil lamp inside.

Gazing at this person, the purple moon behind Xu Qing's back shone brightly.

The next instant, all the blood-colored threads outside his body rushed toward the black-robed person in the picture, instantly penetrating and merging into it.

Using the past to verify the future.

The power of a god, at this moment, seemed omnipotent. As long as it existed in memory, it could be affected in this indirect way.

In an instant, the black-robed person actually trembled, and the originally illusory state actually showed signs of wanting to become real. During this process, Xu Qing also saw a part of this black-robed person's life through his own influence.

Until he saw the other party at an altar, worshiping the firmament... but what he was looking at, Xu Qing could not see.

Thus, he increased his divine source, wanting to check at a deeper level. But just at this moment, within this black-robed person's body, a hidden intent seemed to perceive that the host was being affected, so it woke up from its slumber.

Immediately following, a cold snort came out extremely abruptly from the picture where the black-robed person was, directly roaring into Xu Qing's heart, turning into a piece of hetero-quality power, erupting within Xu Qing's body.

This piece of hetero-quality power appeared out of thin air and even formed an illusory picture.

In the picture, blood rain flowed, wails were endless, hetero-quality rose, and the heavens and the earth were dim.

Using this to suppress.

If it had been another cultivator, they would definitely have been affected at this moment. But Xu Qing here was now in the God-Spirit state. With the spread of the divine source, it directly formed a purple moon shadow in his heart, suppressing it.

Amidst the roaring, Xu Qing's God-Spirit state body swayed slightly and retreated three steps.

The hetero-quality and picture transformed by the cold snort in his heart also dissipated at this moment. But the other party's power was extraordinary; although it could not do anything to Xu Qing, it affected this place.

In an instant, the picture of the past as the source collapsed and shattered. As for the screaming clone, it also shook all over, turning into blood water, and the mountain tomb also collapsed.

Amidst a pile of rubble and bones, Xu Qing stood there, slowly raised his head, looked at the night sky of the firmament, and a cold glint appeared in his eyes.

"Those hetero-qualities that appeared with the cold snort, I am very familiar with..."

"The picture formed by that hetero-quality, I am also very familiar with..."

"This black-robed person worshiping the firmament on the altar, what he saw... now I finally know what it is."

"Hetero-quality comes from the Remnant Face, and the picture is also a scene of the world when the Remnant Face opens its eyes. What that black-robed person worships is exactly that son-of-a-bitch Remnant Face on the firmament!"

Xu Qing's heart was ice cold.

When he was in the Nanhuang Continent, he knew there was an organization that worshiped the Remnant Face, adored the Remnant Face, and even called themselves believers.

After coming to the Imperial Capital Domain of the human race, he heard of this organization again, understanding that besides believing in the Remnant Face, their doctrine was to constantly search for the so-called God Child.

After finding them, they would devour the God Child, and in this way, make themselves closer to the god they believed in.

At the same time, through the introduction of Princess Anhai, he also knew that this organization was not only one of the ten super forces of the human race, but also the same in other races.

It was spread all over the Wanggu Continent; it seemed that in every race, there were believers.

"Words of Truth!"

Xu Qing muttered, his body slowly transforming, the third layer of the God-Spirit state gradually dissipated, and the dimness and changes to the world around him also blurred rapidly until finally, when Xu Qing's main body appeared, everything returned to normal.

Only the rubble under his feet proved that the scene before had indeed appeared.

And then there was his hair, which had turned purple; it seemed that the display of this third layer of the God-Spirit state still caused him some influence.

It was precisely at this time that a whistling sound came from afar. The gray-robed person's figure galloped over and arrived behind Xu Qing. His expression was fanatical, his demeanor revealed piety, but his eyes carried unprecedented terror. He knelt down toward Xu Qing and spoke loudly.

"Greetings to the Master. There is one sentence that this little one has wanted to say to you for a long time. Today, using this body, I want to express my sincerity. Master, you are a Master worthy of respect, a Master full of wisdom. Your wisdom and talent make this little one feel trusted and relied upon. Under the Master's leadership, I continue to grow and progress, feeling at ease, comfortable, and reassured."

Little Shadow spoke loudly, his expression sincere, but the eyes that did not belong to him were becoming more and more horrified.

In the dark night, Xu Qing stood in front, his light purple long hair fluttering in the wind.

The gray-robed figure behind him kowtowed fanatically.

"Let's go, back to the Imperial Capital."

Xu Qing spoke calmly, stepped forward, and walked away into the night. ===== CHAPTER 748 =====