Chapter 803

The sunset had passed.

At least for today, it had departed.

Along with it disappeared the red clouds of the sky, but the blood-colored light from Xu Qing's body, in this night that was gradually approaching, stirred up a different kind of red.

Blood light reflected the sky.

That was the surrounding vortex of fresh blood, the light of the soul threads on Xu Qing's body, and the outward dissipation of the killing intent in his heart.

Standing there, he was like a demon god representing blood and slaughter, waiting for the arrival of the sacrificial offerings.

And after a brief silence, the sacrificial offerings did not disappoint the slaughter; they arrived as promised.

The first to appear was a middle-aged cultivator; this person was not of the Yanyue Xuantian clan, but... the Bai Ze Clan!

He walked step by step from within the holy city; every step he took formed ripples beneath his feet, manifesting into black lotuses that shone with dark light.

A cultivation fluctuation of the fourth stage of Void Returning surged from his body; judging from the perception, he was stronger than the Mingnan Shizi.

At the same time, malevolent Qi permeated his entire body.

This malevolent Qi did not seem to be accumulated from simple slaughter, but rather left behind after experiencing numerous wars.

It was somewhat similar to those hundred-battle soldiers Xu Qing had in Fenghai County.

Especially the

He was not a heaven-chosen.

Instead, he had been conscripted by the clan, returned from the Black Spirit battlefield, and came specifically for Xu Qing!

Furthermore, through the efforts of the Bai Ze Clan, he had obtained the qualification to participate temporarily during the Great Hunt.

And the Bai Ze Clan was precisely one of the pushers behind the scenes in the holy city during these days.

But obviously, a mere Bai Ze Clan wanting to stir up such ripples was still beyond their reach; however, the answer soon appeared. The moment the Bai Ze cultivator's figure walked over, another figure also walked out from the holy city.

A tall, thin body, six arms clearly different from the human race, natural cracks on the center of his forehead, red skin, and eerie totems emerging all over his body.

It was precisely... the Si'e Clan, who were at war with the human race at the border!

This clan, as one of the three affiliated clans of the Yanyue Xuantian, had a deep foundation and a close relationship with the Yanyue clan; they even held posts under the three major authorities.

They specialized in curse sacrifices.

They were the pushers behind the holy city affair.

Xu Qing's gaze swept over, looking at these two cultivators; there was no surprise. In fact, in Xu Qing's judgment, the Bai Ze and Si'e were only the surface.

Behind them were the families of the cultivators he had slaughtered, and even that Mingnan Wang must have been involved.

This was also the reason why Xu Qing had not accepted the battle earlier.

"The Eldest Brother once said that for the high-level members of the Yanyue Xuantian, this Great Hunt is for raising poisonous insects, to select the strongest descendants in such a cruel way."

"And my role is to stimulate these heaven-chosen."

"Therefore, they let all this happen, but if someone destroys this requirement, it is equivalent to interfering with the plans of the Yanyue high-level."

"Then... if I were a Yanyue high-level, such a useful stimulus source naturally couldn't just be in"

Xu Qing's gaze was calm, his heart was equally calm, as he looked at the two cultivators walking over.

The Si'e Clan cultivator stopped ten feet outside the city, raised his right hand, and began to form seals.

The middle-aged Bai Ze cultivator with malevolent Qi had killing intent surging; he walked step by step, faster and faster, straight toward Xu Qing.

Almost the instant he rushed over, the

The next instant, it returned rapidly, reorganizing outside Xu Qing's body.

In the blink of an eye, purple feathers appeared, rapidly converging; the more feathers there were, the more they formed a body with

A hundred feet tall, the whole body was made of purple flesh and feathers, with two huge wings on the back, and murmurs emanated from within his body, echoing in all directions.

That was the sound of a god.

Furthermore, a sense of being unable to look directly appeared, and in the eyes of the holy city cultivators, different forms also appeared.

At the same time, a purple moon rose slowly behind Xu Qing's strange god-like state; countless figures on it were worshiping, and the sound came from all believers, spreading out.

"New Moon, my Lord, born of Wanggu, all living things, honor the Purple Lord."

"Souls offered to my Lord, the other shore has care, the song of joy, reborn in the next life."

As the sacrificial words spread, the purple moonlight flourished; wherever it shone, it was filled with poison and forbidden.

At this moment, the moon in the sky also dimmed, replaced by Xu Qing's moon; the world... was a sea of purple.

In front of him, there was also a huge sundial, its hands turning, forming the power of time, twisting the void, and blurring everything.

Beneath him appeared a huge lotus platform, each lotus leaf representing one of Xu Qing's abilities—the Golden Crow, the Ghost Emperor Mountain, the Morning Glow light, etc., all contained within.

The purple tentacles they formed spread out; looking from afar, Xu Qing was like a purple flower on the other shore, earth-shaking and shocking.

This was precisely Xu Qing's

Its name is Purple Lord!

Even if the determination of this form might potentially make it difficult to distinguish between friend and foe with Li Zihua due to the unity of the divine source in the future, just as Xu Qing had originally

Rather than considering future life and death, it is better to consider how to live better today.

Therefore, during these days, he had not pondered further, but chose the Purple Lord form as his solidified

Once this state appeared, it was truly like a god descending; the heavens and earth changed color, and the wind and clouds surged.

This was the strongest manifestation of Xu Qing today; that rich fluctuation of the fourth stage of Void Returning pushed Xu Qing's combat strength to his limit.

And at this moment, within the three holy cities, all the cultivators were shocked; even those older Yanyue powerhouses had strange lights in their eyes.

For these older powerhouses, what they cared about was not Xu Qing's combat strength, but this potential of a god.

Mimicking the body of a god is like a convex mirror, which can amplify a cultivator's basic combat strength on a large scale; this ability was what made them gaze.

But Xu Qing still felt it was a pity in his heart; he felt his current state and was very clear that his current self was still half a step away from the power of the Great Perfection of Void Returning.

This was because the foundation was still not enough.

The secret treasury was, after all, one short.

This requires time to nourish before the Purple Lord form can be transformed into a divine treasury, becoming a true Great Perfection of the Five Treasuries, thereby exhibiting stronger combat strength.

Normally, the divine treasury appears first, and only then can the god-like state be exhibited; the reason Xu Qing could reverse it was because of the Alien Immortal School.

There was also the lack of Heavenly Dao, which made Xu Qing have a large gap with Void Returning cultivators in terms of laws and rules; it was just that the existence of being a son of the Heavenly Dao allowed him to ignore the enemy's rule power.

"But using divine techniques to fight these two is enough."

Xu Qing raised his right hand and pointed at the Si'e Clan cultivator in the distance who was forming seals.

Immediately, the sky above that Si'e Clan cultivator changed, and the phantom of Ding Yisaner flashed out, descending upon this cultivator.

This Si'e cultivator's eyes flashed with cold light, and he sneered.

He had long since figured out Xu Qing's methods through various channels, especially this Ding Yisaner, which was his focus; therefore, at this moment, there was no panic, and he raised his head while forming seals.

The totems permeating his entire body flashed rapidly, all flowing as if alive, surging into the Si'e cultivator's mouth; after swallowing them, he spat out six words.

"This place, seal the sky, shatter and destroy!"

Seal the sky, do not allow appearance; shatter the void, collapse the forbidden restrictions!

These six words were like a binding order; Ding Yisaner in mid-air paused violently, unable to form in mid-air; the void here did not allow the seal to appear.

And it collapsed while trembling, falling apart.

Within the holy city, the First Imperial Prince had been watching this battle; seeing this, anxiety rose in his heart.

But there was another cultivator in the holy city, currently sitting on a roof, drinking wine while looking at the battlefield from afar, accompanied by nine phantoms circling him, watching together.

Watching the appearance of Ding Yisaner and the Si'e cultivator's seal, he sneered.

"I fell for it inside, and you still want to seal the sky? Do you really think that Xu Qing won't improve it? Ridiculous, ridiculous."

"I even suspect that the sealing method of that Xu Qing fellow didn't originally descend from the sky; that fellow is very insidious; perhaps this is a flaw he actively revealed."

Almost the instant his words were spoken, the void around that Si'e Clan cultivator twisted, and cages actually rose from the ground.

Ding Yisaner, which had collapsed in the sky, was instantly built up in the moonlight around this Si'e Clan cultivator!

Where the moonlight reached, it appeared from nothing.

Sealing the sky, failed.

"Oh my, it's really like that!"

Tuo Shishan spat out the wine in his mouth.

At the same time, Xu Qing, standing between the heavens and earth, dropped toward the middle-aged Bai Ze Clan cultivator who was rushing over and had already approached within ten feet

In an instant, endless purple light radiated from Xu Qing's body; from his whole body, the light sea formed by the purple moon directly shrouded the Bai Ze cultivator.

This Bai Ze cultivator trembled, his whole body's Qi and blood surging, attempting to resist, but the next instant he spat out fresh blood; his blood reversed uncontrollably, and his body, as if baptized by time, began to age.

There was also corrosion appearing; that was the eruption of poison and forbidden in the moonlight.

And the most terrifying thing was that Xu Qing closed his eyes at this moment, his raised finger turned into a palm, and with a light wave, overlapping shadows appeared on the Bai Ze cultivator's body.

His past, his future, everything about him emerged within.

This contained his past, as well as his future death, and among those countless death scenes, one scene of death and disappearance was pulled by a great force, rapidly becoming clear, about to replace the present.

The intense life-and-death crisis made this Bai Ze cultivator roar; his cultivation base burned, his supernatural powers erupted, and his Dao, his rules, and his illusory world all descended simultaneously.

While confronting Xu Qing, he revealed killing intent in his eyes, malevolent Qi spread, and he actually rushed out thousands of troops from his illusory great world, straight toward Xu Qing.

Xu Qing did not move; within the purple moon, the figures worshiping him became even more devout, and the prayers became more impassioned.

Even at this instant, in the Black Spirit Great Domain, which was extremely far away, as well as in Fenghai County and the Shenglan Great Domain, the temples that had been built during this period... also trembled.

The high priest from the Black Heaven Clan and all the Purple Moon believers they had developed felt it; in their excitement, they knelt and worshiped one after another, beginning to pray.

"Purple Moon, my Lord, guide Wanggu, all living things in sorrow, enjoy the happy land."

"Body offered to my Lord, this life is not bitter, morning and evening as a screen, body and marrow do not rot."

These countless voices were added to the purple moon, shrouded the Bai Ze cultivator rushing toward Xu Qing, and turned into a greater force; the moment he approached Xu Qing, he pulled out that scene on his body, replacing the present!

The Bai Ze cultivator, in front of Xu Qing, paused his body.

His eyes were wide open, carrying bitterness, carrying bewilderment; the next instant... Xu Qing

Fresh blood flowed down the feathers of the wings.

Two breaths later, when the wings slowly opened and closed, pieces of flesh and blood scattered on the earth.

This scene was exactly the scene of death and disappearance in the picture.

All around, there was silence.

Xu Qing, however, frowned, feeling some regret in his heart, and looked toward the holy city.

There, a blurred shadow appeared, rapidly becoming clear, and finally turned into the dead Bai Ze cultivator; the moment he appeared, he spat out fresh blood, wounds appeared on his body, and his eyes revealed horror.

His aura also uncontrollably plummeted; while retreating, he kept spitting out fresh blood.

And the illusory great world on his body had already disappeared.

What died was his great world; his Dao had been severed.

In this life, there would be no more progress, and his cultivation base would continue to fall.

Even if there were no rules in the holy city, at this moment, he would still have to die.

"Looking at it this way, Mingnan Shizi, perhaps... is still alive." Xu Qing thought thoughtfully.