Chapter 815: The Name of the Funeral Song: Betrayal

Xu Qing was silent.

Through the history pieced together by these memory fragments, he understood why there were so many skeletons in the Mountain-Sea Domain, and also understood the past that had once happened to this clan.

Premise, all this is true; if, this history is true, then compared to the current Yan Yue Yanyue Xuantian, the feeling of irony is extremely strong.

The Ancestral Witch who died fighting to protect the Yan Yue Yanyue Xuantian Clan was hidden in history.

Jiu Li, the son who inherited his will, was uglified into a mount.

The role of that so-called Great Secretary of the Yan Yue Yanyue Xuantian Clan, the Yanyue Xuantian cultivator who was able to grow up under the protection of Jiu Li, is thought-provoking.

Xu Qing sighed lightly.

His heart told him that this was actually the truth.

Even if it wasn't his own clan, but through those memory fragments, he seemed to have experienced the past years, empathizing with it, and seemed to have truly walked into history.

Then, how did Jiu Li die, what exactly did that Great Secretary do, when did the Yanyue Xuantian Great Witch Clan change its name to the Yan Yue Yanyue Xuantian Clan, and... what connection do the Sun, Moon, and Star Three Gods have with the history of this clan?

These answers are in the memories of the remaining five skulls; Xu Qing lowered his head, gazing at the silt.

It was just that now the brown flame had extinguished, and there was no way to continue burning Red Mother flesh, and the flesh was also almost exhausted after such consumption.

"Only six pieces left." Xu Qing muttered, perceiving the four skulls floating in the purple crystal, and also perceiving the close connection between himself and this Jiu Li land.

Right now, he no longer needed the bronze incense burner.

The gray mist here had no invasion for him; with a single thought, he could make this piece of gray mist roll because of him, and even the trouble for him had relatively disappeared.

He clearly judged that if he wanted to leave, the gray mist would also move and accompany him.

It was just that such a departure existed with flaws; his cultivation, his divine power, were still excluded.

Unless he gave up his cultivation and divine power, opened everything to accept the gray mist, making the gray mist merge into his body, merge into his soul, and completely become a part of himself.

"At that time, I am no longer a divine cultivator, but..."

Xu Qing looked up at the horizon.

Regarding the Witch, he was both strange and familiar; strange because he had never been in contact with it, familiar because this piece of gray mist was the origin of the Witch, and the four skulls he merged were, in a sense, the inheritance of Jiu Li.

But this was not the path he wanted to take.

"Witch, at the cost of death, only heavily injured that powerful god." Xu Qing narrowed his eyes, looking at the silt, pondering a method.

And the method he actually thought of, but this method required five skulls to unfold; now, one was missing.

So after pondering, Xu Qing suddenly spoke.

"Little Shadow."

There was no fluctuation under his feet, nor any emotional fluctuation emitted; Little Shadow seemed to have died.

Xu Qing's expression was as usual; he waited for three breaths and transmitted words again: "If you don't come out again, you don't need to come out in the future."

As soon as Xu Qing said this, a faint shadow appeared on the silt under his feet, and weak fluctuations rippled.

"Go down, penetrate a thousand zhang, and form a medium that can be cast by me."

Little Shadow's emotional fluctuations immediately became anxious, and countless refusals were transmitted to Xu Qing's heart.

"On the way, I will control the gray mist not to interfere with you." Xu Qing finished speaking, and with a wave of his hand, the gray mist all around surged according to his will; the feeling of being able to control it was very obvious.

Seeing this scene, Little Shadow's anxiety decreased, and the refusal was also the same.

"After success, I will give you a piece of Red Mother flesh." Xu Qing's voice was calm.

Red Mother flesh was something Little Shadow longed for extremely; in the past, it could only watch Xu Qing absorb it, and it was difficult for it to even smell it.

So after hearing Xu Qing's promise, its hesitation, anxiety, and refusal decreased again.

"If you don't listen, then there is no need for our master-servant relationship to continue."

Xu Qing's voice carried a coldness that landed in Little Shadow's heart, making Little Shadow tremble; finally, under the choice of reward and life-and-death, its emotional fluctuations emitted a momentum of going all out.

In order to live, in order to have flesh, it roared like a fierce beast and rushed violently into the silt.

The next instant, the shadow sank into a hundred zhang; the gray mist all around was about to approach, but under Xu Qing's interference, it scattered rapidly, so Little Shadow's sinking was much smoother than before.

Soon it reached eight hundred zhang; it was just that here, Xu Qing clearly perceived the suppression power from below.

That power was sleeping right now, but he could premonition that once his aura touched the seal, he would be suppressed by it instantly.

So, he also didn't dare to emit any aura to interfere with the spreading of the gray mist.

So, Little Shadow sank, gradually slowing down, and wails were also emitted.

But it was still better than the previous state; and Little Shadow, also tried its best, enduring the invasion of the gray mist, and sank to more than nine hundred zhang; here, it was somewhat powerless.

After all, it had split too much in the previous time and hadn't recovered yet, being in a weak state.

Seeing this, Xu Qing suddenly spoke: "Two pieces of Red Mother flesh!"

This voice landed in Little Shadow's heart; Little Shadow trembled, erupting with crazy emotions; under such a heavy reward, it was also stimulated and rushed fiercely downward.

With a 'boom', it directly penetrated a thousand zhang and arrived in the cave under the silt; here, Xu Qing could not emit any aura to interfere, so the mist rolled over in a large range, and Little Shadow's wails became even more shrill.

Xu Qing's expression was heavy; he knew that the opportunity was fleeting, so he did not have the slightest hesitation; after Little Shadow penetrated, he raised his right hand, and fishing for the moon in the well unfolded suddenly.

The heavens and earth ripples became a water surface; the fifth skull clearly emerged and was fished up by Xu Qing directly.

Swallowing it into his mouth, the moment it was sealed in the purple crystal, Little Shadow collapsed; it seemed dead, but a wisp drilled out from three zhang under the silt under Xu Qing and returned.

Xu Qing was not surprised by this; Little Shadow's habits were cunning; although the previous everything had real components, the exaggeration was also natural, so Xu Qing didn't believe it would really ignore everything.

Hiding a small wisp of shadow thread was also within expectation; Little Shadow, indeed almost reached its limit; this wisp returned and was incomparably dim in the purple crystal, about to fall into a deep sleep.

But it struggled, not letting itself fall asleep immediately, but instinctively emitted weak emotional fluctuations toward Xu Qing, seemingly wanting to confirm.

"I... flesh..."

Xu Qing nodded, perceiving Little Shadow's state, and understood that now whether it had flesh or not was actually not important, anyway it didn't have the strength to eat.

But Xu Qing was kind; he felt that necessary comfort was still needed: "I will give it to you when you wake up."

Little Shadow heard this sentence and fell into a deep sleep contentedly; and Xu Qing here, closed his eyes to sit and recover himself.

A few days later, he opened his eyes suddenly, revealing sharp light.

Now he already had five skulls and could unfold another method to take out the skulls.

This method did not need to melt the silt to form a channel.

Once unfolded, it could make the skulls below float out by themselves in the divine technique of fishing for the moon in the well.

"Believe in Senior Brother once!"

Xu Qing's eyes revealed decisiveness; he rushed his cultivation base into the purple crystal and shook violently.

Instantly, the purple crystal emitted purple light, penetrating Xu Qing's body and expanding outside; at the same time, the five skulls inside also emerged in this purple light, floating above Xu Qing's head, arranged into a pentagon.

Looking at these five skulls, Xu Qing's hands formed seals, and he muttered words in his mouth. Very quickly, ripples spread out from within one skull, followed by the second, the third... finally, all five skulls emitted ripples simultaneously, colliding with each other in rings, becoming increasingly intense, forming a vortex black hole.

Gazing at the vortex, Xu Qing roared: "Heaven and earth soul, its origin is original."

The voice carried an ancient feeling, echoing in the heavens and earth.

The moment it was transmitted, the vortex turned increasingly intense; vaguely, there were actually four clusters of gray fire, as if being pulled, emerging in the black hole.

Those four clusters of gray fire were consistent with the skulls in the purple light in essence.

This technique was exactly the 'Five Lives Tracing Origin Ruthless Dao' taught to Xu Qing by Chen Erniu. Its principle was tracing the origin, which could attract things of the same origin.

But the premise was to possess five pieces first.

At this moment, the moment the four clusters of gray fire appeared, Xu Qing's fishing for the moon in the well technique unfolded instantly, grabbing toward the vortex; instantly, the four clusters of gray fire inside trembled, and three of them broke away from the vortex and were directly taken out.

Reflected in the water traces of Xu Qing's palm, Xu Qing's heart rose with excitement; although not all were fished out, fishing out three skulls at once was enough to show that Senior Brother's technique was astonishing.

So he immediately swallowed the water traces; a large amount of memory fragments, like a storm, exploded directly in Xu Qing's mind and merged rapidly with the previous fragments, soon piecing together more memories!

The ancient wind came again, as if being blown, playing a funeral song.

It told the story of the Great Secretary who was valued by Jiu Li and valued by the clan, and was authorized to command the clan within the Absolute God Array.

This person was worthy of being a genius, with great ambition; under his command, the Yanyue Xuantian Great Witch Clan was of one mind and showed a trend of revival, and the new generation also gradually grew up, supporting him incomparably.

This made Jiu Li, who was guarding outside, gratified, so he no longer paid attention to the clan inside, but put all his heart and energy into fighting with the gods.

He wanted to uphold his Father Witch's will and inherit the spirit of the Yanyue Xuantian Great Witch Clan; he could not retreat half a step.

Behind him were his clan, the clansmen he wanted to protect, and even if he died in battle in the future, he would have no regrets, because he had also found the successor.

That Great Secretary whom he valued and protected was the next Ancestral Witch he had set in his heart.

Just like this, without worries, he led the Great Witches under his command and began the long battle of resistance, until time passed, and a bloody banquet prepared for him by the person he protected the most appeared. ===== CHAPTER 816 =====