Chapter 999

The ten-thousand-mile earth, the black sea of fire burning fiercely, the temperature of the flames twisted the heavens and earth, forming a seal on its own.

Furthermore, on this ten-thousand-mile plain, the seven great worlds from the Western Demon Child overlapped one after another, forming seven layers of prison.

Under the blessing, it was the strongest... Seven Prisons Heavenly Demon Realm among the strange authority that the Western Demon Child could now display.

Within the realm, there was a sky, pitch black.

Within the realm, there was an earth, endlessly crimson.

Heavenly Demon Fire, burning crazily, seemingly wanting to burn the criminal imprisoned within the realm until their form and soul were extinguished.

And the Western Demon Child, sitting cross-legged outside the Heavenly Demon Realm, had the Heavenly Demon shadow behind him acting in unison with him, also cross-legged, but the figure was much more illusory.

As for the Western Demon Child himself, his expression was withered, his aura weak; this was the price of his Heavenly Demon Transformation assimilation, and also the price of erupting this Seven Prisons Heavenly Demon Realm.

But at this moment, he did not care about these; the only thing he cared about was wanting to refine Xu Qing.

It was really because Xu Qing's difficulty made him feel a sense of having all his power gathered but hitting cotton before.

Clearly, he only needed to be blasted by himself a few times to be severely injured, but the other party's figure was strange, agile to a perverted degree, able to appear in any position around himself silently.

If it were just this, it would be fine, and he was not without defensive means, but the other party's dissolving divine ability was also disgusting; every time it touched, it would dissolve his aura, traces, defense, and even life.

If it were any other time, it wouldn't matter, but in the situation where his Heavenly Demon Transformation could not last too long, such a fighting style made him feel extremely aggrieved in his heart.

The killing intent also kept intensifying.

So, he spared no cost to unfold his trump card, just to erase the other party's advantages and change the battlefield into a state suitable for himself.

Like right now, it was just like this.

His demonic aura rumbled, constantly blessing, and the long spear he had thrown toward the sky before also fell at this moment, stabbing into the Heavenly Demon Realm.

Making the refining demonic fire within the Heavenly Demon Realm soar instantly.

Within the Heavenly Demon Realm, Xu Qing's eyes revealed deep light; he did not pay attention to the red candle totem behind him frantically swallowing the demonic fire in the surroundings, nor did he care about the reviving aura within it becoming increasingly intense.

At this moment, all his heart and soul were condensed on the carving knife transformed by the Fate Divine Authority before him.

Although this was the first time in the true sense that he had displayed the power of his own Fate Divine Authority.

But the research of the past few times and the Empress's guidance made Xu Qing have a preliminary understanding of his own Fate Divine Authority.

Thus, he took a deep breath and grabbed with his right hand.

Immediately, the carving knife before him shook, heading straight for Xu Qing, and the moment it landed in his hand, it shone with vast and astonishing fluctuations, affecting the eight directions and twisting this realm.

The Western Demon Child outside could not see clearly either, his heart rising with vigilance, gritting his teeth to burn his heart blood, increasing and accelerating the speed of refining.

As for Xu Qing, his face tightened at this moment.

His heart stopped beating.

His world turned into two colors: black and white.

Black was time, white was space.

And between this black and white, there were countless gray lines.

This was the fate of all living beings.

Xu Qing's emotions also changed with the stopping of his heartbeat, becoming incomparably calm, without the slightest ripple, as if humanity had completely dissipated from him at this moment.

What remained was only divinity.

And this divinity did not contain pity, did not contain life or death; what it contained was only the grasp of fate.

"Western Demon Child."

Xu Qing called this name with the power of Divine Authority.

The moment the voice was uttered, the Western Demon Child outside shook his whole body, and a sense of inexplicable heart palpitations made his breathing rapid.

And within the Heavenly Demon Realm, following Xu Qing's call, the countless gray lines he saw in his eyes disappeared in an instant, leaving only one, floating before him.

Constantly twisting, constantly enlarging, and finally, what was displayed in Xu Qing's eyes was actually the past, present, and future of the Western Demon Child.

The past had become a mark.

The present was still growing.

The future was all a fixed number.

Countless pictures about the Western Demon Child's future emerged before Xu Qing's eyes; he understood that these futures were all possible.

If it were Ziqing, he would choose one and let the chosen future become the only one.

But Xu Qing's grasp of fate was not an influence on the fixed number, but the creation of variables.

Thus, he merged his intent into the carving knife in his hand, and carved the first stroke before him.

This stroke did not need any talent for painting, because whether it was painted like or unlike was not important; what was important was what the person holding this knife was thinking in their heart.

The first thought Xu Qing had.

"This person must die."

Thus, in the picture formed by the first stroke he carved, it was the scene of the Western Demon Child's death.

He died miserably, his body and head separated, his flesh and blood withered.

This was the fruit.

Subsequently, Xu Qing raised his hand and carved the second thought, adding the cause to this picture that already had the fruit.

"The body and head beheaded by the Emperor Sword!"

The carving knife fell, and in the picture displayed before Xu Qing, the Emperor Sword appeared behind the Western Demon Child whose body and head were separated.

Once the picture appeared, Xu Qing's body shook, his brain churned, and he spat out a large mouthful of fresh blood, and the entire Heavenly Demon Realm shook at this moment.

A great terror descended invisibly.

That was the change of fate!

Because, before this, among the countless fixed numbers of the Western Demon Child's future, although there was death, there was no scene of dying in Xu Qing's hands, and even less of dying under the Emperor Sword.

These were originally non-existent.

But now, following the appearance of the picture, following the branding into the Western Demon Child's fate gray line, his future had one more.

And it was the only future related to the Emperor Sword.

This represented that as long as the Emperor Sword appeared, then the Western Demon Child's future could not produce any other.

This was the power of a god.

This was Divine Authority!

But the price was extremely huge.

Just by carving the picture, Xu Qing's internal organs churned, his soul felt stinging pain, and after spitting out a mouthful of fresh blood, it was as if it could not stop, and he spat out seven or eight more mouthfuls.

His strong physical body actually also appeared withered.

A sense of weakness grew from the depths of his soul, spreading through his entire sea of consciousness.

But the secret storage where the Emperor Sword was located within his body... erupted at this moment.

The already opened storage gate sprayed out monstrous sword Qi at this moment.

Within the Emperor Sword's secret storage, the Emperor Soul merged with the Emperor Sword; the Emperor Sword, after being nurtured until now, following the rumble of the sword Qi and the violent shaking of the sword body, it... rushed out.

Leaping over the storage gate, leaping over the sea of consciousness, shuttling from within the real and illusory, rushing out from Xu Qing's body.

In an instant, the Heavenly Demon Realm shook, the Emperor Sword's power suppressed everything, heading straight for the sky of this realm.

It was blessed by the Emperor Soul, blessed by fate, and it was indestructible!

One sword... breaks the realm!

Stabbing toward the Western Demon Child whose expression had changed like never before.

The Western Demon Child's brain rumbled, his entire flesh and blood seemed to be screaming, and the sense of crisis that was strong to the extreme made him retreat suddenly, regardless of everything, raising his hand to block.

Controlling that Heavenly Demon long spear, blasting toward the Emperor Sword.

The moment the sword and spear touched, the long spear shattered and collapsed!

Pierced through by the Emperor Sword, it rushed toward the terrified Western Demon Child once more, heading straight for his neck!

Just as it was about to fall, at this critical moment, at this moment of life and death, a low roar came from the Western Demon Child's mouth; that was the cry of not being willing to be controlled by fate.

An ancient bell full of rust appeared suddenly, enveloping the Western Demon Child within, and collided with the Emperor Sword.

With a boom.

The bell appeared with cracks, but did not explode.

Blocking the Emperor Sword!

Xu Qing, sitting cross-legged within the Heavenly Demon Realm, spat out fresh blood in large mouthfuls at this moment, continuously, one mouthful after another.

This was the price of bearing fate!

The fate he carved, he had to bear the ending himself; during the process of following this fate, all the backlash caused by the other party's behavior of violating this fate, he had to bear.

If it was finally borne, then fate was achieved.

If it could not be borne, then the fate carving failed.

The carver would pay an even more miserable price.

Just like Xu Qing now, his soul was weak, and the cracks that had once disappeared on his physical body had already reappeared.

He and such a genius as the Western Demon Child, in terms of combat power, ultimately had a gap.

Wanting to behead him, the difficulty was astonishing.

And the Western Demon Child in mid-air, breathing rapidly at this moment, stared fixedly at the Emperor Sword outside the bell; after noticing that his ancient treasure successfully resisted, the sense of heart palpitations finally weakened.

Following that was the icy coldness in his eyes.

"You are not Xue Chenzi!"

"This sword is not of my clan, this power... fluctuates my fate, this is the power of a god!"

"Your identity..."

The Western Demon Child's eyes flashed, revealing realization, and then there was a sense of wild joy rising; he vaguely guessed Xu Qing's identity, and furthermore, he had suspicions about that Lu Lingzi.

And this matter was too big, but to him, even if he finally found that his guess was false, it was no hindrance, but once it was true, he would obtain war merits greater than those on the battlefield!

Thus, at this moment, his body flickered, wanting to find a way to leave the battlefield, and at the same time, his left hand flipped to take out a jade slip, wanting to transmit the matter to his master.

But just as his body retreated, and the moment the jade slip was taken out, suddenly... a strange change that was also not in his original fate appeared suddenly.

The Heavenly Demon that had always been floating behind him, which had gathered since he comprehended authority back then and accompanied him to conquer the eight directions, suddenly changed its behavior, and was no longer consistent with the Western Demon Child.

This was the first time it had been like this since it was gathered.

It lowered its head, looking at the Western Demon Child who was facing away from it.

In its eyes, a sense of greed appeared.

Then, it pounced fiercely!

The Western Demon Child's heart and soul rumbled at this instant; he was too late to transmit the sound, and when he turned his head fiercely, his face was full of disbelief; wanting to dodge, it was already too late.

He was pounced on directly by the suddenly rebellious Heavenly Demon.

Shrill wails immediately transmitted miserably from the Western Demon Child's mouth; he wanted to struggle, wanted to counterattack, wanted to suppress, but for the Heavenly Demon that was nearly of the same source and clearly more powerful, all of this was of no avail.

He could only let the Heavenly Demon crazily swallow within his body.

At this moment, within the Heavenly Demon Realm below, Xu Qing's face was pale, his body weak, his soul withered, but a sense of coldness appeared in his eyes.

There was no surprise.

He looked at the fate gray silk of the Western Demon Child before him; if it were magnified countless times, one could see that within the fate picture carved by Xu Qing, it actually also revealed this scene of the Heavenly Demon rebelling!

Because, the two thoughts Xu Qing carved earlier were not all.

There was a third thought.

This thought was the Heavenly Demon rebelling!

Xu Qing knew his combat power very well; wanting to kill such a genius as the Western Demon Child, the difficulty was too great.

However, he could not kill, but it did not mean the other party could not die.

So, the true fate of death he carved for the other party was actually not the Emperor Sword, but Heavenly Demon backlash!

Like using four ounces to move a thousand pounds.

Therefore, the earliest first thought, in the picture of the fruit he carved, the Western Demon Child was not only body and head separated, but also the flesh and blood withered, as if life had been absorbed.

This fruit was clearly formed by two methods; body and head separated was the Emperor Sword, and flesh and blood withered as if being swallowed was Heavenly Demon rebellion.

So, the second thought, what Xu Qing said was "the body and head beheaded by the Emperor Sword"

What was beheaded was the corpse!

Because the fate of the Emperor Sword killing alone, Xu Qing could not bear.

But inducing Heavenly Demon rebellion, Xu Qing could bear.

Thus, after he spat out another mouthful of fresh blood, outside the Heavenly Demon Realm, the Western Demon Child's screams paused suddenly, his body withered instantly, and everything of his life was absorbed by the Heavenly Demon within.

Including the bell that blocked the Emperor Sword.

And the Emperor Sword, after having no obstruction, rushed past, separating the Western Demon Child who had become a skeleton into body and head!

With the picture of the first thought carved by Xu Qing...

Exactly the same!

"The one who killed the Western Demon Child is not me."

"It is his Heavenly Demon."

Xu Qing stood up, and the Heavenly Demon Realm in the surroundings collapsed and disintegrated.