Chapter 1115: Taking God Slave
Chapter 1115: Taking God Slave
Seven days later.
Beside the Nine Zigzag Mountain, the girl's voice was like a lark, flowing like a clear spring, reverberating in all directions.
"The jade mountain range is like a screen that conceals the traces of immortals. The nine bends meander into the clouds.
The clear water murmured the words of the stones, the sunset did not taint the wind in the pine forest.
As the voice spread out, the entire Nine Folds Mountain could be seen from afar. It was shrouded in clouds and mist, and there were streams flowing down from the top of the mountain. The streams meandered to the foot of the mountain and merged into a long river.
There were boats on the river like fallen leaves.
"Senior, this is the Nine Bends Mountain. There are nine bends in the mountain streams, and as they flow, the sound of celestial music reverberates, which is how it got its name.
"Inside the boat, incense was burning, and there were bright lamps.
Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan played the guzheng as she looked at Xu Qing, who was looking at the Nine Folds Mountain from afar. The ripples in her heart grew stronger as she walked.
Even though seven days had passed, the scene of the strange death of the Earth Spirit Clan's Guest Elder still occasionally appeared in her mind.
Making a cultivator of the Seven Worlds of Soul Accumulation cry to death with a single glance, this kind of thing ā¦ In her opinion, only those who had reached the Great Perfection of the Nine Worlds of Soul Accumulation could do it.
This allowed her to clearly understand that what Yan Xuanzi had displayed in the Spiritual Dust Mountain Range was merely the tip of the iceberg. As long as she did not encounter any Sovereigns along the way, she would be safe.
It was also because of this that the sense of danger in her heart lessened a lot. Following that, a wonderful feeling arose, causing this journey to become a true vacation.
Now that she was relaxed, she was smiling a lot more than usual.
It even blended into the music. As the sound of the guzheng drifted, it intertwined with the sound of the river.
Combined with the incense and the bright lanterns, when one was in the midst of it, one really did have the feeling of a clear spring following one's tracks and forgetting about everything else.
Listening to the celestial music and looking at the nine tunes, Xu Qing picked up the wine gourd and took a sip.
Compared to the relaxed Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan, Xu Qing found it hard to forget about the fluttering celestial music.
Although the wine he drank melted in his mouth, it evaporated in his memory.
Vaguely, back then, there was also a boat, and there were also two people on the boat. There was also music flowing in his heart.
Qian Fan seemed to have sensed Xu Qing's current state of mind. He lowered his head and the sound of the zither echoed across the clear river.
"The birds fly in search of their old dreams, and their hearts are at peace with the mountains and rivers.
I am willing to stay here and accompany you for life, not asking the time of my return.
......
The river was sparkling as the wooden boat sailed past Jiuqu Mountain.
"I have a song that I haven't heard for a long time. Are you willing to play it?"
Xu Qing suddenly asked.
"Qian Fan is willing."
Qian Fan from the Cloud Gate Clan quickly looked up at Xu Qing's back and said obediently.
Xu Qing raised his hand and a jade slip with a song score imprinted on it fell in front of Qian Fan.
Qian Fan raised her hand and placed it on her palm. Then, she closed her eyes and focused.
A moment later, the sound of the zither changed.
The familiar voice echoed throughout the world.
The long river and the lonely boat slowly drifted away.
The woman on the boat played the zither while the man looked into the distance.
In the mountains and rivers, he was searching for old dreams.
Amidst the heavenly wind, the will of Jianghu blew.
The sound of the zither seemed to be narrating the joys and sorrows of a lifetime.
In the end, everything turned into a pot of turbid wine.
In his loneliness, Xu Qing drank it in one gulp.
"Senior ā¦ this song is profound and contains a lifetime of obsession. Although it is sad, it is also free and easy. The composer is definitely not an ordinary person. May I know the name of this song?"
Qian Fan from the Cloud Gate Clan looked at Xu Qing and asked softly.
Xu Qing did not answer. Instead, he looked at the river and then at the horizon.
A strong wind blew, causing his long hair and clothes to flutter. A cold and indifferent aura also rose in the wind.
Thus, the wind stopped.
The ripples of the river also became silent.
In the next instant, the river surface in front of the wooden boat suddenly churned!
The river water caved in, and a huge head suddenly rose from within.
This head was like a snake's head, and it was covered in scales. Its entire body was pitch-black, and sticky liquid flowed from it. Its eyes were like red flames, and they were filled with malice. It was several hundred feet long, and the moment it appeared on the surface of the river, compared to it ā¦ the wooden boat was like a child's toy.
What followed was a series of whispers that reverberated in his mind.
When this sound entered people's ears, it made them go crazy. Their souls became unstable, and their flesh rumbled.
At the same time, with the appearance of the strange head, the surroundings began to distort and become blurry.
When their gazes met, Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan's heart raced uncontrollably, as if it was about to burst out of his chest.
His mind felt like it was about to be torn apart. A feeling of madness overbearingly assaulted him from the outside.
Her entire body trembled. She could clearly sense that all her flesh and blood seemed to possess a will of their own. They formed a strong rejection against her, as if they were about to be separated from her.
As for the Spirit Qi in all directions, it was swept away at this moment, invaded and occupied by an aura that was completely different from the Spirit Qi. At the same time, the Spirit Qi was also being polluted.
That was a divine aura, a foreign substance!
That was ā¦ a God!
Just as Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan's mind was shaken, his cultivation was suppressed, and his body and soul were about to collapse, a gentle force spread out from Xu Qing's body and enveloped him.
It blocked the outside world.
Then, Xu Qing raised his right hand and made a grabbing motion.
Instantly, the distorted and blurry space in front of him rumbled and shattered into pieces.
The river water surged up, transforming into a hand that grabbed onto the Divine Spirit's head with enough force to topple mountains and drain seas.
Then, he gave it a hard tug.
Heaven and earth shook.
A heart-wrenching roar came from the Divine Spirit's mouth. Its body was shaken by this powerful force, and it was pulled out of the river.
As the river water splashed, a complete and strange body was revealed.
Ninety-nine percent of its body was made up of its head.
Under the gigantic head that was several hundred feet tall was a relatively slender body. Its skin was gray and mucus flowed everywhere.
Balls of light revolved and flickered in the surroundings, emitting mysterious and strange light.
A sense of chaos and madness rose in the air.
Inside his body, there was a flame burning. However, there was a lampshade formed by runes above the flame.
Under the lampshade, the flame was sealed and controlled.
There was also a special jade slip on the lampshade.
The jade slip was like a living creature. It had a large number of whiskers that spread to the head's brain like a parasite, firmly locking it in place.
"God slave!"
"Senior, this is a God Slave that the Earth Spirit Race purchased from the Dao Immortal Sect. God Slaves ā¦ all have the battle prowess of a sovereign. Senior, you ā¦"
As for Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan, he quickly recovered after Xu Qing shielded him from the outside world. At this moment, his heart trembled. He clearly did not expect that his pursuers would send out god slaves just to kill him.
Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate trembled when he thought of how terrifying the God Slaves were.
But before she could finish her sentence, her eyes widened and she couldn't continue.
Because the terrifying and savage god from before was being grabbed by an illusory hand in midair at this moment, and no matter how it struggled, it was actually unable to escape.
Xu Qing, who was in front of him, looked as usual. His eyes were looking at the god as if he was studying it.
This scene caused the Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan's breathing to quicken. The image of the guest elder who had cried to death appeared in his mind.
"A Divine Fire Realm God."
Xu Qing's gaze swept across the flame that was surrounded by the lampshade inside the god's body.
It could be seen that the lampshade was formed by countless runes. They were all different, and there were no less than hundreds of millions of them. They were extremely complicated, and there were even changes in the order of each rune. Furthermore, there was more than one arrangement.
In addition, the jade slip on the lampshade that seemed to be alive was even more bizarre. Xu Qing had never seen it before, so he couldn't tell what it was.
This was not the first time he had seen an Divine Spirit after coming to the fifth ring. He had seen Divine Spirits as slaves and used by cultivators as Dharma Treasures or Spirit Beasts.
However, from what Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan had said, he could tell the origin of this god slave.
"They are controlled by the orthodox sects of the various regions and can be sold to the outside world?"
Xu Qing seemed to be lost in thought, and his interest towards this method of controlling gods to become slaves had been aroused. Moreover, through his observation, he noticed that this method was extremely ingenious.
If one did not understand the nature of the formation, it would be extremely difficult to break it open.
Forcefully breaking it would extinguish the divine fire of the enslaved god and cause his mind to collapse. It might even cause his divine soul and physical body to disintegrate.
"But since they are slaves and have been sold, there is naturally a way to control them."
Xu Qing retracted his gaze and looked towards the horizon.
Under the crimson aurora, where Xu Qing was looking, there were ripples in the void, and four figures were forced to appear.
The moment Qian Fan saw these four people, he immediately recognized them.
Three of them were guests of the Earth Spirit Clan, and one of them was a core elder of the clan.
The former three were at the Seventh Worlds of the Soul Accumulation Realm, while the latter ā¦ had reached the Ninth Worlds of the Soul Accumulation Realm.
So she told him at once.
At this moment, the four of them stood in the sky with astonishment and incomparable terror on their faces. Monstrous waves surged in their hearts.
One of them held a small drum in his hand, but no matter how he struck the secondary drum, the god connected to the drum was unable to break free from Xu Qing's illusory palm.
On the other hand, when they were glanced at by Xu Qing, their hearts instantly trembled while their scalps went numb, and they didn't hesitate in the slightest to swiftly retreat.
But it was too late.
Almost at the same time that they fled, Xu Qing took a step toward the sky.
In the next instant, the sky changed color.
In Qian Fan's eyes, it was as if there was a painting in the sky, obscuring and blurring everything.
After a few breaths of time passed, the painting faded away. The four cultivators were gone, and only Xu Qing returned.
He held a wine pot in one hand and a head in the other.
This head belonged to the core elder of the land spirit.
He didn't die, and his eyes revealed intense fear and despair. His soul was being searched.
By the time he returned to the wooden boat, the soul-searching had already been completed.
Xu Qing already knew the truth about this mission.
"The Cloud Gate Clan has a secret key that allows them to enter a land of fortune. This is the foundation of the war between the two families, but this secret key is special and is difficult to steal."
"So, after suppressing the Cloud Gate Clan to the extreme, the Land Spirit proposed a bet that the Cloud Gate Clan could not refuse."
"The Cloud Gate Clan will send out fourteen cores to be chased by the Earth Spirit. If all fourteen of them die in the end, the Cloud Gate Clan will lose. As long as one of them reaches the destination, the Earth Spirit will lose.
"The wager is the secret key and the survival of the Cloud Gate Clan."
Xu Qing had no interest in the secret key.
Therefore, with a squeeze, the head in his hand turned into ashes. At the same time, the small drum that was used to control deities appeared in Xu Qing's hand. He gently plucked it.
Amidst the thumping sounds, the deity in front of the drum turned into a stream of light and fused into the drum. A totem appeared on the drum.
After putting it away, Xu Qing turned to look at Qian Fan of the Cloud Gate Clan, who was panting and filled with disbelief.
"There's no wine left."
Xu Qing said as he tossed the wine gourd in his hand over.
"Ah ā¦" Qian Fan instinctively caught it and held it in his arms. His whole body trembled, and he quickly took out another pot and handed it to Xu Qing.
| āļøPrevious Chapter | šMenu | Next Chapterā¶ļø |