Chapter 1186: Meet the Calamity

03 Nov, 2024

Chapter 1186: Meet the Calamity

The Divine Blood River was formed by the blood of many Gods that had been killed in the fifth star ring. Aside from the Divine Fire Realm, there were also many Divine Platforms and even many True Gods that had died.

There were even a few God Lords!

So, this river contained extremely dense mutant energy, and it was suffused with monstrous divine resentment and the aura of death.

Although the entire Divine Blood River was suppressed by the two sides of the river, like a resentful dragon being chained, it was completely confined here.

This caused the foreign substance and resentment within it to be unable to spread in all directions and invade the outside world. However …

If a cultivator were to enter the range of the river, they would definitely be attacked.

As a result, one's body and soul would be tainted, and even the karma of the gods would be buried, which would greatly affect one's future.

Only those with the cultivation of a Quasi-Immortal Great Emperor would have the qualifications to cross the Divine Blood River without relying on boats.

But that was only a qualification.

That was because this sort of crossing was extremely dangerous.

On one hand, this danger came from the contamination of the God aura in the Divine Blood River. On the other hand, it came from the strangeness of the Divine Blood River.

Too many gods had died, and after countless years of precipitation, no one knew whether the river of blood had given birth to something.

Or perhaps, an even more terrifying existence had appeared.

Therefore, even Quasi-Immortal Great Emperors had to be careful and vigilant when crossing this river.

Unless they had to cross the Divine Blood River, even a Quasi-Immortal Great Emperor would not easily take this path.

Of course, if they had to leave, it would be best if they could take the ferry.

Thus, there was a ferryman.

Although it looked like a ferry, it was actually a patrol.

And the ferryboat was their tool!

Each of them was a supreme treasure that was specifically designed to deal with the gods.

Traveling on the Divine Blood River, it naturally emitted a suppressive aura.

Ferrying this boat, patrolling the Divine Blood River, and suppressing the gods. This was the purpose of the ferryman on this river.

It was also their way of atonement.

At this moment, the ferry that appeared before Xu Qing was the gift that Fairy Ling Huang had left for Xu Qing!

It was a boat that Fairy Ling Huang's father, the Nine Shores Immortal Lord, had forged for his daughter.

Looking at the boat, Xu Qing's eyes were deep.

He understood the true meaning behind Fairy Ling Huang's gift of this ferry.

"Give me a way out …"

Xu Qing muttered in his heart.

This ferry was an identity, an identity of a ferry to atone for one's sins.

Even though Xu Qing wasn't a ferryman yet, if he made a serious mistake in the fifth ring one day...

Then, this ferry built by the Nine Shores Immortal Lord would provide an escape route, which would become his chance of survival.

After a short while, Xu Qing took a deep breath and bowed towards the sky.

Then, he lifted his foot and took a step forward, stepping onto the pitch-black, dilapidated boat.

The moment he stood there, the ship trembled and emitted a thick black aura that enveloped Xu Qing.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, the boat and the person seemed to be one.

Thus, Xu Qing picked up his clothes and put them on. He lifted his bamboo hat and placed it on his head.

Then, he sat down cross-legged.

The aura of time spread out from the straw raincoat and bamboo hat. It fused with the black aura and enveloped Xu Qing, concealing everything.

From afar, he seemed to have really become a ferryman.

He was motionless.

He was waiting to see if there was a possibility that the fish would really take the bait.

At the same time, he was also sensing the interior and structure of the ship.

Xu Qing was no stranger to ships.

Just like that, time passed.

Ten days passed.

On the shore of the Divine Blood River, a streak of light whizzed through the air at an astonishing speed.

Inside the rainbow was a young man.

This young man was pale and weak. He was … Xing Huanzi!

In the end, he still chose to take the Divine Blood River.

Compared to the other paths, the Divine Blood River was not the only path.

However, he had a premonition that taking the Divine Blood River was the safest and safest choice.

That was why he had come.

As he got closer, the feeling of safety and security grew even stronger. Especially when he saw a ferry docked at the riverbank, his heart relaxed slightly.

His body, cultivation, and mind were all extremely exhausted during the escape.

Although his Star Pagoda had taken his place in both deaths, each time he revived, he would become even weaker.

Especially the second death, he did it on purpose.

At that time, he suspected that Xu Qing had somehow locked onto him, so he decisively chose to pay the price of his life to sever the karma and erase all traces.

And for the sake of authenticity, the price he paid that time was even greater.

Even though ten days had passed, he still hadn't recovered.

"Even though I have the right to cross this Divine Blood River with my level of cultivation, I'm currently weak, so I don't have enough resistance against invasions. Besides, if I run into danger from the river itself, I lack the power to suppress it."

"Therefore, taking the ferry is the best choice."

"Fortunately, I've never taken one before."

Even as he pondered these things, Xing Huanzi didn't slow down at all. He transformed into a beam of light that shot through the air. When he reappeared, he was on the pier. With a single step, he landed on the ferry.

The instant he boarded the ship, a feeling of absolute safety filled his entire body, causing him to let out a long sigh.

Then, he respectfully bowed to the figure who was sitting cross-legged in front of him and was shrouded in black gas.

"Greetings, Senior. Please set sail."

The figure in the woven rush raincoat didn't say anything, but the boat swayed slightly and slowly slid away from the shore, sailing into the Divine Blood River.

Gradually, they left the pier.

Until they reached the depths of the Divine Blood River.

Until the scenery on the shore was completely gone.

As the blood-colored waves churned, as the wind howled outside the ship, and as the Gods outside filled the air, Xing Huanzi's mind completely relaxed.

He sat there and turned his head to look in the direction of the Western Star Field, a fierce look in his eyes.

He muttered to himself.

"Xu Qing, there will still be a battle between you and me in the end..."

"You are right."

The figure in a straw raincoat who was rowing the boat said indifferently.

When he heard those words, Xing Huanzi was taken aback. Then, he whipped his head around, and his expression changed drastically. Disbelief and astonishment rose up in his heart.

He suddenly stood up from his cross-legged position.

"Your voice, you … you …"

The figure in the straw raincoat removed his conical bamboo hat, and the black Qi around him surged out, revealing his face.

"I've been waiting for you."

Rumbling sounds filled Xing Huanzi's mind, and as of this moment, the sound of the waves, the wind, and everything else faded away. The only thing that could be heard was the rumbling of millions upon millions of lightning bolts.

He couldn't believe it, couldn't believe it, and even felt that it was absurd.

The person in front of him was actually Xu Qing!

Somehow, the premonition that he would be safe on his way to the Divine Blood River appeared again.

But this time … there seemed to be an ancient and incomparably familiar voice echoing in his mind.

"Meet the calamity."

.......

One month later.

The Divine Blood River was on the shore of the Southern Star Region.

A pitch-black and shabby ferry silently arrived and docked beside the pier.

Xu Qing was the only one who walked out.

Vaguely, one could see a speck floating around him.

It was … Justice's dust.

...............

This volume ends at the Winter Solstice.

A new volume, named Grain in Ear. I need to sort out the outline and train of thought. I'll take a day off tomorrow.