Chapter 868: Chapter 392: You Actually Covet My Body_2
But in this way, the "shell" in the Golden Cicada’s Shell, needs someone else to bear it.
"The Emperor Slayer wants to break free from the constraints of the Divine Dynasty, my Master, Blood God, also desires freedom."
Noah sighed: "Ye Qingzhou, how about a deal? Sacrifice one part of people to fulfill another part; it’s the only way to save this world."
Ye Qingzhou’s sword edge hummed, eyes cold: "Whom to sacrifice, whom to fulfill, why should you decide? If your so-called salvation means kneeling before the Void Divine Dynasty, being a pitiable dog, I refuse."
Noah’s expression suddenly became fierce: "This world is beyond saving!"
He waved his hand to summon a vision—on the surface of the Blue Star, countless cities growing tumors, humans mutating into monsters amidst screams.
"You know nothing of the power of the Divine Dynasty, we cannot win!"
In the clamor of the rebuke, the starry sky began to collapse.
Noah’s body gradually expanded, thirteen blood-colored halos unfolded behind him, still trying to persuade Ye Qingzhou to surrender: "Last chance, join me, we will restart this doomed world and establish a new order."
Ye Qingzhou silently wiped the blood from his mouth corner, then his long sword brightened once more with clear light, making his choice.
Slash!
The Infinite Sword, cold light slicing through illusions, returning the two back inside the Insect Nest.
A deep bone-visible wound appeared on Noah’s chest, his black blood dripping to the ground eroding out time-space cracks.
"A foolish choice."
Noah’s voice was no longer gentle. His body began to distort, countless squirming human faces bulging under his skin, thirteen pairs of blood-colored wings stretched behind. "Let me show you what true power of the End is!"
The entire Insect Nest suddenly contracted, forming a sinister Blood Armor covering Noah.
He raised his hand in a virtual grip, an Inverted Cross Giant Sword appeared out of thin air, embedded with twelve Saint King Cores!
"Celestial Sword Armor, Slaying Immortals Mode!"
Ye Qingzhou shouted angrily, seven great Golden Talisman Secret Text Modules operating at overload, countless cracks appearing on the Sword Scale Emperor Armor but bursting with unprecedented brilliance.
Two figures collided in the disintegrating world.
The first strike, the aftermath shattered space structure within thousands of miles;
The second strike, the axial tilt of the Blue Star shifted by three points;
The third strike, the river of time branched out...
In the final burst of exchange, Noah’s Inverted Cross Sword penetrated Ye Qingzhou’s chest, while Ye Qingzhou’s long sword pierced into Noah’s brow.
"Why..."
Blood tears flowed from Noah’s single eye, "Clearly could...restart..."
Ye Qingzhou coughs blood, but his gaze firmly resolute: "Because...there are still people...worth protecting..."
Noah’s body began weathering away, his face full of unwillingness and hatred before complete dissipation: "Just a step away..."
With the fall of the Child of the End, all Blood Race simultaneously turned to ash.
The blood moon in the sky faded, tumors on the earth withered.
Just as Ye Qingzhou thought the dawn of victory had arrived, in the depths of Eden Park, in an unknown dimension, a drop of fresh blood silently seeped into the time-space crack, amidst the blood-colored twilight, thirteen moons vaguely rising again...
The corpses of the Thirteen Holy Kings turned to ash in the wind, but the day of prophecy did not end.
Woo~
An ancient and heavy horn sound came from the end of time, as if traversing billions of years.
Ye Qingzhou knelt on one knee, his sword edge plunged into scorched earth, barely supporting his staggering body.
His white clothes already soaked in blood, the Celestial Sword Armor shattered, even breaths came with tearing pain.
But what horrified him most was the squirming earth beneath his feet.
Crack~
The ruins of Eden Park suddenly split open numerous abyss-like gaps, dark red light oozing out from underground.
Immediately, some kind of viscous, liquid metal-like substance began flowing out from the cracks, twisting, proliferating, instantly covering the entire scorched earth.
The Insect Nest completed its final transformation.
Ye Qingzhou’s pupils constricted — it wasn’t the "Incubation Site" he thought, but a gate.
A gate to a higher dimension.
Boom~
The firmament was torn apart.
Countless shape-twisted insect swarms from time-space cracks swarmed out, some whale-like but bearing thousands of legs, some bird-like but covered with compound eyes, more indescribable deformities.
They darkened the sky, enough to dull the entire world’s light, like eternal night descending.
And amidst the insect swarm, a figure slowly emerged.
The moment it descended, Ye Qingzhou’s sword began to wail.
It wasn’t fear, but a deeper resonance—as if the sword had been forged to slay it.
"We finally meet, my master..."
The Blood God’s voice directly rang in Ye Qingzhou’s mind, eerily gentle.
Its form constantly transformed, sometimes an extraordinarily handsome youth, sometimes a majestically solemn Emperor, but no matter the changes, those eyes remained unchanged—a pair reflecting an endless sea of blood.
"You..."
Ye Qingzhou coughed a mouthful of blood, yet his sword edge remained steady: "Why are you alone, where is the Emperor Slayer..."
"The former me was merely the Emperor Slayer’s sword..."
The Blood God chuckled: "But a sword doesn’t always remain a sword, a master doesn’t always remain a master, am I right? My...other master."
It raised a hand, lightly tapped, a blood-colored rune suddenly appeared on Ye Qingzhou’s chest—the imprint deeply embedded in his bloodline.
"Thirteen Holy Kings? Blood Race Glory? World-ending Insect Nest?"
The Blood God shook its head, gaze falling on Ye Qingzhou, scrutinizing all of him: "Wrong, they were merely bait. From the beginning, what I wanted was you."
As the Blood God’s words fell, countless memory fragments suddenly flooded Ye Qingzhou’s mind —
He saw ancient times "himself", sword in hand standing amidst mountains of corpses and seas of blood;
He saw "himself" wielding the sword to annihilate the Feather Race, then slaying the Night God, eventually splitting his seven primary origins into seven different personalities;
He saw "himself" establish Eden, suppress the time-space fissures opened by the Void Divine Dynasty, and saw "himself" utilize the Blood God to spread faith, gather Power of Thought Ability, employing Golden Cicada’s Shell and Substitution to get rid of the Dynasty’s control...
"Understand?"
The Blood God’s voice tempted: "You and he, of the same roots, so in a way, you are him. After you killed the Thirteen Holy Kings, the ’Emperor Slayer’ placed seals upon me..."
It reached out, the insect swarm suddenly froze.
"The shackles are broken, only one step remains..."
"I want your Primordial Dao Body."
Ye Qingzhou wanted to wield his sword, but his body had already reached its limit.
His vision began to blur, ears buzzing with the roar of rushing blood.
The Blood God slowly approached, the insect swarm worshipfully moving aside.
"No need to struggle."
It softly said: "Merge with me, we shall transcend this decaying universe, you can also reach the ultimate goal of Martial Dao..."
Just as its hand was about to touch Ye Qingzhou’s forehead...
A ray of moonlight suddenly pierced through the insect swarm!
The icy moonlight cut through the blood-colored sky like a sword, the swarm emitted sharp shrieks, scrambling away. The Blood God paused, anger flashing in its eyes for the first time.
"Night God!!!"
The silver-haired figure strode across the moon, holding a crystal-clear longbow, each step rippling in the void. Her face veiled with gauze, only those eyes cold as frost.
"You’ve overstepped."
The Night God’s voice void of emotion, "This era, does not belong to you."
The Blood God sneered: "Just you, a defeated subordinate?"
The Night God did not reply. She drew fully the longbow, a pure moonlight arrow aimed at the Blood God’s brow.
"Ye Qingzhou,"
She suddenly spoke, "Remember..."
"Pride, is its true weakness."
Arrow released!
The Blood God waved to deflect, but the moonlight arrow scattered into countless light points upon contact.
Simultaneously, Ye Qingzhou felt a cool force enter his body, temporarily suppressing his injuries.
"Go!"
The Night God grabbed his wrist, the moonlight suddenly surged.
