627 The Great World on the Spirit Emperor’s Corpse (4)
Although most of the golden thread was gone, a portion of it was still left behind.
After Xu Qing nervously grabbed it, he felt the heat emitted from it. Endless anxiety rose in his heart and he sped in the direction guided by the heat at full speed.
He needed to find Ling’er’s soul as soon as possible. As for how to leave after finding it, the old man from Panquan Road had told him the way. Among the several jade slips the other party had given him, one was special.
Once this jade slip was crushed, the old man would borrow the strength of the entire Wood Spirit Race in the external world to cast a spell that could assist their return.
“There are only six days left…”
As Xu Qing sped, wherever he passed, the world would rumble. To this dead world and those souls, his existence was like an extremely bright torch.
Souls of the dead appeared from everywhere and pounced toward Xu Qing with endless malice.
The ground even exploded and withered hands stretched out, revealing rotting corpses which then rushed toward Xu Qing with greed and madness.
“Scram!”
At that moment, Xu Qing’s life status was extremely high. As soon as the god’s voice came out, the surroundings distorted and a large number of souls dissipated.
Because these ghosts contained a curse, the invasion of anomalous substances could only destroy them and couldn’t make them worship him. More souls continued to form and very soon, a soul sea formed in front of Xu Qing.
Xu Qing’s expression was grim. He couldn’t maintain his life status formed by the overlapping of the two gods’ authorities for a long time. He temporarily withdrew the Purple Moon and used all his strength to activate the Poison Restriction Pill.
The release of the poison was even more intense than when he faced Chu Tianqun back then.
This place was a sealed great world which was a suitable ground for Xu Qing to erupt with the Poison Restriction.
At the next instant, under the spread of the Poison Restriction, a violent storm formed in Xu Qing’s surroundings and continued to spread out in all directions. 100 feet, 1000 feet, 5000 feet, and finally 10,000 feet!
The area within 10,000 feet was filled with Xu Qing’s Poison Restriction power. In this area, the souls and malicious ghosts that appeared would distort like they were being corroded and let out even more mournful wails.
It was the same for the corpses that rushed out from the ground. Even though they weren’t alive, Xu Qing’s poison turned them into ashes.
After all, this was a power from the Divine Realm, a kind of divine curse!
Xu Qing’s eyes filled with killing intent, but his speed didn’t decrease as he charged ahead. The Poison Restriction spread out with unprecedented strength, and he was accompanied by countless wails. Anomalous substances that belonged to him grew and moved around him, making the might of the Poison Restriction even stronger.
Its range expanded from 10,000 feet to 13,000 feet.
However, there were too many souls here and they kept appearing. It was as though this world of death had come alive at this moment.
While the individual lethality of a single soul was average, their numbers formed a terrifying pressure.
Seeing that he was stopped, Xu Qing gritted his teeth fiercely. The Purple Moon power suppressed in his body erupted again and endless purple fog spread out from his body and spread in all directions, dying the ground purple!
The corpses had just crawled out when their bodies trembled and were turned into ashes by the purple fog. The ashes accumulated on the ground had already reached an astonishing height.
The Golden Crow manifested and Xu Qing rode it, rushing forward rapidly amidst the sea of flames produced by it.
The purple fog on the ground surrounded it. As Xu Qing moved, corpses continuously dissipated. However, outside the purple fog, there were an endless number of corpses filling all the way to the horizon.
Even the sky was filled with crazed evil spirits. Although the poison storm managed to destroy countless numbers of them, more continued to pour in.
In the dim world, the only source of light was the blazing fire emitted by the Golden Crow, which illuminated the sky with its dazzling flames. As the sea of flames churned, it continued to move forward relentlessly.
It was like a beam of light.
Around this light, evil spirits and corpses blotted out the sky and covered the earth. They were filled with madness, greed, and hatred for life as they tried to extinguish the flames and cover the light.
Time passed.
This beam of light continued to move forward rapidly in this dim world, streaking across the sky.
After a day had passed, Xu Qing’s body was covered in wounds and his Daoist robe was drenched in blood. Despite his injuries, he pressed on, finally escaping the sea of ghosts. Exhausted and with bloodshot eyes, he saw a wide black river ahead.
The river was vast and raging like the River Styx.
Countless skeletons floated on it, and many faces were bobbing while crying.
At the end of the river, Xu Qing saw a red sedan chair carried by many souls.
On the front and back poles of the sedan chair were jars of different colors, appearing as if they had grown from the poles themselves. Despite the swaying motion of the sedan chair, the jars remained motionless.
There was a long entourage around the sedan chair. Most of the figures had the heads of snakes and the bodies of humans. They wore bright red robes and were moving forward.
There was also an ear-piercing suona sound that was coming from the front of the entourage.
At that moment, the cold wind blew on this underworld river, stirring up waves. At the same time, it blew up a corner of the sedan chair’s curtain, revealing the figure of a young girl sitting in a daze. Her face was pale and she was wearing a wedding dress.
Xu Qing’s expression froze. His gaze wasn’t on the young girl but on the pole in front of the sedan chair. It was the white one among the four jars!
The shattered golden thread in his palm emitted an unprecedented heat!
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