Novel11 #377 - There is no escape
#377 - There is no escape
Within the same interface, not far apart, two completely different forces were being sacrificed.
One was filled with nausea and filth, while the other was as fresh as the morning dawn, carrying the purity of human souls and flesh.
For the evil god, the choice was obvious. It unhesitatingly absorbed the pure sacrificial power from Little Green Mountain and quickly rewarded its followers with even greater power in return.
Immediately afterward, the evil god launched a swift counterattack against Yu Yi, the Fate Master of Blackwater Swamp. An unprecedented backlash of power surged like a tide, its power capable of destroying the heavens and the earth.
Caught off guard, Yu Yi was stunned by this sudden turn of events. He was shocked to find that his sacrificial power had become so unbearable, mixed with an indescribable stench and filth.
At that moment, the truth cut through the darkness like a sharp blade.
Those so-called "virgin boys and girls" were actually hideous dwarf demons.
In despair, Yu Yi gritted his teeth and spat out four words, "Dwarf demons," and then turned to ashes in endless pain and unwillingness.
Old Ancestor Qing Yun witnessed all of this and retreated in horror, hastily erecting layers of sword energy shields in front of him to try to block the devastating power.
He glared at those "virgin boys and girls" who had transformed into disgusting dwarf demons, his heart filled with anger and incomprehension.
He realized that he had been schemed against. The undercurrent of this conspiracy made him suspect that the demons had infiltrated the Qingyun Sect silently.
Thinking of this, Old Ancestor Qing Yun felt a chill run down his spine, his fear and anger toward the demons intertwined.
He knew that the demons' power had riddled the Profound Light Continent with holes, while other continents remained indifferent.
The Profound Light Continent had repeatedly sent out calls for help, but they were like stones sinking into the sea, and no one cared.
Now, he felt the desolation of the rabbit mourning the fox's death even more deeply, because the demons' atrocities not only ruined his plan but also took the life of a Great Fate Master, completely breaking the delicate balance between him and the Fate Master.
In anger and despair, Old Ancestor Qing Yun secretly vowed to find out the truth and severely punish the mastermind behind the scenes.
At the same time, he realized that in the face of the demons' threat, the Profound Light Continent could no longer remain isolated and helpless. It must seek assistance from other continents to jointly resist this unprecedented disaster.
At that moment, as if a thin crack had opened in the sky, a deep ray of soul light suddenly poured into the depths of his sea of consciousness.
It was Zhui Yun, who had silently descended into the vast expanse of Old Ancestor Qing Yun's sea of consciousness using an ancient and mysterious soul sacrifice technique.
Old Ancestor Qing Yun, a powerhouse at the Half-Step God Transformation stage, had a soul like an indestructible, towering giant peak, its power hundreds or thousands of times greater than that of ordinary Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
However, Zhui Yun, despite being only at the Core Formation stage, fearlessly challenged this seemingly insurmountable gap.
Old Ancestor Qing Yun's nascent soul, with eyes that seemed to be able to see through everything in the world, was now staring coldly at this uninvited guest.
His tone carried undisguised surprise and anger: "Zhui Yun, a middle-grade Fate Master, you should be chasing after Li Chengfeng's trail. Why do you dare to invade my sea of consciousness?
Have you lost your mind? Or have you been unable to distinguish between loyalty and betrayal, friend and foe, under the punishment of the Heavenly Dao?"
Zhui Yun smiled slightly, a smile that contained both mockery and firmness: "Old Ancestor Qing Yun, you dare to plot against my master. This is the retribution you deserve. I am here on a mission to give you a 'big gift.'"
"Your master? Hmph, state your name. Stop trying to mystify things!" Old Ancestor Qing Yun's nascent soul frowned, his voice low and majestic, as if every word contained irresistible power.
The corners of Zhui Yun's mouth turned up slightly, outlining a meaningful arc.
That smile was full of pity for Old Ancestor Qing Yun's ignorance: "My master is the so-called 'demon spawn' in your mouth—Li Chengfeng. Your surprise is just a manifestation of your ignorance."
With that, a flash of light appeared in her hand, and a crystal clear crystal ball appeared. With a gentle pinch, the crystal ball shattered instantly,
turning into starlight, while her figure gradually blurred in the light, eventually turning into a vortex and disappearing without a trace,
as if she had never existed, leaving only the words echoing in the sea of consciousness: "The era of ignorance is coming to an end. Welcome the new era of your master!"
Before Old Ancestor Qing Yun could recover from this sudden change, he felt a storm surge within his sea of consciousness. An unprecedentedly powerful soul force surged in, turning into a ferocious Flood Dragon soul, surrounded by Yin and cold air,
emitting a chilling laugh: "Old Ancestor Qing Yun, I, Dragon Granny, will accept your body. When I successfully seize it, it will be the time for the Evil Dragon race to return to its peak!"
Old Ancestor Qing Yun was furious. How could he tolerate such humiliation? Old Ancestor Qing Yun said angrily: "How dare a mere dragon slave run wild again! I will crush your original soul!"
His nascent soul, enraged, surged out like a raging wave, engaging in a thrilling battle of nascent souls with the Flood Dragon soul.
The collision of the two powerful souls caused the entire sea of consciousness to tremble. Old Ancestor Qing Yun felt a splitting headache, as if countless sharp blades were cutting through his mind. For a moment, he was at a loss and could only rely on instinct to fight desperately with this sudden enemy.
Hua Zixuan, silently chanting this name in her heart, her eyes flashed with determination and the flames of revenge.
The moment she had been waiting for was the climax of Li Chengfeng's meticulously planned scheme—the moment when Old Ancestor Qing Yun and the Evil Dragon's soul were fiercely fighting in the sea of consciousness. That would be Old Ancestor Qing Yun's most vulnerable moment.
She knew that the opportunity at this moment was enough for her to turn years of pent-up pain and unwillingness into a thunderous strike.
Recalling the past, that battle haunted her like a nightmare. She had been so close to victory, but ultimately fell into the enemy's trap.
Now, the tables had turned, and Old Ancestor Qing Yun had also tasted the feeling of being schemed against.
Even if he was at the Half-Step God Transformation stage and possessed formidable strength, he could not escape the carefully laid trap.
Hua Zixuan no longer hesitated. The Half-Step God Transformation power hidden within her body erupted like a volcano, surging and surging.
With a light tap of her finger, the Sky Piercing Sword responded and transformed into a hundred-zhang giant sword, slashing down with earth-shattering force.
At the same time, the battle between Old Ancestor Qing Yun and the Evil Dragon's soul had reached a fever pitch. Although the Evil Dragon was strong, it was only a desperate gamble, and Old Ancestor Qing Yun did not dare to be careless in the slightest. Both sides were fighting with all their might, risking their lives.
Just at this critical moment, Old Ancestor Qing Yun suddenly felt the surrounding aura change drastically. He suddenly opened his eyes and saw a familiar figure standing in the void. It was an old acquaintance he thought had long disappeared into the dust of history—Old Ancestor Qingtian, Hua Zixuan.
Shock, doubt, anger…all kinds of emotions intertwined in his heart. He could hardly believe his eyes.
However, before he could speak, the Sky Piercing Sword had already flashed past like lightning, not only severing his nascent soul but also splitting the Evil Dragon's soul, Dragon Granny, who was trying to invade his body, in half.
A heart-wrenching scream pierced the sky. Half of Old Ancestor Qing Yun's nascent soul tried to escape, but it was firmly locked by a powerful sword energy and finally fell into Hua Zixuan's cold palm.