In the basin, the trees that the Wood Spirits had merged into opened their eyes and stared at Xu Qing.
On the leaves, the young Wood Spirits were mostly sad. In the wind and rain, this sadness spread out and enveloped the entire basin.
They didn't stop Xu Qing, and allowed him to lead the old man straight to the towering tree at the center of the forest.
There, the door of the temple was already open for him.
The moment he walked into the temple, Xu Qing saw the enshrined statue, but he did not have the energy to observe it carefully. Under the old man's lead, they went straight to the secret passage and went up the stairs.
Old man Banquanlu's rapid breathing echoed in the dark passage. He was already running with all his strength, but Xu Qing felt that he was too slow. He grabbed Banquanlu and rushed forward. Under the burst of speed, it was as if they were shuttling through the void. They directly reached the end of the stairs and arrived at the altar that seemed to be suspended in the abyss.
The moment he appeared on the altar, Xu Qing looked around, and with a single glance, he saw a white figure sitting cross-legged in the countless caves several thousand feet away.
It was a very beautiful girl. Her flawless face had a touch of peace and innocence. But at this moment, her eyes were closed, and her face was incomparably pale. She was motionless.
However, the dried blood at the corner of her mouth and on her dress caused Xu Qing's mind to be stirred up like never before. His expression was extremely complicated.
He recognized that she was indeed the innocent girl who had appeared on the Mermaid Island.
He remembered that at that time, she had bounced happily in front of him and asked a question.
"Senior Brother, do you like snakes, or do you like to eat snake gall?
"
Xu Qing was silent. He thought of the words that old man Banquan Lu said on the way here. According to what the old man said, this young lady was also the white snake that he had seen before … Xu Qing remembered that the last time he saw her was in Seven Blood-pupil, under a restaurant.
The little white snake flew out and wrapped around his right wrist.
"Right wrist … Gold thread … Life thread …" Xu Qing muttered. Looking at the lifeless white clothed young lady, Xu Qing's heart was first moved by what the other party had done for him, then an intense feeling of guilt rose within him.
This debt was too great.
But he did not understand why she could do so much for him, even though he had only seen her a few times and did not even have much contact with her.
Although all the beautiful things he had encountered in his life were real, there was a reason for them.
Lei Dui treated him well because he saw a touch of warmth in the world in the flames of the cremation of the corpses. After he saved his life, Lei Dui treated him as his son.
Grandmaster Bai's kindness stemmed from his dedication to the path of plants and vegetation, as well as his thirst for knowledge and seriousness. Because of this, he had the intention to pass on his knowledge.
As for Lord Seventh, it was because of Meng Hao's actions that he began to admire him, and gave him a chance. He watched as Meng Hao walked all the way up to him, and gained his approval.
As for Ling 'er, Xu Qing didn't quite understand.
He had never met such a person in his life.
"Why?
Xu Qing looked at the girl in the white dress and muttered softly.
Old man Banquan Lu stood next to Xu Qing and looked at Ling 'er with sorrow as he spoke.
"Because she likes you.
Xu Qing fell silent.
Old man Banquanlu sighed. The wrinkles on his face piled up, forming a bitter expression.
"Xu Qing, there are many things in life that don't only have one answer or one standard. I know you don't understand, but if you continue to believe that everything beautiful in life must have a reason, then Xu Qing, your train of thought has reached a dead end.
"There are many kinds of love, and there are no fixed standards or methods. Some love is dedication, some love is protection, some love is admiration, some love is abuse, some love is attraction, and some love is reminiscence.
"There are all kinds of people in this world, and all kinds of things happen. If a person can only accept the path they agree with, then they are narrow-minded. Only when you accept a different path can you be considered to have grown up.
Old man Banquan Lu whispered. No matter how anxious he was, he must
He wanted Xu Qing to understand that there were many things in the world that didn't have a reason, and that there wasn't a need for a reason.
And this was related to whether or not he could successfully save Ling 'er in the special Spirit Abyss.
When Xu Qing heard these words, a string in the depths of his heart began to tremble. Ripples began to spread throughout his body and mind.
"Tell me, how do I save her?"
Xu Qing took a deep breath and gazed at Ling 'er in the distance.
"You only have seven days!"
Old man Ban Quanlu suppressed the anxiety in his heart and looked at Xu Qing.
"After Ling Er's inheritance failed, her soul fell into the Spirit Abyss. Her flesh and blood should have withered and turned into bones. I used my own sealing dao to seal her body so that it wouldn't dissipate, but it could only be sealed for seven days.
"Within seven days, you have to find Ling 'er's soul from the Spirit Abyss!"
Old man Ban Quanlu's gaze fell on the abyss under the altar.
Inside.
"Unless one has the Spirit Abyss Talisman, no one can enter this Spirit Abyss. But the last talisman was taken down many years ago, and the other party didn't come out."
"Yes.
"And I'm not Ling 'er's real father, nor am I an Ancient Spirit, so I can't enter. Only the Ancient Spirit and those who are entangled in their threads of life can enter here."
"This is also why I found you."
Old man Ban Quanlu said hoarsely.
Ancient Spirit?
Spirit Abyss?
Xu Qing's heart stirred. He had heard of the Ancient Spirit, but he didn't ask at this moment.
Because if it was seven days, one day had already passed, so he looked up at old man Ban Quanlu.
"Do you have the information jade slip below?"
"Give it to me. I'll see it myself later."
The old man immediately took out several jade slips and handed them to Xu Qing with a pleading look.
"Please save Ling 'er for the sake that she's your scapegoat."
Xu Qing looked up at Ling 'er in the distance, and his three life-and-death experiences appeared in his mind. He nodded silently. His body was at the edge of the altar, and he stepped into the abyss without any hesitation.
In the next moment, his figure suddenly fell, falling rapidly into the abyss.
Cold air whistled around him, invading his whole body. It seemed that his flesh and soul were about to be frozen at this moment.
Xu Qing lowered his head and stared at the abyss below. As his cultivation spread out, his shadow also spread in all directions, and the poisonous forbidden power spread. Then his perception merged into the jade slip given by old man Ban Quanlu.
As pieces of information poured into his mind, Xu Qing had a clear understanding of Ling 'er and the Spirit Abyss in the process of falling.
Countless years ago, in an era even longer than Ancient Emperor Xuan You, there was a race that had also unified the Ancient Wangu Continent.
That was the Ancient Spirit Race.
In his later years, Emperor Ling of the Ancient Spirit Race gathered the power of the entire race, gathered the luck, and did something that shook the entire Ancient Wangu Continent.
This matter was related to the Heavenly Dao.
But Emperor Ling was different from the Calamity Immortal Race and the more than 3,000 races before him. He did not want to create, but to replace. He wanted to seize the Heavenly Dao with his own body.
Creation was a merit.
Seizing was a great rebellion.
In the end, Emperor Ling failed and suffered the backlash of all the Heavenly Dao in the Ancient Wangu Continent. The bloodline of his race was cursed. At the critical moment, Emperor Ling brought most of his people into his great world with his terrifying cultivation.
He tried to avoid the catastrophe of the entire race, but even so, he could not escape the curse in the end. Emperor Ling fell.
His great world withered and turned into a dead world, and all the Ancient Spirit Race in it died instantly. The terrifying thing about this curse was that it was not so simple to destroy.
Under the curse, all the dead Ancient Spirit Race turned into souls that mourned and suffered day and night.
Therefore, this withered dead world became an Ancient Spirit Nation that suffered the torture of the curse and was eternally buried in the depths of the Ancient Wangu Continent.
This Spirit Abyss of the Wood Spirit Race was one of the entrances to the Ancient Spirit Emperor's great world.
There were many such entrances in the Ancient Wangu Continent.
Although the Ancient Spirit Race was cursed, there were still some bloodlines that were scattered in the Ancient Wangu Continent that continued to exist sporadically.
During these long years, they would occasionally appear.
For example, the skeletons that Xu Qing saw on the stone wall of the abyss were the descendants of the Ancient Spirit Race who had come here to receive the inheritance but failed and died.
The reason why they came here was that after the Ancient Spirit Race transformed from snakes into humans, it was difficult to maintain the bloodline curse. They were in a state where their bloodline could collapse at any time.
Therefore, they had to go to the entrance of the great world where the Ancient Spirit Nation was located and use the power of the great world of the Ancient Spirit Nation to suppress the cursed bloodline in their bodies.
Only then could they truly transform into human form.
However, the Ancient Spirit Race was sad. They had to use the power of the great world of the Ancient Spirit Nation to suppress the curse every once in a while. At the same time, there was a great risk in the process of suppressing the curse, like a catastrophe.
If they failed, their souls would be devoured by the Ancient Spirit Nation and become part of the souls of the dead.
Xu Qing silently put away the jade slip. As his body continued to sink, he glanced at his right wrist and sighed softly. His expression became resolute, and his speed exploded again.
His entire body was like a shooting star, whistling faster and faster, getting closer and closer to the cold source below.
At this moment, waves of repulsive force came from the bottom of the Spirit Abyss. However, as the owner of the Thread of Fate of the Ancient Spirit Race, this repulsive force quickly dissipated when it appeared beside Xu Qing.
At this extreme speed, Xu Qing also went deep into the darkness.
After a long time, a behemoth appeared in the fog.
It was a giant rotting snake, surrounded by a strong sense of death.
This snake was buried in the fog. While its body was rotting, it also carried a great world on its head.
The great world was a blur, and howls of anguish could be heard from within. They were heart-wrenching, and in the void and fog, they fell into Xu Qing's ears. His body was sucked in by a powerful suction force, and he was dragged into the great world.
As he got closer and closer, the giant snake's body grew larger and larger. Soon, Xu Qing could no longer see the giant snake's full appearance. Only the blurry great world from which the wails came became clearer.
In the end, with a thunderous rumble, Xu Qing's body heavily smashed into the great world.
When the loud rumble echoed, a pit appeared on the ground that looked like rotten flesh.
Xu Qing's figure walked out step by step and immediately looked around.
The sky here was shrouded in fog. There was no sun or moon, only ghostly flames that flickered in and out of the fog like stars. The pale and dim light turned the world hazy.
The ground here was all rotten flesh. There were no mountains or trees. It was a desolate place, and at the same time, it emitted an endless aura of death.
This aura was extremely cold. At this moment, it was constantly invading Xu Qing's body as if to corrode his flesh and blood. Obviously, this place contained a strong malice toward all living things.
In the blink of an eye, Xu Qing's body was shrouded by the aura of death, and a large number of black spots appeared on his body.
"The Ancient Spirit Emperor's great world."
Xu Qing looked around, and the Forbidden Poison Power in his body instantly spread out.
Immediately, a sizzling sound came from his body. Tiny maggot-like existences with ferocious ghost heads and slender bodies were forced out of the black spots on his body. They fell to the ground, wriggled, turned into black fog, and dissipated.
After they dissipated, the spots no longer formed and gradually returned to normal.
"But how do I find this place?"
Xu Qing felt the malice of this great world. He looked down at his right wrist with a contemplative look in his eyes.
The Ancient Spirit Clan is related to fate … "
With a thought, the sixth Heavenly Palace in Xu Qing's body instantly vibrated, and a wisp of aura from the Way of the Sea Dragon inside flowed into his wrist.
Inside.
There was no change to his wrist.
Xu Qing didn't give up. He continued to integrate the aura of the Way of the Heavens into his body. After a while, his right wrist suddenly became slightly hot, and the golden threads that were originally deep in his bones slowly emerged on his flesh and blood.
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed.
Looking at the golden threads that filled the countless cracks, he sighed inwardly and felt even more guilty.
At this moment, he raised his hand and sensed his surroundings.
Soon, Xu Qing turned around and suddenly looked to his right. When he moved his wrist to this direction, the heat was obviously stronger.
"It's in this direction!"
Xu Qing's eyes were resolute. Even if this great world was dangerous, he couldn't care too much now. His body swayed, and he suddenly rushed out.
He fully unleashed his cultivation, and his speed was at full speed. The Forbidden Poison Power spread out, and wherever it passed, heaven and earth roared!
It set off bursts of sonic booms.
After flaunting the incense, Xu Qing, who was galloping, suddenly raised his left hand and pressed downward. Immediately, the Golden Crow appeared behind him, roaring and emitting flames. While illuminating the surroundings, it went straight down to the ground.
Just as the Golden Crow rushed down, a huge ghost hand suddenly formed below Xu Qing. It had originally wanted to grab him, but now it collided with the Golden Crow.
The ghost hand was greenish-black, and it was covered with pustules. Each of the pustules contained countless howling souls. They stared fixedly at Xu Qing, their eyes filled with madness and greed.
As rumbling sounds echoed out, the ghost hand collapsed under the attack of the Golden Crow. The scattered souls gathered together and swarmed toward Xu Qing.
But before they could get close, the Golden Crow swept past them, causing flames to spread out. Mournful cries came from the mouths of the souls, and they all dissipated like moths drawn to a flame.
Xu Qing didn't pay them any attention. He continued to follow the guidance of the golden threads on his wrist.
But before long, a huge, ferocious ghost face suddenly appeared in front of him. It opened its mouth and was about to swallow him.
Xu Qing was in a hurry to find Ling 'er, so he dodged to the side. The shadow behind him distorted and appeared next to the ghost face. Filled with greed, it lunged forward and swallowed the ghost face. Moments later, the shadow trembled and retched.
Xu Qing frowned. He could sense that the reason for this was because the souls of the deceased here were cursed. But now wasn't the time to think about it. Xu Qing didn't slow down and rushed out.
An hour later, when the heat from the golden threads on his wrist grew stronger, something happened that made Xu Qing's heart tremble.
The sound of something breaking came from his wrist!
Xu Qing's expression changed, and he lowered his head.
The golden threads shattered at this moment and fell off Xu Qing's wrist.
A sense of loss instantly rose in his heart.
Then, it turned into a strong sense of uneasiness and a piercing pain.
Xu Qing's breathing quickened. He raised his hand and wanted to grab the scattered golden threads, but after they shattered, they were rapidly dissipating.
He couldn't leave them behind.
Vaguely, there seemed to be a vague figure that was fading away in his memory …
At this critical moment, Xu Qing's eyes revealed a fierce light. The Sea Dragon of the sixth Heavenly Palace suddenly appeared above Xu Qing's head and spat out a large amount of Heavenly Dao power towards the golden threads.
The Sea Dragon also felt Xu Qing's anxiety and used all its strength to madly spread out its own Heavenly Dao power.
This method was indeed useful, but there were some things that were not so simple to reverse. Even if the Sea Dragon's Heavenly Dao power merged with the golden threads and slowed them down, it still couldn't stop them from dissipating.
Obviously, the Sea Dragon's power alone wasn't enough to stop the golden threads from dissipating.
Looking at the dissipating golden threads, the stabbing pain in Xu Qing's heart continued to grow stronger. He closed his eyes, and when he opened them three breaths later, his left eye had turned purple. There was a purple moon in his pupil that was incomparably intense.
His right eye also changed, turning black and containing endless poison. At the same time, a purple moon appeared behind him, and behind the purple moon, a pair of black, indifferent eyes appeared.
The surroundings suddenly blurred, and heaven and earth distorted. The power of the Divine Right erupted from Xu Qing's body, causing his hypostasis to constantly rise. Xu Qing stared at the dissipating golden threads and spoke.
"Stay!"
As soon as this voice came out, the sky rumbled, and the earth shook.
This was the method of using the power of the gods that Xu Qing learned from Chu Tianqun's simulated murmurs after his battle with him. With the help of the two Divine Rights, he made himself like a new god. Then, the words he spoke were Divine Sound.
Xu Qing felt that since the power of the sky wasn't enough, what if he added Divine Sound …
At this moment, as soon as Divine Sound came out, the dissipating golden threads shook with a bang. Under the dual power of Divine Sound and the Sea Dragon, the dissipation slowly stopped!
Although most of it had dissipated, there was still a part that was left behind.
Xu Qing nervously raised his hand and grasped it. He felt the scorching heat emitting from it, and endless anxiety rose in his heart. He rushed in the direction the scorching heat was pointing at at full speed.
He wanted to find Ling 'er's soul here. As for how to leave after finding it, Old Man Banquanlu had also told him. Among the several jade slips that Old Man Banquanlu had given him, there was one that was more special.
Once this jade slip was crushed, Old Man Banquanlu could use the power of the entire Wood Spirit Clan to cast a spell in the outside world to help them return.
"Six days left …"
Xu Qing was even faster. As he sped along, heaven and earth rumbled wherever he passed. His existence was like an extremely bright torch to the dead souls in this world of death.
Hence, very quickly, dead souls were born from all directions. With endless malice, they roared and pounced toward Xu Qing.
The ground exploded, and withered hands stretched out, revealing rotten corpses. With greed and madness, they rushed toward Xu Qing.
"Get lost!"
"Get lost!"
At this moment, Xu Qing's hypostasis was extremely high. As soon as Divine Sound came out, the surroundings distorted, and a large number of dead souls dissipated mournfully.
Because these dead souls contained a curse, the invasion of the foreign substance could only destroy them. They could not be worshipped. However, more souls were constantly forming. Soon, as Xu Qing flew out, a Soul Sea formed in front of him.
Xu Qing's expression was unpleasant. He could not maintain the hypostasis formed by the superposition of two Godly Rights for long. At this moment, he temporarily dispersed the purple moon and activated the Forbidden Poison Pill in his body with all his might.
At this moment, the release of the Forbidden Poison Pill was even more intense than when he faced Chu Tianqun.
And this place … As a sealed great world, it was also suitable for Xu Qing's Forbidden Poison Pill to erupt.
Hence, in the next instant, as this Forbidden Poison Pill spread out, a storm formed around Xu Qing. It spread out in all directions with a rumble. 100 feet, 1,000 feet, 1,500 feet, and finally 10,000 feet!
The area within 10,000 feet was filled with Xu Qing's Forbidden Poison Pill. Wherever it covered, the dead souls and malicious ghosts that appeared all let out even more shrill wails. Their souls were instantly distorted as if they were being corroded.
The corpses that rushed out on the ground were the same. Even if they were not living, Xu Qing's poison could still turn them into ashes.
After all, this was a power that came from the Godly Domain. It was a divine curse!
Killing intent filled Xu Qing's eyes, and he did not slow down in the slightest. The Forbidden Poison Pill spread out like never before. Behind him, in addition to the countless wailing souls, there were also waves of foreign substance that belonged to him. They rapidly returned to him and circled around him, causing the power of the Forbidden Poison Pill to increase once again.
Its range had also increased from a thousand zhang to a thousand three hundred zhang.
However, there were simply too many dead souls, and they kept appearing. It was as if this world of death had suddenly come alive.
Although the killing power of a single soul was average, when there were many of them, they still formed a terrifying pressure.
Seeing that he was blocked, Xu Qing gritted his teeth. The power of the purple moon that he had been suppressing erupted once again. Endless purple mist spread out from his body. Xu Qing pressed his hand down, and the purple mist fell to the ground and spread out in all directions, turning the ground purple!
Corpses began to crawl out of the ground. Their bodies trembled, and then they were turned into ash by the purple mist. There were so many of them that in the end, the ground was filled with a shocking amount of dust.
Next, Xu Qing's body flickered, and the Golden Crow once again appeared. He stepped onto its back, and the Golden Crow lifted its head up and roared. A sea of flames spread out from its tail as it carried Xu Qing on its back.
From a distance, it was a shocking sight to behold.
The ground was covered by the purple mist, and as Xu Qing moved, more and more corpses began to dissipate. However, outside of the mist, there were endless amounts of ferocious corpses.
The sky was filled with crazed evil souls. Although Xu Qing's Forbidden Poison Pill spread out, causing countless evil souls to dissipate, even more evil souls would take their place.
Boundless and limitless.
In the dim world, only the flames of the Golden Crow were dazzling. The sea of flames churned as it shot forward.
It was like a beam of light.
Surrounding the beam of light were evil souls and corpses that blotted out the sky. Their howls were mournful and filled with madness.
They were filled with greed and hatred for life as they attempted to extinguish the flames and cover up the beam of light.
Time passed.
The beam of light continued to shoot forward in the dim world, cutting across the horizon.
A day later, blood oozed out of the corners of Xu Qing's mouth. His Daoist robe was soaked in blood. He dragged his battered body out of the sea of souls. His eyes were bloodshot and filled with exhaustion as he saw a huge black river up ahead.
The river water churned and churned like the Underworld River.
Countless corpses floated within it, and faces wept as they rose and fell in the water.
At the end of the river, Xu Qing saw a red palanquin with eight carriers.
On the front and back of the palanquin were two jars of different colors. As the palanquin rose and fell, the jars seemed to grow out of it. They didn't move at all.
At the same time, a long line of people lined up around the palanquin. Most of the people in the line had the heads of snakes and the bodies of humans. They wore bright red robes as they moved forward.
Ear-piercing cries could be heard coming from the front of the line.
At this moment, a cold wind blew across the Underworld River, causing waves to surge. At the same time, a corner of the palanquin's curtain was lifted up, revealing the figure of a pale girl in a wedding dress.
Xu Qing's expression turned serious. His gaze wasn't looking at the girl in the palanquin, but at the white one of the four jars on the front of the palanquin!
The broken golden threads in his palm were emitting an unprecedented heat!
They weren't going to separate anymore, they were going to merge into one!