The source of the wind came from Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance.
At this moment, the wind and clouds surged around the altar. Lightning flashed across the sky. Everyone was bewildered.
Even the whirlpool in the sky was rumbling.
In that instant, they felt a vague fluctuation rise with the wind. It seemed to have come from Xu Qing's body. Then, the world shook a little.
The earth trembled. The slanted mountain range in the sky also shook. Large amounts of gravel fell and smashed into the canyon. The sound lingered in the air.
"What's going on!"
Ning Yan gasped. He was shocked.
The captain's eyes were also wide open. He looked at Xu Qing, who was sitting cross-legged in the distance.
The Crown Prince turned to look at Xu Qing. His expression changed.
"This is …"
Princess Ming Mei and the others also looked over. Their eyes were filled with surprise.
Old Eight's body shook and he muttered.
"Did he really comprehend it?"
In everyone's hearts, which were filled with varying degrees of shock, a peerless killing intent was slowly forming in this place!
It was only in its embryonic form. It still needed time before it could completely descend.
Even so, it was enough to cause great waves of emotion to surge through the hearts of everyone present. That was especially true of the Crown Prince. He looked at Xu Qing, who sat cross-legged off in the distance. Amidst the waves of emotion, he should have been happy. After all, under his guidance, Xu Qing had achieved something.
But he could not help but feel powerless.
At this moment, he thought of Xu Qing's master again. He instinctively looked at Princess Ming Mei.
Princess Ming Mei also looked at him at this moment. The two looked at each other in silence.
… … … … … …
Did the wind have an age?
If it did not, how could it record the existence of all things through the years?
If it did, how could it differentiate?
There were too few people who could answer this question.
Perhaps the age of the wind was determined by the stories it had witnessed. Hence, there were ancient times and present times.
At this moment, in the Sacrificial Moon Territory, the wind was blowing. While the hearts of all things were being shaken, the Red Moon Temple was also out.
The scene of the first scene was an extremely serious blasphemy to the Red Moon Temple!
They had to find the source and stop it.
Hence, a large number of temple cultivators were roaring in all directions.
However, it was obviously impossible to find the altar hidden in the green sand in a short period of time.
As for the Ancient Era's wind, it blew past the altar, stirring up everyone's minds and turning them into even greater waves.
However, the second scene had already begun. Everything could not be stopped. Even though Ning Yan and the others were trembling, they had no choice but to continue acting.
Thus, the shaking of the world caused by the ancient wind also became the background of the image. Through the lens of the Heaven's Eye, it was reflected in the minds of all living beings in the Sacrificial Moon Region.
The show was about to begin.
Because of this, the stories that all living beings saw unknowingly had traces of vicissitudes. They had the will to kill, and the degree of realism had increased by a few notches.
The first thing that appeared on the screen was an altar.
The altar was gigantic, and at the same time, it was filled with countless runes. Any flicker of a rune would cause the moon and stars to shatter.
It was extremely terrifying.
At the center of the altar, Red Mother, who had been sealed by the destruction of countless stars, was forcefully pressed down by a golden-armored man and forced to kneel there.
She wanted to struggle, but it was to no avail.
The golden-armored man was wearing a mask, so his expression could not be seen. However, he stood there with his back straight and was filled with killing intent. He pressed down on Red Mother's head with one hand and dragged a long saber with the other.
The saber shone with a cold light and emitted a terrifying fluctuation. It transformed into a thousand-foot-long shadow in the air. It was a ghastly sight.
This was the God Official in charge of killing.
Outside the altar, Ning Yan, who was acting as the God Official, was looking at the sky. Countless figures could be vaguely seen around him.
They were waiting for the Ancient Emperor's decree.
The image was solemn, and the killing intent was extremely dense. It was clearly reflected in the minds of all living beings. At this moment, everyone in the Sacrificial Moon Region was shaken.
That was because the killing intent in the image was too shocking. It could be felt through the image itself.
Even though most of them were hesitant, at this moment, the killing intent was so real that it made those hesitant experts even more convinced.
The higher one's cultivation, the more sensitive one's senses were to killing intent. There would be different levels of perception.
"The transmission of this killing intent …"
"Just by sensing it, I'm already shocked!"
"Could it be … that this image is real?"
Everyone outside was shaken, especially the cultivators of the Red Moon Divine Hall. They were even more shocked at this moment, and they searched even harder for the traces.
However, these people did not know that the actor in the image was also shaken.
Ning Yan did his best to control his nervousness. He didn't look in Xu Qing's direction, but he could sense the shocking killing intent in the area. It caused him to tremble with fear, and at the same time, a sensation of deadly crisis exploded out.
The captain was also shocked. The trembling of Mother Red, who was played by You Jing, was not fake.
It was just that the wind here was stronger.
The killing intent was getting thicker and thicker. It even affected the laws here. Snowflakes appeared and floated between heaven and earth.
The expressions of the Crown Prince and Princess Ming Mei also became serious. They no longer cared about this performance. At this moment, their eyes fell on Xu Qing.
Xu Qing was still comprehending.
With the help of his morning glow, he had been searching, simulating, and tracing the ripple that had flashed in the ink painting.
Until the moment just now, he finally found a trace of it in the depths of the sea of consciousness.
The morning glow was fused into it.
As he simulated and comprehended, his mind slowly set off a shocking roar until he heard the murmur in his ears.
That ripple was the source of the murmur, and also the source of the wind.
Now, it was clear!
"Kill!"
"Kill!!"
"Kill!!!"
Countless voices gathered together and roared this one word. At this moment, it suddenly exploded in Xu Qing's mind.
His mind was in turmoil, and the ink in his sea of consciousness set off violent waves.
It was earth-shattering.
The ancient wind was even stronger. With Xu Qing's body as the mouth, it was released outwards. It whistled on the broken altar, through the Heavenly Eye lens, and raged in the minds of all living beings.
It shocked all living beings. Most of the experts outside felt their hearts skip a beat. Some even stood up in horror, their hair standing on end.
They felt that the killing intent in the image in their minds at this moment seemed to have turned into an ancient fiend, erupting before their eyes.
It was incomparably real.
That was especially true of the Cultivators of Defiant Moon Palace. The mysterious Vice Palace Lords were hiding in various locations, and their faces flickered with various emotions.
Their expressions were grave. They were already surprised when they sensed that the image was formed with the help of the Inverse Moon Palace.
Although most of them were hesitant when the first image appeared, they took it seriously.
And now, the killing intent in the second scene caused their minds to be greatly shaken.
"Is this real?!"
Even in the Red Moon Palace, a terrifying aura erupted at this moment.
After the Divine Son went into seclusion, the Palace Lord, who was in charge of everything, stepped out. His expression was extremely solemn. Even he felt his heart skip a beat.
He originally thought that all of this was caused by the Crown Prince, but now … he was not so sure.
At the same time, the hearts of Ning Yan and the others were also in turmoil. According to the script, Wu Jianwu was supposed to appear at this moment.
He also stopped in his tracks, and his body stiffened.
But when he thought of the countless people watching him, Wu Jianwu forced himself to calm down. Wearing a royal robe and a crown, his figure slowly appeared in the sky in the image. He looked down at the earth and met the eyes of the ruler played by Ning Yan.
At this moment, there was no need for him to show any aura. The earth shook, the sky rumbled, and all the changes caused by the raging killing intent were naturally rendered.
Before this, the work of rendering was done by the Crown Prince and the others, but now they were no longer paying attention to this scene. They were all looking at Xu Qing.
"Why hasn't he woken up yet?"
The Crown Prince hesitated, but because of his understanding of Xu Qing, he did not say this. He believed that Old Eight would say it.
"Why hasn't this kid woken up yet?
He has succeeded in comprehending it, "Old Eight murmured with his eyes wide open, just as the Crown Prince expected.
"He's still comprehending it. The killing intent is not his limit."
After hearing Old Eight's words, the Crown Prince said faintly.
Princess Ming Mei nodded slightly.
Old Eight sneered and looked at them.
"Why do you look as if you already knew this would happen? But what you said before was not like this. It's too fake. Do you think I'm stupid?"
Princess Ming Mei was expressionless. She waved her hand, and Old Eight's body was sent flying with a bang.
"Old Eight's brain might not have been damaged, but it was damaged before he was hit."
The Crown Prince agreed, and so did Fifth Sister. At this moment, they glanced at Xu Qing and spoke in a low voice.
"I'm looking forward to seeing how far he can go after comprehending the killing intent of the God-Slaying Stage …"
At the same time, in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness, the killing intent within the ink was also spreading throughout Xu Qing's body.
Xu Qing's body shook, and he felt waves of intense pain.
But at this moment, he did not have the intention to open his eyes, and the thought of investigating the source of the intense pain did not appear in his mind. He still sat there cross-legged, his mind immersed.
He was waiting for the ink painting in his sea of consciousness to take shape!
That was his true goal.
He had captured the fluctuation of the killing intent and released it. Then, the painting … would not be shattered again.
At this moment, the ink and the seven colors mixed, and gradually, a painting was outlined from within …
The sky in the painting was divided into two. The white part became green, and the black part became red.
In the green sky, a supreme giant stood tall. He wore a royal robe and stood tall. Auspicious clouds covered his face, but they could not hide the domineering aura that could suppress eternity emanating from him.
It was as if wherever he looked, time would reverse. Wherever he breathed, everything would return to the void.
In the red sky, there was also a vast figure that was faintly discernible. It was a woman wearing a long red dress. She looked ordinary, but her eyes were deep and contained the starry sky. Within them, one could see the birth of galaxies and the destruction of galaxies.
Beneath her dress, there were no legs. Instead, there were countless tentacles that stretched out into the red sky. Shockingly, within each tentacle was a star.
Waves of divinity surged from her body.
"Li Zihua, I didn't expect that it would be you … who would stop me from becoming a god."
In the green sky, the tall figure spoke with a hoarse voice, "The boss is sick."
The woman was silent. After a long while, she murmured softly.
"Do you still remember my song?"
What followed the murmur was a song that reverberated through the heavens and the earth.
"Some people transform into freedom and soar, chasing the wind and breaking the waves.
Rushing to the sea of the red moon, treading across the brilliant borders.
All living things reincarnate, all living things feed on flesh and blood.
The sun burns my eyes, unable to bury my ideals.
I look up at the vast expanse, above the red moon … I'm flying! "