632 Rising Storm
Although the voice from the Spirit Emperor was earth-shattering, it was as though he was worried that the fluctuations of his emotions would cause Xu Qing to collapse and die immediately. From there, it would transform into a fixed coordinate that was difficult to erase. Hence, the divine might and tearing power were clearly restrained.
Xu Qing, who was about to collapse, finally caught his breath.
His body staggered back and he was about to leave. However, when he lifted his head and looked at the dragons and snakes formed by the green luck floating below the huge eye, he recalled the desire Ling’er had emitted in his sea of consciousness earlier. Hence, Xu Qing’s heart stirred slightly. He lifted his hand and pointed as he suddenly spoke.
“Respected Ancient Emperor, I want to borrow a strand of luck and return it with an item of equal value in the future!”
As soon as he finished speaking, the divine might in the surroundings that had been retracted by the Spirit Emperor fluctuated again. That huge eye stared coldly at Xu Qing, and the majestic pressure was even more intense than before.
“I’m not demanding it, I’m only borrowing,” Xu Qing explained seriously.
That huge eye in the sky looked at the red spots in the sky. After that, it swept its gaze across Xu Qing and stared at his Heavenly Dao Mosasaur.
A while later, a wisp of green luck fog swayed and headed straight for Xu Qing. After Xu Qing caught it, the green fog transformed into a green crystal.
It was crystal clear and peerlessly beautiful. One look and one could tell that it was a supreme treasure.
Immediately after, a deep shout rang out from the giant eye.
“Scram immediately!”
After saying that, the eye closed and no longer looked at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing immediately sped into the distance, leaving the flesh mountain and the palace. The blood wing manifested on his back, increasing his speed to the extreme.
To prevent any accidents from happening, Xu Qing didn’t return the Purple Moon to the Fourth Heavenly Palace. Instead, he spread out the poison mist to hide the signal and looked at the sky from time to time.
He was worried that the Red Moon would descend and that the Spirit Emperor would open his eyes again.
Under these two concerns, Xu Qing could only erupt with all his speed and speed along the path he had come from.
Just like that, several days passed, and in these days, Xu Qing didn’t encounter any obstruction. When he returned to the place he landed, perhaps it was because the signal mark was hidden or maybe it was because of the efforts of the Spirit Emperor, the Purple Moon in the sky had already dimmed and the red spots had become blurry.
Xu Qing didn’t dare to stay any longer and rushed into the sky.
As the ground became smaller and smaller, a suction force also came from the ground. Finally, when he fully rushed out, Xu Qing quickly kept the Purple Moon back into the Heavenly Palace and used the Poison Restriction to conceal it.
He waited with trepidation for a long time. After confirming that there was nothing wrong, he continued to move and appeared in the Spirit Abyss. He grabbed the cliff at the side tightly, anchoring his body so that it wouldn’t be sucked away.
The cold cliff emitted waves of coldness that invaded his body. Xu Qing circulated the purple crystal and climbed up as he healed his injuries.
Just like that, time flowed by.
Xu Qing would occasionally stop to rest. Six hours later, he finally saw the altar above. He also saw the old man from Panquan Road who was sitting cross-legged and continuously performing hand seals with a worried expression, trying to open another gap.
Xu Qing glanced at him then looked at the stone cave on the cliff. When he saw the white-clothed girl sitting cross-legged there, he heaved a sigh of relief inwardly.
Ling’er’s face was no longer pale. She was breathing and her face was rosy. Clearly, she had regained her life force.
However, her soul had left her body for too long, so she had to recuperate and couldn’t wake up for some time. The old man had put up protective barriers around her.
When Xu Qing looked at Ling’er, the old man who had failed to cast the spell time and time again on the altar was suddenly stunned. He abruptly lowered his head and looked at the Spirit Abyss. When he noticed Xu Qing, who was grabbing the wall and climbing up bit by bit, his eyes widened and he cried out involuntarily.
“You… you actually returned on your own?”
The gaze of the old man was as though he had seen a ghost. He had cast many spells in the past few days and even invited the Wood Spirit Race to open the gap again, but he failed every time.
He also understood that even if he really succeeded, he probably wouldn’t be able to save Xu Qing. After all, the Spirit Emperor had opened his eyes at that time.
Hence, he was very worried. On one hand, he felt complicated when he thought of how Xu Qing died to save Ling’er. On the other hand, he was worried that after Ling’er woke up and found out about this, she wouldn’t be able to withstand the shock.
However, now, when he was drowned in worries, he actually saw Xu Qing climbing back on his own.
“That’s the Spirit Emperor…” The old man mumbled in daze.
It was only when Xu Qing leaped onto the altar and appeared in front of him that the old man gasped. Just as he was about to speak, Xu Qing panted and waved his hand, handing over the green luck crystal he had obtained from the Spirit Emperor.
“This is for Ling’er.”
The old man instinctively took it. After taking a look at it blankly, his eyes widened again and his mind rumbled. He stood up and exclaimed in shock.
“Ancestral luck imperial qi!!”
His heart raced as he clenched his fists tightly. His mind was shaken. He was very clear that the value of this item was extremely high, especially to the descendants of the Ancient Spirit Race.
If Ling’er absorbed this ancestral luck imperial qi, not only would her bloodline become even denser, but the curse on her body would also be eased to a certain extent by it.
This item, in the era of the Ancient Spirit Race back then, was the luck of the imperial family.
It could allow Ling’er’s cultivation to advance by leaps and bounds.
Seeing the other party’s expression, Xu Qing felt relieved. He looked at Ling’er, who was recuperating in the stone cave. The scenes in the great world appeared in his mind.
“Ling’er’s bloodline origin was damaged this time and she will only wake up in a month. However, with this ancestral luck imperial qi, not only can her bloodline recover, but it can also advance to another level.”
The old man hurriedly spoke.
Xu Qing nodded as waves of fatigue rose in his mind. After that, he took out a black iron token.
“Do you recognize this?”
This token was oval-shaped and engraved with complicated runes. It emitted a black light and its entire body was cold. There were also faint teleportation fluctuations coming from it. Xu Qing had obtained it from a corpse he had killed when he was rushing in the Spirit Emperor Great World.
At that time, he felt that this item was somewhat extraordinary, so he kept it.
“This is the Spirit Abyss Talisman!”
“This item is rare outside but there are many in the great world. After a special method is used along with the integration of magic power, it can allow outsiders to teleport into the Spirit Abyss at any time. At the same time, if you think of a location in your mind, you can teleport to that location in the great world.”
The old man explained. Right now, in his eyes, Xu Qing was completely different from before. Even now, he couldn’t understand how the other party had resolved that fatal crisis.
Xu Qing nodded. After some thought, he kept the item. He cast a deep glance at Ling’er and turned to leave.
“You… aren’t you going to wait for Ling’er?”
The old man asked hesitantly.
“I have some trouble on me and it’s not suitable for me to stay. We’ll meet again in the future,” Xu Qing said softly and walked toward the steps, gradually leaving.
Looking at Xu Qing’s departing figure, the old man stood on the spot. The scene of the other party using his body to block the divine might and protect Ling’er in the gap he had opened earlier appeared in his mind.
“Brat, although you have many shortcomings and aren’t likable, you’re still a person who clearly distinguishes gratitude and grudges and values relationships!”
The old man mumbled.
It was dusk outside the Wood Spirit Race. Red clouds filled the sky like blood.
Xu Qing appeared in the sky. As the evening wind swayed his clothes, there was a hint of worry in his eyes as he looked in the direction of the county capital.
The reason why he left the altar was partly because Xu Qing didn’t know if there would be consequences of taking the initiative to summon the Red Moon in the great world.
Another reason… was that the sense of danger he had felt a few months ago was extremely intense the moment he left the Spirit Abyss.
“Could it be the Red Moon?”
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes as many thoughts appeared in his mind. His body swayed and he was about to move forward. However, at that moment, the ground suddenly quaked!
Countless trees swayed violently, as though an invisible ripple had transformed into a violent wind that swept over from afar.
Cracks spread in the mountain ranges. The ground in the distance also churned and the earth shook.
The color of the sky suddenly changed and a huge explosion that spread through half of Fenghai County rang out from the direction of the county capital. It was as though… something there had exploded.
The sound itself shattered the red clouds.
Black clouds rose in the sky and spread out in all directions like a tide. Dusk was wiped out in the blink of an eye and the entire world became dark!
Xu Qing’s mind shook violently. He felt the violent wind and the impact. When his body couldn’t control itself and retreated in mid-air, he saw a huge figure shining with white light appearing at the end of the sky in the direction of the county capital.
This figure was an old man. He towered into the sky and emitted a terrifying pressure. Countless small worlds rapidly formed and collapsed, emitting vast might in his surroundings.
Although he couldn’t compare to a god, the feeling Xu Qing got from him surpassed that of the Palace Master.
The old man’s eyes revealed reluctance as he looked at Fenghai County. Gradually, black spots appeared on his body one after another. More and more of them appeared and quickly covered his entire body. The old man opened his mouth as though he wanted to say something…
However, in the end, he couldn’t say a word. His body was devoured by the night and slowly dissipated, completely melting into the darkness.
Silently… perished!
Lightning surged unprecedentedly.
Amidst the rumbling and explosion, droplets of rain fell from the sky and soon started pouring heavily. It landed on the mountain range, the soil, the vegetation, and the countless races in Fenghai County.
It also landed on Xu Qing whose mind was filled with endless storms.
He had seen that figure from afar a few times in the county capital.
“County Governor…” Xu Qing mumbled with disbelief.