northernbook Chapter 867 392: You Actually Covet My Body
Chapter 867 392: You Actually Covet My Body
Only to see Ye Qingzhou suddenly forcefully activate the All-Beings Resonance module of the Celestial Sword Armor; the Golden Talisman Secret Text instantly transformed into a gigantic whale, opening its maw in one gulp, violently extracting all the Life Force of the Blood Race on the battlefield!
A million Blood Race members shriveled into corpses at the same time, while the surging Life Energy caused his injuries to fully heal.
"This sword… Heaven and Earth Return to Nothing!"
"All things reach their End!"
"Void Divine Slash!"
The final form of the Infinite Swordsmanship—Heaven and Earth Return to Void, all things return to nothingness.
The collapse of the sword light stirred up a colossal gravitational tide; the violent fluctuations even twisted time and space, and from within it was born a black hole that devoured all things in heaven and earth.
The Void is the purest "nothing"!
The pitch-black sword scar passed through Cain Ross's crimson crown, cleaved Lilith's Pale Moon, split open Tagros's Plague Scepter… and finally fell upon the core of the Insect Nest!
Crack~
A pitch-black sword scar that pierced through heaven and earth split open the surface of the Insect Nest, and from within came an inhuman shriek.
The blood pool boiled and evaporated; those tentacles spasmed crazily, trying to mend the wound.
But everything was already too late…
Ye Qingzhou burned his last strength, transforming into a streak of flowing light that rushed into the fissure of the Insect Nest!
Inside the Insect Nest was a universe composed of flesh and blood.
At the center floated a gigantic, throbbing heart, covered in eyes on its surface. That was the embryonic form of the Blood God, just one last step away from descending into the world.
"You… deserve… death…"
The heart emitted a Spiritual fluctuation.
Ye Qingzhou wasted no words; he raised his sword and thrust it into the heart. The Divine Weapon's edge was incomparably sharp, unstoppable.
Psshhh~
The Infinite Sword tore apart the invisible Barrier, and then black blood gushed out as the heart violently contracted.
Outside, the Nine Great Saint Kings screamed miserably in unison, their bodies beginning to collapse—when the Blood God dies, the servants perish as well!
But just when Ye Qingzhou thought it was over…
The heart suddenly exploded, and a pale hand stretched out from the blood mist, clamping around his throat!
"You thought… this was the end?"
The blood mist dispersed, revealing a face identical to that of the young Blood God.
This man was precisely the Thirteen Holy Kings' last—Noah, the Child of the End, the Blood Race Saint King said to be closest to the Blood God, the final line of defense, also guarded by him.
The Blood Race ancestor who had slept for thousands of years had finally awakened.
At the instant Noah's fingers locked around Ye Qingzhou's throat, the entire world suddenly fell into absolute stillness.
The churning blood mist inside the Insect Nest solidified into crystalline form; outside, the collapsing bodies of the Saint Kings were frozen midair, and even the fresh blood flowing along Ye Qingzhou's sword stopped dripping.
Only those eyes exactly like his own shone with an icy light within the blood-red glow.
"You should not have stood against my Lord."
Noah's voice resounded directly in Ye Qingzhou's mind: "I will personally savor your blood, and drown your heart in pain and despair, shattering your will."
Boom~
An unfounded terror suddenly rose in his heart, an ultimate darkness sufficient to obliterate a Martial God's Will. Ye Qingzhou's pupils contracted sharply, but fortunately his flawless Sword Heart was firm as bedrock, unshakable; thus Ye Qingzhou managed to preserve his own will amid the endless tide of black waves.
Ye Qingzhou's Spirit regained clarity, and he immediately tried to activate the Celestial Sword Armor, only to discover that all the Dao-rule modules had fallen silent. Even more terrifying, he sensed something within his body responding to the other's call—that was a kind of resonance buried deep within his bloodline.
"Your deathbed struggle is utterly meaningless."
Noah loosened his hand and casually snapped his fingers.
The frozen world shattered like a mirror, and in an instant the two appeared in a starry sky. Under their feet was the disintegrating Blue Star; above their heads hung thirteen blood-colored moons. "This is the crevice of time. We can have a good talk."
"Talk about what?"
Ye Qingzhou gripped his longsword tightly, discovering that his Spiritual Power was slowly recovering. His gaze did not waver in the slightest, as firm as ever: "You, like those Saint Kings, are nothing but the Blood God's dogs."
Noah suddenly burst into laughter. His laughter shook the starry sky, making countless stars flicker in and out.
"Dogs? No, you are mistaken about one thing."
He raised his hand and lightly tapped; a fragment of memory shot directly into Ye Qingzhou's mind.
In the image, it was an ancient battlefield.
A youth with crimson eyes stood holding a sword, his gaze arrogant and overlooking all. Around him were corpses piled like mountains, and the firmament was dyed red by blood and fire.
And around the youth knelt thirteen humans with fanatical expressions—they were the Thirteen Holy Kings of the Blood Race, known as the Primordial Blood, the first generation of Divine Blood Saint Descendants.
The Thirteen Holy Kings, each one drank the Blood God's origin and gained incomparable, magnificent Divine Power, thereby achieving a sublimation of Life and Spiritual nature.
Yet those who take shortcuts must often pay a price.
"This is…"
"We drank the Blood God's gift, but there is no free lunch in this world…"
Noah's voice suddenly grew ancient and weary: "So long as the horn of apocalypse is sounded, my race can, by the fulfillment of the oath, break free from the Blood God's Shackles."
Ye Qingzhou's head throbbed as if splitting; a massive number of unfamiliar memory fragments surged into his mind, scene after scene flooding forth…
The thirteen Golden Coffins were originally used by the Emperor Slayer to Seal a world-ending calamity…
The three Divine Trees of Eden Park were pillars meant to maintain the balance of heaven and earth, and even the so-called "Blood Race" at the beginning were merely unfortunates chosen by the Emperor Slayer and the Blood God to transfer their own hidden perils…
Primordial Qi was poisonous; the Emperor Slayer attained the Path from within the Void Divine Dynasty, and thus he had already been bound with Shackles that were nearly impossible to break.
Yet nothing in this world is too difficult, so long as one has the will.
In order to break free from the Shackles of the Path of Void, the Emperor Slayer did not hesitate to use the ultimate Laws Destruction, severing his own karmic ties with the Divine Dynasty, carrying out this plan of Golden Cicada's Shell.