Chapter 189 The Immortal King's Tomb: Zhu Zhuqing Picks Up a Venerable-Level Opportunity!
"The soul returns to the soul, and the ashes return to the ashes..."
Beside him, Chi Long couldn't help but ponder those words, his fiery red hair dancing wildly in the wind.
After a moment, he stepped forward, helped Qingyunzi up from the ground with one hand, and acknowledged:
"What a fine Qingyunzi."
"To endure countless eons in such a desperate situation, with one's heart set on the Celestial Court."
"You deserve the title of disciple of the Celestial Court!"
"I'm home."
On the other side, the Primordial Immortal Ancestor didn't say much, but simply nodded slightly and uttered three words that spoke volumes.
Then, the old man gently tapped the withered wooden cane in his hand.
In an instant, a spacetime passage flowing with primordial chaos energy, leading directly to the ancestral land of the Primordial Immortal Court, slowly unfolded before everyone.
However, just as everyone was calming down and preparing to step into the passage to return to the Immortal Realm with Liu Shen, Shi Hao, Qian Renxue and the others.
"Waaaaah..."
Suddenly, a crimson wind swept across the land.
Immediately afterwards, a mournful wail sounded like the wailing of a vengeful ghost, causing heaven and earth to grieve and all paths to resonate with it!
Heaven weeps!
"Um?"
Chi Long's expression hardened, and he immediately snorted coldly, slamming his crimson-gold spear into the ground.
"roar!!!"
A high-pitched roar of a true dragon resounded, and crimson blood energy transformed into a colossal primordial dragon phantom, ten thousand feet tall, which directly and firmly shut out the rain of blood and the strange phenomena of heaven and earth.
"This is... the phenomenon of the King's Fall?!"
Below, the young Taoist priest stared at the torrential rain of blood pouring down outside the barrier, his pupils constricting sharply as he couldn't help but cry out in alarm:
"Someone killed a Celestial King?"
Upon hearing this, both Liu Shen and Shi Hao and Qian Renxue, who were protected within the barrier, were startled.
The latter, in particular, although they were still unclear about the realm of Immortal Kings, had personally experienced the invincible, world-destroying pressure of Ao Sheng and Tai Shi.
But someone of that level actually died?
"That direction..."
At this moment, the Willow Goddess, who had been silent all along, turned her head, her gaze seemingly piercing through layers of void, and pointed directly to the source of the heavenly weeping.
"It's the direction of the Primordial Immortal Land."
Then, this peerless ancestral spirit turned around and looked at the Primordial Immortal Ancestor and the Crimson Dragon standing at the front.
"The Immortal King has fallen, and all karma has been severed."
"It seems that it was your Celestial Court's First Order member, who has never shown his face, who succeeded."
"A single, decisive blow; what a ruthless tactic."
Liu Shen didn't say much, but every word she spoke carried the weight of Mount Tai.
As a former ancestral spirit, she knew all too well the terrible price that had to be paid to kill a Celestial King.
And Li Changsheng, who was rumored to be extremely cautious, actually did it!
Moreover, they went deep into the enemy camp and, together with the Dao Tong of the Yuan Chu era, completely wiped them out!
Upon hearing Liu Shen's confirmation, the Daoist boy and Qingyunzi behind him were so shocked that their jaws almost dropped.
"Big...Senior Brother?"
"They actually destroyed the Yuan Dynasty???"
In comparison, the Primordial Immortal Ancestor, who had always been familiar with Li Changsheng's nature, was more composed.
He was seen leaning on his cane, looking at the rain of blood falling from the sky, without much surprise.
But a helpless, bitter smile appeared on his deeply lined, old face:
"That slippery fellow, instead of just cleaning up the mess, he went and wrecked their ancestral graves."
"That's enough, that's enough."
"The cause and effect are settled, let's go."
After saying this, the old man shook his head, then turned around, no longer looking at the blood rain falling from the sky, and stepped into the time-space passage.
The Crimson Dragon followed closely behind, and although he tried his best to suppress it, his whole body was filled with an almost fanatical fighting spirit.
Senior Brother is already capable of slaying Immortal Kings!
He, Chilong, cannot lag behind!
...
Meanwhile, in a place hundreds of millions of miles away from the Primordial Immortal Land...
This is the outer perimeter of an ancient tomb of a celestial king.
On the vast land, one can see broken ancient chariots, shattered divine weapons, and the corpses of powerful figures exuding terrifying pressure everywhere.
A fierce battle for the treasures of the ancient tomb has just taken place here.
Blood flowed into rivers, and a murderous aura filled the sky.
"Hurry up, be quick!"
"Only collect the broken fragments of magical artifacts and void rings. If you encounter any creatures that still show signs of life, do not be greedy for the rewards; flee immediately!"
A shout came from the sky, echoing at the edge of the battlefield.
It was a burly old woman dressed in gray linen clothes, holding a long white bone whip in her hand, and exuding the terrifying aura unique to great cultivators.
However, having already succeeded within her own territory, she now acted like a supervisor, directing countless young men and women dressed in menial uniforms to shuttle back and forth through this mountain of corpses and sea of blood.
Among this group of menial disciples, a black figure as agile as a nimble cat stood out.
Zhu Zhuqing.
This noblewoman, who once held a high position in the Star Luo Empire of Douluo Continent, has long since shed her former naivety and pampered nature.
She wore a rough gray robe, typical of a celestial servant, and her black hair was simply tied into a high ponytail. Her cold and beautiful face was stained with a few dried bloodstains, and her eyes were like knives.
Blood-Transfer Realm Great Perfection!
Under the terrifying gravity laws and rich spiritual energy of the Perfect World, coupled with the various benefits of the Primordial Immortal Court's servants' quarters, her potential was maximized. Now, she can exert a force of 100,000 jin with a single swing of her arm!
"Whoosh!"
Zhu Zhuqing's figure transformed into a black lightning bolt; her movements were as fluid and agile as a fish in water in this complex battlefield.
She deftly dodged the sword energy remaining on a corpse, then with her fingers like hooks, she precisely pried a Qiankun Ring covered in bits of flesh from a pile of gore.
Then, without even looking at it, he stuffed it directly into the cloth bag at his waist.
"Sister Zhuqing, you're amazing! This is the third Venerable Realm ring you've found!"
Not far away, a girl who looked carefree but was also dressed in servant's clothes ran over.
She is Xiao Cui, a close friend who shares a dormitory room with Zhu Zhuqing.
"Quick, Xiao Cui, we don't have much time left."
As she spoke, Zhu Zhuqing didn't even look up and continued running towards another place.
After all, in this world where people devour each other without spitting out the bones, she knew that only by desperately improving her cultivation could she have a chance to survive.
"Tick-tock".
Just then, a drop of cold liquid landed on Zhu Zhuqing's cheek.
She instinctively reached out and touched it, but it was bloody.
"Is it raining?"
Seeing this, Xiao Cui on the other side also looked up with curiosity.
In just one glance, that originally delicate face turned deathly pale.
"Zhuqing, look! Look at the sky..."
Upon hearing this, Zhu Zhuqing, realizing that something big had happened, also looked up sharply.
The once gray sky had turned blood red.
Blood rained down, accompanied by terrifying wailing sounds, like those of gods and demons.
Compared to the Supreme-level Heavenly Cries caused by the initial battle at the beginning of the Great Tomb, this was many times more terrifying!
(End of chapter)