Qinghe Immortal Clan.

Chapter 1000 Shocks Everyone, Sword Light Annihilates the Enemy

"Wait! Something's not right, it's you!"

Upon seeing Song Qingming suddenly emerge from the white light, Li Jinyue's expression changed drastically, and he could hardly believe the person he was seeing.

Just now, the other party was clearly suppressed by the sword formation along with the others, so how could they suddenly reappear here?

"Could it be... that we've fallen under an illusion?"

Thinking the person in front of him might be an illusion, Li Jinyue sensed a dangerous aura coming from ahead as soon as he released his divine sense. He quickly activated his magic weapon to block in front of him.

The next moment, with a "bang", he was sent flying by a whistling sword light from Song Qingming's hand.

Standing still, Song Qingming ignored the doubts in the other party's heart and cast the "White Jade Halo" again, pressing it down on Li Jinyue's head.

However, just as he was casting his spell, another surge of magical energy emanated from the surroundings, and countless "white sword lights" rushed directly towards his location.

Seeing this, Song Qingming's eyes flickered slightly, and he used magic to take out a blue shield to protect himself.

After breaking through to the mid-Nascent Soul stage, Song Qingming's magical power increased significantly, allowing him to easily unleash the full power of the "Mysterious Tortoise Spiritual Light Shield".

Before this top-tier, mid-grade level four defensive magic weapon, the "white sword light" attacking from all sides diverted a lot of his attention, but did not pose a significant threat to him.

However, while Song Qingming was distracted by the "white sword light," Li Jinyue, who was not far away, quickly cast a spell to activate his magic weapon and block the "white jade halo" above his head.

Having learned his lesson once, he was already aware of the special power of the "White Jade Halo" and did not give Song Qingming another chance to imprison his magic power.

But just as Li Jinyue blocked the attack and was about to turn and escape, two figures not far away, braving the sword light barrier, charged towards his location.

"Fellow Daoist Song, we have come to your aid!"

The speaker was an elderly man surnamed Chen from the Xuanqing Temple. Beside him was another person, the rather tactful Taoist priest Qingping.

The old man surnamed Chen and "Old Daoist Qingping" were both mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, just like Song Qingming.

Faced with the endless stream of "white sword light" coming from all sides, the two of them were able to resist the sword light while still having some spare strength to help.

In contrast, the remaining Yu Ning and Ma Boyun were all early-stage Nascent Soul cultivators, and their cultivation levels were much lower. They were trapped in the restriction and could only barely protect themselves, unable to free up their hands.

Seeing that the old man surnamed Chen and "Qingping Taoist" were about to catch up with him, Li Jinyue frowned slightly, opened his mouth and spat out a beam of golden light.

The golden light transformed into a giant net in mid-air, instantly entangling the two "Old Taoist Qingping".

Faced with this giant golden net, the old man surnamed Chen and "Qingping Laodao" wanted to avoid it, but due to the restrictions shooting from all around affecting their escape speed, they eventually fell into the net.

Although the golden net used by Li Jinyue was not a particularly powerful magic weapon, the two of them had already consumed a lot of magic power by casting spells and setting up formations, and their condition was not very good.

In addition, he also needs to be distracted by the surrounding sword light restrictions, so he has very little strength left to exert.

For a moment, the two of them joined forces but failed to break through the golden net, and could only stare helplessly, revealing a hint of anxiety.

Just when everyone thought Li Jinyue could escape smoothly, a green light suddenly appeared again not far from him.

The next moment, several "golden bronze mirrors" flashed again, blocking the opponent's path and surrounding him.

At the same time, a figure wreathed in green light arrived not far in front of the opponent; it was Song Qingming, who had come despite the restrictions.

After using his magical artifact to block the opponent, Song Qingming immediately cast a spell, and dozens of colorful spiritual lights shot out from the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," trapping Li Jinyue who was trying to escape.

Seeing this, Li Jinyue's expression changed slightly. He quickly shouted and cast a spell to release his magic weapon to block the spiritual light, trying to break free from the opponent's obstruction.

Unexpectedly, when Li Jinyue tried to break free from the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" which had been enhanced by a secret technique, he found himself crashing directly into an iron plate.

Compared to the elderly man surnamed Chen, who was in poor condition, and "Old Taoist Qingping," Song Qingming's internal magical power was significantly more abundant, so the effects of the restriction on him were not as great as on the others.

While the two, "Old Taoist Qingping" and his companion, were stalling for a moment, Song Qingming had already used the "Azure Jade Refining Treasure Technique" to strengthen his natal magic weapon.

Even though Li Jinyue unleashed his full power again, Song Qingming still managed to firmly restrain his opponent.

"Fellow Daoist Song, you are indeed quite troublesome. As I just said, I only wanted to stall you all and did not intend to make things difficult for you."

Fellow Daoist, you've come here solely for wealth. Why risk your life to meddle in the feud between us and Xuanqing Temple for such a small amount of spiritual items?

I advise you to release me and stay here obediently for a while. I guarantee that as long as you don't interfere again, you will be in no danger.

“I, Song, have no grudges against Fellow Daoist Li and truly do not wish to be your enemy.”

"But I really have no intention of entrusting my life to others. If you want me to stop, you will have to lift the restrictions here first."

Upon hearing Song Qingming ask him to remove the restrictions around him, Li Jinyue's eyes flashed with a cold light, and he shook his head directly at him.

"Hmph! You want me to let you out? That's impossible. Fellow Daoist, how about we change our terms?"

"Since you don't want to discuss it, then there's no need for further words!"

Upon receiving the reply, a ruthless glint flashed in Song Qingming's eyes. The next moment, the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" surrounding Li Jinyue was cast with magic, releasing several beams of white lightning.

"You, ah!"

While still resisting the multicolored spiritual light, Li Jinyue was caught off guard by the sudden appearance of white lightning. His hands and feet went numb instantly, and he cried out.

These powerful "white lightning bolts" were all collected by Song Qingming over the years through the "Devouring Heaven and Controlling Lightning Technique".

Because these lightning bolts are difficult to collect and a lot of them are lost with each use, Song Qingming rarely used them in the past when fighting against others.

But being trapped here and eager to escape, he didn't care about anything else and directly cast a spell to throw all the divine lightning stored in his body onto Li Jinyue.

Although he still didn't know the true identity of Li Jinyue, the mole, the other party's purpose was quite clear: to trap so many of them, the Nascent Soul cultivators, here.

With the sudden loss of seven Nascent Soul cultivators, including himself, the Xuanqing Temple outside would undoubtedly face considerable pressure and might even be defeated as a result.

If this is the outcome, and Song Qingming falls into the hands of Li Jinyue and his group, his life or death will be out of his control.

Moreover, there was someone outside who was his biggest worry, which was also a major reason why he was so anxious to escape.

Li Jinyue was so struck by Song Qingming's lightning that he could barely move. He could only grit his teeth and cast a spell to activate a blue defensive talisman, which temporarily helped him withstand the opponent's attack.

Faced with the continuous stream of "white lightning" from outside, Li Jinyue was unable to escape and his expression became somewhat panicked.

However, before he could ponder for long, the numerous puppets behind Song Qingming moved again, and a brand new magic array gradually emerged.

"Seven Star Sword Light!"

After more than two years of continuous research, Song Qingming has successfully integrated the array diagram of the "Seven Star Sword Array" into his puppet array.

With the assistance of numerous puppets, Song Qingming quickly drew out seven extremely powerful sword beams from the magic array.

"Fellow Daoist Li, take another move from me!"

As Song Qingming raised his hand and gently lowered it, seven sword beams quickly descended, heading straight for Li Jinyue's location.

Upon seeing the seven sword beams unleashed by Song Qingming, Li Jinyue immediately sensed their immense power, and a look of horror appeared on his face.

However, even though he knew these sword beams were extremely dangerous, he was completely suppressed by the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" and had no way to escape.

After the sword light fell, a violent impact sounded not far away, and a powerful spiritual energy appeared all around, blowing the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror" away in all directions.

A scream rang out as Li Jinyue's shield, seemingly made of paper, was easily pierced by the seven sword beams.

This was Song Qingming's first time officially trying to use this divine power on the battlefield, and he showed a hint of relief upon seeing the result.

After the sword light dissipated, Li Jinyue's body was covered with fist-sized bloody holes, and even half of his head had disappeared. His entire body was a bloody mess.

Just as he approached the other party, a tiny figure, about three inches tall, suddenly leaped out from above Li Jinyue's head, standing in mid-air and glaring fiercely at Song Qingming's location.

"Song Qingming, you're ruthless enough."

"I will avenge today's humiliation one day!"

After uttering a sentence to someone not far away, Li Jinyue's "natal nascent soul" immediately activated a silver talisman, which transformed into a protective light around him. He then quickly disappeared from the spot.

Knowing that he was no match for Song Qingming, Li Jinyue, who only had his "Nascent Soul" left, had no choice but to flee.

Fortunately, with the blessing of this silver talisman, his "natal nascent soul" was now moving at a speed far exceeding its usual speed, making it virtually impossible for Song Qingming to catch up with him.

However, Li Jinyue, who had lost his physical body in this battle, could not feel happy at all, and a sense of regret could not be expressed in his heart.

If he had known he would encounter someone as formidable as Song Qingming, he certainly wouldn't have chosen to act so rashly.

But now, it's too late for Li Jinyue to regret it.

As a Nascent Soul cultivator, losing his physical body will not necessarily cost him his life, but even if he can regain his physical body in the future, his cultivation level will definitely drop significantly, and his more than 100 years of hard work will be wasted.

"Ding-a-ling." Just as Li Jinyue was still regretting losing his physical body, a strange bell suddenly rang out not far behind him, causing his "natal nascent soul" to turn around and take a look.

As Li Jinyue searched around for the direction from which the sound came from, he slowly felt a wave of fatigue wash over him, making him inexplicably want to close his eyes and rest.

Before launching the sneak attack on Song Qingming and the others, Li Jinyue had already taken a special elixir that could quickly restore his magical power.

After fighting with Song Qingming and the others for so long, he has not consumed too much of his magical power and still has a lot of energy left.

Even if he had just suffered a severe injury that caused him to lose his physical body, his condition shouldn't be this bad.

Suddenly, he felt a strong drowsiness and fatigue that made it difficult for him to open his eyes. In his hazy state, Li Jinyue also sensed that something was wrong.

"No, I can't fall here! Break through!"

Suddenly, Li Jinyue's "natal nascent soul" shouted in mid-air, and the next moment, a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his mouth as he suddenly opened his eyes.

Li Jinyue, who had just awakened from the illusion, immediately sensed a danger coming from in front of him and hurriedly cast a spell to inject it into the shield in front of him.

At the same time, not far in front of him, several five-colored bronze mirrors were already within reach, and another burst of "white lightning" quickly fell.

"ah!.."

This time, Li Jinyue, who was struck by the "white lightning", was left with only his "natal nascent soul" and could not withstand Song Qingming's attack. He immediately let out a shrill scream.

Before he could react, countless white lightning bolts fell again from the "Five Elements Divine Light Mirror," quickly turning his "natal nascent soul" into a charred black.

Li Jinyue, who had long since lost the power to resist, could only watch helplessly as Song Qingming, who had come to him, swung a sword light and ended his life.

After slaying his opponent's "natal nascent soul," Song Qingming quickly sensed a white mist emerging nearby, which was Li Jinyue's natal nascent soul.

Seeing this, Song Qingming did not make a move. He simply put away the "Illusionary Heart Bell" in his hand and let the other party's "natal spirit" enter the cycle of reincarnation and dissipate into the world.

Li Jinyue was not a demonic cultivator, and Song Qingming had no deep-seated grudges against him, so he would not do something like ruthlessly killing someone else's "natal spirit".

As his cultivation level improved, Song Qingming, a Nascent Soul cultivator, gradually sensed a baleful aura surrounding him over the years. This aura was formed from the resentment of the beings who died at his hands.

Although these malevolent energies will not cause any harm to Song Qingming himself, they will indirectly affect a person's destiny and fortune.

In the world of cultivation, there have always been many highly talented cultivators who, due to their excessive killing and the resulting malevolent aura, suffered from inner demons when breaking through to higher realms, leading to numerous unexpected tribulations and ultimately their demise.

Therefore, as Nascent Soul cultivators, they should avoid harboring murderous thoughts unless absolutely necessary, for the sake of their future cultivation path.

By the time Song Qingming stepped forward to collect the storage bag from Li Jinyue, "Old Taoist Qingping" and the old man surnamed Chen, who were not far away, had also gotten rid of each other's magic weapons and arrived near the battlefield.

"Fellow Daoist Song, is Li Jinyue already dead?"

"Hmm! I have already severed this person's nascent soul. If there are no accidents, he should have already entered the cycle of reincarnation."

Upon hearing the old man surnamed Chen's question, Song Qingming calmly replied and then put away the storage bag in his hand.

When Song Qingming put away the other party's "storage bag", "Old Taoist Qingping" and the old man surnamed Chen couldn't help but stare at it for a moment, but they didn't say anything more.

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Song is right, Li Jinyue's primordial spirit aura has indeed disappeared."

It's a bit strange, though, that the other person is already dead, so why hasn't the restriction disappeared yet?

Just as the old man surnamed Chen said, after Song Qingming killed Li Jinyue, although the "white sword light" had disappeared, the group did not return to the cave and remained trapped there.

At this moment, Yu Ning, Ma Boyun, and others, who were a little further away, also quickly came to Song Qingming and the others' side after discovering that the "white sword light" that threatened them had disappeared.

Accompanying them was another person who looked very similar to Song Qingming, but whose cultivation was obviously weaker, seemingly only at the first level of the Nascent Soul realm.

After reuniting with the others, Song Qingming waved lightly to the person who resembled him, and the person suddenly transformed into a streak of light and landed directly into the spirit beast pouch at his waist.

Upon seeing this scene, Yu Ning and the others all showed a slight surprise on their faces, and then immediately smiled and cupped their hands in greeting.

"Hehe! We were really fortunate to have Fellow Daoist Song's help just now, otherwise we would have been tricked. Please accept our greetings, Fellow Daoist."

Although there were quite a few people, they were all helpless against Li Jinyue, who could control the spatial restrictions here, and were manipulated by him.

If Song Qingming hadn't suddenly unleashed his astonishing strength and killed Li Jinyue, their fate would likely be uncertain.

Looking at Song Qingming, who had almost single-handedly saved everyone, everyone, including the old man surnamed Chen, showed gratitude towards him.

Seeing this, Song Qingming waved his hand and said, "Fellow Daoists, there's no need for such formalities. The situation outside is unclear, so let's hurry and get out of here!"

"Yes! Fellow Daoist Song is right. We are still trapped in the restriction. If we don't find a way to get out quickly, it will be too late to regret it if something happens outside."

"That's true, but we don't have a single clue right now, and figuring out how to get out is a real headache. We can't rush it."

Seeing that the "Old Taoist Qingping" beside him couldn't help but sigh, Song Qingming took out a square piece of white cloth from his hand and said to everyone:

"I just found this on Li Jinyue; perhaps it can help us get out of here!"

"Oh! This is wonderful! Why didn't Fellow Daoist Song say so sooner?" At first, everyone was puzzled when they saw Song Qingming take out a piece of white cloth that looked tattered.

It wasn't until he explained that they understood, and their faces lit up with joy.

".."

Half an hour later, several streaks of light suddenly flew out from the previously quiet cave where the teleportation array was located and landed not far away.

After the light disappeared, Song Qingming and seven or eight other figures walked out from inside.

"Hahaha! Finally out! Sure enough, it's still here. It's truly the blessing of the ancestors."

"Luckily, no one else came in, and the teleportation array is safe and sound."

Seeing the familiar cave reappear before them, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and secretly rejoiced.

The moment he was freed, "Old Taoist Qingping" exclaimed with emotion and bowed to a distant spot, perhaps where his ancestor was.

The elderly man surnamed Chen and Yu Ning and the others also hurriedly stepped forward to check if there were any problems with the intercontinental "teleportation array" that they were concerned about.

Song Qingming scanned his surroundings and found a small scroll about a foot wide on the ground. He then quickly walked over to it.

After carefully examining the scroll before him, Song Qingming noticed a white notch in it and immediately took out the white cloth that had led them out of that special space.

After he pasted the white cloth piece onto the gap, a trace of spiritual energy appeared on the scroll, and it automatically closed up.

Just as Song Qingming was about to put the scroll into his storage bag, the sharp-eyed "Qingping Daoist" suddenly appeared beside him.

"Hey! Brother Song, were we just trapped inside this magic treasure by this thief?"

I had heard of such special magical artifacts possessing spatial power from others years ago, but I never imagined I would actually see them with my own eyes today.

After turning around and glancing at the other person, a hint of displeasure flashed in Song Qingming's eyes.

"This thing should have been left behind by Li Jinyue. As for whether it is the special magic weapon that you mentioned, I don't know."

"It's so dangerous outside now, we must leave quickly. If Fellow Daoist Qingping is interested in this item, please come find me another time!"

"Hehe! I was just saying that. I have no interest in this thing. Fellow Daoist Song, please don't misunderstand."

Seeing that Song Qingming was looking at him strangely, "Old Taoist Qingping" immediately waved his hands repeatedly, pretending not to see him, and walked to the side.

Seeing this, Song Qingming didn't say anything more and simply put away the scroll in his hand.

Just as he finished his action, a magical shield quickly rose up behind him at the "teleportation platform," enveloping the entire cave.

"Fellow Daoists, there's nothing wrong with the teleportation array here. Let's go out and take a look!"

After successfully activating the protective array of the "teleportation platform," the old man surnamed Chen and Yu Ning, along with others, immediately led everyone through the array and left the cave.

As soon as they left the cave, they saw various spiritual lights flashing and sounds coming from the east gate of the "Xuanqing Temple," as if a fierce battle was taking place.

Seeing Song Qingming's gaze turn towards the cave dwelling on the right, Yu Ning, who was standing beside him, quickly spoke up:

"Fellow Daoist Song, rest assured, the mountain-protecting formation is safe and sound. The people from Qingyuan Sect should have only breached a corner of the mountain gate and have not yet fully entered. Your wife is in the back mountain, so she should be fine."

Once we defeat them, we will certainly not go back on our promise to you, fellow Daoist!

"Fellow Daoist Yu, rest assured, now that I have chosen to stand on your side, I will not change my attitude casually."

Having already made his stance clear by killing Li Jinyue, Song Qingming didn't say much when he heard Yu Ning's words and simply nodded.

Upon hearing this, Yu Ning and the elderly man surnamed Chen immediately raised their hands in gratitude and bowed slightly to Song Qingming.

(End of this chapter)