Destiny is ashes

Chapter 990 Slaying the Three Corpses (23)

After a few tentative exchanges, Yue Qingge and Cang Anqi clashed a few more times, with Cang Anqi also wielding a sword.

His swordsmanship was comprehensive and exquisite, flowing like mercury, penetrating every crevice. No matter how Yue Qingge attacked, he could always respond calmly. Yue Qingge's swordsmanship was swift and ruthless, each move aimed at the vital points, full of a resolute determination to destroy everything, extremely sharp, forcing people to defend.

The two clashed, their sword energy crisscrossing. If Hui Tianyu hadn't saved them, the other sword cultivators standing nearby would probably have been wiped out, repeating the old battle between the Pure Dao and the Cold Star, leaving no one in the vicinity alive!
"Tianmu Palace!"

Raising her hand to create a barrier, blocking the aftershocks of the sword energy that came from afar, Gu Yujing spoke softly, her tone solemn.

The Heavenly Mother Palace rarely participates in disputes, but no one has ever regarded them as a weak force. When the first Heavenly Mother Palace Master, Shi Lingzheng, appeared out of nowhere, he suppressed the Blood Sea Demon Sect, which was at its peak at the time, and naturally replaced the Heavenly Sect of Butian Mountain. This achievement is still praised by the world today.

Later, the Heavenly Mother Palace also performed the feat of mending the heavens and suppressed twelve great demons who were causing havoc in the world, including three 'great demons with the title of Venerable One'. All of this demonstrates the unfathomable depth of this lineage.

However, there is an unwritten rule in Tianmu Palace that there has never been a saying that the 'young generation' has traveled outside. According to their tradition, the current core Daoist disciples and saintesses must complete all the teachings of Tianmu Palace, at least reach the state of manifesting sainthood, and understand the 'principles of creation' before they can leave the mountain.

Therefore, every time a successor of the Heavenly Mother Palace appears in the world, they are already a powerful figure capable of ruling over a region.

But this time, it was not a successor of the Heavenly Mother Palace, but a wisp of shadow from the Heavenly Mother Bloodstone who was reborn!
But who exactly is Cang Anqi? With such strength, he could not possibly be an unknown figure. Although the Heavenly Mother Palace claims to have no younger generation, it is still quite clear who the chief is.

But this person before them was someone no one had ever seen before, yet he could fight Yue Qingge to a standstill with his swordsmanship!

But overall, Yue Qingge's swordsmanship is indeed more exquisite.

In Hui Tianyu's view, within ten moves, Cang Anqi's long-term defense would inevitably crumble, and a flaw would inevitably appear.

Strangely, Yue Qingge voluntarily stopped.

"Interesting, you're not using your fundamental method!"

Just as he was about to force Cang Anqi to reveal his weakness, Yue Qingge took the initiative to put away the Taixu Thunder Sword. However, the fighting spirit in his eyes did not diminish but instead grew stronger: "But no matter who you are, you are indeed a good opponent."

Cang Anqi smiled slightly and didn't reply. He simply waved his hand in the air, and the long sword dissipated: "I want to thank you for not using Blood Sea Peace. Otherwise, I would definitely not be a match for you."

"I thought that the only ones worth challenging with all my might during this trip to Zhaolin Realm were An Jing, and perhaps Fa Zichen from Zhaixing Mountain and Mo Kongche from Jingming Sect."

Although Yue Qingge was eager to fight, she seemed to have no intention of continuing: "As for Lian Baizheng of the Lianzhendao and Duan Chenguang of the Shangxuanjiao, they are still somewhat lacking."

"I never expected there to be such a strong person as you. What a pleasant surprise."

"A great calamity is imminent, and the winds of change are gathering."

Cang Anqi disagreed, saying, "This level of skill is what's considered normal."

Yue Qingge nodded and asked, "What are you doing here? This is Anjing's sword energy. Although you use a sword, you are not a sword cultivator."

"My target is the other side." Cang Anqi's gaze passed over Yue Qingge and landed in the direction of the dragon-man skeleton.

Yue Qingge followed his gaze, looking thoughtful: "So, you noticed it too, didn't you?"

The two exchanged questions and answers, and after their previous exchange, they seemed to have acknowledged each other's strength. The tense atmosphere eased, and they didn't seem to intend to determine who was better immediately.

Meanwhile, Yu Feng, watching from afar, felt increasingly strange. He intently observed Cang Anqi, and the sense of disharmony grew stronger.

The other party does not seem to be an independent individual.

It's not just that he's a phantom derived from the Heavenly Mother Bloodstone, but that he's a part of something 'cut out' using some kind of secret method.

How so? Yu Feng once read a saying in the ancient books of the Tianyu Dynasty... called the method of severing the three corpses.

This method is a legacy of the ancient Taoist court. Now, it has given rise to many branches: past, future, and present; opening up and maintaining the end times; all kinds of wonderful methods, which are beyond description.

However, there is a wonderful method that perfectly suits Cang Anqi's situation.

If a powerful cultivator stands at a crossroads in their destiny, facing a choice that could change their entire life, and if they possess sufficiently strong will and power, they can proactively forge one possibility, allowing that 'possibility' to transform into an independent entity and embark on another path.

In this way, he could embark on another path without hesitation.

Gu Yujing frowned, looking around with a puzzled expression in his dragon eyes: "Strange."

"Don't you think the smell of blood permeating this land is a bit strange?"

Hui Tianyu and Yu Feng were taken aback upon hearing this, and subconsciously turned their heads to look around, asking in surprise, "Wasn't the blood energy dispersed by the power of those two's fight just now, or absorbed by that Cang Anqi?"

"No, it's a different kind of blood energy,"

Gu Yujing said in a deep voice, his expression extremely serious: "The blood energy that permeates the entire Zhaolin Realm, whether it is the past, the present, or even the future!"

Although his words were somewhat strange, as ancient dragons who possessed the divine power of the universe, Hui Tianyu and Yu Feng both trusted his judgment.

"Tell me more about it."

Hui Tianyu became completely serious at this moment. He conjured up paper and pen in his hand. They looked ordinary, but they were filled with a light purple aura: "The words I write here can be directly mapped into the records of my sect's Celestial Venerable Huixing."

"Well, I'll try."

Gu Yujing closed his eyes, seemingly trying to discern the invisible aura. He frowned slightly as he carefully sensed it: "It is a kind of... cold hunger... plunder, devouring, conquering, power... as if it came from ancient times, dormant for countless years, but now it is slowly awakening."

"Demon energy!"

Suddenly opening her eyes, Gu Yujing exclaimed in astonishment: "It's a Heavenly Demon! And a very powerful Heavenly Demon in terms of 'plundering' and 'devouring'!"

"A celestial demon has invaded the Zhaolin Realm!"

Blood and qi are in turmoil.

At this moment, on the other side of the world.

Deep within the Forbidden Land of Yangmu and the Radiant Coral Sea.

In the magnificent and wondrous depths of the ocean, the land radiates an eternal and dazzling light, illuminating the waters thousands of meters deep until they are crystal clear. The enormous coral reefs, as majestic as mountains, display the colors of the seven luminaries, and the swaying seaweed forests are taller than the oldest trees on land.

However, in the center of this forbidden land, which resembled a divine realm, lay mountains of corpses and seas of blood.

Zheng Huayan, with his long silver hair, stood quietly in the heart of this bloody scene.

His appearance was exquisitely handsome, possessing a beauty that transcended gender, making it impossible to discern whether he was male or female, yet his expression was incredibly solemn. Behind him, the Lord of the Forbidden Land, a colossal clam the size of a mountain, stood with its mouth wide open, its flesh already reduced to a blurry mess.

Its pearl and talisman, radiating endless vitality in azure-gold, floated behind his head like a halo, making Zheng Huayan appear like a deity walking among mortals.

Beside his white boots, the fleshy tentacles of the Blood Sea Demon Cult, which he had just shattered, were still writhing unwillingly, as if trying to climb up his ankles.

(End of this chapter)