Chapter 294 Going deep into the tiger’s den
On the wasteland after the setting sun, the blood-red glow had not yet completely dissipated, but was being swallowed up inch by inch by the deep black fog.

Outside the camp, there was a continuous expanse of scorched earth, and the smoke and corpses reflected the purple flashes that appeared and disappeared in the air, as if a blood-stained curse was grinning in the sky.

Under the leadership of Li Qingyun, humans had just managed to defend this line of defense with great difficulty. However, the feeling of oppression did not subside. Instead, it became more and more like a raging tide, as if it would sweep over in the next moment.

Among the ruins not far away, the soldiers who had just experienced a fight sat down powerlessly, breathing heavily.

Some people had dried blood marks on their faces, and more people were wailing while covering their wounds.

Despite this, when they looked at the figure standing in the ruins, their eyes were still burning with amazement and reverence – it was him, Li Qingyun, who fought against the alien monster in the midst of thousands of troops, broke the deadlock with a single sword, and saved the situation from danger.

Although his clothes on his shoulders were torn and stained with blood, he did not look at all embarrassed. The sharp force of the knife still remained in the air, which severely crushed the arrogance of Monster Chao.

Night fell quietly, and the sky was a mixture of black and purple, like a painting splashed with ink.

Dim flashes of lightning flickered silently in the clouds, adding a touch of mysterious horror of doomsday hell to the scorched and bloody battlefield.

Some people breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that the outer gods had withdrawn and the situation had calmed down for the time being.

An old soldier stroked his chest and whispered:
“Your Excellency is truly so powerful that the monsters are so scared that they are running away like rats.”

A young soldier beside him shook his head warily:

“No, they are not really retreating. Didn’t you see the light pattern over there…it’s still condensing.”

Following his gaze, I saw that within the distant crack, a purple light like an ancient totem was still swaying, flickering and disappearing.

That is the source of the Outer Gods’ power and the source of the monster army.

After several fierce attacks, although Li Qingyun’s bravery forced it to retreat, this terrifying will obviously had not yet truly surrendered; there were still low drumming and whimpering in the night wind, as if higher-level evil beings were gathering in the distance and were about to come in droves again.

“Everyone, take a break and don’t let your guard down.”

Zhongli Quan was waving a large palm-leaf fan, his eyes still solemn.

He understood that this silence was more like the silence before the storm than a breath of victory.

The Outer Gods must be rearranging their plans, and a deeper conspiracy may have just begun.

Mu Guiying hurried to Li Qingyun’s side and said softly:
“Qingyun, the troops have arranged patrols and concentrated the wounded in the northern camp for treatment. However, due to the shortage of supplies, it is difficult to defend for a long time. If the outer gods attack again…”

She didn’t finish her words, but her meaning was obvious.

Although Li Qingyun’s appearance saved the camp from danger, the battle had just ended and the soldiers had not yet recovered. They could be defeated by a new wave of monsters at any time.

Li Qingyun nodded slightly and answered in a deep voice:

“It is better to be cautious. I will explore that strange crack first, and then dig out more traces of the enemy. If Yuxu Palace or the spirit world intends to interfere, we must not be unprepared.”

Mu Guiying was puzzled when she heard this:
“I heard that Yuxu Palace is still showing off in the rear, claiming to be exorcising demons everywhere, but it provides little help to the front line. Are they also secretly communicating with the outer gods?”

Li Qingyun looked towards the night sky calmly:

“Master Huang Long…”

He whispered the name of the “sub-god”, with a tone of doubt and certainty, “No matter what their plan is, it will be intertwined with the outer gods. Although I am secretly injured, I will never allow them to join forces to destroy the human world.”

Before he could finish his words, a strange horn sound suddenly came from afar, like a whistle mixed with low-frequency vibrations, making the earth tremble a few times.

The purple light deep in the crack suddenly flickered several times, and then there were sporadic roars of monsters one after another, as if they were gathering under some kind of command.

The originally loose gray-black mist suddenly rolled up into a spiral and quickly shrank backwards, forming a vortex cloud column that looked like smoke and dust.

“Look, over there…”

A soldier shouted nervously, and saw the pillar of cloud spinning higher and higher, breaking through the layers of haze, like a huge vein built in the darkness, revealing an unspeakable evil intent.

Then, a beam of dim light fell from the top of the clouds, like some strange call.

Every time a beam of light lingers, it will condense into a distorted symbol on the ground, creating twisted monsters or creating new cracks.

There was a cry of surprise in the camp. Everyone could feel that the spiritual energy fluctuations of that scale were stronger than before. Even the night sky seemed to be twisted a little, and all the starlight was hidden behind the dark clouds.

No one knew what the Outer Gods were going to do, but they all vaguely guessed that this was their new rallying cry, intended to launch a more terrifying offensive.

Li Qingyun gripped the hilt of the knife tightly, with a hint of cruelty in his eyes.

He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressed the pain in his internal organs, and then turned to Mu Guiying and other generals:

“Follow my previous deployment – three lines of defense, multiple beacons to prevent monsters from attacking in large numbers. If the camp is in a tight spot, beat the drum three times. I will go and meet them.”

Lu Dongbin was shocked when he heard this: “My Lord, you want to act alone? That’s where the deep cracks are, and there are many nests of foreign gods. How dangerous it is…”

Having said this, he paused again.

The determination in Li Qingyun’s eyes said it all – if he didn’t show up, this evil tide would be even more unstoppable.

After all, the Song Dynasty was short of manpower. Even if there were tens of thousands of people guarding the city, they could not stop the baptism of extraordinary evil energy.

“rest assured.”

Li Qingyun’s eyes were stern, “I came here to break this desperate situation. Even the pain of the seal cannot stop me from going forward with my sword.”

As the sonorous words fell, many soldiers around had red eyes and could not help but raise their fists and shout “Lord Li is mighty” to cheer him up.

Mu Guiying stepped forward and whispered:

“Qingyun, be careful. If you really can’t defeat the opponent, don’t force it.”

Li Qingyun nodded slightly, said nothing more, and leaped into the night sky.

The sleeves of his clothes created a sound of wind, and the sword light instantly turned into a shining meteor, breaking through the air and flying straight towards the crack, causing the people on the ground to be excited.

Dark clouds rolled and lightning flashed frequently. The abnormal phenomenon in the distance seemed to sense Li Qingyun’s approach, and the purple light and black fog intertwined more and more fiercely.

Faintly, one can see a large number of deformed monsters gathering around the crack, and their number is no less than the previous two waves of impact.

Among them are giant beasts as bloated as mountains, new variants with curved bone spurs, and translucent monsters floating like UFOs, with green phosphorescence all over their bodies and hoarse howls, like evil spirits.

Faced with such an evil domain, Li Qingyun did not hesitate at all.

He raised his sword, with the tip of the blade pointing forward, and the golden light burst out from his qi sea again; however, underneath this golden light, there was also a faint gray surge, which came from the restlessness sealed in his body.

Once he releases more power, it is very likely that “Silence” will backfire, but he can’t think too much at this moment. The world is in danger and he can only burn his boats.

Another sharp blade light swept through the darkness, and Li Qingyun slashed at the group of monsters with the force of thunder.

There seemed to be a loud noise in the air, and the group of monsters shook for a while. Dozens of translucent vengeful spirits that were hit first were crushed to pieces by the sword force, and the fishy mist floated again.

In the darkness of the night, the scattered limbs and blood soaking the ground formed a horrifying picture.

But this time, the monster’s frenzy was not easily repelled – it was obvious that the main force of the Outer Gods was prepared. One after another, dark purple light beams shot out, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue, biting towards Li Qingyun fiercely.

Li Qingyun flipped his sword and blocked the attacking purple lights one after another, and a series of roars and sparks erupted all around.

However, every collision would cause him to feel a sharp pain in his chest, and the vibration of the seal became more violent, almost making him vomit blood.

But his expression was gloomy for only a moment, and then he burst out with an even more fierce sword energy, and rushed towards the huge group without any retreat.

Because he knew very well that if he flinched, the defense line here would inevitably collapse.

The rumbling sound was incessant, the tide of deformed monsters was like a raging sea, and Li Qingyun was like a lone boat standing firm in the storm. No matter how strong the wind and waves were, the flash of the sword would surely turn blood into a river.

Countless ferocious and hideous monsters were as fragile as paper in front of him. Even after nearly a hundred of them were killed in succession, there were still an endless stream of creatures rushing towards him, trying to overwhelm him with numbers.

However, after a loud shout, the blade light evolved into an overwhelming storm of sword shadows, as if the wrath of ghosts and gods had descended upon the mortal world, wiping out all the monsters in front of it.

The human soldiers who were watching this scene from afar felt extremely refreshed: Li Qingyun, who was killing people everywhere, was like a god from heaven. Every time he swung his sword, black blood splashed all over the sky, accompanied by the monsters’ shrill wails.

One after another, huge figures fell down, some were cut off from the waist, and some had their heads smashed.

Some mutated monsters spewed poisonous filth at him, but were often blown back by the wind from his sword, melting them half to death.

In an instant, there were popping sounds near the purple crack, and the ground was filled with broken limbs and bones, as if it had become an altar for Asura.

But the monsters still refused to retreat, as if there was a higher will controlling them to fight to the death.

Li Qingyun was trapped in an endless tide of demons, his body had been dyed dark red by the black blood, and he felt the pain of the seal in his body with every step he took.

The gray fog seemed to be about to break out of the shell, but he suppressed it forcefully, displaying his sword power as steady as a mountain, without any retreat.

After killing dozens of powerful monsters, he finally had a brief break.

After concentrating for a moment, he looked towards the core of the crack and saw a huge shadow lurking in the violently rolling black clouds. It seemed that it could appear at any time, and it was even bigger than the giant he had seen before.

His heart sank: it seemed that the Outer Gods were gathering again, unwilling to let humans live in peace.

The blade trembled slightly, and Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and swung out a golden-white half moon again.

The sound of breaking air tore through the air and hit the intersection of black clouds and purple light.

In an instant, there was a violent roar of wind and thunder. A large number of monsters were blown away by the wind pressure of the explosion, and screams were heard one after another.

However, the huge shadow in the depths only shook slightly, as if mocking the powerlessness of the true god before it.

Li Qingyun frowned secretly. The strength of this creature was unfathomable. He was not afraid of it when he was at his peak, but now its strength was only one hundredth of what it was, so it was difficult to kill it with one blow.

Not far away, the cheers and shouts of Lu Dongbin and others were heard, and human forces gradually surrounded this place.

Seeing Li Qingyun fighting in and out of the tide of monsters, he couldn’t help but be greatly encouraged and followed closely, wanting to help him seize the crack.

But the number of monsters is still terrifying. Standing between them and the crack are countless ferocious and deformed creatures.

The celestial phenomena became even more bizarre, and the purple light rolled up astonishing energy, as if brewing a new disaster.

At this time, a sharp whistling sound once again floated out from the cracks in the ground, causing the monsters to rush into the battlefield again frantically.

Although most of them were killed by Li Qingyun, there were still quite a few of them. They rushed over with a sad light in the dark night, with broken arms and blood plasma flying, and the cries of ghosts and wolves shaking the mountains.

Li Qingyun’s breathing tightened, and the backlash in his body became more violent.

He could only fight with his sword, shouting:
“Get out of my way——”

The sound of the sword turned into thunder, and a halo spread out from the center for dozens of feet, instantly killing dozens of monsters that tried to get close.

Blood splattered wildly, and the death was horrific. But after this blow, he staggered half a step, his face showing pain, and even the handle of the knife was a little unstable.

In the mysterious palace, the seal of “Silence” was fighting against him. Every burst of power came at a huge price.

However, no matter what, he remained unshakable and continued to display his unrivaled courage under the watchful eyes of the public.

The soldiers who followed closely were so excited that they shouted “Master Li is so powerful” and rushed to join him at an increasingly fast speed.

As long as there is the light of the knife in front, everyone will dare to kill their way through!
This god who protects the Song Dynasty has become their only belief at this moment, and they are looking for a chance to survive in a desperate situation.

Blood rained down and swords roared, creating a magnificent scene of slaughter at the edge of the crack.

The gloomy sky seemed to be cracked by a sharp blade, and lightning flashed from time to time, illuminating Li Qingyun’s face with a cold and fierce glow.

He did not waver in the slightest, pushing his shattered divine power to the limit bit by bit, slaughtering monsters without regard for the consequences, creating the possibility of forcing back the Outer Gods.

In this exciting situation of blood and fire, the purple light pattern suddenly dimmed, and the large group of monsters seemed to have received some kind of signal and began to retreat abnormally, no longer entangled.

Perhaps their leader behind the scenes also felt that he could not break through Li Qingyun’s protection at the moment and chose to hide temporarily.

A large number of monsters dispersed in the darkness and hid back in the inner layer of the crack.

The original scene of swords and blood was now reduced to debris, a living hell on earth.

This scene was extremely tragic, but it gave the soldiers a sense of pleasure at having survived a disaster.

The crowd gathered their formation despite their injuries, and cheered from the bottom of their hearts as they looked at Li Qingyun, whose knife was still dripping with black blood.

Some wounded people struggled to stand up and wanted to express their awe and gratitude by shouting.

Perhaps no amount of words can describe the feeling at this moment: it was him who alone bore the fierce attack of the Outer Gods and turned the danger into nothing. Even though the entire defense line was devastated, he still stubbornly survived.

Lu Dongbin rushed to the front, and was slightly corroded by the evil spirit. His long gown was completely stripped. He covered the bloody wound on his shoulder and smiled bitterly:
“We know that only Lord Li can stabilize the situation. We are really far behind him.”

Mu Guiying’s eyes were filled with relief, but she saw that Li Qingyun’s arms were shaking slightly, and he was obviously extremely weak.

She quickly stepped forward and whispered, “Qingyun, let us do it. You go back to the camp and rest first. Don’t try to be brave again.”

Li Qingyun nodded and slowly sheathed his sword. His expression remained firm, but he could not hide the cold sweat on his forehead.

The surrounding soldiers automatically gathered around him and watched him return to the camp.

The crowd looked at him with even greater awe, viewing the only god walking the earth.

Some people may have believed in Yuxu Palace, some may have feared the power of the spiritual world, but at this moment, they all supported his sword in the human world and recognized it from the bottom of their hearts.

Only this person is their ultimate protector.

However, behind this breath of victory, a deeper and strange shaking was revealed in the depths of the black clouds at the end of the crack.

A huge and gloomy eye slowly opened, looking at the human camp and at Li Qingyun’s back full of pain.

Silent sneers filled the air, and a larger conspiracy was about to take shape.

As night fell, blood solidified into dark black marks on the ground.

Inside the camp, countless torches were relit, illuminating the survivors and the wounded with dim light.

But no one could truly sleep, as they felt that the shadow of the outer gods still shrouded this world, but had only retreated for a moment.

Many people even looked at Li Qingyun, worried whether he could turn the tide next time.

Above the sky, a few bizarre rune-like lightning flashed suddenly and disappeared in a flash, casting a terrifying shadow on the distant horizon.

Perhaps this is a declaration that the forces of the outer gods are still gathering again and may make a comeback at any time.

A silent voice deep in the darkness seemed to chuckle: the current war is only a prelude, and the more terrible ending may come tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. Once the time is ripe, it will be a devastating destruction.

People were busy dealing with the bodies and rescuing the wounded.

Mu Guiying took the time to look up and saw that the crack was still emitting purple light. The night wind was mixed with chill, and she felt a strong sense of uneasiness in her heart.

She whispered to herself:
“Are they going to join forces with Yuxu Palace? Or is there something even stranger that hasn’t revealed itself yet?”

These mysteries have no solution and can only be entrusted to Li Qingyun, hoping that he can perform miracles again.

Li Qingyun sat on a simple blanket, closed his eyes and regulated his breathing.

The seal still stung, causing him to frown, but he still gritted his teeth and held his breath.

In a trance, he seemed to feel the dark whispers from the depths of the palace, with strange mockery, reminding him that he was not safe.

But he cannot fall down. Once he relaxes, the foreign gods’ forces will surely make a comeback, and the remaining border soldiers will all be buried in the strange tide.

He can only continue to shoulder the burden of this fate.

In the wind, blood and dust swirled in the sky, and a faint evil-shaped crack shone in the night sky, which was a sign that the army of outer gods was gathering again.

A deeper conspiracy is also stirring behind the cracks, like a lurking poisonous snake that will suddenly jump out and deal a fatal blow to humanity.

Li Qingyun had a premonition that there would be another storm ahead.

But at least they have gained a night’s respite, and allowed thousands of soldiers and countless civilians to retain a glimmer of hope.

He, Li Qingyun, wiped out the vast monster tide with the light of his sword, and performed an absolute crushing in the blood-stained Shura field in front of everyone’s attention.

That hearty and unshakable dominance is enough to make all who see it remember it in their hearts, and to draw courage from it when facing more brutal fights in the future.

Even if the next wave is more violent, as long as his blade is not broken, the people still have hope of survival.

Inside the camp, those haggard warriors gathered around the campfire and talked about today’s magnificent scene, especially the scene where Li Qingyun’s sword was as powerful as a dragon and tore millions of souls apart, their tone filled with excitement and piety that could not be concealed.

They had never felt so clearly that humans could fight against god-like creatures and even slaughter entire armies of monsters; for this reason, even though the scene was extremely bloody, it still gave people a deep sense of awe and comfort.

However, lightning flashed again in the sky, momentarily illuminating a section of the rock wall in the crack.

Wang Xuanfu and He Xiangu saw that there seemed to be a dark symbol in that corner and gathered their strength again. Perhaps the outer gods were secretly breeding more destructive monsters after retreating.

People can’t help but guess: the next battle will definitely be more brutal, and Li Qingyun has consumed too much energy this time, and the hidden injury of the seal is more serious. It is still unknown whether he can stand alone again.

In this unsolvable panic and passion, what role will Zhenren Huanglong and the Taoists of Yuxu Palace play?
They may watch the fight between humans and foreign gods with a smile and reap the benefits, or they may secretly add fuel to the flames in order to seize power in the world.

What’s more, the army of undead in the spiritual world is also wandering around. Once their interests coincide, they may form an alliance with the outer gods or the Yuxu Palace to create a new threat.

The entanglement of so many dark lines casts a heavy shadow on the night.

Li Qingyun could hardly handle the situation alone, but he still used his extraordinary power to control the situation and bought limited time for tomorrow’s repairs.

But after this night, the forces of the outer gods will inevitably gather again and launch a thunderous counterattack driven by a deeper conspiracy.

By then, will he still be able to maintain his bravery? Or will there be more bizarre and dangerous changes that will cause the seal to explode?
The starlight was dim and the sea of ​​clouds was flowing, like a huge monster peering at the zenith.

The blood and smoke had not yet dissipated, only the breathing of soldiers and wounded soldiers could be heard, each sound mixed with pain and fatigue.

Generals such as Mu Guiying and Yang Paifeng only dared to make the most pragmatic arrangements: repair the city walls, rest the troops, and wait for help.

If I’m in desperate situation again, I’ll have to rely on that unparalleled sword.

Thus, this desperate confrontation came to a temporary end, but it laid a deeper foreshadowing: the outer gods were not after just a city or a pond, they wanted the complete fall of the entire human world.

If Li Qingyun had not killed all the monsters and turned the tide, this place would have been completely crushed by the monsters.

But how many times can he repeat such a miracle?
Perhaps next time, the seal will explode, Yuxu Palace will launch a surprise attack, and the foreign gods will work together. Who can save this crumbling Song Dynasty then?
Who can stop this indescribable god from coming?

The wind is howling and the night is as dark as ink.

Li Qingyun grasped the scabbard with his left hand and pressed lightly on his lower abdomen with his right hand. His expression was calm, but he was in agony inside.

A very fine gray mist suddenly appeared and dissipated behind him, but no one noticed.

If someone pays close attention, they might be able to hear a faint mocking sigh coming from the gray fog.

That was the whisper of a powerful god from the ancient end of time inside the seal, who seemed to be disdainful of his short killing spree, and there seemed to be more malice lurking between his words and laughter.

But he did not retreat.

Since the sword is already stained with the black blood of the Foreign Gods, there is no need to fear any more sacrifices.

He raised his head and looked at the purple light in the crack, his brows furrowed.

“No matter how many of you come, I will kill them all. You will never be allowed to touch the life of the Song Dynasty.”

All these things are interwoven into this muffled thunder in the night, which not only demonstrates Li Qingyun’s courage in drawing the sword and his stunning demeanor, but also implies that the outer gods are gathering again and a deep conspiracy is still brewing.

The next day or at a certain time, they will come back again; Yuxu Palace or the spiritual world will also take advantage of their momentum and jointly perform an even more terrifying storm.

And tonight, the human race can only lick its wounds and temporarily enjoy the remaining warmth of victory.

The earth was still bloody, and faint humming could be heard from the cracks, as if an ancient demon was watching the struggle of ants.

In the silence, Li Qingyun put away his sword and stood still. The messy corpse of the monster could be vaguely seen at his feet, like a tattered doll abandoned in the world, making people feel refreshed but also confused.

The Outer Gods are so terrifying, but they are repeatedly suppressed by Li Qingyun’s divine power. Will they become furious and decide to destroy the world again?

Can he continue to stand firm in an even worse vortex?
Everything is a mystery. We only know that once the wind and clouds gather and the thunder strikes, the heaven and earth will inevitably collapse further.

When the last wind died down, the camp was miserable and peaceful in the bloody night.

The brilliance of Li Qingyun’s sword has not yet faded, and he is silently guarding the crowd like an unshakable statue.

In the next moment, a more thrilling battle may break out.

But at least, this moment of calm was enough to demonstrate his great killing power under the watchful eyes of the public, and it somewhat made up for the despair of the human race under the pressure of the outer divine power.

The battle is not over yet, the epic is still unfolding, and tonight is just a new prelude – the voice of the abyss is getting louder, and the black fog has never really dissipated; at dawn tomorrow, when the Outer Gods reunite and a deeper conspiracy is roaring, he will surely draw his sword again to fight, even if his soul is shattered, he must protect the last glory of this troubled world.

However, after experiencing the baptism of blood and fire, the Song camp soon received even more despairing news…

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(End of this chapter)