Chapter 301: The Call of the Temple of Annihilation

The dusty team looked tired and desolate in the setting sun.

The dust rolled over the loose camp, carrying with it the smell of blood that had not yet been washed away, pricking everyone’s nerves.

Since the troops were divided and marched north, He Xiangu has been facing the desperate situation of the water demon tide all the way. News has been intermittent and her life or death is unknown.

Li Qingyun’s troops have been fighting fiercely for days, and the Yuxu Palace and the outer gods in the undercurrent are always brewing new conspiracies.

When the north wind blew away the last rays of dusk and night fell, weak torches were lit in the army, but they could not dispel the heavy shadow that shrouded everyone’s heart.

Li Qingyun half leaned on the broken shaft of the carriage and looked up at the dark sky.

The tight pain in his chest and the dark fog surged up again, causing him to fall into a trance from time to time, as if he was about to be pulled away from this world at any time.

He understood that the latent power of “silence” was calling him more and more strongly.

If we fight to the death again, it will inevitably create a bigger rift.

But what can he do?

The army of foreign gods was getting closer and closer, and smoke was rising in every dangerous place, waiting for his sword to strike again.

However, once the sword light reaches its peak, the seal will immediately shatter, exiling the ultimate darkness buried deep at the bottom of the palace – the consequences will be disastrous.

When the wind started to blow, a sentry came running from afar, bowed deeply and reported:
“Sir, there is another unusual movement ahead. It seems that Yuxu Palace and the Outer Gods have set up a new ambush here, kidnapped many villagers, and are performing some kind of secret technique.”

His voice trembled, revealing his fear of the unknown.

Li Qingyun nodded silently, trying his best to hold up the scabbard under his feet, preparing to command the army to move forward again.

But at that moment, a strange pain suddenly rushed from his heart into his sea of ​​consciousness, making his vision go black and he staggered back several steps.

Gray mist marks suddenly appeared on his cheeks and arms, and the soldiers in the camp were horrified when they saw it.

Mu Guiying rushed forward to support him, but he did not want anyone’s support. He just frowned and waved his hands, struggling to keep himself steady.

“It doesn’t matter.”

His voice became dry due to suppressed pain, and his forehead was covered with sweat. “It’s just that my breath was out of control for a while, just adjust your breathing.”

Everyone in the camp looked at each other in silence, with anxious expressions.

Many people knew that Li Qingyun’s seal was becoming increasingly damaged, but he refused to retreat to the rear to rest, and continued to lead the army in person again and again, almost exhausting himself.

Whether it is to preserve the morale of the army or to fight against the foreign gods, he cannot retreat.

But everyone could see that the monster power lurking in his body seemed to be getting closer and closer.

In the darkness of the night, the sound of the wind gradually grew duller, as if the earth itself was crawling and sobbing.

Li Qingyun stood quietly for a while, took a deep breath, then pulled his cloak to cover half of his body, turned around and walked towards the tent.

Mu Guiying wanted to follow in, but he signaled with his eyes that she should stay outside to keep calm and not worry any more.

She gritted her teeth and stopped, and could only watch from afar as his drowsy figure disappeared behind the tent.

The dim oil lamp in the military tent was swaying violently, as if it would go out at any time.

Li Qingyun put down the scabbard and sat on the carpet alone.

He closed his eyes and slowly released his spiritual thoughts, hoping to do a brief meditation to suppress the pain that was surging from the seal.

But within a few breaths, he felt his sea of ​​consciousness rumble, as if thousands of thunders were exploding.

The long shadow of the palace corridor emerged silently in my mind, with gray mist flying around. The walls of the palace were shattered one by one, as if countless time gears had crushed it into debris.

He opened his eyes in the dark illusion and immediately realized that he was in a dangerous area in the palace within his body.

The palace was extremely huge, but it was dilapidated. The walls and pillars were covered with cracks, and a sticky black liquid silently flowed out, which looked like blood and rotten mud.

The corridor that was originally walkable was now bumpy and uneven, with countless dark tentacle-like strips crawling out from the cracks, trying to wrap him up into a cocoon.

Li Qingyun stared at this strange scene, knowing that it was “Silence” that was pulling him into a deeper palace.

Since the advent of the outer gods, he has repeatedly used the power of the palace to slay evil spirits and has already widened the gap in the seal; the closer this is to the time, the more “Ji” can communicate with him directly through the depths of the illusion.

If he lets it do whatever it wants, this palace will become a prison for his soul and he will become an inescapable slave.

Suddenly, he heard a series of intermittent whispers coming from the deepest part of the temple, like a curse or mockery from an ancient sleeping evil god:
“Li Qingyun…you can’t escape…this is my body, and it is also your destination…”

The voice was cold and hoarse, carrying an indescribable sense of oppression.

Suddenly, more runes oozed out of the temple walls like blood, like countless alien reptiles climbing on them, making people feel dark and terrified.

Li Qingyun knew very well that this was the deepest call of “silence”.

It was the source of chaos that preceded the birth of all gods and had been sealed in the palace for countless years. Now that it saw that the host body could no longer conceal its cracks, it took the opportunity to occupy it.

As long as he is allowed to make one more stunning move with the sword, the seal will be completely destroyed – at that moment, “Ji” can return to the universe and stand high above all gods.

“dream!”

He roared inwardly, drew his sword and slashed in vain, trying to make the illusion go away.

However, the dark tentacles on both sides of the hallway immediately wrapped around the blade, bringing a slippery and cold feeling, making it impossible for him to break free.

Although the blade flashed, most of its power was absorbed by the invisible distortion, and when it struck the brick and stone ground, only slight sparks were produced.

The whisper of “Silence” still echoes above:

“No matter how sharp the sword is, it is difficult to break my palace… Since you are forced by the outer gods, why hesitate? Release my power, and you will be able to defeat the enemy.”

Li Qingyun sank his right shoulder hard, forcing back the sticky black tentacles, then took a few steps back, staring vigilantly into the dark depths of the hallway.

There, there seemed to be a huge shadow sitting, blurry, but with a human-like outline, and like a pool of wriggling chaos.

The shadow stretched out countless black lines like a tide, trying to fill the entire palace.

Li Qingyun knew that if he continued, his body and soul would find it even more difficult to resist.

He struggled fiercely in his heart: the outer gods were outside, and the palace was inside. If the power deep in the palace could kill the leader of the outer gods in an instant, then it would be occupied by “silence”.

If they resist stubbornly, the army of foreign gods will wreak havoc and the people will suffer.

Every time the blade flashed, the corridors of the palace collapsed more rapidly, giving “Silence” more opportunities to take advantage.

Reality and illusion are equally unsolvable and suffocating.

In the illusion, the shadow suddenly condensed into half of a strange human face, covered with cracks, like a statue that was broken into pieces and then put back together.

The voice came closer:
“Li Qingyun… The Three Realms are in turmoil, and you, as a guardian, are unable to do your best. If you open the seal and embrace my divinity, destroying the Outer Gods will be a piece of cake… Why do you go against the will of heaven and suffer so much?”

Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and endured the pain:
“You and the Outer Gods are the source of chaos. How can I be manipulated by you? Even if I die, I will not let go.”

He wanted to draw his sword and strike again, but his arms were so numb that he could hardly lift them.

The walls on all four sides collapsed with a loud bang, bricks and stones were shattered and flew everywhere, turning into floating dust and black mud. The corridor of the palace looked like a drowned ruin, and he had difficulty moving in it.

The shadow grew larger, and the grim smile echoed:
“Okay, I’ll wait. Sooner or later you’ll have to beg me.”

Li Qingyun knew that he could not hold on for much longer, so he had to force himself to wake up to avoid sinking into the illusion.

Then he let out a long roar, turned the last bit of his will into light, and forcefully forced back the surrounding tentacles.

After a dizzying moment, the palace collapsed and he gasped as he struggled to break free from the center of his sea of ​​consciousness. When he opened his eyes, he had returned to the military tent.

He was sweating profusely, and his body was alternating between hot and cold, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

Someone outside the tent called out, “Marshal Mu, has the master woken up?!”

He wanted to answer, but found his throat was hoarse and could only cough lightly.

Mu Guiying heard the voice through the curtain and hurried in. Seeing that his face was as pale as gold paper, she did not dare to say much and just handed him a bowl of water.

Li Qingyun took the cup of water, but realized that his hands were still shaking slightly, and he felt even more frightened.

If I fall into an illusion next time, will I be able to come back?
The deep call from this palace was getting stronger and stronger, which meant that his seal was on the verge of collapse. It also meant that the outer gods were pressing forward and he was forcing him to launch more killing sword moves.

With the interaction between the two, within a few days, “silence” will break out of the cocoon.

He collected his thoughts for a moment and whispered to Mu Guiying:
“Is everything… all right in the camp?”

Mu Guiying knew he was referring to the attack of the alien gods, so she shook her head:

“There is no unusual movement for the time being, but the powerful men from Yuxu Palace are becoming more aggressive in the towns ahead. We can either continue to move closer or sit back and watch more lives suffer.”

Li Qingyun smiled bitterly and thought: This is exactly the conspiracy of Yuxu Palace and the outer gods. They are well aware of their bottlenecks and use sacrifices and destruction of time and space to lure him to draw his sword again and again.

Just one misstep and the seal would be torn apart.

But if he doesn’t kill with his sword, who can stop the bloody torrent?
He placed the cup on the table and said in a hoarse voice:

“Send the order, march again at dawn tomorrow to find out where the final main formation of those guys from Yuxu Palace is.”

Seeing how strong he was, Mu Guiying couldn’t help but feel sad:
“Qingyun, why do you want to drag yourself to death? Fairy He’s group is also fighting in the north. If you retreat for a while and stabilize the seal, there may be a chance of a turnaround.”

Li Qingyun shook his head:
“Time is running out. If I don’t destroy Yuxu Palace first, the leader of the Outer Gods will take advantage of the situation to expand. By then, let alone seal it, my human race will die long ago.”

Mu Guiying said nothing when she heard this.

She knew this truth, but seeing him living a life worse than death, still carrying the scabbard on his back, she couldn’t help feeling sad.

At night, Li Qingyun fell into a nightmare filled with gray fog again. One moment, he saw thousands of people crying in the ghost gate, and the next moment, he saw the Lord of the Underworld and the Taoist gods of the Yuxu Palace chatting and laughing happily, wanting to cut his body into pieces and make them into evil artifacts; the next moment, he was back in the palace corridor, and the shadows were so swollen and cracked that even the roof of the palace collapsed, as if to completely take away his soul.

On the palace walls, countless faces showed distorted expressions, shouting hoarsely at him:

“Let us out…let us out…”

But Li Qingyun had no idea who they were. He only felt that those faces might be wronged souls, or that the memory of his own countless murders had tangled into a nightmare.

He was terrified, but he swung the knife with all his might, only to find that the blade was as blunt as a stick and could not cut through the slightest bit of darkness.

The sound of “Silence” echoed again, like a cold sigh in the rolling thunder:
“What are you insisting on? The palace is me. Why should we separate you and me?”

He wanted to answer miserably, but he felt his lips were wrapped and he couldn’t make a sound.

The tentacles all around crawled over the neck like water snakes, making it difficult to breathe.

The entire palace seemed to be about to collapse completely, burying him in the dark night.

Just when he was about to lose control, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a wooden fish being struck at the edge of the abyss, as if someone was calling his name. The tone was soft, as if it was the call of Mu Guiying or a friendly comrade-in-arms.

With this little bit of life left, he struggled hard, turned the sword intent into light spots, cut off those crazy vine-like tentacles, pushed open the temple wall, and forcefully jumped out of the illusion.

When he opened his eyes again, he found Mu Guiying putting her hand on his shoulder and speaking anxiously:

“Qingyun, you are trapped in the devil again.”

It was dawn outside the tent. Li Qingyun stared at her for a long while before smiling bitterly:
“Nothing, let’s continue marching.”

After saying this, he was sweating all over, but he wanted to get up and inspect. Mu Guiying wanted to persuade him, but he could only sigh:
“I won’t be at peace until I break the formation of Yuxu Palace.”

The army broke camp and set out again.

Li Qingyun was tormented internally, but he forced himself to remain calm and give orders.

Soon after, another intelligence was received: Yuxu Palace set up a “Five Tribulations Array” outside Chuzhou, specifically colluding with external divine forces to erode the laws of time and space. Once completed, the spiritual world and the divine world may be connected here in one fell swoop, and all barriers to the human world will be lost.

This time, not only will living beings be eaten by foreign gods, but even gods and Buddhas will not be able to escape unscathed.

Li Qingyun was silent for a moment, and a sharp look appeared in his dark eyes:
“Then go to Chuzhou quickly and destroy their conspiracy.”

What does it matter if the seal is destroyed? He will not give up even if it means death.

The army rushed for two days, killing small groups of monster guards one after another, and finally approached the outer city of Chuzhou.

From a distance, the city wall was eerily dark, with countless twisted symbols crawling across the towers like centipedes, and the air was filled with blood and the smell of rot.

In the dark sky, purple mist rolled, sealing the entire city in a strange shadow.

When Mu Guiying looked out from the hillside, she almost gasped:

“How terrifying… It looks like the place has been devoured by the Outer Gods!”

Li Qingyun suppressed the pain in his chest and let out a breath of foul air:
“It’s here.” After saying that, he deployed the legion on the outer ring and personally went to investigate the city with a sword in hand.

As expected, Master Huanglong had already set up a huge magic circle in the center of the city. The wind was howling, and a faint harmony of the cries of wronged souls and the whispers of foreign gods could be heard.

The large-scale distortion may have been almost completed. If they were just a step late, the barrier between the three realms would be broken.

The soldiers looked at the evil fog that covered the sky and were all frightened, but they still held some hope because of Li Qingyun’s existence.

But at this moment, he felt a sharp pain in the palace inside his body. The gray fog once again obscured half of his vision, causing his head to buzz.

He forced himself to swallow the blood in his throat and turned to face the general:
“I will charge into the formation and force the gods of Yuxu Palace to show up. Everyone, hold your ground!”

His expression was as determined as if he was going to die. Everyone was in awe.

When the drum sounded, he rushed to the blockade outside Chuzhou City alone.

A tide of monsters and Taoist formations rose up immediately, turbid flames and screams rose up, and the city gates were cracked into several pieces, like a ghost city.

Li Qingyun came forward with a knife, the knife light shattered the evil power barrier, and he fought his way into the streets.

But the seal was also tearing at his internal organs, making every move he made feel like severing his soul.

Suddenly, a chilling laugh was heard in midair. Guangchengzi, Yunzhongzi and several other Yuxu Palace warriors stood on the ruins of the city wall, staring at Li Qingyun and saying:
“You’re here for good. I don’t have to leave the city to look for you again. Since your seal is about to break, now is the moment of your demise.”

Several sub-gods spoke wildly and waved their sleeves slightly. Dark purple lightning rolled down, interweaving with the power of foreign gods, causing the ground to crack and turn into a sea of ​​fire.

Li Qingyun tried his best to hold on to the momentum of the sword, slashing wildly at the invisible lightning stream, but he almost lost his hand due to the pain of the seal.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and barely suppressed the injury, then he was able to keep his footing briefly.

When Yun Zhongzi saw this, he let out a strange and piercing laugh:

“Li Qingyun, the Outer Gods have already conquered the world. Do you still want to resist in your last moments? Once we have completed the formation, the entire Three Realms will be under our control.”

Li Qingyun’s eyes were burning with anger, but he also felt sweat on his back and no longer had the energy to argue with him.

He just wanted to make a quick decision, but in the gray fog, Silence was grinning and mocking him:

“Go on, let me see how you hold on…”

He became furious and summoned the sword’s energy once again, but the pain doubled, and the piercing burning sensation almost made him lose his voice.

He knew that he was almost at his limit. As long as the knife released its ultimate move again, the seal might explode in an instant.

At the same time, Mu Guiying led her troops through the ruins and was about to think of a way to destroy the magic circle. Guangchengzi shouted coldly and used the method of “One Qi Transformed into Three Purities”. Several clones emerged from his body and together with the monster group, they blocked Mu Guiying and others.

The remaining souls of the people in the city seemed to be wailing miserably in the wilderness, restrained by the blood mist and unable to escape. They were all innocent souls who had been tragically sacrificed before.

Li Qingyun felt even more heartbroken when he saw this scene.

He gritted his teeth, raised his knife, stared at the gods of Yuxu Palace and said, “You bastards, today I want you to pay for your blood debt with blood!”

Yun Zhongzi did not answer, but sneered and activated the dark purple lightning and fire, transforming into a gluttonous beast and crashing into Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun’s sword flashed again and he slashed forward. The lightning and fire exploded into sparks, but the seal on his chest was also twisted more and more severely.

With a “puff” sound, he vomited blood again, but he persevered and used the force of the sword to eliminate the power of thunder and fire. Both sides retreated several steps almost at the same time.

Yun Zhongzi, with the help of external divine energy, was able to withstand the force of the sword and remain calm, but Li Qingyun was pale and gray mist kept overflowing from his forehead. He could not control himself for a moment and almost covered his face and roared.

Mu Guiying almost shed tears when she saw this scene: No matter how strong Li Qingyun is, he is alone after all. How can he still hold on after being devoured by the seal?

On the other side, the Nan Ji Immortal of Yuxu Palace smiled strangely and waved his hand. Several black talisman chains fell down, forming a small dark formation to lock Li Qingyun, trying to trap him in a small space.

Li Qingyun was not surprised but angry when he saw this, and immediately urged the sword to split the chain, but the seal almost broke out, causing the sword light to pause for a moment, and Manjusri Guangfa Tianzun seized the opportunity to cast several strange talismans, which blew up Li Qingyun’s chest armor, leaving bloodstains everywhere. He groaned hoarsely and almost retreated several feet.

Fortunately, the knife was in hand and never fell to the ground.

Seeing black blood dripping from his mouth and gray mist dancing on his skin, Guang Chengzi grinned excitedly:

“Yes, yes! That’s right. Your seal can no longer suppress it, right? Let the ancient god of chaos appear! Let us see who is the true king of the three realms? Hahaha…”

Li Qingyun’s eyes were bloodshot, he said nothing, only pointed the tip of his knife at the opponent, his momentum surged like a strong wind, but it also cracked the seal even bigger.

In the hallway, the almost ecstatic whispers of “Silence” urged him to fall again and again.

His cheeks twitched in pain, but he still gritted his teeth and refused to allow the gray fog to completely take over his body.

While the surrounding warriors were fighting off the monsters, they saw from afar that Li Qingyun was in a strange state. They were filled with shock and confusion, as if they were watching a top god entangled with the devil and engaged in the most vicious fight.

The sky and earth were filled with blood and thunder, the shadow of the foreign gods shrouded the city, darkness and sword light intertwined, like a picture of the end of the world.

Li Qingyun stood in the center of the chaotic storm, his body seemed to be about to split apart, and his soul was struggling in the dark corridor.

But he had no time to think about it. Seeing that the gods of Yuxu Palace were about to use more dark formations to arrest his soldiers, he had no choice but to swing his sword again – pain tore through his mind, he shouted in a muffled voice, but could not stop.

Because if we stop, we will be completely destroyed.

At that moment, he realized that he was stepping deeper into the palace. In the illusion, the hall collapsed, the steps broke, and gray fog surged in like a torrent.

The sound of “silence” became more and more deafening:
“Look, you have reached your limit. How can you resist my call? The Outer Gods are just clowns. Once you join forces with me, I can crush them to death. How satisfying!”

He gritted his teeth and resisted, but the more he struggled, the deeper he fell.

Sword lights burst out continuously in reality, and he was injured by the seal and bled profusely. He looked like a candle in the wind, which could be extinguished at any moment.

Outside, Zhenren Huanglong and the sorcerer of Yuxu Palace were chanting spells, preparing to block Li Qingyun’s last retreat.

But at the most critical moment, faint shouting and killing were heard outside the camp, and it seemed that reinforcements had suddenly arrived, slightly restraining the subordinates of Master Huanglong.

Mu Guiying took the opportunity to lead her men to attack together and dismantle several barriers.

Li Qingyun felt the pressure around him loosen, but his body almost lost its balance. He couldn’t catch his breath and coughed up black blood again, despair appearing in his eyes.

The sealing rope was pulled to the extreme, and the call of “Silence” roared like a huge wave, surging in his sea of ​​consciousness.

——Come, merge with me and completely break free from the shackles of the human world…

With this dark tide in his mind, Li Qingyun almost fell to his knees.

He bit his tongue hard, and a drop of blood flowed out along with the trembling of the knife handle – this was the last tug of his will.

If he obeys “Silence”, he may be able to kill all the gods in Yuxu Palace in an instant, but he will no longer have a self and become a more terrifying monster that wreaks havoc on the world.

If I continue to resist, I may not be able to strike a single blow. The stalemate continued, and there was a roar in my ears.

In this quiet, terrifying and mysterious suffocation, he barely raised his eyes and saw that behind the ruins of the city, several immortal gods from the Yuxu Palace were watching with a sneer, and they were expecting him to unleash his sword power again like cats playing with mice.

The outer divine light pattern covered the sky, and blood and thunder fog were everywhere, which was the sign of doomsday before the three realms were shattered.

On earth, human armies were littered with dead and wounded, and civilians were imprisoned on sacrificial vessels in secret places – if there was no divine power to stop it, this disaster would surely spread across the world.

Li Qingyun let out a deep groan from his chest, one hand tightly gripping the hilt of the knife while the other hand’s fingernails were pinching his palm hard.

The call from deep within the palace grew louder and louder, like the roar of bells and drums, almost dispelling all his thoughts:

“Come on – untie your bonds, merge with me, and you will be able to dominate life and death, and slay all the Outer Gods. Isn’t that a pleasure?”

He resisted desperately, blood oozing from the corners of his lips and his teeth chattering.

The whole person felt like he was standing on the edge of a knife, with a bottomless abyss in front and behind.

Mu Guiying, who was standing beside him, saw that his expression was distorted and half of his body seemed to be covered with a layer of strange gray lines. She screamed again:
“Qingyun, hold on—” But he could no longer hear the shouts from the outside world. Only the sealed storm was sweeping across his soul.

The sound of the top of the palace collapsing continued in my consciousness, and “Silence” roared everywhere, declaring that it was the ultimate king.

The air became increasingly stagnant, as if a scene from a movie was frozen at the moment when Li Qingyun landed on one knee.

Did he give in?
Will I fall into silence in the next moment?
Or can it struggle stubbornly and erupt again?
Everyone held their breath, and the monsters on the battlefield also stopped for a moment, as if in awe of the decisive battle between this peerless swordsman and the sleeping devil within his body.

In this uncertain moment, he was immersed in the gray fog palace, entangled by cold tentacles, and gradually lost consciousness from his feet to his neck.

However, just as the tentacles were about to swallow his last breath, he seemed to see again the trusting eyes of countless people in his memory, saw old friends such as Mu Guiying and He Xiangu fighting side by side with him time and time again, and saw the bloody scene of the foreign gods constantly killing him.

A rage and compassion that shook the heavens and earth rose from his chest, causing him to roar unyieldingly in the hallway:

“Don’t even think about making me your puppet!”

Suddenly, there was a loud bang. He used up the last bit of his willpower and pushed all the tentacles of Chaos back half a foot, barely able to keep his foothold.

In the gray fog, “silence” is like a sigh:

“Hey, let’s see how long you can hold out?”

The cracks in the palace continued to widen, but they could not close for the time being. He won by a narrow margin, allowing the confrontation to continue.

In reality, although half of his body was stained with black blood, his eyes still flashed with unyielding sword flames.

He looked up to the sky and shouted, his voice hoarse but sharp:
“Stop being so arrogant, clown!”

As he said this, he raised his sword again and swung it towards the gods in Yuxu Palace.

Although the sword light was no longer as strong as before, it still forced Guangchengzi and others to dodge slightly.

Mu Guiying and the other generals saw that he had not completely lost control, so they quickly reorganized their formation and launched a counterattack.

The flames of war suddenly reignited on the battlefield, bringing a moment of hope back to the desperate situation.

The night wind howled, rolling up Li Qingyun’s black cloak into a sad arc.

The call from deep within the palace continues.

He knew that this lucky escape was only a temporary reprieve; the seal had already run out of steam and would not hold out much longer.

As long as the external war continues, he has to continue burning himself and fighting for his life in the sea of ​​blood.

Whether it is tomorrow morning or the next knife, when it reaches the end, it will be the moment when “Silence” breaks the seal, and it will also be the critical point where all destinies collide.

In the besieged suburb of Chuzhou, he charged forward with his sword raised, gnashing his teeth in pain as he continued to approach the gods of Yuxu Palace.

Every whisper in the palace made him dizzy; but he did not hesitate and raised the knife again and again.

The soldiers around him were either killed or wounded in battle, but they still took him as their banner and no one was willing to retreat.

The deadly battle was thick and blood and fire dimmed the sky, making it completely blurry, as if one was in a bottomless abyss.

The seal and the outer gods attacked him from both inside and outside, forcing him into danger again and again while he could barely catch his breath.

The gray hall seemed to have cracked all its walls, with only the last main beam missing. Then, “Ji” could laugh wildly and overlook everything.

But Li Qingyun, on his own, fought to the death, refusing to let the palace collapse prematurely.

He only hoped that before the collapse came, he could first destroy the blood formation set up by Yuxu Palace and win a little life for the human world.

So when the fishy wind came again, he resolutely used the broken sword to block the attack of the foreign god. Even though he vomited blood continuously, he refused to retreat even a single step.

The screams from all directions merged into a tragic song from hell. Many soldiers shouted, “Sir, retreat quickly!”, but they saw him standing still like a mountain, with his sword emitting a flame-like glow.

It is that light that gives a glimmer of hope amidst despair.

But behind the light, the gray fog was also stirring wildly, and was only a hair’s breadth away from completely breaking the seal.

Dark purple clouds rolled in the sky, and thunder and lightning were looming; the whole world seemed to be predicted to be doomed.

Guang Chengzi and others were grinning in the distance. Several Bone Demon generals surrounded and protected the emperor. They seemed to be in no hurry to attack, just waiting for Li Qingyun to finally kneel down.

In the woods, the foreign gods let out strange and long cries, like evil beasts watching a show. They howled, but were full of pleasure.

They could smell that the seal was about to break, and once Li Qingyun lost control, no one would be able to stop the outer gods from ascending to the three realms.

This night was destined to be sleepless. The deep call from the palace had forced Li Qingyun’s every breath to turn into a knife cutting his throat.

He was guarding the remaining formation in the sword light, but his body and soul were collapsing inch by inch, and the corridor was crumbling.

At this moment, the wind and blood are no longer gentle, only murderous intent and sneer fill the sky and earth.

No one knows whether the sun will rise again. If “Ji” breaks out of the cage tomorrow, I am afraid that he will wield his sword and stain the world…

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(End of this chapter)