879 The Ominous Star Shatters the Sky (4)

It was like a violent wind.

The sandstorm formed by the power of the Poison Restriction carried an extremely terrifying momentum, containing extremely powerful poison and terrifying anomalous substances. It drowned Xu Qing’s figure and moved past him.

The cultivators who were rushing toward Xu Qing were the first to bear the brunt. Their screams were replaced by the furious roars of the sandstorm.

Under this intense storm of Poison Restriction, their bodies instantly began to rot and most of them died instantly without even being able to scream. The Poison Restriction’s sandstorm continued to move toward the holy city with a shocking momentum.

Wherever it passed, the world would collapse.

The first to collapse was the city wall, followed by the countless buildings inside, and then all the members of the two races here.

Anomalous substances erupted everywhere. At this moment, the entire holy city was enveloped by the sandstorm.

From a distance, this scene appeared like divine retribution!

Xu Qing, who was in the sky, seemed to be a god who was venting his divine might.

The entire city was completely enveloped by the fog of the Poison Restriction. Death was everywhere!

It was difficult for a person’s scream to spread in this fog, but it was different when many were screaming.

Heart-rending wails echoed in all directions.

To the two races, this was a heavenly tribulation.

However, there were many cultivators from the two races. Some of them rushed out of the poison fog and rushed toward Xu Qing even while their bodies were rotting.

Their expressions were sinister and their hearts were filled with anger. In their eyes, Xu Qing was a heinous demon.

And in Xu Qing’s eyes, they were the same.

In an instant, the two sides came into contact.

A cold glint erupted in Xu Qing’s eyes. He lifted his right hand and a dagger appeared. With a step, he got close to someone and ignored the spells the other party used as he rushed over.

He slashed down!

Blood gushed out. When the head landed on the ground, five canopies appeared above Xu Qing, intertwining to form a purple throne.

This was the true appearance of the life lantern formed by Xu Qing’s bloodline.

As soon as the throne appeared, the clouds in the sky moved. The bloodline fluctuation formed a suppressive force, causing the surroundings where Xu Qing was to distort.

Xu Qing’s speed and combat strength were enhanced. Wherever he passed, the cultivators who rushed over would be crushed like paper.

Corpses fell from the sky one after another. As the mournful cries continued to echo in the entire city, Xu Qing’s body transformed into an afterimage and appeared in front of a Heavenly Mask Race cultivator. The dagger in his hand flashed coldly, trying to slit his neck.

However, this cultivator wasn’t ordinary either. He actually didn’t die. He hugged Xu Qing tightly and the other cultivators in the surroundings instantly used this chance to attack.

In this critical moment, the canopies above Xu Qing’s head instantly fell and the shadow of the throne enveloped the surroundings.

Amidst the rumbling, the canopies blurred and transformed into five sharp spikes that rapidly pierced through the surroundings. As screams echoed, the five sharp spikes circled around and formed a throne beside Xu Qing again.

Xu Qing slashed with his dagger, completely cutting the neck of the Heavenly Mask Race cultivator.

However, at this moment, three figures suddenly approached and energy fluctuations of the perfected Nascent Soul realm erupted from their bodies.

Their attacks forced Xu Qing to fall and cough out large mouthfuls of blood. The internal organs in his body were shaking. Fortunately, his body was strong. Although he wasn’t a match for them, he wouldn’t collapse because of this.

Just as the three of them were about to chase after him, Xu Qing’s body swayed and turned translucent, entering the fog that enveloped the holy city.

In such a state, his aura was completely concealed. At some point in time, a mask had appeared on his face.

This blood-red mask allowed Xu Qing’s concealment ability to reach its peak. His entire person seemed to have transformed into a ghost. With a dagger in his hand, he shuttled through the fog like an assassin.

As long as he encountered cultivators from the two races, he wouldn’t hesitate to slit their necks.

If it was inconvenient to slit their necks, he would attack their hearts and other vital points.

During this process, it was inevitable that he would encounter some experts. If he could kill them, he would. If he couldn’t, Xu Qing would leave even while risking injuries.

At the same time, for Nascent Soul cultivators who could be killed, their nascent souls were tonic to Xu Qing.

He would extract them and crush them, absorbing the heavenly mandates inside to replenish his body. He released all his Heavenly Demon Bodies to distract the experts of the two races in this fog, killing everyone he saw.

Corpses continued to fall and rot very quickly. Screams continuously echoed in the fog. The experts of the two races outside the fog were extremely angry and had no choice but to rush into the fog.

There was also a portion that headed straight for the heavenly dao mosasaur and bombarded it, trying to rescue their ancestors.

There were also many who flew into the air and cast spells, wanting to disperse the 50-kilometer Poison Restriction sandstorm. However, with their abilities, they wouldn’t be able to accomplish this in a short period of time.

Xu Qing’s figure represented death. In this fog, he was everywhere, reaping everything.

This was the battlefield he had thought of on the way here and prepared for himself!

Those who were weaker than him would be cruelly killed by him, while he would do his best to avoid those who were stronger and wait for the poison to act up before killing them!

‘If you don’t come, I will kill the mortals.’

In a short period of time, it was impossible for everyone to escape. Moreover, the terror of this poison fog was that the slightest contact with it would leave a mark of death.

In short, everyone here was his target!

In this battlefield that only belonged to him, Xu Qing, who came and went without a trace, was an existence like the grim reaper!

His ruthlessness and how difficult he was to deal with caused the hearts of the cultivators of the two races to tremble violently.

This was Xu Qing’s revenge!

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