NOVEL NEXT Chapter 322: Crisis
But now that Tian Shengwu has agreed to retreat from the marriage, Song Qingyan no longer troubled the other party and said, "I hope you remember your words today. If in the future you do not fulfill your promise, I will personally kill you."
After speaking, Song Qingyan turned around and prepared to leave.
At this moment, Lu Hong spoke up, "Miss Song, please wait!"
Upon hearing this, Song Qingyan turned her head to look at Lu Hong. She had a certain fondness for someone who could contend with her skills and immediately asked, "Do you have something else to say?"
"Is this the Blood Red God Stone?" Lu Hong asked, showing the stone in his hand.
Song Qingyan glanced at the stone in Lu Hong's hand and nodded, "This is the Blood Red God Stone."
Having received a positive response, Lu Hong continued, "Then I wonder if Miss Song could resolve some more of my doubts."
Song Qingyan's junior behind her couldn't help but interject, "Where do you get so much nonsense to say? Sister Qingyan still has important matters to attend to. How can she waste time with you here in idle chatter?"
Hearing this rebuke, Lu Hong pursed his lips and cupped his hands towards Song Qingyan, "If that's the case, then I apologize for the disturbance."
Song Qingyan smiled slightly, "It's okay, a few more minutes won't hurt. I assume what you want to ask is information about the White Killing Mystical Realm?"
Lu Hong nodded. Although Yang Suxin had previously introduced the origin of this mystical realm, the useful information obtained was truly scant.
Therefore, Lu Hong set his sights on Song Qingyan. As a top-level disciple of a force that stands at the pinnacle of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds, the information she held was undoubtedly much more detailed.
"This White Killing Mystical Realm was the core battleground of the Ancient War, the battleground of the Primordial gods. Countless Heavenly Gods fell here, their divine souls shattered. Yet, due to the abundant fallen Heavenly Gods, some of whom were immensely powerful, the fractured divine soul powers affected the area, setting it apart from the Nine Domains, forming a small mystical realm of its own.
And those fragmented Heavenly Gods' souls turned into desolate soul bodies, wandering the White Killing Mystical Realm with a wisp of memory from their lifetime. The Blood Red God Stone is the crystallization of their memories, and the best way to defeat these gray soul bodies is to take the god stone from their foreheads."
After hearing Song Qingyan's account, Lu Hong nodded. Removing the god stone and defeating the gray silhouettes are both ways to obtain the god stone, but the difficulty greatly differs.
The power of those shattered Heavenly Gods' souls, while having dropped to Third Transition level, retained some habits of their combat experience and methods from when alive, making them very difficult to deal with. Moreover, figuring out how to take the god stone from their foreheads was far from a simple task compared to forcefully killing soul bodies.
During the battle Lu Hong just had with the gray silhouette, he had several opportunities to seize the opponent's god stone from its forehead, but he didn't pay attention at that time.
Next time he encounters these soul bodies, perhaps Lu Hong can handle it more easily.
Song Qingyan then continued, "Most soul bodies within the White Killing Mystical Realm are not strong, but some retain a great deal of Heavenly Gods' memories. These soul bodies, although suppressed in this mystical realm to only manifest Third Transition level strength, their real destructive power is no less than Mortal Realm Celestial. In any case, be extremely careful when walking within this White Killing Mystical Realm, sometimes, the attack from behind may not come from a soul body but from your adversary."
Saying this, a series of distant thunderous rumbles sounded from far across the sky, and Song Qingyan frowned slightly, "I still have matters to attend to, I'll take my leave first."
With those words, without waiting for Lu Hong to respond, she, along with her two juniors, turned into vibrant green streaks, disappearing into the sky.
Staring at her retreating figure, Tian Shengwu spoke, "What can make someone as talented as Song Qingyan care must not be ordinary. Star Lord, would you consider joining the commotion?"
Upon hearing this, Lu Hong gave Tian Shengwu a look, "Don't you know I'm currently exhausted? My vital energy is nearly depleted, how would I have the qualifications to join the excitement? Also, confronting talents like Song Qingyan, those who compete alongside her are no less than her, we, are unfit."
"Indeed!" Tian Shengwu also sighed, indeed the disparity is more than just a little: "So what shall we do now…"
"I need to restore my vital energy; perhaps you and Yang Suxin could leave first, find the god stones, as Song Qingyan mentioned, as long as you seize the god stone from the soul body's forehead, you can defeat it. As long as you two coordinate well, one can bind the soul body while the other seizes the god stone, it shouldn't be a problem."
Upon hearing this, Tian Shengwu nodded, "Then Star Lord, please be extremely careful."
Lu Hong waved his hand, "No problem."
Tian Shengwu was never one to hesitate. He had great trust in Lu Hong's capabilities, and so took Yang Suxin along as they left.
Seeing the two depart, Lu Hong also sat cross-legged on the ground and began meditation to restore his vital energy.
White Killing Mystical Realm, being a fall point of gods, was no longer as simple as mere Spiritual Energy within.
Under the influence of countless Divine Powers, these Spiritual Energies contained a large amount of mixed Divine Powers.
And this Divine Power possessed substantial destructive force as well.
The average person, upon absorbing even a bit of this Spiritual Energy, would harm their meridians due to the mixed Divine Power within. But not Lu Hong, he had a special skill—Blood Reversion.
A special skill that could assimilate all force. Although the conversion efficiency of those mixed Divine Powers wasn't high, it could still be absorbed.
Thus, after a day and night, Lu Hong recovered most of his vital energy before setting off again, heading in the direction Song Qingyan disappeared.
Lu Hong as well felt curious about something that intrigued a talent like Song Qingyan. While he didn't intend to participate in it, there was no harm in spectating the excitement, was there?
After approximately ten hours of travel, Lu Hong sensed the turbulent Fire Element power in the sky.
The surging of Magic Power was raging not far away. It seemed Lu Hong was about to encounter a large-scale battle.
Therefore, Lu Hong slowed his pace, carefully drawing closer to the battlefield.
Before long, he saw numerous powerful figures from the Flame World who had entered the White Killing Mystical Realm alongside him, along with three men suppressing Song Qingyan from three directions.
At this moment, Song Qingyan appeared rather battered, and the two juniors who followed her were long shriveled into charred corpses.
Under the combined might of the Flame World's powerhouses, the blazing flame resembled a massive cauldron, trapping Song Qingyan within.
In the midst of struggling, Song Qingyan was pushed back again.
Weary and with her hands powerless at her sides, Song Qingyan glared hatefully at the three suppressors from all sides, "Are you betraying the Palace of Darkness?!"
"Young Hall Master, such words shouldn't be spoken carelessly!" A man spoke first, smiling, "Under the old Hall Master's lead, the Palace of Darkness has gone astray, we are merely setting things right for the Palace. How is that betrayal?"
"You have the audacity!" Song Qingyan shouted, "Is Master someone you people can slander?!"
Upon hearing Song Qingyan's reprimand, another man with a scar on his face quipped sarcastically, "You can't even save yourself, yet you still concern yourself with defending that old fool?"
"Scarface, do you wish to die?" Seeing her master insulted, Song Qingyan was furious beyond measure, immediately unleashing her Magic Power, transforming it into a colossal battering ram, charging fiercely at the scarred man.
Seeing Song Qingyan launch an attack, a flicker of panic appeared in Scarface's eyes.
Yet the next second, the cauldron trapping Song Qingyan erupted with scorching Divine Fire under the control of the Flame World's powerhouses, incinerating Song Qingyan's skill without causing any substantial harm.
Fire restrains wood, clearly these scoundrels had ingeniously arranged the elemental counteraction.
With her skill broken, Song Qingyi emitted a muffled groan, a trickle of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
This kind of skill backlash, she had endured not less than a thousand times. Regardless of how strong her physique was, she would inevitably reach a breaking point.
So it seemed she was truly destined to perish within this White Killing Mystical Realm, was she not?
White Killing Mystical Realm, bizarre and mysterious, had exceedingly strong suppressive power. Even the deities of the Heavenly God and the Divine Lord of All Heavens and Myriads of Worlds couldn't descend upon it, let alone discern the happenings here. She, Song Qingyi, this unparalleled talent, was she really fated to be doomed to burial in this cemetery of gods?
Song Qingyan glanced around, determined to remember the faces of those who sought her demise one by one. She vowed that should she survive, she would repay them a thousandfold, ten thousandfold.
Suddenly, Song Qingyan's expression shifted as she spotted Lu Hong in the distance.