I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 237 The Ninth Realm of Hunyuan Daluo Jinxian!

Deep in the starry sky, the aura of nothingness and chaos permeates everywhere.

There is no concept of time here, nor definition of space, only an indescribable strange force flowing, like a silent whisper, or the murmur of resentment condensed for ten thousand years.

Li Qingyun stood alone in the broken void, his whole body shrouded in a layer of light golden light, which was the embodiment of the interweaving of the power of faith and the power of rules.

Above his head, the Hongmeng purple-gold long sword slowly rotated, and the blade emitted a terrifying cold light, conveying an unparalleled pressure that penetrated the heavens and the earth.

The crisis is gathering in front of him.

Several huge figures emerged from the cracks in the void, each of them exuding an extremely strange aura.

Another powerful "Old Immortal"!
Ever since stepping into the starry sky, the concept of time has gradually become blurred. Maybe a month has passed, maybe decades or hundreds of years have passed. Li Qingyun is too lazy to calculate how many times he has encountered the "Old Immortals" blocking his way.

In countless battles, he obtained more and more power of rules and power of faith, his divine nature and immortal body became more and more integrated, and his strength had grown to an immeasurable and terrifying level.

But as he continued to go deeper into the starry sky, the enemies he encountered became stronger and stronger.

Right now, a crisis is gathering in front of him.

Li Qingyun could feel that these beings were far superior to the opponents he had defeated before.

Their breath is cold and twisted, and every breath can corrode the soul and deprive existence itself.

"Outer Immortal..."

One of the Old Immortals sent out a vague thought, and the void fluctuated like thousands of insects crawling, making people's scalps numb, "Your breath has been tainted with the scent of rules, but this is not your destination.

"Sacrifice your godhood and flesh and blood, and return your soul here. You can still leave behind a 'pure' soul."

Li Qingyun sneered, remained silent and did not answer.

He simply raised his hand, and the purple-gold sword energy surged around him like a tide, cutting through the darkness around him.

His eyes were as cold as a knife, and he was fearless in facing a desperate situation.

But in front of him, those strange and powerful figures seemed unusually silent, brewing a storm that could destroy everything.

The first Old Immortal stepped out slowly. His nearly humanoid body seemed to be composed of countless insects, each of which made a faint whine. As he walked, these insects continued to collapse and annihilate, and then regrouped to form his illusory "ethereal state".

Every step he took brought with it an indescribable feeling of nausea and despair, as if thousands of parasitic curses were clinging to the souls of the creatures around him.

"Outer Immortal..."

“He” spoke calmly, with a myriad of overlapping tones in his voice. Those voices seemed familiar, but he could not tell where they came from. “The smell of the Godhead… is truly disgusting.”

Li Qingyun frowned slightly. The aura emitted by the powerful immortal in front of him made him feel unprecedented oppression.

Different from the previous "Old Immortal", this immortal's "ethereal state" appears extremely agile between disintegration and rebirth, as if it is an eternal thing born from chaos.

Those densely packed insects are not only His body, but also His will.

Li Qingyun knew that this state of constant self-destruction and reorganization made it almost impossible to be completely destroyed.

The purple-gold sword slowly rotated above Li Qingyun's head. On the blade, the power of rules and the power of faith intertwined, turning into sharp sword auras that slowly spread out.

The next moment, Li Qingyun took the initiative, and the Hongmeng purple-gold long sword turned into a dazzling golden light. The sword energy was like a river in the sky rolling back, sweeping towards the insect fairy shadow.

However, the sword energy instantly penetrated the opponent's body, but the seemingly terrifying slash had no effect.

Countless insects shattered and annihilated in the sword energy, and then reassembled in the void, recovering as if they had never been injured.

"…In the ethereal state, I am an infinite form, and your attacks are meaningless."

The voice of the old immortal came from behind Li Qingyun, crossing space and time and approaching his soul directly.

Li Qingyun turned around suddenly and saw that countless insects had regrouped behind him, transforming into a huge face, roaring and pouncing towards him!

"Rule: Immortal Slash!"

Li Qingyun swept his long sword suddenly, and a sword energy condensed by the power of rules broke through the air and directly cut through the phantom transformed by the insect.

This is one of the moves in a set of swordsmanship that he deduced by leveraging the power in the mysterious palace with the help of his high-level godhood. It is based on the powerful force of rules and can be used to kill immortals and gods.

The power of rules contained in the sword energy severely suppressed the rebirth ability of the Old Immortal on the opposite side. Countless insects turned into ashes at this moment. However, just when his form seemed to be about to collapse, the second "Old Immortal" took action...

Countless distorted human faces emerged from the void. Those faces were filled with resentment, wailing, and madness. Their open mouths seemed to be cursing silently, emitting an indescribable force of resentment.

These faces surged in like a tide, dyeing the entire void blood red.

"Outer Immortal, can your power of rules withstand the shouts of ten thousand souls?"

A cold voice echoed in the chaos, and the faces of those people opened their mouths wide and spit out indescribable black waves.

Each ripple cut through space like a knife and swept towards Li Qingyun.

Li Qingyun stepped on the void and swung his long sword violently. The purple-gold sword energy turned into a dazzling barrier, blocking the ripples in front of him.

However, at this moment, another Old Immortal suddenly appeared behind him.

The immortal's ethereal state was composed of countless projections of himself, which split into hundreds or thousands of figures in an instant, and each clone possessed powerful combat power.

Their voices seemed to come from all directions, surrounding Li Qingyun in layers of echoes.

"Waixian, can you tell my real existence?"

There was mockery in his tone, and hundreds of figures raised their hands at the same time. Countless dark purple arcs of light lit up in the void. That was their unique "power of replication" that could infinitely stack their attacks.

"Rule Arc Destruction!"

Li Qingyun shouted coldly, grasped the purple-gold sword with both hands, and slashed out a sword light that crossed the starry sky.

The sword light mixed with the power of rules tore the clone of the Old Immortal into countless pieces.

However, just a moment later, the fragments gathered again into more clones, becoming even more powerful.

Li Qingyun's face darkened slightly, he clenched his teeth, his eyes burning with angry fighting spirit.

As the sword energy swept across, his figure flashed and he rushed directly into the core area of ​​the Insect Ancient Immortal.

Wherever his sword energy passed, countless insects turned into nothingness, as if they had never existed.

But there were so many insects that there seemed to be no end.

They kept collapsing and regenerating, and even developed some strange adaptability under the erosion of the sword energy, becoming increasingly difficult to kill.

Just as he forced back the insect-like Old Immortal with one sword, the Old Immortal's clone behind him suddenly launched an offensive.

The overwhelming distorted human faces and countless immortal clones stretched out their tentacles, condensing into countless dark purple arcs of light, shooting towards where Li Qingyun was!

"The order of judgment!"

The magical power reappeared, and the purple-gold long sword was swung violently, and several blade auras of the power of rules swept out like a huge wave. This was the power of rules driven by the "Order of Judgment". Once it touched the target, it could block the causal existence of the opponent, confining the opponent's actions within the law of causality, and turning him into a "being judged".

The power of rules and the power of faith merged perfectly at this moment, and the blade emitted a light brighter than the stars.

"Boom——"

A golden beam of light shot up from Li Qingyun's body and pierced through the starry sky.

The darkness of the abyss was instantly dispelled, and the surrounding void cracked in the light, revealing an endless sea of ​​stars.

His aura suddenly surged, and an otherworldly pressure spread across the battlefield.

Immediately afterwards, Li Qingyun let out a low shout, and the sword light turned into a golden torrent that penetrated the sky and earth, rushing straight towards the two old immortals.

Wherever the knife light passed, the ethereal form of the insect immortal completely collapsed, and the resentful face turned into ashes.

Countless projections of the clone of the Old Immortal were also annihilated at the same time by this blow. The real body was pierced by the sword energy and kept roaring in despair.

"This is... a power that transcends the rules..."

The Insect Immortal made an unbelievable sound.

"The ruler of the rules! This is impossible!"

Countless clones of the Ancient Immortal roared at the same time, but were immediately swallowed by the light.

The void returns to silence.

[Kill the dream god and gain 15 yuan of 'power of rules'...]

[Kill the dream god and gain 17 yuan of 'power of rules'...]

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Li Qingyun felt the continuous accumulation of the power of rules in his body, but he did not feel any joy. Instead, he stood with his sword across his body, feeling somewhat worried.

Every time when he used the "Order of Judgment" and transformed himself into the Way of Heaven, he would feel that a certain origin of this dream world was undergoing miraculous changes.

Although the powerful force from the mysterious palace continued to help him kill the "Old Immortals" and improve his strength, it also unknowingly changed the dream of this "Fallen Immortal".

Whether this change is good or bad is not known for the time being, but Li Qingyun always has a bad feeling that if it continues like this, something big will probably happen.

However, the "Old Immortals" in the starry sky are becoming more and more powerful, and it is difficult to fight them with his own strength alone. Even though he knows that frequent use of magical powers will bring disaster, he has to drink poison to quench his thirst.

Just as he was lost in thought, there was a sudden flickering and vibration in the void, and a dark golden divine head was floating quietly, emitting a strange and solemn light, like a brilliant and dangerous star.

Its existence is incompatible with the rules of the entire dream world. It seems to be above everything, yet it is impossible to look directly at it.

Countless runes could be vaguely seen emerging in the light, like the imprint of the birth of the universe, or the remains after the destruction of all things.

Li Qingyun stood suspended in the void, his eyes shining like torches, revealing an unshakable determination.

He could feel that the divine nature contained an immense power, an energy fluctuation that he had never seen before, as if the origin of the entire dream was submitting to it.

"Is this... the second godhead?"

Li Qingyun murmured softly, his voice revealing restrained excitement.

He raised his hand, and his divine consciousness slowly enveloped the divine nature.

In an instant, his body shook and a soul-tearing pain suddenly hit him.

Every inch of his flesh and blood, every wisp of his soul, was washed by the energy emanating from the godhead, as if countless tiny blades were constantly cutting his body inside and out.

"what--!"

Li Qingyun groaned, cold sweat running down his forehead.

The power contained in that divine nature was so immense that even his immortal body at this moment could hardly bear it.

There were faint traces of golden light beneath his skin, and his meridians felt like burning magma.

What was even more terrifying was that a violent tremor came from deep within his soul, as if countless whispers were screaming, questioning whether he was worthy of this power.

"town!"

Li Qingyun gritted his teeth and summoned the mysterious palace.

The eternal gray fog suppressed the surging frenzy.

He concentrated all his will on the godhead, allowing it to merge into his body bit by bit.

As the divine nature was integrated, those original runes began to transform into streams of light and flowed into his body.

His bones, muscles, and flesh were reshaped by the power of rules, becoming extremely tough, and every inch of his muscle exuded a pressure that was overwhelming.

His soul seemed to be tempered by a blazing flame. Countless memories and knowledge poured into his mind. Those memories belonged to the past in dreams, to the regrets of fallen immortals, and to the gods who had fallen in this starry sky.

"This is... an indescribable power..."

Li Qingyun felt that his consciousness was becoming deeper and deeper. He could sense the operating rules of the dream world, the will of the fallen immortal hidden deep inside, and the resentment of countless old immortals.

The power of rules re-condensed in his body.

His Hongmeng purple-gold sword was re-forged by divine power, and complex runes appeared on the blade, each rune exuding an aura that suppressed all things.

This is not just a long sword, but a magical weapon that carries the power of rules.

At the same time, his physical body was completely transcended under the reshaping of the divine nature.

A golden and purple glow appeared in his eyes, and a flickering symbol appeared between his eyebrows, symbolizing the authority to control dreams.

His aura surged, even surpassing the realm of ordinary rule gods and reaching an indescribable realm.

In the void, the invisible whispers gradually subsided and the starry sky returned to silence.

Li Qingyun slowly opened his eyes. There was no longer any worldly emotion in those eyes, only calmness and majesty, as if all the living beings in the world were just ants that he looked down upon.

At this moment, he is no longer limited to the cognition of mortals.

Every inch of his skin radiated a golden glow, and the power of rules around his body turned into rune-like light marks, like the embodiment of the laws of heaven and earth.

His soul became more and more condensed, and wherever his spiritual awareness spread, every corner of the dream world was under his control.

"So... this is what it feels like to be a true God."

Although it was just a dream, he truly felt the power of the ninth realm!
The end of the path to immortality——Huanyuan Daluo Jinxian!
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(End of this chapter)