I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 241 Complete the inheritance mission and receive rewards
Just as Li Qingyun finished speaking, a bright light suddenly exploded from the chaos and nothingness.

The light was both blazing and cold, more like it came from an unknown dimension beyond time and space. It was without the slightest warmth, yet enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

It cut through the endless darkness, completely suppressing the roar and whisper of the krait.

The ground beneath Li Qingyun's feet suddenly cracked open, and thick gray fog surged out, spreading in all directions like a raging sea.

The fog was deep and unfathomable, as if it connected to countless unknown abysses, trapping the huge body of the krait outside.

The krait struggled and roared, the runes on its scales flashing wildly, but it could no longer break through the gray fog that enveloped everything.

"Boom——!"

Along with thunderous vibrations, a mysterious palace slowly emerged from the gray fog.

The palace towers into the clouds, as if it can penetrate the entire heaven and earth, majestic and untouchable.

Countless obscure runes are engraved on the black gold palace walls. These runes move and flicker like living things, sometimes emitting a faint glow and sometimes returning to darkness.

Each rune seemed to contain some ancient rules, which made people dizzy at a glance and even feel that their consciousness was being eroded.

Inside the palace, endless gray fog surrounded like a tide, penetrating every corner, but the central area was blocked by an invisible barrier.

Inside the barrier, there was a cold silence, and in that silence, stood a majestic throne.

The throne was made entirely of some unknown metal, emitting a faint blue light in the darkness, and contained secrets that had existed for billions of years.

The armrests of the throne were carved with complex patterns. The patterns were deep and mysterious, and seemed to be whispering some eternal rules.

Li Qingyun slowly walked towards the throne.

Every step he took seemed to be stepping on his own destiny, with a solemn sense of ritual.

The moment he sat on the throne, the feeling of oppression instantly dissipated.

He felt that all the fatigue and pain in his body were immediately wiped away by some invisible force, and replaced by an incomparably deep calm.

His gaze became deeper and deeper, penetrating through layers of gray fog and seeing the foundation of heaven and earth.

At this moment, an indescribable connection was established between his consciousness and the palace.

He could feel that he was now in control of this space. The rolling gray fog, the flashing runes, and even the humming of the krait could no longer threaten him.

At the foot of the throne, the gray fog gradually dissipated, slowly revealing a huge portal.

The gate was as majestic as a mountain, out of reach, and engraved with countless obscure and ancient symbols.

These symbols are both mysterious and Taoist, yet carry a certain weirdness that does not belong to the human world.

They are like truths brought from a distant shore, and each symbol feels strange yet familiar.

A deep light shone through the crack in the portal; that light was cold and distant, as if it was connected to a world that did not belong to reality.

"Agent Li Qingyun has completed the first test."

"The agent obtained the orthodox inheritance of Taoism and became a Yang God!"

A solemn voice sounded, and every word was like the sound of a huge bell, shaking the entire palace.

"The agent has investigated the secrets passed down from generation to generation in the Tianshi Mansion of Longhu Mountain, and explored the dream of the fallen immortal to dig out its root."

As the voice echoed, Li Qingyun's body was enveloped by a warm yet cold light.

He closed his eyes and felt the light slowly flow into his body.

It didn't seem like a rough infusion, but more like some kind of profound enlightenment, which made him feel like he had entered an ultimate epiphany.

In an instant, Li Qingyun's spiritual awareness became sharper and he could clearly sense every fluctuation in the gray fog.

The long sword in his hand trembled slightly in the light, and the blade flashed an even more dazzling purple-gold light, as if some new power was gestating in the edge.

The spiritual power in his body surged endlessly. That power did not increase directly, but it brought about an essential transformation.

He has a deeper understanding of the rules of heaven and earth, and a clearer control over chaos and order.

The voice paused, and then announced in a low voice:
"Grant the reward—"

Li Qingyun stood in front of the throne. The light of the palace and the gray mist intertwined, covering his thin but resolute figure.

Just as the solemn declaration was made, the gray mist beneath his feet began to swirl, forming a huge vortex, as if the power of the entire palace was focused on it.

The mist was like a living thing, carrying with it an unfathomable power, and slowly approached Li Qingyun.

"Purify the Godhead—"

The cold and ruthless voice echoed in the space, carrying an irresistible majesty.

The gray fog surged like a tide and instantly penetrated Li Qingyun's body.

His body shook violently, as if thousands of needles pierced into his soul, bringing endless pain.

Li Qingyun almost fell to his knees, but his clenched teeth and tightly grasped knife handle kept him standing.

He could feel that the gray fog was penetrating into his meridians and sea of ​​consciousness, like the tentacles of the abyss, pulling out some shadows that had settled deep in his soul inch by inch.

What followed was an indescribable feeling of being torn apart.

Deep in his consciousness, the remnants of the fallen immortal's will roared unwillingly like a wild beast. That was the erosion in the dream and the mark left by the power of the ring snake.

Under the purification of the gray mist, the black air was forcibly stripped away and turned into countless tiny black threads, which were dragged out of his body bit by bit.

"what--"

Li Qingyun let out a low roar, and cold sweat poured down his forehead.

The black energy twisted and struggled unwillingly, trying hard to stay in his body, but it had nowhere to escape under the suppression of the gray fog, and finally turned into ash-like dust and dissipated in the air.

After a moment, the gray mist was withdrawn from his body, and merged into the ground with the last wisp of dark breath, leaving no trace behind.

His originally depressed soul seemed to be cleansed at this moment, becoming lighter and clearer than ever before.

Instead, there was a power as clear as glass, which slowly rose from the depths of his inner elixir and spread to every part of his limbs.

It was pure divine power, freed from the taint of the fallen immortal, transformed into the most essential essence of power, embedded in the depths of his soul.

His eyes slowly opened, the turbidity in those eyes had long since faded away, replaced by a cold and deep light. Through the heavy fog, he saw the most essential rules between heaven and earth.

"The will of the fallen immortal... has been eliminated."

His voice was low, but it carried a kind of thorough relief.

The gray fog gradually dissipated, and he stood there, blade in hand, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.

He knew that he was no longer the ordinary man he used to be.

What the mysterious palace gave him was not just an increase in strength, but a complete transformation - his body, soul, and will all transcended the shackles of the past and took the first step towards a higher existence.

Just as Li Qingyun was feeling the changes in his body, the light deep in the palace became stronger again, and the ancient gate in front of him, as tall as a mountain, slowly opened.

"The agent has completed the first test, and the second floor of the Temple of Annihilation is now open!"

A grand voice was heard, and Li Qingyun stepped down from the throne of God and walked into the door. He was instantly shocked by the scene in front of him.

Behind the door, a magnificent scene that could not be described in words appeared before his eyes. It was a more mysterious and grand space that gathered the essence of the entire heaven and earth.

Walking in, Li Qingyun couldn't help but hold his breath.

The world here is completely different from the palace. The entire space is vast and boundless. The ground is paved with some kind of jade that emits a soft glow. When you step on it, you can even feel the slight pulsation of spiritual power. The dome is unreachable, engraved with star-like rune patterns. Those runes are slowly flowing, reflecting the secrets deep in the universe.

The first thing that comes into view is the rows of towering bookshelves.

These bookshelves are made of some kind of metal with a faint blue sheen, and are densely packed with countless ancient books, scrolls, and jade slips.

Every ancient book exudes a faint aura, which is like an invisible barrier that protects the knowledge, as if waiting for the true inheritor.

On the plaque next to the bookshelf, there was a line of large characters engraved: "The Temple holds the scriptures, all things return to their origin."

Li Qingyun walked closer and gently ran his fingers over the edge of the bookshelf, feeling the ancient atmosphere flowing through it.

An indescribable shock welled up in his heart - these volumes might have been buried by history long ago, or even might record Taoist methods and secret arts that had never been heard of in the world.

Behind the bookshelf is a palace shining with golden light.

A huge alchemy furnace was suspended in the center of the hall. It was dark gold in color and engraved with complicated runes and formations all around. The runes appeared and disappeared from time to time, flowing like a living thing.

Countless ancient jade slips and elixir recipes are placed around the alchemy furnace.

These pill recipes are sealed in crystal clear jade boxes. Each jade box is engraved with tiny ancient characters. The characters emit a soft glow, and people can smell a strong medicinal fragrance at a glance.

"Xuantian Detoxification Pill, Qi Condensation Pill, Realm Breakthrough Pill..."

Li Qingyun whispered the names of several of the pill recipes. Each name was so well-known that it shocked his heart.

It turned out that all of these recipes were secret medicines from the upper realm that were said to have been lost long ago, and many of them were hard to even find records of.

Deeper in the abyss, Li Qingyun vaguely saw several jade boxes engraved with such bizarre names as "Tribulation Pill" and "Eternal Life Pill", which shocked him even more.

On the stone platform next to the pill recipe, there were various refined elixirs and magic pills.

These elixirs are crystal clear, just like stars in the night sky. Some emit a strong medicinal fragrance, while others are restrained in their brilliance, as if they contain some kind of majestic life force.

A fiery red pill slowly floated in the air with faint flames lingering around it, while another emerald green pill actually emitted a faint sound like the humming of a spirit beast.

There are six ancient seal characters engraved on the plaque next to the stone platform:

"Human immortals use their lives, and heavenly medicines are like gods."

The entire hall is like a mysterious medicine garden, all-encompassing yet well-organized.

Li Qingyun took a deep breath, and endless awe rose in his heart.

He felt that everything here concealed immeasurable power, enough to change the fate of a practitioner, but at the same time there was also a hidden rule shrouding it - only those recognized by the palace could truly touch them.

Li Qingyun stepped towards a pill recipe, but found that as soon as his finger approached, the jade box emitted a soft light, blocking him out.

At the same time, the solemn voice sounded again:
"You cannot use this item unless you reach the demigod level."

The voice was cold and ruthless, yet it carried an irresistible divine power.

Li Qingyun's eyes condensed slightly, and then he withdrew his hand.

He understood that although everything here was within reach, without sufficient strength, he would not be able to turn them into his own power.

"Demi god……"

Li Qingyun murmured in a low voice with a complicated look in his eyes.

Then he turned and left, his steps were steady but with a sense of confidence.

The collection of books, elixirs and secrets behind him seemed to have turned into a silent mountain, lying across his heart.

Only by climbing to the top can he touch the truth above the peak.

The second floor of this palace is the space prepared for his future.

……

Just as the huge body of the krait let out an unwilling roar, the gray fog in the mysterious palace suddenly surged up and turned into a barrier like a huge wave, trapping it in the void.

The gray mist seemed to carry the will of the entire world, and every wisp exuded a cold and eerie breath, like countless tentacles in the abyss, entwined layer by layer on the scales of the krait, devouring his power bit by bit.

The krait struggled frantically, and the runes on its scales began to flash violently, releasing terrifying chaotic light, trying to tear apart the blockade of the gray fog.

However, countless faint points of light suddenly lit up in the depths of the gray fog. Those points of light were like eyes emerging from the chaotic abyss, with an extremely cold gaze.

With the arrival of these countless "eyes", the krait's struggle gradually came to a halt, and for the first time, an unconcealable fear was revealed in its huge vertical pupils.

Xiao Hongyu was also wrapped in the gray fog. Her face was no longer as gentle as before, but was replaced by a twisted and weird one.

Her figure sometimes turned into a blurry black shadow, and sometimes returned to human form, as if she was fighting against some unknown force.

However, the power of the gray fog was endless. It locked her tightly with an invisible suppression, leaving her no room to struggle.

"What kind of power is this...it's so powerful..."

Xiao Hongyu's voice was intermittent in the gray fog, and her eyes revealed deep resentment and resentment.

She gritted her teeth and stared at the direction of the palace, her voice becoming low and cold:
"Li Qingyun, do you think you can suppress me with this palace? Even if it is sealed, my will will leave a mark in your heart. You... will never escape the dream of the krait!"

However, before she could finish her words, the gray fog suddenly shook violently, transforming into chain-like streams of light that pierced deeply into her body.

The stream of light was no ordinary thing. It seemed to carry some mysterious rules from a foreign land, locking not only her body but even her soul so that she could not break free.

Xiao Hongyu's figure twisted violently, as if being torn into pieces. She let out a painful scream, and then was dragged into the depths of the gray fog and disappeared completely.

"hiss--"

The krait's final roar sounded like a desperate whimper, and it came to an abrupt end in the gray fog.

His huge body was gradually covered by gray mist, the runes on his scales went out one by one, his vertical pupils slowly closed, and finally, like an island sinking into the abyss, he was swallowed up by the endless darkness.

The huge body of the krait eventually turned into a blurry shadow and was absorbed by a pitch-black portal deep in the gray fog.

The gate is tall and pitch black without any patterns, but it exudes a soul-stirring sense of oppression.

Countless distorted symbols appeared around it. Those symbols seemed to be the language of some higher-dimensional existence. People would feel dizzy at just one glance.

As the silhouette of the serpent completely sank into the portal, the symbol gradually disappeared, and the portal closed quietly, completely disappearing into the depths of the palace.

During the entire process, there was not a single unnecessary sound, not a single fluctuation, as if this was not a world-shaking suppression, but just an insignificant ceremony.

The gray fog calmed down again, but the pressure from the palace became even more severe.

Li Qingyun, who was sitting on the throne, witnessed all this, his eyes filled with complex shock.

He could not see through the background of this palace, nor could he guess where the ring snake and Xiao Hongyu were suppressed.

It was a force beyond his understanding, cold, overwhelming, yet without any emotion.

Just as Li Qingyun was stunned, the light of the palace flickered again and a solemn voice echoed in his ears.

"Level 5 Agent Li Qingyun——

“The second test begins. This mission has no time limit.

"Please ask your agent to go to the Pure Land of Buddha and investigate the secret of the Buddha's identity..."

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(End of this chapter)