I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 265 Ancient Fierce Formation
The next morning, Li Qingyun bid farewell to He Xiangu and others, left Daming Prefecture, Hebei alone, and embarked on the long journey to Mount Li.

When leaving, he looked calm, but he couldn't hide the solemnity and seriousness between his brows.

He Xiangu looked at his receding back, wanting to say something but stopping herself, and finally said softly:
"Little brother, be careful!"

Li Qingyun nodded slightly but did not turn back. His gray robe fluttered in the wind and he disappeared over the wall of Daming Prefecture in an instant.

It was because most of the powerful people in the world were scattered around to defend the place at this moment that he chose to go to Mount Li alone.

If the evil god is really about to descend upon the world, these masters on the Tiangang list who stay in the city may be able to prevent the disaster for all living beings.

In contrast, he can be more flexible when traveling alone, without having to worry about the safety of others.

Before leaving, Li Qingyun circulated all his true energy in the quiet room of the palace and transformed himself into three demigod-level clones to protect the Song Dynasty.

With his current level of cultivation, these three clones have already transcended the mortal world and can travel to any corner of the human world in an instant. As long as they discover any unusual signs, they can provide help immediately.

Li Qingyun knew very well that the journey to Mount Li would be dangerous and unpredictable. In order to prevent the real evil god from breaking out, he left behind a clone who might be able to resist for the mortal world for a while and buy precious opportunity.

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Mount Li is majestic, shrouded in clouds and mist. From afar, it looks like thousands of dragons and tigers perched on the vast mountain ridge.

As the morning light gradually rises, mist swirls in the mountains, like a dancer draped in a veil, full of mystery and temptation.

The mountain path is lined with towering ancient trees and is deep and unfathomable. From time to time, birds flap their wings and fly through the mist, making long and clear calls. The sound echoes in the valley, as if it has come from ancient times across thousands of years, which is awe-inspiring.

He stepped onto the stone steps. The steps were mottled and covered with traces of carvings where they had been worn out by time, as if telling the story of the past when ancestors, whether heroes or ordinary people, had traveled here.

Li Qingyun took steady steps forward. The ancient moss on the soles of his boots was slightly slippery, and the scent of pine and earth wafted in his face.

What is surprising is that this freshness is mixed with an indescribable fishy sweetness, which makes people inexplicably feel palpitating.

Suddenly, the mountain wind howled, Li Qingyun's long sleeves fluttered, and his eyes were as sharp as torches.

As soon as he raised his hand, he saw four golden lights flying out from between his eyebrows, circling in the air and turning into four golden tablets.

The entire golden tablet was as bright as colored glaze, and was engraved with the images of ancient ferocious beasts: Taotie, Taowu, Qiongqi, and Hundun. Each of them had a ferocious appearance and sharp horns, as if they were about to break out of the tablet.

The ancient seal characters engraved on the surface of the golden tablet were like swimming dragons and snakes, containing mysterious and profound powers. It was obvious at first glance that it was something extraordinary.

Li Qingyun whispered to himself:
"This evil aura is getting stronger and stronger. It seems that something has happened in Mount Li. Why is the semi-god power of the Mother of Mount Li also trapped? Is there some more terrifying existence sealed here?"

When he reached halfway up the mountain, the fog became thicker and thicker. It was so quiet that even the chirping of insects in the forest disappeared. It seemed as if he was the only one left in the world.

The stone steps under your feet extend into the darkness, as if leading you to an unknown time and space.

Li Qingyun felt more and more oppressed as he walked, and vaguely sensed that something was watching him from the dark, but every time he looked carefully, it seemed as if there was nothing there.

Soon, he entered a deep valley.

The valley was thick with shadows of trees and ancient vines intertwined and tangled, almost blocking out the sun.

It felt like an evil wind was blowing past my ears, chilling me to the bone.

Li Qingyun paused, his expression suddenly became solemn, and purple air suddenly filled his eyes, like a burning divine fire.

He raised his palm like a knife and slashed in the air. A fiery knife energy whizzed out, like a dense net, instantly cutting the surrounding space into pieces.

With a loud "crash", the surrounding scenery began to break and peel off like shattered porcelain, revealing the true appearance of the valley: right in front of them stood an ancient and broken stone altar.

The stone altar was tightly entwined by countless strange vines. The flowers on the vines were stained blood red in the darkness and emitted a sickening sweet and fishy smell.

From a distance, these flowers look like hungry eyes, greedily staring at every intruder.

Li Qingyun stroked his sleeves gently and placed the four golden tablets carefully in the center of the stone altar.

Then, he formed seals with his hands and continuously injected the true energy in his body into the golden tablet.

The golden tablet was originally golden in color, but at this moment it suddenly emitted a radiance like the scorching sun, illuminating the entire valley as if it were daytime.

Then, the stone altar shook violently, and the vines around it woke up one after another, as if they had heard some exciting call, and they broke out of the ground one after another, wrapping around Li Qingyun layer by layer.

The vines glowed dark red, like greedy poisonous snakes hunting at night, carrying an eerie aura.

Li Qingyun's eyes flashed, and the purple-gold long sword came out of its sheath with a clang, emitting a cold light.

He raised his sword and swung it down, the sword energy was as fast as lightning striking the air, and the vines broke and fell one after another.

However, the broken vines began to grow again with vigor and ferocity, and they pounced towards him one by one, making eerie sounds as they swung, like the whip of hell.

Seeing this, Li Qingyun frowned slightly and his mind raced.

Suddenly, the long sword was swung like a wheel, and the sword energy turned into a dazzling sword formation, which broke and broke the surrounding vines.

At this moment, murderous intent and sword light intertwined, and the sound of the explosion was like thunder, echoing in the valley, shaking the rocks continuously.

The golden tablet on the stone altar emitted a low humming sound at this moment, as if an ancient giant beast had awakened from its slumber, and the heaven and earth seemed to have fallen into a brief silence.

Immediately afterwards, a black-gold beam of light shot up into the sky, breaking through the clouds and mist, sweeping away the turbid fog in the mountains.

In the light column, the shadows of four ancient beasts seemed to be looming - Taotie, Taowu, Qiongqi and Hun Dun. They bared their teeth and claws, roared like thunder, and the sound was rolling, as if coming from the abyss of the primeval world, which was terrifying.

In this strange and murderous environment, a deep voice suddenly boomed in the depths of Li Qingyun's mind, striking his soul directly without passing through his eardrums:
"Your Excellency has trespassed into this place, coveting the secrets of heaven. Can you bear the weight of this cause and effect?"

Li Qingyun held the purple-gold long sword in one hand, the tip of the sword slightly raised, his voice was cold but calm:
"Cause and effect are set, destiny cannot be violated. I, Li Qingyun, came here only to uncover the truth, and have no other intentions."

In the deep valley, an invisible voice seemed to be mocking, like a faint sneer:

"In this case, please accept my test and see how you can break this formation!"

Before he finished his words, four phantoms of ferocious beasts suddenly transformed into four fierce air currents and surrounded Li Qingyun.

The airflow of Taotie is a ball of pitch-black fog, rolling in darkness, as if it will swallow everything at any time; the airflow of Taowu turns into a field of bones, with bone spikes like arrows and sharp blades interlaced, unstoppable; the airflow of Qiongqi is a column of blazing fire, with flames rising into the sky, burning everything; and the airflow of chaos is even more bizarre, almost distorting time and space, causing the surrounding mountains, rocks, forests and clouds to twist and deform, as if falling into a demonic realm.

Li Qingyun took a deep breath, his eyes were slightly cold, but they were filled with unwavering will to fight.

His body suddenly bounced out, and the sword light was like flying stars and flowing fire, weaving back and forth between the four air currents.

He saw the sword light colliding with the black fog, and the fog suddenly dispersed and gathered, and it seemed like a living thing attacking back; the rain of bone arrows was shattered by his sword, but quickly condensed in the air, covered with bone spurs, like the flower of death blooming again; the raging flames rolled like a dragon, one wave after another, trapping him in a sea of ​​fire; and what gave him a headache was the spatial disorder caused by the chaotic airflow, which made the ground under his feet sometimes far and sometimes near, sometimes split like a mirror, and sometimes collapsed like a whirlpool. If he made a mistake, he would be doomed.

"What a fierce formation!"

Li Qingyun breathed slightly in the light of the knife, and cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

After he became a god, he thought that his cultivation had reached the pinnacle, but he did not expect that there were still such terrifying demigod battle formations in the human world. He was secretly amazed and felt even more solemn.

If he hadn't been protected by the various magical skills derived from the mysterious palace, he would have been torn to pieces by the endless airflow. "We can't fight head-on like this anymore..."

Li Qingyun immediately gathered his mind. His sword force suddenly changed from the previous sweeping attack to a clever way of breaking through the force. The sword light became erratic and agile, like rippling water, turning every attack into a trivial one.

He used the aftermath of the sword energy to make it difficult for the black fog to gather, the rain of bone arrows to condense, and the flames to be flicked away by soft force. As for the disorder of the chaotic space, he also skillfully avoided it with smooth steps, trying to keep his mind clear and not be confused by the distorted illusion.

For a moment, he was seen as a dragon, with sword lights shining brightly all over the sky. Although he was trapped by the evil spirits of the four beasts, he was still able to move freely.

The explosion in the valley shook all around, and the collision of the sword light and the air flow produced a large amount of burning sparks, like a falling meteor, flying in all directions with amazing destructive power.

If someone was watching from afar at the entrance of the valley at this time, what they would probably see was a scene of gods and demons fighting each other, and reality and illusion overlapping, which was like a combination of fairyland and Shura field.

Suddenly, Li Qingyun's eyes focused and he keenly caught a flaw.

He swung his sword violently, and the sword energy split into several fine rays of light, piercing through the Taotie black fog from different directions.

The black fog surged and swayed, as if it had been severely damaged, and made a crackling sound. At the same time, the rain of bones suddenly stopped for a moment, as if there was an invisible connection between it and the black fog, and it was shocked by the sharp sword force and could not continue for a while.

"Sure enough, the four of them are interconnected. Breaking one of them will shake the whole situation."

Li Qingyun's mind brightened, and he became more determined to "break the source of the formation first".

Taking advantage of the sluggish airflow of the Taotie black fog and the Taowu white bones, he suddenly rose up, took several steps in the air, leaped into the air, and with a loud shout, pushed his true energy to the extreme.

The blade of the purple-gold sword shone brightly, emitting a faint divine glow.

Seeing the Qiongqi flame and the chaotic space force attacking fiercely from both sides, he did not dodge. Instead, he condensed the true energy in his body into the blade and chopped it down with one move. It was like the Milky Way hanging upside down. In an instant, the blade burst into thousands of lights and shadows, shining the sky with a bright white.

"boom--"

As the knife fell, the Qiongqi flame was cut off almost at the waist, and the fierce flame scattered; the chaotic airflow was also forcibly cut apart by the knife force, and the distortion of space paused for a moment in this lightning moment.

Li Qingyun seized the opportunity, stepped quickly on the stone altar, used the force to launch another attack, and slapped the center of the rain of bone arrows with his backhand. The power of his palm exploded, and a divine fire swept across, instantly burning large pieces of bone spurs into white powder, which fell to the ground.

However, in the blink of an eye, the four originally aggressive and ferocious air currents had weakened, and the phantom seemed to be struggling in pain.

Seeing that the situation was urgent, Li Qingyun concentrated his mind and wanted to completely subdue this ancient evil formation.

Unexpectedly, the black fog of Taotie suddenly churned on the ground, and a ferocious giant mouth was looming, as if it was going to swallow him; the white bones of Taowu also rose up again, and the bone spikes pointed directly at Li Qingyun's back; the flames of Qiongqi made a comeback, and the heat wave rolled, burning the area around the stone altar with a thrilling red glow; and the chaotic aura became darker and darker, as if to turn the entire space into a whirlpool, dragging him into the bottomless abyss.

"Surrender without a fight? Absolutely not!"

Li Qingyun let out a low shout, and the power of the true immortal godhood surged around his body. He suddenly raised his long sword high, connecting his mind with the golden tablet in the center of the stone altar.

The golden tablet flashed with golden light, and the four ferocious beast totems roared at the same time. The black and gold light column in the air suddenly expanded again, like a spear from the sky piercing through the heaven and earth.

Taking advantage of this gap, Li Qingyun swung his sword wildly, spinning and charging forward like a meteor, forcing the four evil air currents away from the center of the stone altar.

"Yin and Yang are in order, all things return to one, the only thing to do is to destroy their source!"

The sonorous and powerful sound echoed in the valley like a magnificent war drum.

Li Qingyun withdrew quickly and retreated several feet. After stabilizing his true energy, he jumped up again. He held the knife with both hands, infused his whole body with spiritual power, and chopped down from top to bottom with a "world-shattering" knife strike. There was a loud "boom" sound, and the four air currents were shaken by the knife's intent, exploding into light and fire all over the sky.

The black fog, white bones, flames, and distorted space all collapsed into invisible residues at this moment, turning into streams of flying ashes that floated into the air.

The hustle and bustle of the valley dissipated along with the dangerous trial. At this moment, only the breeze blowing through the rocks and fallen leaves, bringing a vague and desolate chill.

Li Qingyun still stood in the center of the stone altar, his sleeves slightly lifted. Although his face was slightly pale, his eyes were as bright as stars, revealing determination and sharpness.

He lowered his eyes to look below the stone altar, and saw that the four golden tablets closed again with a buzzing sound, like an ancient mechanism coming together. The light gradually faded and slowly sank into the center of the stone altar.

At this moment, the void in front of him suddenly rippled, and a dark blue passage appeared quietly in the air, like a shadow of an alien world cast on the water surface.

The edge of the passage was constantly rippled like water waves, as if some force was blocking the world from the unknown.
It was shrouded in a faint blue light, as if countless stars were quietly turning in the darkness, or as if there was some kind of bottomless mouth, quietly waiting for the intruder.

"Is this the true face of the secret realm of Mount Li..."

Li Qingyun whispered to himself, his voice filled with deep vigilance and a hint of indescribable expectation.

In that dark blue passage, faint whispers could be heard occasionally, as if ancient gods were whispering in the chaos, making people feel a sudden chill in their hearts, as if an invisible giant claw was gently caressing their souls, making them numb and unbearable.

Li Qingyun couldn't help but take a deep breath, close his eyes slightly, and put the chaotic thoughts behind his mind.

He slowly tightened his grip on the purple-gold sword in his hand, exerted a little force on his fingertips, and a stream of true energy containing divine power flowed through his body.

The injuries in his body have not yet healed, but a feeling of "who else but me" arises in his heart.

"Since I have chosen to embark on this path, I will never retreat."

He took a step forward, and the stone altar beneath his feet trembled slightly. As he approached, the dark blue passage became brighter, and the surrounding light waves were radiant, reflecting the flowing galaxy on his clothes.

There seemed to be a violent fluctuation of breath deep in the passage, vaguely affecting the vitality of heaven and earth, and accompanied by low murmurs, the sounds echoed in Li Qingyun's ears.

The voice became clearer and clearer, yet also made people feel uneasy. It sounded like a lament, a mockery, and also a call.

A chill crawled through his bones like a poisonous snake, causing a slight chill on his back.

But Li Qingyun just frowned, his eyes as sharp as torches.

He held his sword in front of him and leapt into the strange blue.

In an instant, the light was diffuse, and the surrounding scenery instantly turned into distorted light and shadow, as if thousands of stars were spinning in front of his eyes. The sky and the earth seemed to collapse together, and seemed to be wrapped in the vast galaxy.

The next moment, a strange pulling force like a whirlpool suddenly sucked him into the depths, and the whole person disappeared in an instant.

A light breeze blew by, and the stone altar was empty, leaving only shallow footprints and faint bloodstains, indicating the thrilling battle just now.

Time froze in an instant, and the valley fell into deathly silence again.

The broken branches and leaves of the vines lay on the ground, swaying slightly in the wind, as if they were recalling the divine power and murderous intent just a moment ago.

The sky gradually dimmed and everything was eerily quiet, as if no one had ever been here, and there had never been any confrontation or exploration.

Only the faint cold wind whistled down from the mountain top, bringing with it unspeakable mystery and desolation.

If someone passes by at this time, they may only wonder in their heart: Why has this desolate place been called "Lishan" since ancient times? What kind of fate and secrets are buried there?

But before the answer was revealed, all the wind, clouds and sword lights seemed to have been swallowed up by this invisible blue vortex.

——Li Qingyun stepped into the other end of the distorted light and shadow, stepped into the unknown abyss, and also stepped into the depths of fate.

(End of this chapter)