I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 269: Kill the Three Corpses, the Peak of the Seventh Level!
After Li Qingyun led the human warriors to defeat the pig monster tribe, he returned to the tribe again.

The earth, having experienced a baptism of blood and fire, seems unusually peaceful.

The morning light shone on him, and although his black robe was stained with traces of battle, it made his pride even more apparent.

From afar, one could see flickering beacon fires on the stone walls of the village. When the human guards saw that it was Li Qingyun who had returned, they put down their spears, their faces filled with admiration and awe.

"Is that the strong man who destroyed the pig monster clan in Nanshan?"

"I never thought that he would win a great victory. I heard that the Pig Demon Chieftain and the two demigods were completely destroyed by him and the real dragon..."

There was constant whispering among the crowd.

All their doubts and speculations about Li Qingyun over the past few days turned into unspeakable admiration.

The children opened their eyes wide in amazement, as if they were looking at some legendary hero.

The elderly tribesmen also bowed in greeting, their expressions excited and grateful.

In front of the stone temple, the brazier was still burning, reflecting the bronze slabs with an ancient luster.

Hanba stood quietly at the door, his fiery red battle robe fluttering in the wind, his expression holding a rare solemnity and a hint of relief that was hard to conceal.

She raised her eyes slightly and nodded to Li Qingyun. Although her tone was cold, it was filled with a hint of enthusiasm:
"I was surprised that you could solve the problem of the pig demon so quickly."

Li Qingyun smiled slightly, hiding the faint fatigue in his eyes, and spoke calmly as usual:

"It's just a small tribe, it doesn't matter. As a human, it's my duty to help the tribe."

After saying that, he walked into the hall. Hanba signaled his attendants to retreat, leaving only a few trusted guards outside.

The flames in the hall flickered, illuminating two majestic statues - Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor, who looked like ancient gods looking down on the world.

During the most difficult years for the human race, they have been protecting this weak ethnic group, allowing them to survive in the chaotic world.

Hanba flicked his sleeves lightly, turned to face Li Qingyun, and his brows were more solemn:

"Li Qingyun, you were able to crush the pig demon clan, which shows that you are not just famous for nothing. The skills you have demonstrated are beyond even my reach."

Li Qingyun was not proud of this, he just nodded calmly:
"It's just the courage of a common man. It's really not easy for you to lead the entire tribe to survive in this wild land."

Hanba stared at him for a while, then slowly said:

"You said before that you wanted to meet the two great emperors of our human race - Yandi and Huangdi. Now it seems that you are indeed qualified."

There was a hint of vigilance in her tone, but that vigilance was also mixed with hesitation and trust. "However, I must tell you first that the two emperors are planning an unprecedented event, which is extremely dangerous, but it is related to the future survival of our human race. Once successful, it may allow the human race to leap into a prehistoric race, and even... dominate this world."

When she said this, her voice unconsciously lowered, and even her breathing seemed to stagnate slightly.

The flames outside the hall were reflected on her face, making her eyes look like burning flames, revealing unspeakable passion and hidden worries.

Li Qingyun heard this, his expression remained unchanged, and he only asked:

"What's the big deal? What's the danger?"

Hanba said solemnly, "What exactly is this opportunity? Firstly, I know very little about it, and secondly, it is not convenient to say it clearly. But I can tell you that in order to achieve this, the human race must do its best to compete with countless powerful enemies in the prehistoric world for the initiative. If you are not careful, you may never recover.

"Not only external enemies, but also the gods and demons, strange beasts, and even major tribes in the ancient world will try to stop us. After all, if the human race truly rises, it will inevitably impact their status."

She looked at Li Qingyun deeply and said through gritted teeth: "This is not an ordinary battle of swords and weapons, but a matter of destiny and general trend. Once you are deeply involved in it, it will be a life-or-death situation. I don't know if you have the courage to participate."

Li Qingyun put his hands behind his back and let the flames flicker in his eyes.

His eyes were still calm and composed, like the gurgling water, without any ripples. After a long while, he smiled slightly:
"As you can see, I am not afraid of fighting. Since the human race has a great plan ahead, and I have the opportunity to meet with Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, why not give it a try? As long as this matter can really make the human race prosperous, I am willing to lend a helping hand."

Hanba's expression trembled, thinking that this man was calm in the face of adversity and had great cultivation. He had just asked for advice and he had responded nonchalantly.

Even she, who had experienced many hardships and had a strong will, couldn't help but feel that there was some unfathomable power within Li Qingyun. It seemed that the more you wanted to explore, the more you felt that he was like a meteorite standing in the deep night sky, with only the tip of the iceberg always visible.

"it is good."

Hanba took a deep breath, collected his thoughts, and asked:

"Can you tell me how you got this incredible power? And why did you choose to help the human race?"

Li Qingyun did not answer directly, but just smiled faintly:
"I was born in another world, and I practiced cultivation along the way, and accidentally broke into this primitive era. The world is unpredictable, so helping the human race is just a matter of following the trend for me."

His words were calm, but they caused ripples in Hanba's heart.

She finally did not ask any more questions. She looked at Li Qingyun and said softly, "In this case, I will report your intention to the two emperors. I hope that by then, you can keep your promise and move forward side by side with our human race."

Li Qingyun did not comment, but just nodded slightly. The flames around him danced, and the murals in the hall seemed to come alive under the light, as if scenes of ancient beasts, gods and demons could be seen flashing before his eyes.

Amidst the roar and noise, the human race is as small as dust, but the fire is everlasting and it keeps moving forward courageously.

Hanba turned around and glanced at the statues in the hall, his expression suddenly softened:

"Since Pangu created the world for the second time, our human race has suffered many disasters. Thanks to the guidance of Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, we have survived to this day. If this plan can be accomplished, it will not only be a blessing for our race, but also a great change in the world... Li Qingyun, I look forward to witnessing this moment with you."

Li Qingyun nodded slightly, but his mind was full of thoughts.

He recalled the chaos and bloodshed he saw when he first arrived in the wild, and how the weak were like grass and could be devoured at any time.

Perhaps, if the human race wants to rise, it must go through countless bloody storms before it can stand firm in the laws of this dark forest.

No matter what the road ahead holds, since he has decided to take the risk, there is no need to shrink back.

"You can stay here for a while. I will call you to see them after I communicate with the two emperors."

Hanba was silent for a moment, then spoke again, his tone much softer than before, "The conditions here may be simple, but it is the safest hinterland for our human race. If you need anything, just let me know."

Li Qingyun nodded: "Thank you."

Seeing that he did not have much expression and did not say much, Hanba just raised his hand to call the guard outside the door and led Li Qingyun to a more secluded stone chamber to stay temporarily.

As she turned around, she couldn't help but look at him again, with some unpredictable emotions in her eyes: curiosity, deep thought, and a hint of expectation.

She finally suppressed her doubts and thought to herself:

"I hope this demigod can really be of use to our human race."

As the palace door slowly closed, the firelight suddenly dimmed, and the figures of Yan Emperor and Huang Emperor on the stone carvings once again merged into the darkness. Two pairs of ancient eyes were silently watching everything under their feet.

In the ancient times, conspiracies and bloody battles surged like undercurrents, filled with the greed and ruthlessness of alien races.

If the human race really wants to carve out a way to survive in this Shura field, can it be achieved by just relying on courage alone?
Led by the guards, Li Qingyun walked through the winding stone corridor and came to the residence built with thick bluestone.

The dim torchlight reflected on the wall, which was simple but solid. He glanced at it casually and nodded.

The guard saluted cautiously and retreated, leaving the stone chamber empty.

There were not many furnishings in the room, only a stone table and a simple animal skin bed, but it was clean and simple, and it showed that the human race was trying its best to show its courtesy. "Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang..."

Li Qingyun whispered these two names, closed his eyes slightly, and was already thinking in his heart -

If these two gods really possess earth-shaking strategies, perhaps they can really bring about some dramatic changes to the ancient world.

He had no intention of taking credit from anyone else, but since he had already come to this time and space and was involved in such a big event, perhaps this was the best opportunity for him to hone himself and find the truth.

……

In the twilight, Li Qingyun sat alone in silence, with a faint light lingering around him.

Suddenly, his mind moved, and a hazy palace seemed to emerge from the sea of ​​​​empty space, slowly manifesting between heaven and earth.

The palace towered into the clouds, and gray mist swirled around it, sometimes condensing into the shape of ferocious beasts, and sometimes dispersing quickly like a shadow.

In the center, a towering throne slowly rises, with pure black lines winding on it like blood vessels, exuding an ancient and mysterious atmosphere.

Li Qingyun strolled into the hall, his sleeves fluttering as if he was riding the wind and waves.

Without saying much, he lightly jumped and landed on the throne with an indifferent expression, as if he was the supreme being looking down on the world from above the nine heavens.

The hall was suddenly silent, with only the gray fog swirling around, like a malicious nightmare, stirring in the darkness.

"start--"

Li Qingyun let out a low shout, formed a seal with his right hand, and his spiritual thoughts spread in all directions like a tide.

I saw the gray fog under my feet suddenly shaking, as if stimulated by some invisible force, rolling and gushing out, and with a "gurgling" sound, countless crystal clear light balls emerged.

Those light balls had different shapes, some were in the shape of twisted animal heads, and some reflected the hideous appearance of the demigod when he was alive.

These balls of light were the remnants of the demigods he had killed recently. At this moment, they were floating up and down in the gray mist, like ore thrown into a furnace, emitting twisted wailing sounds at all times.

Li Qingyun looked down with a sneer on his face:
"Although this trip to the prehistoric world was strange, it was also a blessing from heaven. If I had stayed in the human world, where would I have found so many demigods?"

He raised his hand and clenched it. Suddenly, a violent suction force appeared in the void, swallowing all the messy and complex divine powers into the depths of the hall.

In an instant, a strong wind blew in the hall, and the gray fog rolled like waves; it seemed that countless resentments, roars, and unwilling cries were crushed by the power of the mysterious palace, and finally turned into the purest source of divinity, like bright starlight, continuously injected into Li Qingyun's body.

He closed his eyes, and there seemed to be thunder roaring in the darkness.

In an instant, the remaining consciousness in the complex divine nature frantically tore at his divine thoughts like a group of poisonous snakes, but was annihilated one by one by his calm will.

Inside the hall, a suffocating pressure suddenly rose up, like the low roar of an ancient abyss awakening.

If there were someone else here, they would have been driven to distraction by the eerie atmosphere.

Li Qingyun took a deep breath and slowly refined all the power of the godhood.

Inside the chest, the true energy flowed endlessly, and the suppressing power of the Buzhou Divine Mountain also grew stronger.

His meridians seemed to be tempered by thunder and fire, and bursts of spiritual light bloomed deep in his blood, arousing unparalleled vitality.

In a trance, he seemed to see himself standing on the galaxy, soaring above the sky, with a purple-gold sword shattering the universe, but then returning to peace in an instant.

After a while, the out-of-control gray air waves in the hall gradually calmed down, leaving only the lingering sound of clanging in the air, like the lingering sound of swords and sabers.

Li Qingyun opened his eyes, a faint golden light flickered in his pupils. There was a hint of confidence between his brows, but also a hint of murderous intent.

The true energy in his body surged like the sea. At this moment, he could clearly feel that his cultivation had risen again and was already approaching the legendary peak of demigod.

However, if you want to go further, you need to embark on the journey to the "eighth realm".

"Destroying the three corpses is the key to my current state."

Li Qingyun murmured to himself, and three shadows slowly emerged from under the throne, as if three demon gods were raising their heads in the gray fog: "Wuxiang", "Hunyuan" and "Taiyi".

Only by killing these three corpses one by one and cleansing the obsessions and impurities, can one transcend one's own limits and enter the eighth realm of "Taiyi Immortal".

His eyes narrowed slightly, and the true energy in his palm condensed into a sharp blade energy. A ray of golden light shone through, mercilessly destroying the two phantoms of "Wuxiang" and "Hunyuan".

The two black shadows collapsed with a loud bang and turned into wisps of gray smoke that dissipated with the wind.

Li Qingyun's body shook slightly, and then the spiritual energy around him rapidly poured into his dantian like a whirlpool.

Every inch of his flesh and blood seemed to be refined, and all kinds of insights descended upon his mind like a sudden enlightenment, making the circulation of his true energy more smooth.

When the violent energy gradually subsided, he exhaled lightly. A streak of cold sweat broke out on his forehead, but he wiped it away in an instant with a wave of his hand.

At this moment, his whole body felt extremely light, yet full of strength; if there were another ancient demigod blocking his way, he would probably only need one sword to defeat them.

"Unfortunately, there is still one last corpse of 'Tai Yi' that I haven't killed yet. My cultivation is not good enough, and if I'm not careful, it will backfire and damage my foundation."

Li Qingyun thought secretly:
"When my chance comes, I will make a concerted effort to kill Taiyi's corpse as well. That will be the time to step into the eighth realm."

Thinking of this, he looked towards the endless gray fog in the hall, as if there were more lurking opponents waiting for him to conquer and slaughter.

He was not frightened, but calm as water. The world was originally a primitive place, where the weak were the prey of the strong. He could kill to this point, stepping over the corpses, so he didn't care about a few more killings.

"There is only one person on this throne."

He sighed lightly, then stood up, his robes fluttering in the wind, like a god from the clouds descending to the world again.

As he took a step forward, the gray fog seemed to be greatly frightened and gave way.

The entire mysterious palace began to slowly retreat and returned to the vast world within his body, lying dormant quietly, waiting for the next call to battle.

When the palace completely disappeared, the surrounding scenery suddenly became clear.

It was still a dark cliff somewhere outside the human tribe, with gusts of night wind and howling pine trees.

He opened his eyes, and there seemed to be an endless sea of ​​stars flowing deep in his pupils. His power did not decrease but increased, yet it was restrained and unpredictable.

If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, who could have imagined that he had just refined many demigod powers in that mysterious palace, beheaded the two corpses of "Wuxiang" and "Hunyuan", and made great progress in his cultivation?

Li Qingyun stood quietly on the edge of the cliff, overlooking the rolling sea of ​​clouds below. A cold moonlight enveloped his slender back.

The night was silent, but he could hear the roar of the ancient world echoing in the darkness, and killing and ambition spreading across every inch of the land.

He knew that if he wanted to go higher, he would face more dangerous challenges - not only those greedy and powerful people in the outside world, but also the temptation and constraints of his own undecapitated corpse.

However, his eyes were calm and he did not show any fear.

The mountains are towering and the night mist is lingering, but Li Qingyun is the only one standing alone on the top of the mountain. He is like a lone lamp burning in the depths of the night, both cold and solemn.

In an instant, the dark silence seemed to have a touch of resolute will, and the turbulent primitive world was about to usher in new waves.

(End of this chapter)