I Killed Gods and Demons in Song Dynasty

Chapter 274 The Eighth Realm! Taiyi Immortal!
It was late autumn in the vast wilderness.

Under the gray sky, there are gullies everywhere, ancient trees are withered, and the wind and sand bring a chill.

Ever since the conclusion of the Pantheon Conference, the ancient world seemed to have fallen into a brief silence. However, everyone knows that such silence often means a more turbulent undercurrent.

After receiving the invitation from Emperor Yan and Emperor Huang, Li Qingyun traveled in secret for several days and finally arrived at this desolate and uninhabited place.

He needed a quiet place, on the one hand, to practice in seclusion to break through his own shackles, and on the other hand, to carefully examine the mysteries hidden in the goddess's power from Mount Li.

When it was getting dark, he walked on dead branches and leaves to the bottom of the cliff, and suddenly saw a half-broken monument standing at an angle.

The mottled inscriptions on the stele are difficult to recognize, and only a few words can be vaguely recognized: "Who has traversed the vastness and sought survival towards death?"

Li Qingyun stopped and raised his eyebrows slightly: There seems to be an ancient monk's ruins here. After brushing away the dust on the monument, he saw all kinds of cracks. His heart was inexplicably shuddered, as if he heard the whispers of countless dead souls.

There were flying sand and rocks all around and the wind was howling.

In the distance, the howling of a monster seemed to echo through the valley, harsh and warning.

Li Qingyun held a knife in his hand and looked around vigilantly.

Although he was thin, he had condensed the powerful true energy of the demigod realm, and his footsteps were as steady as a rock.

Within a radius of dozens of miles, all the monsters hiding would instinctively feel fear and crawl on the ground, not daring to show up.

After a moment, he let out a sigh of relief.

The mountains here are deserted and quiet, perfect for retreat and cultivation.

When he thought of the goddess of the Old Mother of Mount Li, doubts suddenly arose in his heart: the aura of the goddess was ancient and heavy, but mixed with a hint of eerie and terrifying smell, like a beast that had been sleeping for countless years, ready to devour people's hearts and souls at the slightest stimulation.

But he vaguely felt that the divine nature contained the thoughts of the human race and resonated with his own blood.

In addition, he has been stuck at the demigod bottleneck, so perhaps he can take this opportunity to take a new step forward.

On the cliff, there is a natural cave with dark cracks that seem to lead to a bottomless abyss.

Li Qingyun used his strength in his feet, leaped several feet into the air, and climbed into the cave entrance.

The rock surface under his feet was uneven, but he walked steadily and entered darkness in an instant.

I could only smell the dampness and pungent fishy smell in the cave, and there were many white bones and mottled runes scattered on the ground.

He vaguely guessed that this should be the residence of an ancient monk or the place where he died in battle.

"Just to my liking."

He muttered to himself quietly and walked in slowly.

As he restrained his breath, the surroundings returned to deathly silence. Only the wind carrying yellow sand wailed at the entrance of the cave, shrieking like a ghost, reflecting the silhouette of the ancient and chaotic world.

The interior of the cave is tortuous and deep, with narrow passages, dark and damp, and strange carvings and symbols carved on the stone walls, as if an unknown sacrifice had been performed here.

A faint light ignited when Li Qingyun raised his hand.

He was good at using a knife, but at this moment he used his fingers to guide spiritual energy to illuminate the cave, making it dimly visible.

After more than ten feet, the depths of the cave gradually became wider.

There seemed to be a naturally sunken hall, with dust and dead leaves in the center, and several broken stone pillars that looked like altar components.

Li Qingyun sat cross-legged in the center with a solemn expression.

He summoned the mysterious palace, and saw a faint halo in the vast gray fog beneath his feet.

That is the carrier of the goddess Lishan Old Mother. It looks like a broken jade talisman with golden light and shadows overlapping on the surface, appearing and disappearing from time to time, unpredictable.

He took a deep breath, stretched out his hand and placed the jade talisman on his chest, slowly circulating the true energy in his body and guiding it to merge into his meridians.

I just felt a sensation of alternating coldness and heat rushing straight into my sea of ​​consciousness.

In an instant, I seemed to hear a woman's low moan, sad but majestic, as if it came from across thousands of years.

The voice seemed to call out: "Four Evils... Golden Tablet... The world is turning around..."

But every word reveals an inexplicable oppression that makes people tremble.

"Who are you anyway?"

Li Qingyun's heart was shaking. The sound was not like the howling of an evil ghost, nor was it a merciful holy voice. It was more like some kind of lingering obsession that entangled his mind.

Thinking about the rumor: The Old Mother of Mount Li is an ancient deity who once sat at the same table with the Emperors Yan and Huang, but most of her later deeds have been lost.

Who would have thought that her divinity would fall into his hands?
That thought did not answer, but a large scene of war suddenly appeared in his mind.

Under the deep red blood sky, the demons roared and the four ferocious beasts took off into the sky: Taotie looked like a Taotie, with its huge mouth devouring the sky; Qiongqi grew wings and was furious; Taowu tore the sky apart with its angry claws; and Hun Dun was like the spirit of Hunyuan, stirring up wind and thunder.

This stunning glimpse made Li Qingyun feel as if his soul was almost shaken.

Soon, the four terrifying figures were seen responding to the four golden tablets in the palace. The golden tablets were engraved with ancient inscriptions and exuded endless murderous intent.

The remaining thoughts of the Old Mother of Mount Li were revealed slightly: the golden tablet of the four evil beasts is related to the ancient seal. If it is opened, the four evil beasts can return to the world, and the prehistoric world will be in great disaster.

And this divine power is the key to opening or sealing the golden tablet.

Either use this divine power to free the four evils, or use this divine power to suppress them completely, but all clues have long been lost.

Li Qingyun was filled with surprise and doubt.

He tried to concentrate and hold his breath, circulating the "Law of Nirvana" in his sea of ​​consciousness, trying to calm the shock to his soul.

The power of annihilation flowed continuously like a cold wind on a snowy night, gathering the turbulent flow in his limbs and bones into a line.

The remaining spirit of the old mother of Mount Li was captured by this force and slightly restrained, merging with his soul vaguely.

At this moment, deep in the sea of ​​his consciousness, he seemed to sense another obscure aura gently twisting: a gray shadow, as if peeping coldly from a deeper place.

The shadow made no sound, only giving people a sense of extremely ancient indifference and darkness.

Li Qingyun was startled and tried his best to use his internal energy to chase after him, but the other party disappeared without a trace like a phantom in the fog.

When he opened his eyes, a layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.

"This godhead is not simple..."

He whispered to himself, "What else is hidden inside? Is it the obsession of the old mother of Mount Li, or an even older shadow?"

In any case, his current strategy was to stabilize his true energy first, complete his own breakthrough, and then explore the secret of the golden tablet of the four ferocious beasts.

The atmosphere in the cave was chilly and cold, but he didn't care. He sat upright, concentrating on regulating his energy and breathing.

The sound of the wind outside the cave occasionally brought some vague noise, as if footsteps were approaching this side, but then disappeared.

It's night and the moon has set in the west.

In the pile of rocks outside the cave, a few faint green lights suddenly lit up, like evil lamps.

After another while, several monsters were seen stretching their necks and roaring softly among the sand and stones.

They did not rush in rashly, but just circled the cave entrance, as if waiting for something.

Suddenly, a violent demonic aura swept through the air, followed by the appearance of a burly half-beast incarnation, with black scales all over his body emitting a cold and hard luster.

That was a famous demon king in the depths of the ancient world, known as "Iron Scale King".

It is endowed with brute strength and has devoured the souls of tens of thousands of mortals on ancient battlefields. Its reputation for cruelty has terrified many cultivators.

Hearing that some treasures were lost in the world after the Pantheon Conference, Tielinkui came here in search. In particular, he keenly smelled the scent of a certain godhood - a temptation that could allow him to break through the bottleneck and even have a chance to rival the true gods.

A deep roar rolled in the night, carrying murderous intent and greed. Tielin Kui glanced at the entrance of the cave, and a grim smile appeared on the corner of his mouth:
But he is just a human demigod, and he tried to hide here, how could he escape its sense of smell?
It waved its hand and a group of demon soldiers rushed up, trying to seal the entrance of the cave and cut off all escape routes.

At this time, although Li Qingyun was in seclusion, he could sense the dangerous fluctuations in the outside world.

His heart skipped a beat: this aura was at least at the peak of demigod level. If it disturbed his godhood that had not yet been fully integrated, he would most likely be backfired.

However, he also knew that if he did not meet the enemy head-on, the Demon King would definitely break into the cave and force him to fail.

At the entrance of the cave, fire was faintly visible, and a group of demon soldiers were carrying black stone pillars, as if they were setting up some kind of dangerous formation around them.

Tielin Kui stood on a high place, crossed his arms, and laughed:

"You rats of the human race, get out of here! Otherwise, I will destroy your soul!"

Its sound rolled, shaking the cave slightly.

In the darkness, Li Qingyun slowly stood up and walked towards the cave entrance step by step.

In the light of the candle, his face was grim, with a few beads of sweat on his forehead that had not yet dried, but there was a hint of determination in his eyes.

Holding the knife in his left hand, the blade trembled slightly, as if responding to the owner's true energy.

"What are you doing here, sir?"

He did not refute loudly, but just asked calmly.

Seeing his calm appearance, Tie Lin Kui felt slightly angry and said with a fierce smile:
"Stop talking nonsense! Hand over the divine power in you and let me devour it, otherwise I will flatten this place and stain the cliffs with your blood!" For a moment, its demonic energy expanded, like a dark wave, sweeping towards Li Qingyun.

The surrounding demon soldiers howled excitedly and slapped the stone pillars, making a "dong dong" sound like a war drum.

Li Qingyun remained focused and pulled the knife out of its sheath with his backhand. A faint knife light reflected in his pupils, like the light of a cold moon.

He made some adjustments in his mind, sealing the restlessness of the Lishan Old Mother's divinity while concentrating his own true essence, allowing the "Law of Nirvana" to penetrate every inch of his meridians.

Then, he flashed and suddenly broke through the wind and sand, and his sword moved as fast as thunder.

A fierce battle broke out instantly!
Seeing his amazing speed, Tielinkui also showed a ferocious look on his face and waved his claws to tear him towards him.

There was only a sharp "clang" sound, and the blade collided violently with the scales, but failed to break the armor immediately.

Tie Lin Kui roared and slapped the air with his palm, forcing Li Qingyun to retreat half a step.

Li Qingyun was not discouraged. He used his body to gain momentum in the air, and the sword followed him. He slashed three times in succession, causing the evil spirit to splash everywhere. The surrounding rubble collapsed, and smoke and dust filled the air.

At that moment, Feng Yun seemed to be drawn into this vortex of killing.

The bright moon in the sky disappeared in an instant, leaving only a hazy shadow cast down, making the battlefield even more eerie.

In just two breaths, Li Qingyun and Tie Linkui had exchanged more than ten moves.

Seeing that their king had not yet gained an absolute upper hand, the demon soldiers hurriedly set up an evil formation in an attempt to imprison Li Qingyun.

Waves of dark spiritual power were injected into the stone pillars, forming chain-like shadows in an attempt to restrain his movements.

Li Qingyun felt his feet suddenly sink and his body seemed to be stuck in deep mud.

"Humph!"

He frowned, suddenly raised his knife and leaped forward, cutting through several shadowy chains.

But the chains continued to come out from nowhere and entangled his limbs.

At this moment, Tielinkui rushed forward with a grim smile, his fangs as sharp as knives, biting straight at his neck.

In a flash, Li Qingyun suddenly heard the Lishan Old Mother's divine body tremble slightly.

The law of annihilation, cut off the three corpses..."

He gritted his teeth and silently recited the mantra.

With a loud bang, it was as if a raging wave was rolling inside the body.

He had already practiced the method of "beheading the three corpses", but he had always lacked an opportunity. He did not expect that he would completely explode at this moment of life and death!

Li Qingyun's eyes suddenly became sharp, a white light flashed in his left palm, and his right hand swung the knife like thunder.

The shadowy chains were instantly annihilated by the impact of the white light.

On the other hand, Tielinkui was halfway through his attack when he was hit by a knife. The knife, shining like a streak of light, cut a deep wound on his scales that was visible to the bone, and the demon's blood gushed out. Tielinkui roared in pain and retreated several steps.

"what?!"

It opened its bloodshot eyes wide, obviously unable to believe that the other party had improved so much in an instant.

Li Qingyun also felt the true energy in his body surging, constantly impacting his sea of ​​consciousness. Three mysterious shadows seemed to be entangled in his mind -

Those were the three corpse phantoms of "Wuxiang", "Hunyuan" and "Taiyi".

If it cannot be completely suppressed, it will backfire in the next moment.

But he had no choice - to survive this battle, he had to force his way in!

He shouted loudly, and the blade suddenly accelerated, almost turning into an intensive attack like sword rain and frost wind.

Although Tie Linkui was good at fighting, he was hit in the vitals and his breath was disordered. In addition, the evil formation around him was destroyed by Li Qingyun's white light, so he could not provide any help.

In the blink of an eye, it was forced to the edge of the cliff, with gravel rolling under its feet, and it seemed like it was about to fall into the abyss at any time.

"Go to hell!"

It gathered its last bit of demonic energy, opened its mouth and spewed out a black flame, trying to die together with Li Qingyun.

However, Li Qingyun remained calm, and the power of annihilation condensed into a blade light that passed in front of him, cutting the black flames and turning them into sparks in the sky.

Then, he rushed forward, raised his sword high, and chopped off Tielinkui's head!
Blood splattered everywhere, like a blooming scarlet flower.

Tie Lin Kui's eyes were wide open, but he had already lost his breath. His huge body fell to the ground with a thud, splashing smoke, dust and blood.

The demon soldiers screamed in fear and fled in all directions, not daring to stay.

The night was filled with a heavy smell of blood, indicating that a thrilling battle had finally come to an end.

Li Qingyun's chest was also rising and falling rapidly.

He could feel his true energy rapidly rising at this moment, breaking through the demigod barrier like a flood.

The soul and the body resonated with each other, and the three obsessions of "Wuxiang", "Hunyuan" and "Taiyi" suddenly converged in the sea of ​​consciousness, and were cut off one by one by the "Law of Nirvana".

In the final moment, it seemed as if only the sword light and himself were left between heaven and earth, and some kind of shackles in his heart seemed to shatter.

After a moment of silence, there was a flash of lightning on the top of the cliff.

Amid the rolling dark clouds, a bolt of lightning flashed silently, then dimmed, as if witnessing the breakthrough.

Li Qingyun's hand holding the knife trembled slightly, but it was not because of weakness, but excitement - he had already crossed the realm of demigod and stepped onto the threshold of "Taiyi Immortal"!

"boom……"

There seemed to be figures retreating rapidly in the distance. They seemed to be some demons who were watching secretly, and they fled in panic after being horrified by his sudden promotion.

Li Qingyun shook the long sword in his hand lightly, and countless imperceptible sword auras scattered out. In an instant, screams were heard in the distance, and all the monsters who were fleeing for their lives were killed.

At this time, he was already a "sub-god" of the eighth realm. Even if we look at the entire prehistoric world, he could be considered a giant. His strength was so strong that it was almost unbelievable.

The step from True Immortal to Taiyi Immortal is extremely difficult, but he managed to break out of the cocoon in the extremely dangerous life-and-death battle.

However, before he could rejoice, he felt another inexplicable chill in his sea of ​​consciousness - the gray shadow reappeared, flashed away, and made him feel deeply dizzy.

Fortunately, at this moment his spirit and soul were strong enough to suppress this abnormality.

I just made a note in my heart: the goddess status of the Old Mother of Mount Li, the four evil golden tablets, and the deeper and more bizarre power are probably just the tip of the iceberg.

The bloody battle paused.

A strong wind howled at the edge of the cliff, blowing up a cloud of yellow sand, which half-buried Tie Linkui's body.

Li Qingyun stood on the broken rocks, leaning on his sword with one hand, feeling the surge of power from a whole new realm.

He looked around, and there was no trace of the enemy.

But the silence made him even more alert: the ancient world is so vast that there are many hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Although he has made a breakthrough, he is still far from being truly fearless.

He focused his mind and looked inward, feeling that the deity of the Old Mother of Mount Li had merged with his meridians at a deeper level.

Although the ancient thought had not fully awakened, it occasionally released strange fluctuations, making him uneasy. In the battle just now, it seemed to accelerate his promotion process, but it also planted a greater possibility in his body - would the secret of the Four Evils' Golden Tablets gradually emerge?
Once the golden tablet is opened, the four ancient ferocious beasts may return to the world and cause a terrible catastrophe.

Stepping over the corpse of the Demon King, Li Qingyun returned to the cave.

The unclear carvings on the cave wall seemed to become a little clearer after he broke through.

He approached thoughtfully, and touched the sunken symbol on the wall, but he seemed to hear a vague heartbeat; it was also as if there was a huge figure sleeping soundly behind the wall.

"If this godhood is really the key to unlock the golden scroll...then is the power of the four evils meant to reverse the fate of mankind, or to destroy it?"

Li Qingyun looked solemn. It was unknown what kind of legacy the old mother of Mount Li wanted to leave for him.

Perhaps, somewhere in the deeper wilderness, there are ancient documents about this matter hidden.

Or maybe the two emperors Yan and Huang also had some plans?

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his head, as if he wanted to see through the darkness at the top of the cave.

A strange whistling sound could be heard faintly in the wind outside, as if someone was cursing or mumbling.

Perhaps more powerful demons, or even gods, have sensed the changes that have occurred here. This is just the beginning.

"The most urgent task now is to consolidate my cultivation. I have already entered the realm of Taiyi Immortal, but my foundation is not yet solid. If I encounter a strong enemy again, how can I exert my full strength?"

He supported himself on the ground with his sword, slowly sat down, and regulated his breathing again, trying to restore the surging true energy to balance.

But as soon as he closed his eyes, he saw a faint golden glow from the goddess of Mount Li in the gray sea of ​​consciousness, connected with a few images that seemed like ancient sacrifices: four ferocious beasts with bared fangs and claws, rivers of blood surging, and humans and demons entangled in a chaotic world.

In the center of the picture, a golden tablet slowly rises up, with a mysterious spell written on it. The spell seems to be alive, interweaving into a web, binding the four evil spirits into an endless abyss...

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(End of this chapter)