The Fate of Eternal Life

Chapter 94: A single sword strike wipes them all out (If there are duplicates, please refresh the page)
"Do you think he should die?"

Ning Qingyi's words silenced not only the ancient races, but even some human cultivators felt that he had gone too far.

Cultivators at the Sea of ​​Wheels can fly and escape into the earth; cultivators at the Dao Palace are practically immortals on Earth. Not to mention cultivators at the Four Extremes, Dragon Transformation, and Immortal Platform realms. Whenever they fight, they can easily shatter mountains and split the earth, and mortals who touch them will die instantly.

Xuan Tuo of the Blood Moon Clan committed the crime of sacrificing blood to the ancient city of the human race. However, if Xuan Tuo had fought with humans and accidentally destroyed the city, the reaction would not have been so great. After all, even among human cultivators, fights occasionally lead to disaster.

Now that Ning Qingyi is using this reason to take Xuan Tuo's life, not to mention the ancient races that already regard humans as ants, even some humans feel that this is really just blatant provocation.

"Does the death of a mortal mean the death of a prince of the Blood Moon Royal Family?" The Dragon-Headed Ancient King's tone calmed down, because he clearly understood that this was just an excuse.

"Is this sage determined to block me?" Ning Qingyi answered the question with a question, his face revealing a sense of nonchalance.

In mid-air, the Primordial Azure Pagoda once again gathered light, and wisps of chaotic energy began to fluctuate.

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King remained calm as he took a step forward, unleashing a powerful aura of sainthood that pressed down on Ning Qingyi. Unfortunately, it was all blocked by the Primordial Azure Gold Pagoda.

"It is indeed a fine treasure. However, the method of refining this artifact is very similar to the style of the late mythological era or the early primordial era. It seems that your sect has protected it very well." The Dragon-Headed Ancient King looked down at Ning Qingyi, the halo behind his head burning even brighter, like a god.

Ning Qingyi felt a powerful pressure. Stimulated by the aura of the sage, the Primordial Azure Gold Pagoda, with its chaotic energy, took the initiative to exert its power and protect him, the master of war.

Upon hearing this, not only did the human race's expression change slightly, but many ancient races also realized what was happening.

Throughout history, only the weapons of ancient emperors have endured through time. This is because ancient imperial weapons embody the Dao fruits of their masters, enabling them to revive autonomously, absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, and allow the deities within them to exist forever. However, second-rate quasi-emperor weapons and saintly weapons, once their owners die, are prone to decay over time if not properly maintained.

It's hard to say whether a quasi-emperor weapon left over from the ancient times was protected by a religious sect or obtained by Ning Qingyi by chance.

Ning Qing remained unfazed and said, "Don't worry about these saints. Just step aside, I'll kill this Xuan Tuo."

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King fell silent, staring coldly at Ning Qingyi with a chilling expression and an even more terrifying aura emanating from him, as if he were about to kill Ning Qingyi at the slightest provocation.

Everyone around the stone archway felt a chill in their hearts. This was an ancient sage; once he unleashed his power, even mountains and rivers would crumble!

Xuan Tuo of the Blood Moon royal family also realized what was happening. His eyes became unpredictable and gradually turned cruel.

"Your Majesty, this human is acting recklessly and disrespectfully towards the Sages because he possesses a Supreme Artifact. Please intervene and let me fight him fairly!" Xuan Tuo spoke earnestly, angrily rebuking Ning Qingyi's arrogance and domineering behavior.

“When cultivators spar, they should indeed not rely on external aids.” The Dragon-Headed Ancient King spoke calmly and indifferently, but his aura was even stronger.

The humans in the stone workshop felt a chill run down their spines, realizing that all was lost. Even with a quasi-emperor artifact, Ning Qingyi might not be able to escape if a sage were to intervene.

"Are you trying to deceive me?" Ning Qingyi asked calmly, without any fear or apprehension.

A fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Dragon-Headed Ancient King, who said, "Junior, is that how you talk to me? I could suppress you a hundred times over with just one finger!"

"Indeed, Heaven makes those it wishes to destroy mad first. In that case, let's fight outside the city!"

Ning Qing turned around and walked towards the outside of the holy city.

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King sneered and gestured with his eyes for the many young talents of the ancient races to follow. Then, his expression was full of greed.

This is a supreme artifact!

If it falls into his hands, his combat power will instantly increase by several levels, and his influence in the ancient clan will also increase greatly! For a minor cultivator at the Immortal Platform Realm to have him is like a child holding gold in a bustling marketplace, completely unaware of his own mortality.

All was quiet; people were astonished, and all eyes were on them.

Proceeding in this manner is hardly a path to certain death.

Outside the divine city, a crowd gathered.

The news of Ning Qingyi's provocation of the ancient clan saints and the younger generation of the ancient races spread like wildfire, quickly attracting a large number of people.

"Isn't the Little Celestial Venerable being too reckless...?" someone worried.

“It’s alright. Back in the Central Region, the Little Celestial Venerable scared away an ancient clan saint. He must have a way to save his life.” Some people also had great confidence in Ning Qingyi.

"Master!"

Suddenly, a small figure rushed out from the crowd. It was Jiang Tingting, and behind her was an elder of the Jiang family, whose cultivation had reached the Sendai realm.

"Greetings, Little Celestial Venerable." Elder Jiang greeted him earnestly.

Ning Qingyi was somewhat surprised, not expecting Jiang Tingting to be in the Northern Holy City. However, given the perilous nature of war, he simply patted the little girl's head and said, "My good disciple, I'll come find you after I've dealt with them."

In the distance, a group of ancient people heard these words, and one of them immediately responded provocatively: "It's a pity that the disciple's filial piety is like this, but I'm afraid it's the last time he'll see his disciple."

"Hahaha!"

Immediately, the ancient clansmen burst into laughter, extremely arrogant, because with their ancestral king by their side, they had nothing to fear.

"You!" Jiang Tingting glared at the many members of the ancient clan, but she was no longer a child. During her time in the Jiang family, her mind had matured rapidly.

Jiang Tingting solemnly took out the Luofu Cauldron and said, "Master, if you use the Azure Gold Pagoda to attack, then use the Luofu Cauldron to protect yourself. Tingting is now in the Jiang family, and with the protection of the God King Ancestor, I am very safe."

"Oh, it seems you get along very well with King Jiang. Then I won't stand on ceremony."

Ning Qingyi did not refuse Jiang Tingting's kindness, took the Luofu Ding, and then gestured for Jiang Tingting to stand a little further away.

"Master, keep it up!" Jiang Tingting cheered earnestly as always.

Ning Qing smiled slightly, then looked at the ancient races opposite her, especially the dragon-headed ancient king who had suddenly appeared. Her expression gradually faded.

"If I were you, I would stay far away now and avoid me whenever I see me in the future. That way, I might have a chance to survive."

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King had already sentenced him to death in his heart, but he merely gestured to Xuan Tuo of the Blood Moon Royal Family with his eyes.

Xuan Tuo immediately stepped forward and shouted, "Humans, who are like ants, not only do they not take us seriously, but they also dare to disrespect the ancient king! They deserve to die!"

Xuan Tuo had no intention of adhering to any fair competition; his attack, which came out with a negative score, was his strongest killing move.

His body shone with a blood-red light, and countless vengeful spirits appeared and disappeared behind him. He threw a punch, and the blood-red light surged to the sky, as if he wanted to turn all living beings into blood-red light!
"The Blood Transformation Divine Light has refined an ancient human city, and he has finally mastered it." Among the ancient clans traveling with him, someone recognized the origin of this move.

“Xuantuo rose to fame at the end of the Primordial Era and was hailed as a seed of an ancient king. He is indeed extraordinary!” said one of the Primordial Clan members, moved by the words.

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King also had a hint of approval in his eyes. At the same time, he was also staring at the Primordial Azure Gold Pagoda above Ning Qingyi's head, ready to prevent Ning Qingyi from using the Supreme Artifact to kill Xuan Tuo.

Faced with all this, Ning Qingyi smiled and, in front of everyone, took out a talisman, locking onto the Dragon-Headed Ancient King and all the Primordial Clan members. "Hmph! You don't take my Luofu Mountain lineage seriously, and you don't even dare to have a fair fight with me! You all deserve to die!"

Ning Qingyi activated the sword-shaped talisman in her hand.

These are protective talismans specially left by Ge Hong for his successors, containing Ge Hong's divine power. The weakest of them possesses the destructive power of a Saint, while the strongest reaches the Quasi-Emperor level—truly his trump card. However, the Quasi-Emperor level protective talisman was used by Wei Yi when he attacked the Desolate Ancient Forbidden Land.

Therefore, the talisman in hand is at the Great Sage level.

Nevertheless, this is still two major realms beyond the ancient king before us!

In an instant, the sword-shaped talisman emitted divine light, and the phantom of an old Taoist priest appeared, his face ancient and simple, holding a long sword. He stared at the Dragon-Headed Ancient King as if he were an ant.

Under the horrified gaze of the opponent, the sword light of the Quasi-Emperor's World-Shattering Sword fell!
It's hard to describe this sword light. With a single slash, even the distant holy city trembled, and the sun, moon, and stars shook as if they were about to fall.

Legend has it that ancient sages were capable of destroying stars, and now Ge Hong, a quasi-emperor, is unleashing a sword light at the Great Sage level, enough to dim a whole starry sky!
"Crazy, crazy!"

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King roared, his eyes bloodshot. He never expected Ning Qingyi to be so crazy, unleashing the Great Sage Talisman at the slightest provocation, intending to kill him.

He went all out, unleashing his strongest divine technique.

In an instant, the divine halo behind his head shone brightly, as if it could overpower the sun in the sky. It rapidly expanded, transforming into a dazzling disc that devoured the essence and spirit of all living beings, plundered the primordial energy of heaven and earth, and forged an immortal treasure wheel.

"when……"

His clear and melodious voice resounded throughout the heavens and earth, and the divine halo behind his head became even more dazzling, making him appear like a god, his entire body crystalline.

"boom!"

Finally, the treasure wheel glowed and roared, like a wheel of reincarnation, shining on the black tortoise and unleashing the power of reincarnation.

"The cycle of Heaven!"

The sky above the stone archway trembled, and the treasure wheel pressed down, attempting to confront the sword light.

But under the sword light of the Jun Shi Sword, all efforts were in vain. The various laws that bloomed on the Divine Wheel were all shattered into ashes under the sword light.

"boom!"

The ancient dragon-headed king was struck by the sword light and instantly shattered into four pieces. Then the sword light sliced ​​it into eight thousand six hundred pieces, and then it turned into ashes.

In the blink of an eye, an invincible ancient king who looked down upon all living beings died.

Behind him, many of the younger generation of the ancient clans were terrified when they saw this scene, and they used all the life-saving methods given to them by their clans.

There were sacred artifacts and sacred talismans, but nothing could stop this sword light.

Divine power surged like a tide, the earth trembled as if an earthquake was about to occur, and finally all the splendor vanished.

The Dragon-Headed Ancient King and all the ancient races simply vanished without a trace.

The humans and the myriad ancient races who were watching this scene remained completely silent.

"Dead, dead, all dead..."

"This is insane! The Little Celestial Venerable actually killed an ancient saint! He's caused an uproar!"

"The supreme ancient king is dead! He was the ancestor of the Hidden Dragon River lineage!"

Everyone was stunned. In their expectations, Ning Qingyi should have used the quasi-Emperor artifact to deal with the Ancient Clan. The other party was wary of his identity and did not dare to use his full strength. In the end, both sides had their victories and defeats, and then they said some harsh words and disbanded.

But to everyone's surprise, Ning Qingyi pulled out a deadly weapon and wiped them all out.

"This is what happens when you anger me. A bunch of Dao-Slaying Kings, and a Saint who isn't even a Great Saint, dare to bully me at will. You ignorant fools!"

Ning Qingyi snorted coldly and used her divine power to transmit her voice.

Upon hearing this, everyone gained a profound understanding of the true significance of the title "Successor of Emperor Zhuge Liang".

Especially the ancient races present were filled with fear—this guy was absolutely not to be provoked. Even when fighting among peers, it was best not to go all out, otherwise he might die a terrible death when he went berserk!

"Master!" Jiang Tingting ran over excitedly and asked, "Was that the Ancestor just now? The Ancestor is so amazing!"

Ning Qing touched his little head. It had been almost a year since she last saw him. Not only had the little girl's cultivation broken through, but she had also grown quite a bit taller. It felt quite comfortable to touch.

"Let's go, let's have a good talk with Master about what's been going on lately..."

Ning Qing picked up his little disciple and headed towards the Holy City. The elder of the Jiang family gave him a complicated look, but quickly followed with a smile. Upon seeing him approach, all the human forces and the ancient races instinctively made way, afraid of being spotted if they were too slow to move aside.

Genius is not scary, because countless geniuses die young.

But if a genius has powerful backers and is also arrogant, that would be terrifying.

Because nobody knows what will happen if you anger the other party.

Just like this ancient king of the Hidden Dragon River, who was high above others, he never expected that simply bullying someone would bring about his own demise.

"These are turbulent times. I wonder what the ancient races will do once they receive the news." Someone said with a strange expression, as if they were expecting something.

"This is the death of an ancient king! Little Celestial Venerable is about to shatter the heavens!" Someone said with a worried expression, as if they foresaw the impending bloodshed.

After Ning Qing left, the quiet surroundings instantly became lively, and neither the human race nor the ancient races were suppressed anymore.

Soon, the news spread rapidly throughout the entire ancient Big Dipper star through word of mouth.

When the current clan leader of Yinlongchuan learned of the death of the Dragon Head Ancient King, he was furious. However, after learning about Ning Qingyi's background, he gritted his teeth and rushed out to seek help from the ancient royal family.

The Blood Moon Clan, the Green Ghost Clan, and many other ancient clans that perished in this massacre were also unable to contain their anger upon receiving this news.

They were already dissatisfied with the human race and were the war-seeking faction among the ancient races. Now, Ning Qingyi had wiped out all the most outstanding young people from various races, resulting in a huge loss.

There is no doubt that a storm is brewing.

(End of this chapter)