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Chapter 379 Inscription-Level Divine Ability?! How could you possibly possess an Inscription-Level Divine Ability? (6k)

"I never realized you could talk so much before. It's late, you should go home."

Zhou Qing shook his head helplessly, pushing Lu Yaoyao toward the door as he spoke.

Lu Yaoyao pouted: "I'm just being reasonable, so tell me if I'm right or not?"

"Okay, okay, you're giving me a headache with all your talking."

Before Zhou Qing could finish speaking, his expression suddenly hardened, and he abruptly pulled Lu Yaoyao, who had already reached the door, back.

The tetanus sword instantly appeared in his hand, its blade gleaming coldly.

Zhou Qing's muscles were taut, his spiritual energy surging through his meridians, and he was like a fully drawn bow, ready to explode at any moment.

Lu Yaoyao was pulled so hard by the sudden force that she stumbled and almost fell.

Just as they were about to say something, upon seeing Zhou Qing's expression, they immediately reacted in unison, drawing their cold swords and their bodies surging with spiritual energy, while keeping their backs to Zhou Qing and remaining vigilant behind them.

Zhou Qing frowned, staring intently at what was in front of him.

A few breaths later, the door creaked open slowly.

An old man shrouded in black mist appeared in the corridor outside the door, carrying the unconscious Shen Yunzhou on his blue arms covered with lividity.

"I only revealed a trace of my aura, yet you were able to detect it. Not bad, not bad!" The old man looked at Zhou Qing, his hoarse voice like sandpaper rubbing together.

The moment Zhou Qing saw the old man's face, his heart turned cold—this was the veteran Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm who had fought Shen Hanyi in the Battle of Wuxiang Mountain!

The old monster before me could be reduced to ashes with a single thought.

Especially now that Shen Yunzhou is unconscious, he can't even send a message to Shen Hanyi.

In a flash, he activated the [Five-Five Post] without hesitation.

I finally managed to get it today, and I was thinking of saving it for survival, but I didn't expect to have to use it up so soon.

The next moment, he felt a strange warm current flow through his entire body.

It was as if a mysterious connection had been established with the laws of heaven and earth, and the spiritual power within the body had reached a perfect balance with the outside world.

"What brings you here so late at night, senior?" Zhou Qingqiang asked, trying to remain calm.

The old man let out a chilling, eerie laugh, ignoring Zhou Qing's question.

Those cloudy eyes stared straight at Lu Yaoyao: "Girl, what's your name?"

Lu Yaoyao watched the old man warily. Although they were complete strangers, she could clearly sense the undisguised greed and malice in his eyes.

She did not answer, but a huge ice lotus suddenly bloomed behind her, its crystal-clear petals slowly rotating and emitting a chilling aura.

"Tsk tsk, she's just like that girl from the Shen family, both with that arrogant attitude, truly detestable!" the old man said sinisterly.

Upon hearing this, and looking at the unconscious Shen Yunzhou, Zhou Qing immediately understood what the other party was planning to do.

He took another half step back without making a sound.

The old man's sinister gaze suddenly turned to Zhou Qing, and a hint of impatience appeared on his gaunt face.

“Kid, sometimes playing dumb is a good thing. Why don’t you just send this girl out and then go to sleep?”

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes: "Under normal circumstances, I might have appreciated his talent."

Before he finished speaking, his hand, covered in lividity, slowly rose, his withered index finger pointing directly at Zhou Qing's brow. "But now, I can only send you on your way."

The old man's chilling words still echoed in the room, but Zhou Qing already felt a suffocating aura of death rushing towards him.

The withered index finger seemed to slowly rise, but in reality it had already locked onto his soul's origin, making his blood seem to freeze.

"Not good!" Zhou Qing's pupils shrank sharply. The pressure of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm made every inch of his bones groan under unbearable strain.

He instinctively wanted to retreat further, but found that the surrounding space had already been imprisoned by an invisible force, and he couldn't even move a finger.

But in the next moment, the newly activated [Five-Five Scroll] seemed to be sensing the opponent's power fluctuations.

Zhou Qing felt his spiritual energy surge instantly, achieving a mysterious balance with the ghostly death aura emanating from the old man.

"This is."

Zhou Qing felt that the world before him suddenly became incredibly clear.

The old man's seemingly flawless killing move was actually broken down into countless tiny threads of law in his eyes.

He could even see clearly how the ghostly death energy wrapped around the old man's fingertips resonated with the laws of heaven and earth.

"Is this the world of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm?" Zhou Qing's breathing quickened, and his eyes shone with an unprecedented brilliance.

Perhaps this is a blessing in disguise for him.

To be able to fight against someone with the cultivation of the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm, what a precious experience that is!

Every move and every clash is a direct experience of the Spirit Severing Realm.

This personal experience is a hundred times more profound than any written record.

The originally estimated 99% chance of breaking through can now be increased to 100% through this life-or-death struggle and battle that transcends realms.

It should be noted that when he impersonated the Peng Emperor at the border, he used Xuan Yuan Shuo's help to unleash two attacks that were at the mid-stage of the Spirit Slaying Realm.

That profound feeling of resonating with the laws of heaven and earth remains vivid in my memory to this day.

But now, he can maintain this state for a whole day!
"Kid, you can only blame your bad luck!" The old man's sinister voice pulled Zhou Qing back to reality.

"Chong-"

Just as the old man's fingertip was about to unleash the ghostly death light, Zhou Qing's broken sword suddenly trembled on its own, emitting a clear and melodious sword cry.

On the rusty sword, the seemingly chaotic patterns now form a complete diagram of the Dao of Thunder.

The sword's edge pulsed with blinding purple-gold lightning.

Zhou Qingfu, guided by his inner spirit, flicked his wrist, and the broken sword traced a mysterious trajectory.

This sword strike may seem simple, but it actually embodies the ultimate truth of the universe.

Wherever the sword passed, ripples spread through the space like water, actually severing the old man's energy that was locked onto his brow!

"How is this possible?!" A look of horror flashed in the old man's cloudy eyes.

He clearly sensed that just three breaths ago, this kid in front of him was just an ant in the Nascent Soul Realm.

However, the fluctuations emanating from it at this moment indicated a cultivation level equal to his!

Almost simultaneously, he immediately retreated rapidly, widening the distance between himself and Zhou Qing.

"I was careless," the old man's Adam's apple bobbed, and cold sweat seeped from his back.

If Zhou Qing had suddenly attacked just now, at such close range, he would have been seriously injured even if he didn't die.

The thought that he was standing face to face with a powerful opponent of the same level caused his heart, which had been dormant for thousands of years, to pound wildly in his withered chest.

We almost capsized in the gutter.

"Quickly take your senior brothers and sisters and leave!" Zhou Qing's voice boomed in Lu Yaoyao's mind.

He stretched out the power he had suddenly gained, every pore of his body breathing in and out the spiritual energy of heaven and earth.

The thrill of resonating with the laws of nature with every gesture almost made him groan uncontrollably.

Lu Yaoyao stood there, stunned.

The figure holding a sword under the moonlight, with its robes fluttering, silently overlapped with the weathered figure of my father in my memory.

How is this going?

"Severing the Spirit Realm?" Her lips trembled slightly.

But she was soon awakened by the sword energy exploding in the distance, and turned into an ice rainbow as she rushed towards the residence of Gui Ao and Luo Lingling.

"Old man, why are you running?" Zhou Qing laughed loudly, his Pestilence Wind Blade whistling like a dragon.

The mottled lightning patterns on the sword moved among the rust, condensing into a dazzling starlight at the blade.

This loud laugh startled the entire inner city, and countless cultivators were awakened from their meditation, leaping onto the rooftops to watch the battle.

"Shoot-"

A simple vertical slash triggered a dramatic change in the world.

As the sword flashed, the night sky was torn open like silk, revealing the shimmering phantom of a starry river behind it.

The starlight flowing through the crack was not an illusion, but real celestial power that was drawn by this sword, transforming into billions of tiny sword beams that poured down!

"I hate people like you who pretend to be weak to deceive others the most in my life!" Facing the terrifying sword energy, the old man not only did not retreat, but instead sneered.

He threw Shen Yunzhou away, and then his withered body suddenly swelled up, his black robe ripped open, revealing bluish-gray skin covered with strange runes.

The runes writhed like living things, covering his entire body in the blink of an eye, and coalescing into a hideous ghost face on his chest.

"Netherworld Heart-Protecting Mirror!"

The old man roared, and the ghost-face runes suddenly detached from his skin, forming an ancient bronze mirror in front of him.

The mirror did not reflect, but devoured—the starlight sword light that Zhou Qing unleashed was completely absorbed, and the eighteen evil spirit reliefs on the edge of the mirror simultaneously lit up with a scarlet light.

"Back to you!"

The bronze mirror flipped over, and what spewed out of it was no longer starlight, but a thick, blood-red river!
Countless distorted human faces floated in the river, emitting piercing screams.

This was the old man's killing move, a fusion of Zhou Qing's sword energy and his own supernatural powers. Every drop of blood was as heavy as a thousand pounds, and it also carried a deadly poison that corroded the primordial spirit.

Zhou Qing's pupils contracted sharply, and the moment the broken sword blocked the attack, the lightning patterns on the sword exploded.

It's not about defense, it's about attacking against attack!

The lightning patterns shot off the sword and formed a huge lightning net in the air.

Each lightning bolt precisely intercepted a drop of blood, and the exploding lightning forcefully evaporated the blood-red river into a sky full of red mist.

Upon seeing this, the old man suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of black blood onto the back of the bronze mirror.

Zhou Qing's reflection immediately appeared in the mirror, but the shadow had bloodshot eyes and was giving a strange smile to the real body.

"Curse Kill!"

As the old man roared, the reflection in the mirror suddenly grabbed its own neck.

In reality, Zhou Qing also felt his throat being choked by an invisible force, and what was even more terrifying was that his primordial spirit began to inexplicably dissipate!
This is a curse that targets the very source; ordinary defenses are completely ineffective.

In a life-or-death moment, Zhou Qing unexpectedly stabbed himself in the chest with his sword.

It wasn't suicide, but rather a precise strike to a specific acupoint in the heart.

The gushing blood from his heart condensed in the air into the ancient seal script character "破" (break), which was actually his own essence blood used as a guide to unleash the most domineering blood curse counterattack!
"boom!"

The bronze mirror shattered with a deafening roar, and the ghost-face rune on the old man's chest crumbled inch by inch, turning into wisps of black smoke and dissipating.

Both of them coughed up blood and staggered backward, each step they took creating a ring of burning spiritual flames beneath their feet.

"Two Spirit Severing Realm experts are actually fighting; this is a rare opportunity."

"Wait, look at that person, doesn't he look familiar?"

"Wait, that person is... Master Zhou? How is that possible!"

"When did Master Zhou break through to the Spirit Severing Realm? My goodness! Although I knew he would eventually advance to the Spirit Severing Realm, I didn't expect it to be so fast."

……

Inside the imperial city, countless cultivators were horrified and retreated hastily, fearing they would be caught in the aftershocks of the battle.

"Good! Very good!" In response to Zhou Qing's counterattack, the old man wiped the black blood from the corner of his mouth, and suddenly tore off a piece of rotten flesh from his left arm and threw it into the air.

The rotting flesh grew in the wind and transformed into the form of a three-headed, six-armed demon king.

Each palm held a ball of eerie green flame, and upon closer inspection, the flames contained the souls of thousands of young boys and girls!
The spirits twisted and howled in the flames, their resentment soaring to the heavens, turning the sky a ghastly green.

"Youngster, taste my 'Ten Thousand Souls Devouring Heart'!"

The Ghost King's Dharma Form waved its six arms, and six balls of ghost fire transformed into a raging sea of ​​fire, sweeping towards Zhou Qing.

Before the flames even arrived, Zhou Qing felt a stinging pain in his primordial spirit, as if countless vengeful spirits were tearing at his soul!
"court death!"

A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing's eyes, accompanied by a roc's cry that could shatter gold and split rocks, which resounded through the sky. His body was filled with golden light, and a pair of dazzling golden wings suddenly unfolded from his back!

His body also grew taller, his muscle lines became more defined, and fine golden patterns appeared on his skin, resembling the feathers of an ancient roc.

"The Peng Technique?!" The old man's eyes narrowed. Zhou Qing didn't waste any words; with a flap of his wings, his figure instantly transformed into a golden lightning bolt, directly plunging into the ghost fire!

"boom--!"

Golden flames and ghostly green fire collided violently, erupting with blinding light.

Those vengeful spirits that could have corrupted the primordial spirit melted away with screams when they touched Zhou Qing's Golden Roc true body, just like ice and snow meeting fire!

"Impossible!" the old man roared, and the Ghost King Dharma Image unleashed its six arms, slamming down fiercely towards Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing sneered, spread his wings, and his figure flickered like a phantom, disappearing the instant the six arms surrounded him. When he reappeared, he was already standing on the head of the Ghost King's Dharma Image!
"break!"

He clenched his right fist, the knuckles crackling with golden lightning, and slammed it down!
"boom--!"

The head of the Ghost King's Dharma Image exploded instantly, and countless vengeful spirits fled in wailing.

"Junior, you are looking for death!"

The old man flew into a rage, his hands forming hand seals, and the deathly aura of the underworld around him gathered wildly, eventually condensing into a thousand-foot-tall phantom of the "Nine Netherworld Yama" behind him!
"Suppress and kill!"

The phantom of Yama slammed down with his palm, and a projection of a netherworld appeared in his palm. Countless vengeful ghosts crawled out of the hell and tore at Zhou Qing!

Zhou Qing's eyes were blazing with fighting spirit. He spread his wings and advanced instead of retreating!

He charged straight at the colossal, sky-covering Yama's palm, his right fist crackling with golden lightning, and unleashed a devastating blow!
"boom--!"

The moment fists and palms collided, the entire imperial city trembled violently, countless buildings collapsed, and the ground cracked open into bottomless ravines.

A terrifying shockwave swept out, even blowing away cultivators watching from afar!
"Junior Brother!" Gui Ao and Luo Lingling barely managed to steady themselves, their faces filled with shock and worry.

They stared intently at the unfamiliar old man's figure in the air, not understanding why he would attack their junior brother.

Also, who is this person?
"Senior brothers and sisters!" Lu Yaoyao rushed over, panting, carrying the unconscious Shen Yunzhou.

At this moment, Shen Yunzhou was covered in dust, his face was pale, and a faint green talisman was visible between his eyebrows.

Luo Lingling hurriedly stepped forward to investigate, but as soon as her fingertips touched Shen Yunzhou's forehead, she withdrew as if she had been electrocuted: "What a powerful seal! The spiritual energy is completely solidified, and even my investigation was swallowed up."

She frowned deeply. "This method is extremely insidious."

"Senior sister, is there any way to wake him up quickly? We must contact Sister Shen as soon as possible!"

Lu Yaoyao stomped her feet in frustration, her eyes filled with anxiety.

Luo Lingling gathered spiritual energy at her fingertips and examined Shen Yunzhou's brow for a moment before shaking her head: "No! The seal within his body is too strong. My spiritual energy was swallowed up by that cold, yin energy as soon as it seeped in."

Ghost Hound patted Lu Yaoyao's shoulder and said in a gruff voice, "Junior Sister, don't worry. The commotion of a battle between Spirit Severing Realm cultivators can be sensed throughout the entire capital."

"If Senior Shen were nearby, he would definitely have noticed."

Lu Yaoyao was slightly relieved, but when she got up, she couldn't help but look at the sky with worry.

Two figures clashed and crossed paths in the air, each exchange causing a dramatic change in the heavens and earth.

Luo Lingling also looked up at the figures fighting fiercely in the air and asked in confusion, "Strange, didn't Xiao Aqing clearly say that we should wait for Elder Mo to bring back the remaining materials before we returned to Taiqing Sect together to slowly prepare for the Spirit Slaying? How did he suddenly become a Spirit Slayer?"

Lu Yaoyao shook her head blankly; she was still a bit confused.

A heavy sigh suddenly came from behind everyone.

Suddenly, four pitch-black spatial rifts opened in the night sky, and four powerful Spirit Slayers from the Xuanyuan royal family emerged together.

The old emperor, Xuanyuan Chong, stood with his hands behind his back, while Prince Xuanyuan Shuo's robes fluttered in the wind.

The current emperor, Xuanyuan Hao, holds the Imperial Seal of the Nation, while Xuanyuan Sha exudes a chilling aura of killing intent.

Four powerful divine senses instantly locked onto the two combatants in the air.

When they finally saw Zhou Qing, their pupils contracted sharply, and their faces were filled with disbelief.

"This..." Xuan Yuanshuo's voice trembled slightly.

He had personally witnessed the silver-haired, veiled woman fighting this foreign monster on Mount Wuxiang.

He even took Zhou Qing and that blond-haired man with him to watch it at the time.

But in just over a month, Zhou Qing has managed to fight his opponent to a standstill?

How can this be?

Am I dreaming?
Emperor Xuanyuan Hao was also stunned and stood there for a long time before he came to his senses.

The old emperor, Xuanyuan Chongze, frowned deeply.

The aura emanating from that foreign old man was already at the Great Perfection of the Spirit Severing Realm. Even if the four of them joined forces, along with the luck of their own country, they could barely manage a draw.

But when did Zhou Qing, this newly promoted level four array master, acquire such combat power?

Even if he breaks through to the Spirit Severing Realm, he's still only at the initial stage, and he simply can't fight a Great Perfection Realm expert to this extent.

What's the matter?

Is it a secret technique?

What kind of secret technique allows someone to fight at a level higher than themselves?

Xuan Yuanchong suppressed his shock and said in a deep voice, "Now is not the time to investigate further."

He looked down at the ruins of the imperial city streets, a hint of regret flashing in his eyes. "If the fighting continues like this, the entire inner city will be destroyed."

"Gentlemen, if there's any misunderstanding, we can sit down and discuss it calmly. There's no need for fighting. If it really comes down to it, could we perhaps move away from our clan's imperial city area?"

Emperor Xuanyuan Hao took a step forward, suppressing his anger, and advised in a deep voice.

"Get out!" the old man shouted, his voice shaking the buildings below.

Xuan Yuanhao's face instantly turned ashen. He turned to look at the three elders, only to see that they were just expressionless.

"You damned old bastard!" A furious curse suddenly rang out.

Another spatial rift opened in the night sky, and Zhao Muye rode out on a silver-white giant elephant.

He was covered in blood, but his fighting spirit was soaring: "You've been leading me on a million-mile chase, and now you've come back here to launch a surprise attack!"

Upon seeing Zhou Qing's figure clearly, Zhao Muyi's one eye widened in surprise: "Brother Zhou?! You can actually hold your own against this old man? You were hiding your true strength last time!"

The shock in his eyes quickly turned into a fanatical fighting spirit.

Seeing this, Zhou Qing was both amused and exasperated. "I can't beat you. I can only pretend to be cool for a day at most before I have to go back to my old ways."

"Brother Zhao, help me capture this fiend!" Zhou Qing shouted urgently, his eyes flashing with cold light.

This old monster is vicious and ruthless. He has already shown murderous intent towards him today. If he cannot be eliminated this time, he will surely cause endless trouble in the future.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Muyi laughed loudly, his fighting spirit surging: "Hahaha! Killing people is so boring! I just want him to thoroughly humiliate me!"

He rubbed his hands together, eager to rush forward.

At this moment, after exchanging blows with Zhou Qing, the old man retreated several feet, his gaunt face ashen.

His sinister gaze swept over Zhao Muye, then glanced at the four royal spirit-slaying warriors eyeing him menacingly in the distance, his heart filled with resentment.

"I've been hunting geese all day, and today a goose pecked my eye!"

The old man gritted his teeth, never expecting that this seemingly ordinary young man could fight him to a standstill.

He quickly scanned the area below with his divine sense, only to find that Shen Yunzhou, who had been unconscious and thrown down by him, was nowhere to be seen. His expression immediately changed drastically.

"Damn it!" he cursed, his body surging with dark energy, already considering retreating.

At this moment——

"Wow—!"

A phoenix cry that could pierce through gold and split rocks suddenly rang out.

Suddenly, a blood-red rift opened in the void behind the old man, and a blood phoenix with a wingspan of a hundred feet emerged, its three natal feathers on its chest radiating a dazzling blood-red light.

Each feather is engraved with ancient Dao patterns—inscriptions formed from the natural laws of heaven and earth, each containing earth-shattering power.

"Inscription-level divine ability?! How could you possibly have an inscription-level divine ability?" The old man's pupils shrank, and his gaunt face instantly twisted in pain.

He hastily formed a hand seal, and in an instant, the entire world changed.

Countless stars appeared in the void, each star transforming into a skeleton sitting cross-legged.

These skeletons, some wielding swords, some playing musical instruments, and some forming hand seals, embody countless profound truths—the very "Ten Thousand Bones Starry Sky Realm" that he had comprehended throughout his life!

Upon seeing the familiar inscription-level divine power, Zhou Qing's eyes gleamed brightly.

His figure flickered, transforming into a dazzling golden light that actively rushed into the old man's realm of consciousness.

Wherever the golden light passed, it created layers of golden ripples, allowing for continuous enlightenment.

"break!"

In less than a breath, with a clear shout, the artistic conception that the old man had just condensed collapsed.

Blood Phoenix seized the opportunity, and three inscribed feathers fell like celestial swords, directly tearing the old man's protective ghostly aura to shreds.

"puff--"

The old man spat out a mouthful of black blood, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string.

His face was filled with horror, and he immediately looked at Zhou Qing in disbelief, never expecting that his perfect state of mind would be broken by the other party in an instant.

What exactly did this guy do?
At this moment, Shen Hanyi stepped out from the void, walking on snow.

She exuded a chilling aura, and the ice crystal longsword in her hand emitted a bone-chilling killing intent. Wherever the sword pointed, even the space itself condensed into fine ice crystals.

"I will remember this grudge!"

Seeing this, the old man roared venomously, but dared not linger any longer. His figure suddenly transformed into a streak of blood and disappeared into the sky.

"Did I say you could leave?!" Zhou Qing roared, his figure suddenly disappearing from the spot.

"boom--"

Suddenly, blinding lightning burst forth from every pore of Zhou Qing's body, and countless purple-gold electric snakes roamed across his skin.

Even more astonishingly, a full ten thousand array spirit seals roared out from his body, but instead of forming an array, they directly merged with the lightning.

Each spirit seal transforms into the core of a thunderstorm, causing the raging lightning to continuously condense.

"Thunder Seal Returns to One!"

With that low shout, the myriad bolts of lightning instantly collapsed.

A three-foot-long purple-gold thunder spear materialized out of thin air, its body covered with ancient Daoist patterns.

The space at the tip of the spear could no longer withstand the force, shattering inch by inch to reveal a pitch-black void.

"die!"

Zhou Qing flicked his arm, and the Thunder Spear transformed into a streak of light, shooting through the sky.

Wherever the gun passed, all the spiritual energy of heaven and earth was annihilated, leaving a vacuum trail in the air that lingered for a long time!

The old man's hasty escape suddenly stopped. He turned back in horror and saw that the thunder spear was already close at hand.

The aura of destruction emanating from the spear tip sent chills down his spine.

"Do not--!"

He frantically channeled all his spiritual power, setting up multiple layers of defense behind him.

However, the lightning spear easily pierced through the seven layers of protective spiritual light he had set up.

"Pfft!"

Blood splattered as the lightning spear pierced his chest with pinpoint accuracy.

The dense patterns on the gun instantly lit up, transforming into countless tiny lightning snakes that raged within his body.

"what!!!"

The old man suddenly let out a shrill scream, his whole body convulsing uncontrollably.

His skin kept bulging up, as if lightning and the spiritual seal were rampaging through his body.

Even more terrifying is that the flesh and blood at the wound site are being annihilated at a visible rate!

"You little beast!" The old man's eyes were bloodshot, and black blood kept spilling from the corner of his mouth.

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