Shrouding the Heavens: The Ruthless Heavenly Emperor

"Good, I knew the Ruthless One and the Female Demon were not dead, and they are almost invincible!"

"This really makes us Beidou Star proud!"

"Killing two Great Saints with the Saint King realm? Even the Feathered Emperor couldn't do such a feat."

In the Misty Holy Land, Lin Siyu sat in her backyard. Upon hearing this news, her heart was filled with tremendous waves. Her pupils constricted, and her breathing became rapid.

All the elders remained silent, none of them uttering a word, and none daring to face Lin Siyu.

"He didn't die, and he even killed two Great Sages. He's almost invincible."

Lin Siyu was overwhelmed with complex emotions. Upon hearing the news, her face turned pale, and she collapsed weakly onto a chair in the courtyard, staring blankly at the starry sky, muttering repeatedly, "He's almost invincible... and An'er is still on the Imperial Road."

It was the elder of the Holy Land who instructed Xu An to attack Xu Changqing, and she did not refuse, just to cut off Xu Changqing's desire to cultivate.

"No, I can't let An'er die at his hands. I must go to the Imperial Road and see him."

Lin Siyu clenched her fists. Although she was afraid of Xu Changqing, she was more worried about her son.

Three hundred years ago, she was still his wife; shouldn't we at least give her that much face?

With that thought in mind, Lin Siyu left the Holy Land, killed all the elders from back then, kept their heads, appointed the next Holy Lord, and then set off into the starry sky.

In the tavern in the Eastern Wilderness, Xu Jin got drunk and vaguely heard many people talking about Wuqing. He woke up, shook off his drunkenness, and listened carefully to what everyone was saying.

Soon, news of Xu Changqing spread throughout the entire Beidou Star Region, though no one knew where it came from.

Even the things that the Eternal Starfield did were all exposed.

Xu Jin remained silent, his face expressionless. He listened blankly, and upon closer inspection, one could see dozens of gray hairs mixed in with his blond hair.

No one knows what he has been through in the past few years.

"I can only cultivate my master's techniques up to the level of severing the Dao, but what should I sever?"

"Sever all emotions like Master?"

"There are countless powerful beings in the starry sky. I have no more attachment to this world. I should cut off my path as soon as possible, go to the starry sky, find him, and help him in any way I can."

Xu Jin has always wanted to help Xu Changqing; it has become an obsession for him. He is determined to do Xu Changqing a great favor.

With that peace of mind, one can stop caring about those stupid things, live a quiet life in seclusion, and slowly pass away alone.

Chapter 54 Journey to the Ancient Holy Spirit Road

Xu Jin assessed his cultivation level. More than a hundred years had passed since the beginning of the Golden Age, and his cultivation was about to reach the Dao Breakthrough stage.

For some unknown reason, his experiences over the past hundred years have been incredibly unlucky, leading him to question the entire world.

Although not as unlucky as Wuqing, it was still enough to break one's spirit, but Xu Jin didn't; he just toughed it out.

Someone revealed that he was Wuqing's disciple, and Xu Changqing's enemies came after him, hunting him down for almost a century.

Whether it was his Daoist partner or various relatives and friends, they all betrayed him because of the bounty.

Having overcome numerous hardships, he has now become one of the strongest among the younger generation, and is among the last group of powerful individuals to embark on the ancient starry road.

"Master said in the scriptures that only the beauty of the world can purify the soul."

Xu Jin now has no choice but to repay Xu Changqing's kindness in spreading the Dao. He discovered a paradise in an ancient book, which is said to have come from the mythical era.

Even in the era before mythology, he dared not enter because his cultivation was insufficient.

Xu Jin couldn't help but recall the day he wanted to repay that woman when he was still a frog, but he had no cultivation and although he had a little bit of intelligence, he was powerless to do so.

That man gave him some cultivation techniques and resources; he was the one who gave him everything. Without him, there would be no Golden Demon today.

When people learned that he was Xu Changqing's disciple, some called him the Golden Demon.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed.

In the starry sky, various great collisions resounded, and geniuses from all walks of life gathered and clashed in the depths of the Emperor's Road. Among them was a goddess woman who was incredibly beautiful and fought against an innate Dao embryo without being defeated.

Unfortunately, none of these people triggered the divine restriction.

Her name, Devourer of Heaven, resounded throughout the entire starry sky. Many divine bodies turned pale at the mention of her name, and countless powerful individuals with special physiques died at her hands. Her presence could be found in various ancient tombs.

The Devourer of Heaven was cold-blooded and specialized in killing cultivators and holy spirits of the Feathered Divine Dynasty, thus offending the guide of the eightieth level of the ancient road.

Relying on the quasi-emperor's weapon, he almost killed the guide. If it weren't for the intervention of the guide from the first human race's trial, the human race would have lost a guide.

Among her generation, no one can match her combat strength and cultivation level; only the older generation can rival her.

A new batch of prodigies embarked on the ancient trial path. Xu Jin, as Xu Changqing's disciple, did not sever his emotions despite his incomplete cultivation of the scriptures. Instead, he sublimated his emotions.

He wanted to cultivate the way of emotions, believing that when all emotions reached their extreme, that was true ruthlessness and rationality.

His approach was completely opposite to Xu Changqing's.

He wants shackles, he wants shackles to bind him, so that he can break free from them and achieve emotional transcendence.

Xu Jin also forged his own path, heading towards the starry sky to search for Xu Changqing.

In the thirty-first year, the starry sky trembled, and rumors spread that Wuqing had fought with Tuntian on the ancient trial road, and Tuntian had almost died at Wuqing's hands; she had lost.

"Ruthless, the greatest enemy of the Emperor's Road. Devouring Heaven is strange and powerful, but Ruthless is simply terrifying. His extreme attack power is as if he is the sky, pressing down on our heads, making it hard to breathe."

Even if thirty-one years have passed and he hasn't appeared, his...

The legend will live on forever.

"Nobody knows where he went or what he's doing."

Many powerful figures discussed the matter, speculating about where Xu Changqing had gone and why there had been no news of him for decades.

But they had no idea that Xu Changqing would spend more than thirty years just healing his injuries.

His injuries were too severe; his very essence was shattered, corroded by the aura of various vengeful spirits, and the divine might of a quasi-emperor was constantly destroying his life force, as if it had been deliberately left behind by Mu Miaomiao's master.

Xu Changqing was initially quite troubled. The vengeful spirits were densely packed, and his wounds were constantly being eroded by the Great Sage Laws. In addition, a wisp of Quasi-Emperor aura was blocking his life force within his body.

In the snowy plains, it sat cross-legged day and night, tending to its own injuries. The gains from that great battle were too rich, and fighting against two Great Sages at the same time made it understand the Great Sages even better.

In the time it took to heal his injuries, he had already broken through several minor realms and reached the eighth level of the Saint King realm.

With each breakthrough, he would use the Heavenly Tribulation to temper himself and eliminate the side effects.

Now, Xu Changqing is exactly four hundred years old and has reached the eighth level of Saint King cultivation.

From the moment he acquired the Ruthless Body, his cultivation speed was incredibly fast. His comprehension of the Great Dao was comparable to that of a Primordial Dao Embryo. He possessed the resilience of a Sacred Body and the speed at which a Primordial Spirit Body could absorb spiritual energy, making breakthroughs in realms as easy as drinking water.

Their strength has increased rapidly.

An endless snow-covered plain stretched out before us, with snowflakes drifting endlessly from the sky. A blizzard raged, whipping up snow particles that obscured our view.

Xu Changqing changed into a silver robe, his long, smooth white hair cascading over his shoulders. He remained silent, exuding an ethereal and otherworldly aura, as if he were a celestial being descended from the heavens.

He used the heavenly tribulation to expel and purify his own demonic energy and resentment. Now, he is like a handsome immortal. His cold and aloof face makes women blush and marvel at his irresistible charm.

"It's time for revenge." Xu Changqing's deep eyes were like the darkest depths under the moon, and the coordinates of the Holy Spirit Ancient Road given to him by the guide appeared in his mind.

He took out a white altar from the sea of ​​suffering. The altar was only one meter in size, just big enough for one person to stand on.

The white altar was covered with dense patterns, and various halos flowed through the patterns like liquid.

This is the Divine Light Platform given to him by the guide in the first level, which can teleport him to a designated city.

Now, Xu Changqing has no idea where this place is, nor does he care.

After activating the Divine Light Platform, he changed his appearance and left the place.

After he left, the icy and snowy land completely exploded and eventually turned into nothingness.

In the deep, dark universe, Xu Changqing traveled alone. He broke away from the ancient path of the human race and used the coordinates of the Divine Light Platform and the Holy Spirit Ancient Path given by the guide to travel all the way.

He didn't encounter any living beings along the way, and he didn't bother to inquire about any information.

Facing the vast starry sky alone, Xu Changqing felt calm and undisturbed. He did not feel lonely because he had become accustomed to it.

A year after leaving the ancient path of humanity, he arrived at the ancient path of trials of the Holy Spirits. He rampaged through the area, attacking any Holy Spirit he encountered, or capturing and keeping any Holy Spirits that had not yet been born.

Because after he takes his revenge, he will go to find the woman in white, obtain the Devouring Heaven Demon Art, and then directly devour these holy spirits.

Behind Xu Changqing's head, a golden halo nearly three meters long floated, filled with dense runes and countless blood-red threads.

However, these blood vessels and threads are not visible unless you look closely, as they are shrouded in golden light.

Furthermore, the divine halo behind him exuded a strange aura, as if it were hated by the heavens.

In the starry sky, a stone path connects countless galaxies, with no end in sight. The Holy Spirit Ancient Path is different from the Human Ancient Path; they do not require much fighting, but only need to move forward and temper their character.

But on this day, they received devastating news.

A white-haired man had a cursed halo of the Holy Spirit appearing behind his head. He killed any Holy Spirit he saw, whether they were born into the world or only at the Bitter Sea Realm.

The ancient path of the Holy Spirit's trials, a river of blood flows, and countless stone heads, their faces filled with terror, rise and fall, flowing from the ancient path into the starry sky.

Chapter 55 Bloodbath at the Holy Spirit Imperial Pass

On his journey of trials by the Holy Spirit, Xu Changqing passed through a city.

This is a colossal stone city suspended in the starry sky. It is gray in color and exudes the charm of the Great Dao. It seems to be a city naturally formed by nature. Various tadpole-like runes spread across the city walls.

A huge gray stone gate was covered with all sorts of strange pictures, including people with three heads and six arms, people with three legs, and portraits with only one arm as thick as a person.

Xu Changqing, with a golden halo behind his head, walked over expressionlessly. Beside him was a colorful starry river, and the city seemed to be immersed in the starry river.

"Boom!"

Without any hesitation, he unleashed his full power and smashed the city gate with a single punch, shattering the gate that could have blocked the Great Sage!

"Who?!"

A furious roar echoed through the city, accompanied by violent fluctuations in the sky and resounding Daoist chants.

This is the first time in the million-year history of the Holy City that someone has smashed down their city gates.

They are the Holy Spirit, born of heaven and earth, blessed by the heavens. How dare they?

A tall figure appeared, most of his body was made of stone, only his head was the same as that of a human, the rest of his body was all blue stone.

Xu Changqing raised his head slightly, looking at the Holy Spirit in the sky who was only at the third level of the Saint King realm. His eyes turned cold, and a cold light flashed in them.

hum!