He was invincible from the beginning of the Heaven-Covering Era.

"Amitabha." On Mount Sumeru in the Western Desert, a golden old monkey with a compassionate expression chanted a Buddhist prayer, its gaze towards the Eastern Wilderness somewhat profound.

In the Qishi Mansion in Zhongzhou, the old mansion master muttered to himself, "So they've started making their move so early? But it seems they provoked you first this time."

Upon sensing this familiar aura, the crane of Beiyuan was greatly surprised and asked, "Didn't the Great Emperor say that it would take at least ten or eight years for the successor of the Chaotic Ancient Dao to break the seal on those two secret artifacts after becoming a saint? How could he do it so quickly? Just how high must his understanding of the Chaotic Ancient Dao be?"

The expressions of the several sages in the Eastern Wilderness were moved. This aura did not have the flavor of the Zhou family's Supreme Yang Scripture, nor the aura of the Supreme Yang Divine Sword. This surprised them greatly. The Zhou family actually had more than one artifact of this level.

"chi"

A blinding golden light tore through the Great Sage's array patterns, swiftly severing the Blood Moon King's head. It then fell into the blood pool, turning it into a boundless black hole, with chaotic energy rising in all directions.

Zhou Qing raised his hand and retrieved the skull of the female saint king that had slipped from the Blood Moon King's hand. Then, he spat out a mouthful of innate Dao fire, which engulfed the Blood Moon King's corpse, turning his body into ashes. The skull, however, gradually transformed into the shape of a cup as it burned.

"Do you also want to become wine glasses?" Zhou Qing's gaze swept over the remaining two Ancestral Kings, causing them to tremble with fear.

Chapter 276 Killing the chicken to scare the monkey

This was an act of giving someone a taste of their own medicine, a blatant act of revenge. Right in front of the entire Blood Moon Clan, they turned their clan leader's skull into a white cup.

The two Ancestral Kings who were swept by Zhou Qing's gaze immediately felt their scalps tingle. They liked to turn other people's skulls into cups, but they had no desire to become cups themselves.

Upon hearing Zhou Qing's words, the two Ancestral Kings shook their heads, then looked at each other. In an instant, their divine senses exchanged countless times, and an eerie light flickered in their eyes.

In fact, even now, neither of the two ancestral kings knows what has happened. They are both bewildered and have no idea why such a powerful enemy has suddenly come to their door.

But now that things have developed to this point, with even the Blood Moon Clan Chief dying at this person's hands, they can only be mortal enemies.

Thinking of this, one of the Ancestral Kings suddenly roared, "How dare a mere human kill the Lord of my Blood Moon Clan! You will surely die here!"

"brush"

A crimson spear, its light as sharp as blood, appeared in his hand. With a single strike, it pierced the sky, transforming into an eternal streak of blood light, stretching for hundreds of miles, with unparalleled sharpness!

This spear was forged from the blood diamond within the Nine Heavens Divine Jade, making it sturdy and indestructible, with a dazzling crimson light. It was perfectly suited to their clan, and he had already refined it to the level of a legendary sacred weapon.

This was an absolutely stunning spear thrust, displaying the might of a sage to the fullest extent, as if it were creating the heavens and the earth, with terrifying waves surging and crashing.

Another ancestral king opened his mouth and spat out a large black seal, which rapidly expanded upon its appearance, filling the sky and unleashing countless rays of divine light before crashing directly down on Zhou Qing.

Heaven and earth trembled, and in a trance, a great destruction of the universe occurred. Earth, wind, water, and fire appeared together under this great seal, their laws intertwined, and a thunderous roar resounded.

Zhou Qing's expression was indifferent. Even without swinging the Chaotic Ancient Sword in his hand, void black holes kept appearing and disappearing around it, repeatedly changing.

With a slight tremor of his sword, a radiant beam of light shot out, intense and dazzling, like a bolt of lightning, easily shattering the two legendary holy weapons opposite him into dust.

After the two sacred weapons shattered, Zhou Qing saw the two Ancestral Kings behind the two sacred weapons jointly holding a palm-sized altar. They disappeared the instant the two sacred weapons shattered.

They were terrified. On the surface, they were going to attack, but in reality, they only wanted to escape and never thought about resisting. Staying here would only mean death, so they might as well escape and preserve their lives.

As for the other Blood Moon Clan members, they didn't care about the lives of the Blood Moon Clan members. In such a life-or-death situation, it was good enough to save their own lives; how could they possibly do anything more?

"Domain Platform." Zhou Qing's expression was calm, as if he wasn't worried at all about letting the two Ancestral Kings go.

Domain platforms are things that only Great Sages can carve. They can break through the void at any time and even cross directly to outer space. No one knows exactly how far such a domain platform can travel, but this is not enough to warrant Zhou Qing's attention.

He took a step to the spot where the two ancestral kings had disappeared, raised the Chaotic Ancient Sword, and slashed down.

"boom"

The past and present are all in chaos; it was originally empty.

Two astonished figures suddenly appeared in the area.

"How could this be? We clearly activated the Domain Platform and arrived in the Western Desert, so why are we suddenly back here?"

The sword light flashed, and even after the two Ancestral Kings' heads fell to the ground and their primordial spirits were cleaved into nothingness by the sword energy, they still couldn't figure out this problem.

At this time, all the ancestral kings of the Blood Moon Clan had died, and everyone in the Blood Moon Clan was in danger and panicked. Many people wanted to rush out desperately.

Long streaks of light flew out from different palaces, frantically fleeing towards the outside of the Blood Moon Clan. Each streak of light was incredibly fast, and some of them were even half-saints, who flew out of Blood Moon Ridge in an instant.

However, the instant his body flew into Blood Moon Ridge, the space in front of him suddenly became layered and ever-changing, as if the space in which his body was located was also constantly changing. Then he found that he had returned to the Blood Moon Clan's palace.

"What is this? A time-space maze? Why can't I escape?" The half-saint was terrified. He tried to fly out of Blood Moon Ridge again, but the result was the same. The moment his body crossed the boundary, he returned to the Blood Moon Clan's territory.

The others, like him, couldn't even fly out of the mountains, and gradually, everyone despaired.

This Blood Moon Ridge was affected by a powerful force. The entire space of the mountain range was manipulated, as if the starting point and the ending point had been connected and turned into a circle. Their continuous flight was just a cycle within this circle.

This was obviously Zhou Qing's doing. It was a very simple spatial maze he set up using the Chaotic Ancient Great Dao. Within the spacetime maze seal of the Chaotic Ancient Sword and Chaotic Ancient Chariot, this was just the most basic one.

"Human Saint, spare us! No matter what, you have killed all our ancestral kings. Can you spare us, the lowest of beings?"

"We will never dare to lay a hand on humans again. Please spare us. We will give you all the treasures in our vault to buy our lives."

"If all else fails, you can kill our entire main branch, but please spare our branch branches so that our Blood Moon Clan can survive!"

One by one, the Blood Moon Clan members knelt on the ground, their bodies trembling, kowtowing repeatedly, begging him to have mercy and spare them.

These ancient races were terrified. They watched as their ancestral king was easily beheaded with a single sword strike, and as their clan leader, who possessed the cultivation of a Saint King, had his skull refined into a white cup. Even the Great Saint array patterns were torn apart with a single sword strike, and the core blood pool turned to ashes. They already sensed the crisis of their clan's annihilation.

Of course, not all Blood Moon Clan members would beg so humbly. Some Blood Moon Clan members, though equally terrified, knew that the Blood Moon Clan would never be spared by the human saints, so they all unleashed their final brilliance.

One by one, the radical Blood Moon Clan members roared, raged, and cursed, rushing towards Zhou Qing like moths to a flame, finally exploding into fireworks, and a rain of blood fell from the sky.

Zhou Qing slowly withdrew his outstretched left fist. These people were truly a bunch of ants; even if they all attacked together, they couldn't withstand a single ordinary attack from him. On the other hand, the fireworks were quite beautiful, at least bringing him some joy.

The remaining Blood Moon Clan members are still begging.

The ancient royal family has completely lost its dignity. Now their lives are in Zhou Qing's hands, and their life or death is entirely up to him.

I'm afraid they would agree to be slaves without hesitation, even if Zhou Qing asked them to. After all, the radical Blood Moon Clan members are all dead, and the remaining ones are terrified and have lost all dignity. They would do anything to survive.

"In the ancient times, did that female saint-king of the human race also beg in this way? But in the end, her head was mercilessly cut off and made into a wine cup. Did those domesticated humans also beg in this way? But it was no use. In their eyes, they were not living beings at all, but just walking food." Zhou Qing thought in a daze, and then his killing intent became even more determined.

The Blood Moon Clan, their hands are all stained with the blood of humans, none of them are innocent, and their deaths are not a pity.

Zhou Qing raised the Chaotic Ancient Sword and lightly slashed it in front of him. In an instant, countless sword shadows swirled in chaos, and the entire space-time was altered. A divine sword appeared in front of the neck of every ancient being, severing their heads as easily as cutting tofu.

He doesn't need to care about distance or direction at all. In the Chaotic Ancient Avenue, front, back, left, right, up, and down are meaningless and can be changed at any time. With a single slash of his sword, he can alter the rules of space, causing everyone to be struck by the sword at the same time.

Blood Moon Ridge is a mountain range said to be stained red with the blood of countless small tribes throughout history. The Blood Moon Clan, who live here, is notorious for their ferocity. In ancient times, they could frighten even a three-year-old child into stopping crying, making them feared by many other tribes.

Now, their own blood is being poured into this mountain range. Headless corpses lie on the Blood Moon Clan's territory, blood gushing out and pooling into small pools in many places.

Unlike the massive core blood pool of the past, the blood in these smaller blood pools does not come from other races, but from the Blood Moon Clan itself, as if telling a tragic story.

Zhou Qing landed at the ruins of the palace where Xuan Tuo had once been, where a silver-haired girl was waiting.

This girl was Lei Ying. Due to the atavism of her bloodline, she was very different from when Zhou Qing first met her more than ten years ago.

Her long, silvery-white hair cascaded down to her waist, shimmering in the sunlight. She possessed a beautiful face and exuded a faint aura of power, a result of the combined influence of her silver blood and her own powerful cultivation.

Her appearance was frozen at the age of eighteen or nineteen, which is the age range that most female cultivators would choose. Princess Shencan's appearance was also at this stage, with a youthful and energetic girlish feeling.

"My Lord, Little Immortal, I knew you would come to save me," Lei Ying said with a grin.

"Don't be so reckless in the future. In the Northern Region these days, if any area experiences an anomaly, ninety-nine percent of the time it's caused by the Primordial Clan," Zhou Qing said softly.

The distribution of the Primordial Race in the Big Dipper is not even. Among the five major domains, only the Eastern Wilderness has the Primordial Race, because this is the place where the ancient emperors speculated to be the starting point of the path to immortality.

In the Eastern Wilderness, 99% of the ancient races reside in the Northern Region, because this is not only the burial place of the Undying Emperor, but also the place where the Fighting Saint Emperor passed away.

Ancient times

One was the one who ushered in an era, and the other was the one who ended it; both met their end in the Northern Region. This led many ancient races to believe that this land was special and that the path to immortality would open in the Northern Region.

Moreover, unlike the desolate Northern Region now, the Northern Region in the Primordial Era was the most prosperous region in the Eastern Wilderness. It was the failure of the Battle Saint Emperor to transform into a Battle Immortal that led to the great changes in the Northern Region. Therefore, most of the Primordial Clan sealed themselves in the Northern Region.

It can be said that all the major human religions living in the Northern Region are on the front line directly facing the Primordial Race, and this is the most intense battleground.

Even Yaochi almost lost its neutrality recently, because an ancient race actually existed in a cave thousands of miles away from Yaochi.

According to the agreement made between the Primordial King and the major human sects in the Primordial Forbidden Zone during the Yaochi Grand Gathering, the area within a radius of 100,000 li where the Primordial King slept would belong to them.

Yaochi almost couldn't sit still, but thankfully it turned out to be just a small tribe, and there was no ancient king sleeping among them. Otherwise, this matter would have put Yaochi in a very difficult position, because they would never move away, and the only option would have been to break the agreement.

However, in Zhou Qing's view, that agreement was meaningless. The ancient king at the Yaochi Grand Gathering even said that all races should coexist, but in the past year, it seems that almost no ancient races really thought that way. They were all secretly studying the human race, and ancient beings would cause trouble from time to time. The letter sent by the Yaochi Grand Gathering was just a piece of waste paper.

Zhou Qing led Lei Ying into the Blood Moon Clan's treasure vault and looted all the divine materials inside. This clan coveted the blood diamonds in the Nine Heavens Divine Jade, and there was more than half a cubic meter of them in the vault.

There are many skulls of saints, and they are not all human skulls. After all, the ancient races were not a single race. The Blood Moon Clan would attack any race. These skulls are very useful, at least they can be used to forge weapons.

After plundering the Blood Moon Clan's treasure trove, Zhou Qing, with Lei Ying in tow, hovered above the Blood Moon Clan's sky, overlooking the land where blood flowed.

He stretched out a hand and grabbed the heads of Xuan Tuo and the other two ancestral kings in front of him, transforming them into Dao fire with the power of a saint. The fire burned fiercely, engulfing everything and dispelling all the blood energy, evil energy, and resentment within.

"If he's not my match while alive, what does it matter if he's dead?" Zhou Qing said coldly. His cultivation was too profound, and the strength of his laws was too high. The resentment that clung to him was purified in no time.

Finally, like the Blood Moon King's skull, these three skulls were gradually refined into white cups as the flames burned.

Zhou Qing placed the cup that Xuan Tuo had transformed into in Lei Ying's hand and said, "If any ancient clans try to capture you in the future, show them this cup and let them know that if they continue to act recklessly, they will end up like Xuan Tuo."

Lei Ying looked at the white cup in her hand. Although it was made from a skull, the cup exuded a sacred aura. Auspicious clouds swirled in the cup, displaying a myriad of colors. The sounds of the Great Dao resonated within the cup, and it even carried a powerful pressure.

The cup cast from the skull of a saint is not merely a way to show off one's achievements; it is indeed a treasure.

The Blood Moon Clan drinks blood from these cups, and the divine energy and essence they obtain from the blood are baptized by the Daoist essence of saints, resulting in unimaginable benefits.

After Lei Ying accepted the Xuan Tuo brand cup, Zhou Qing raised the Chaotic Ancient Sword and slashed it through the void in front of him, cutting out a spatial passage. The two of them stepped directly into it and returned to the Zhou family.

Later, many major human sects and ancient races came to visit Blood Moon Ridge. When they saw the small blood pools formed by the blood of the Blood Moon Clan, they were all horrified.

The Blood Moon Clan was already incredibly ferocious, and their strength was not to be underestimated. Yet now they had been wiped out. No ancient clan was not terrified. The emerging ancient royal families became even more cautious, unwilling to be the first to test the human saint's reaction.

For a long time afterward, whenever a new Primordial Race was born, they would come here to investigate. After seeing the tragic state of the Blood Moon Race, these newly born Primordial Races immediately became much more restrained.

The Blood Moon Clan, one of the most infamous races in the Primordial Era, barely survived the great calamity at the end of the Primordial Era, only to be wiped out when the Primordial Era came into being, leaving all the Primordial races with a sense of dread.

Chapter 277 Immortal Transformation Pool

After bringing Lei Ying back, Wang Shu and Lei Bo were overjoyed and wept tears of joy. They were very grateful to Zhou Qing and also admired him greatly.

That was the ancestral land of an ancient royal family, yet the God Lord had actually barged in and brought everyone back safely. This made them respect Zhou Qing even more.

More than a decade ago, Shizhai was just a small village near Zishan, with only about two hundred people. There were few cultivators in the village, and they were often robbed by bandits from the Northern Region, with no guarantee of their lives.

If it weren't for Master Zhang's renowned ability to locate resources among the dozen or so oases nearby, and the fact that the bandits didn't want to exploit the resources to the point of exhaustion and wanted them to continue supplying them with resources, Shizhai would have been massacred long ago, just like any other ordinary village.

It was Zhou Qing's appearance that not only brought back the Origin Book of the Zhang family ancestors, but also moved their entire village to Lingzhou, one of the ten oases in the Northern Region. They now enjoy a beautiful landscape of green mountains and clear waters, and Zhou Qing also provided them with a lot of living materials and cultivation resources, which made their stone village better and better.

At that time, Wang Shu and Lei Bo were very young, only seven or eight years old, about the same age as Zhou Qing. However, Wang Shu and Lei Bo had no concept of the outside world and were very naive. They could not truly understand how big the difference was between the world Zhou Qing lived in and the world they lived in.

But as Wang Shu and Lei Bo grew up, their bloodlines returned to their ancestral form, their cultivation levels rose, and their understanding of the world broadened, they finally grasped the true extent of Zhou Qing's noble status.