As spiritual energy revived, I, having acquired certain attributes, gradually ascended to immortalit

Chapter 156 Celebration

A few seconds later.

The crowd suddenly erupted in commotion. They didn't ask Shen Qing, because of the language barrier, and all looked at Xiao Qi and A Niu.

Did you see it with your own eyes?

"Were all those demons really dealt with?"

"Ah Niu, don't lie to your second aunt, she has a heart condition!"

Ah Niu, in particular, was bombarded with questions, since he was injured and it was possible that he had come into contact with demons.

Besides, children don't lie, do they?

Both of them nodded vigorously.

All those demons were truly dead, or rather, they were easily killed by Shen Qing.

"Thank you, sir!"

The village chief suddenly knelt down, his forehead hitting the ground heavily.

Then, all the villagers knelt down and repeated the village chief's words haltingly.

"Thank you, sir, thank you, sir—"

Only after Shen Qing insisted did the villagers finally stand up, since he saved people just to avoid feeling aggrieved, not out of gratitude.

There is no need to kowtow.

Before long, the village began to liven up, but it was still isolated from the outside world and had been exploited by demons for hundreds of years.

Aside from food that demons weren't interested in, there really wasn't much else, but they still tried their best to decorate with lanterns and streamers.

If that doesn't work, at least stick on a red paper.

After all, it was a nightmare that had haunted the villagers for hundreds of years, and it had finally dissipated, which was something to celebrate.

On the contrary, they are already used to the dead here.

Moreover, this time is different.

Uncle Chen and the others did not die as food for demons, nor were they even haunted in death; they died in resistance.

This was something they never dared to imagine.

As their loved ones died one by one, they were the only ones who survived. This had always been a heavy burden on their hearts, and it was a blessing to be able to remove it before they died.

In the village, some people cried, and some people laughed.

The young man with the missing leg, leaning on a wooden stick, slowly made his way to the village entrance and shouted loudly outside.

"Sister, did you hear that? That man-eating beast is dead! Lord Shen Qing has avenged you!"

As he shouted, he squatted down on the ground, buried his face in his knees, and his shoulders twitched.

No one tried to persuade him, because everyone was busy venting their pent-up emotions of the past few decades.

Shen Qing was not involved.

Putting aside the fact that he doesn't understand the feelings of these villagers, given his current status, if he were to appear, everyone would probably become reserved.

He then returned to the room arranged by the village chief and began to take stock of his gains.

After dealing with those demons, he didn't immediately search for the medicinal herbs in their lair, so he made a special trip there on his way back.

The harvest was quite substantial.

There were forty or fifty spiritual herbs similar to the Blood Essence Fruit, which was definitely a windfall and enough for him to break through to the seventh rank.

However, just as Shen Qing was about to begin his cultivation, there was a knock on the door.

When he opened the door, he saw Xiao Qi, a boy staring at him with big, round eyes full of admiration.

Shen Qing felt a little uneasy under their gaze.

Being stared at like that by a boy felt really creepy. He wasn't some medieval priest who had no particular fondness for little boys.

At Xiao Qi's pleading, Shen Qing had no choice but to temporarily put aside his cultivation plans and take a break.

After all, they had been on edge the whole time since entering the Jue Ling Grassland.

The two arrived at an open space in the center of the village.

It was called a celebration, but it was really nothing more than roasting the rare meat and sharing the blood essence fruit that was offered as tribute.

Although it was daytime, the villagers still lit bonfires.

They said they wanted to burn away all the bad luck under the sunlight, and many people sang tunes around the bonfire, even though Shen Qing couldn't understand them.

He simply leaned against the stone wall, munching on a blood essence fruit.

A few bold young men walked up to Shen Qing and handed him some dried meat, even though such things were insignificant outside.

But this is the last thing they can offer.

After being accepted by Shen Qing, they were all so excited that their faces turned red, as if it were a great honor.

Before long, a pile of food was stacked next to Shen Qing, especially blood essence fruit, as they knew it was useful for those with supernatural abilities.

However, as the lively atmosphere reached its peak, Shen Qing suddenly felt a little dazed. There was no alcohol here. Was it because it was too lively?

The scene before my eyes seemed to be shaking and changing.

No.

Shen Qing suddenly sat up straight.

It wasn't just a feeling; the surrounding scenery was constantly shifting and changing. The stone houses, the campfire, the villagers—everything was gradually losing its color.

He got up and looked around, but there was nothing but white all around him.

Even the magical artifacts can't be summoned!

Then, a moving image appeared out of thin air, gradually becoming clearer, showing two incredibly huge figures.

One side was a demon, its entire body shrouded in a yellowish-brown storm, and with each breath, a tornado would rise around it.

On one side were gigantic humans, wielding giant axes and bathed in a crimson glow.

Two colossal creatures are fighting!

A single strike could pierce through and collapse the ground with a diameter of thousands of miles, shattering the earth and tearing the sky apart—a truly devastating event.

Shen Qing held her breath, her pupils suddenly contracting.

Both of them are at least tens of thousands of meters tall. What does tens of thousands of meters mean? Standing at the deepest part of the ocean, the seawater only covers at most one-third of their bodies.

Even a casual action by either side can cause massive earthquakes and tsunamis within a radius of thousands of miles.

A single strike can destroy a nation.

No, they're not even on the same level.

The battle lasted for an unknown period of time, and ultimately ended with the victory of the one with supernatural powers.

The demon's enormous body collapsed to the ground, and the shockwave it generated spread for an unknown distance, leveling everything in sight.

Then, at a speed visible to the naked eye, it transformed into a vast expanse of land, upon which familiar giant grasses began to grow, swaying in the wind.

"The Absolute Spirit Grassland?" Shen Qing was taken aback.

He was all too familiar with this scene. Wasn't it the grassy forest outside that could isolate spiritual energy? It turned out to be the corpse of this demon.

However, the supernatural being was also seriously injured and was at his last gasp.

He knelt on the ground, leaning on his giant axe, half of his body exposed as white bone, his whole body glowing dimly with blood, the blood flowing out forming a river of blood.

The image freezes at this moment.

"What level of demons and supernatural beings are these?"

Shen Qing subconsciously muttered to himself, realizing that the strength of both sides in the scene had exceeded his comprehension.

He couldn't even imagine what would happen if it happened outside.

"This is the reason why this cave-like space was formed."

A voice suddenly rang out from behind, "During the millennium when demons were vanquished, the sage led five disciples to suppress all the demons in the world."

This was the battle between the sage's third disciple, a second-rank supernatural being, and a great demon king, a battle that nearly shattered an entire area.

Saint, a familiar title.

If even one of their disciples is this powerful, how powerful must the sage himself be?

The thought flashed through his mind, and upon hearing that familiar voice, Shen Qing turned his head sharply.