I ascended to godhood through the 100-ton King Martial Arts.

Chapter 93 Evil God's Corruption, Old Master's Fake Death?

The idiom "killing the goose that lays the golden eggs" came about.

Many things that I didn't understand were explained.

Wang Feng remained silent for a moment, then hesitated before asking, "Why have I never heard of the succession of immortals?"

"Because you're like a frog in a well, you've taken those so-called immortals as the only answer!"

Shen Linyuan sneered: "Do you really think immortals are immortal? When someone is normally replaced, they won't harvest the neighbor's crops along with them. That only happens when all the neighbors are in trouble and everyone has to run away together."

He stood up and tossed out a photo stone.

Accompanying image projection.

A colossal city came into view.

Beneath the towering walls, the colossal city rises into the clouds, nestled against the mountains and bordered by the river. The radiant city walls stretch like ribbons, and the towers pierce the sky with beams of light. The barbican guards the city, its battlements staggered, forming an inverted oval halo that locks in countless surging white mists.

In the white mist.

Countless tiny, ant-like figures wriggled and screamed as they were grabbed by soft tentacles hanging down from the unknown void and dragged into the clouds.

Occasionally, light and shadow tremble, revealing a vast, bizarre, sinister, and distorted unknowable and invisible outline.

Even the projection of a photo through a photo stone.

Just a glimpse of its outline, and all those present felt as if countless tentacles were caressing their souls, and unknown whispers echoed in their ears...

With the echoing murmurs.

Their bodies were uncontrollably starting to mutate.

"snort!"

Shen Linyuan snorted, and the sound of thunder echoed throughout the tent.

Li Tianyi and Wang Feng snapped out of their daze in terror, shaking off the whispers in the void, and their writhing bodies stopped their mutated state.

They lowered their heads in horror, not daring to look at the silhouette left in the photograph.

Li Qingshan didn't feel anything unusual.

He had been thinking about whether this giant city was the same prefecture city his grandfather had fled from.

The hundred-foot city wall was indeed as described.

The exaggeratedly high city walls that remain were actually built to defend against internal threats.

I imagine that the city wall of Qingyuan County, which is over ten zhang high, is probably similar.

As for the slight visual pollution, its impact on Li Qingshan's mind was similar to a gentle breeze, and it did not shake his unwavering will.

"Elder Shen, what is this? We've only caught a glimpse of its outline in the image, and we're already almost corrupted and mutated!!!"

Li Tianyi's voice was suppressed and low.

He was very familiar with the giant city depicted in the photograph.

Because that city was once a sacred place in his heart, and also his pursuit and goal in his youth.

Shen Linyuan retrieved the recording stone and sighed, "This is an evil god from another realm."

Decades ago, the city of Youfu fell to the enemy.

This photographic stone is a remnant from that time, capturing a few outlines and an eerie image of that foreign evil god.

"The prefectural city, not only has a Divine Power Realm expert in charge, but it can also open a passage for immortals to descend, yet it still fell. I don't need to say more about what's going on, do I?"

As he spoke, he glanced at Li Tianyi of the Blood Fiend Sect: "Li kid, what's on your mind?"

Li Tianyi clenched his fist: "This is the Juque City in the prefecture. It is one of the upper sects of my Blood Fiend Sect. After the Juque City incident, my Blood Fiend Sect kept a low profile for a long time. It was only after being protected by a new upper sect that we were able to recover."

He looked up, somewhat incredulous, and said, "Could it be that the loss of contact with the immortals of my Blood Fiend Sect is related to the invasion of that foreign evil god decades ago?"

In terms of time, the two occurred one after the other.

The difference is only a little over ten years.

What a coincidence!

Shen Linyuan nodded: "That's about right."

I have special sources of information. I only know that an immortal descended at that time and severely injured the evil god's projection. I managed to hold out until the Dharma Aspect powerhouse of the Martial Alliance arrived before I could escape back.

You all saw the photos we just took; the pollution was terrifying...

Looking back now, it must be that the immortal who escaped back had been corrupted and subsequently severely damaged or even annihilated the immortal sect behind the Blood Fiend Sect.

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Wang Feng also seemed to be deep in thought: "If those immortals also exist in the form of lineages and sects, perhaps the distance between our three sects is actually quite close..."

Shen Linyuan shook his head: "I don't know about that, but my Iron Leg Sect is special. Our sect leader is a bloodline cultivator, which is definitely different from your two sects."

He stood up: "Alright, everything that needed to be said has been said, and everything that needed to be understood, I understand. From now on, our three factions will proceed as follows..."

After a series of secret explanations.

Led by their respective leaders, the three factions began to break camp and leave.

On the way back.

Shen Linyuan called Li Qingshan aside and said, "Qingshan, the arrangement just now was something I used to fool those two. No matter the outcome, this small world is destined to fall. We should deal with what needs to be done within the Bitter Realm, and make arrangements for what needs to be made outside the Bitter Realm..."

Li Qingshan nodded.

I really should go back.

As for the arrangements within the territory of Kuli... it's nothing more than killing the goose that lays the golden eggs.

Return to base camp.

Shen Linyuan and Li Qingshan returned to Guixu immediately.

Shen Linyuan headed straight for the Demon Suppression Tower.

Jiu San, that unlucky fellow, is still in the Demon Suppression Tower, transforming into a true abyssal life form. If he isn't saved soon, everyone will want to kill him.

Li Qingshan then flew towards Li Family Fortress.

Feeling the constraints around him, he frowned slightly: "The rules of the Void are not apparent, and the energy of heaven and earth is condensed. Flying in this place is like moving in glue; it's really difficult..."

The force field of the Meridian Opening Realm was completely destroyed in the Ruins of Return.

To fly, one must consume true energy.

Even so, the energy consumption is several times, or even more than ten times, that of the Bitter Realm Small World.

After thinking about it, Li Qingshan simply gave up on the method of flying with true qi.

A layer of martial intent enveloped his body, eliminating the impact of the recoil. He ignited the [Hundred-Ton King Charge], and as he fell, azure true energy condensed from his toes, transforming into a pedal that propelled him forward like a fighter jet.

In an instant.

Li Qingshan transformed himself into a pulse engine, maintaining twice the speed of sound in the air, and flew with ease and comfort.

That is, when the sound is muted.

It consumed too much of my martial arts spirit.

"This isn't as satisfying as wriggling in the shadows using supernatural powers..."

Li Qingshan laughed heartily.

In just a few breaths, he was far from Qingyuan County and arrived over Lijiabao.

A quick glance.

All the changes in Lijiabao came to mind.

They hadn't been gone for very long.

Compared to before, Lijiabao only has fewer traces left over from Xijiabao.

Other changes are minor.

Li Qingshan was too lazy to disturb the rest of the clansmen.

He sensed and locked onto Li Tie, who was training hard on the training ground, and communicated with him telepathically.

moment.

Li Tie left Lijiabao and went outside.

Li Qingshan landed slowly.

It's been a while since I've seen you.

Li Tie's height has shrunk from about ten feet to about two meters. Although he still looks tall, he at least looks somewhat like he used to.

In addition, she has become more composed and reserved in her demeanor.

It can only be said that money and power can support people.

Upon seeing Li Qingshan, Li Tie was overjoyed: "Qingshan, your sect's elders suddenly came to our door earlier, indicating that our Li family should be prepared to evacuate at any time. I was worried that something might have happened to you."

Li Qingshan nodded: "There have been some changes, but nothing serious. Let's go see Grandpa."

When his grandfather was mentioned, Li Tie's expression became more somber.

He nodded and led the way.

The Li family's rise to power was actually very short-lived; before that, they were just an ordinary small rural family. Although some family members died unexpectedly or their wives and children died during childbirth, the number was small.

After moving to Lijiabao.

Those people's graves were also moved here.

Now the Li family has specially chosen a quiet place to use as their ancestral grave.

Old Master Li was naturally among them.

The ancestral graves are in the mountains.

Li Tie possessed three martial bone supernatural abilities, and with the continuous support of resources, he achieved the cultivation level of two physical transformations.

The mountain road, which is only a dozen miles long, is nothing special.

Not long after.

The two arrived at a small hill enclosed by a fence.

There were also some people dressed as servants of the Li family patrolling around to prevent any fools from going up the mountain and disturbing the peace of the deceased.

Li Tie dismissed the servants and guards who came forward to pay their respects, slowed down, and led Li Qingshan to a relatively unassuming burial mound.

In front of this mound, there is a smaller grave.

Looking at the tombstone, it was Li Qingshan's grandmother, whom he barely remembered.

Li Tie explained, "The old man is inside. He doesn't like to be high-profile; he just wanted the tombstone to face the direction he came from..."

Li Qingshan looked in the direction of the tombstone, but there was another mountain.

That's the road the old man came from.

Thinking about how the old man had an older sister...

Although the other party is probably long dead, they may have left behind descendants.

If you have time, you should still go and look for it.

Li Qingshan pulled himself out of his thoughts, took out the incense and paper money he had prepared in advance from his spatial ring, and began to worship and kowtow.

In the realm of suffering, his dimensional eye could occasionally see creatures like vengeful spirits.

But in Guixu, you almost never see anything that resembles a ghost.

Li Qingshan hadn't thought much about this before.

Now that he knew that Guixu also had a sacrificial tower that could devour the fragments of rules that were conceived within the bodies of the dead, he felt a strange mix of emotions.

Subconsciously.

His senses lingered, seeking information about the old man's body.

next moment.

Li Qingshan's expression changed slightly.

There were burial items in the coffin, but no corpse!

Not only were there no bodies!

Within the old man's grave mound, there still lingers an extremely eerie aura of death.

Through their keen perception, they realized that although the soil beneath their feet had been compacted again during each ritual, it was still different in terms of looseness from the surrounding soil.

Furthermore, there were signs of opening and closing on the coffin.

Considering that there was no soil residue in the coffin.

Li Qingshan automatically pictured the scene in his mind: the soil parting to reveal the coffin, the old man crawling out, and then carefully restoring everything back to normal.

aside.

Seeing the change in his expression, Li Tie assumed that Li Qingshan was in a bad mood, so he comforted him, "The old man left with a smile."

For ordinary people who do not practice martial arts, living to fifty is considered a long life.

The old man was an ordinary person who suffered so much in his early years, which weakened his health. He passed away at nearly seventy years old, which can be considered a happy death.

Don't worry about it.

Li Qingshan shook his head.

He doesn't care at all.

Looking at that familiar deathly aura, it was clear that he had been deceived by the old man before.

The old man faked his death!

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