Chapter 483: The Scapegoat
Lian Cangqing's smile became unrestrained and joyful, and her laughter echoed through the surroundings.
Upon hearing this laughter, both Xiao Ai and Ao Tianxing furrowed their brows slightly.
Ao Tianxing stared directly and asked, "Do you know about the inheritance inside?"
Regarding this, Lian Cangqing wore a disdainful expression and said, "Nonsense! I was personally involved in the establishment of the Mermaid Kingdom! I also played a hand in sending the residual divine consciousness of that ancient being there."
"As for the inheritance of that starry sea, it is nothing but worthless rubbish in my eyes. The so-called Way of the Eight Trigrams divination is merely a tasteless chicken rib."
"Without attaining the ultimate state of transcending everything, the Way of Eight Trigrams divination holds limited significance. However, once one reaches the supreme realm of transcending everything, the heavens, earth, mountains, rivers, the past, present, time, space, everything unfolds before one's eyes, easily accessible, easily perused, easily extrapolated."
"Reaching such a state, the Way of Eight Trigrams divination wouldn't amount to much."
Lian Cangqing looked at Ao Tianxing, laughed contemptuously, and said, "It's ridiculous, you foolish dragon, clinging to a tasteless chicken rib for over a thousand years, thinking you've stumbled upon some tremendous advantage… Hahaha… It's truly hilarious. To think that there exists such a foolish person in this world, astonishingly foolish and amusingly foolish."
Lian Cangqing made no effort to conceal her contempt, while Ao Tianxing grew increasingly infuriated and resentful.
"You damn old woman! Shut your mouth!" Ao Tianxing exclaimed angrily. "Since old times, I already found you, this old woman, displeasing! Today, let's settle both new and old grudges together. I'll let you witness whether the Way of Eight Trigrams divination I have comprehended is truly worthless… Prepare to meet your demise!"
Upon the barren wilderness, Ao Tianxing, radiating golden light, roared fiercely and delivered a powerful punch, exclaiming, "Proudly I stand alone!"
Ahead, Lian Cangqing, adorned in a vibrant scarlet bridal gown, smirked disdainfully and retaliated with a wave of her hand, "Foolish fool, you may have inherited that fellow's legacy, but you are still a fool! Today, I will make you understand that even if you were to acquire abundant blessings, deep down, you remain a foolish swine… Witness the mighty palm strike of the Immortal's Wolf Annihilation!"
Under the vast sky, divine radiance burst forth while true energy surged wildly, accompanied by the terrifying sound of explosions echoing for hundreds of miles.
Two reinforcements, who were supposed to go to the Arctic Skyark Palace to exterminate the demonic forces, unexpectedly engaged in a fierce battle without exchanging a single word.
Regarding this matter, the little girl with silver hair and animal ears shook her head in resignation and turned away.
This kind of thing has happened before, there is no need to intervene.
The young girl carried a dark cyan ancient sword on her back and headed towards the north first.
Meanwhile, at the vast sea territory of the South Sea, within the Fire Hating Country, a group of unfamiliar visitors has arrived.
A group of twenty individuals merged into invisible shadows, soaring directly into the most renowned forbidden zone of life within the Fire Hating Country - the Lava Mountains.
The terrifying flames, ignited even with spiritual energy, however, could not harm even a single hair of those present.
Except for a few cultivators with slightly weaker cultivation levels who experienced some torment, everyone else remained unscathed by the raging flames.
They boldly traversed through the intangible flames of spiritual energy and bravely plunged into the even more terrifying molten lava below. Soon, they crossed this magma lake, which could have even burned a cultivator of innate talent alive, and successfully entered into the vast expanse of the underground magma lake.
However, the chaotic scene that appeared before their eyes left everyone stunned.
Corpse…
Blood…
There is also a chilling and dense aura of death…
Before their eyes, within the underground magma lake, lay a scene of unparalleled brutality.
Originally, over a dozen foreign cultivators who were supposed to await reinforcements here have all perished. Their corpses scatter the ground, while blood scatters in the air, creating a striking contrast with the carcasses of the divine beast floating in the magma lake.
The leading supreme god was stunned.
She walked forward in astonishment, standing before the withered lotus flower suspended in the void, wearing a face filled with disbelief.
"Annihilation Buddhist Venerable One…"
All those present recognized the identity of this lotus flower, as it was none other than the divine form of Annihilation Buddhist Venerable One, one of the thirteen Buddhist Venerable Ones of the Earth Spirit Realm.
However, the divine form representing the cultivation of Annihilation Buddhist Venerable One, now withered and devoid of any trace of divine radiance that once brilliantly illuminated the entire Earth Spirit Realm as the youngest Buddhist Venerable One with astonishing talent, quietly perished.
Not even a trace of soul was left behind.
The possibility of even Nirvana rebirth was ruthlessly extinguished by the cruel hand of his killer.
The cultivators all fell into silence.
Everyone silently watched this scene, gazing upon the remains of Annihilation Buddhist Venerable One's physical form, a moment filled with both awe and sorrow, where not a single word was uttered.
An eerie atmosphere enveloped over the heads of the crowd.
It was not until a piercing scream of despair and anguish that the crowd was startled awake.
"Ban Qi!!! No!!!"
The pained wailing, sounded so utterly hysterical.
All the cultivators turned to look, only to witness the female cultivator with the lowest cultivation level in the crowd, now sobbing in agonizing pain, despairingly clutching a blood-drenched severed head and trembling uncontrollably.
Upon that blood-drenched severed head, a visage of ferocious despair and terror contorted, as if witnessing an immensely dreadful sight before its last breath.
However, the soul of the primordial cultivator has already completely dissipated.
Within this severed head, not a trace of breath was left behind.
The perpetrator who killed him actually eradicated his soul without causing any harm to his physical body… Such a terrifying means sent shivers down one's spine.
Everyone was well aware that only the most exceptional divine weapons could achieve such a feat.
Otherwise, even if a formidable master at the innate realm were to be hacked into minced flesh, they could easily regenerate and reconstitute their physical form. However, eradicating the soul in an instant without causing the slightest harm to the body is something that ordinary weapons absolutely cannot accomplish…
The cultivators silently watched the woman holding the severed head, without uttering a word.
Meanwhile, the woman wailed, tightly clutching the head in her arms, crying out in agony with heart-wrenching sorrow.
However, at this moment…
Clang!
With a crisp sword resonance, there was a sudden quiver.
Among the crowd, the Supreme God Xuanjun, whose cultivation surpassed all others, had a subtle change in his gaze and astonishingly intervened, exclaiming, "Step back quickly!"
As she yelled in shock and anger, her spiritual power surged, and a phantom figure of a woman soared beyond the confines of space, appearing behind the female cultivator who held the severed head, reaching out her hand in an attempt to rescue.
However, it was still too late.
From the fearsome visage of Ban Qi, a chilling sword aura suddenly burst forth, engulfing the female cultivator's body in an instant.
Within the radiant swordlight, even the external manifestations of Supreme God Xuanjun had to retreat.
After the dissipation of the swordlight, the woman who was holding the severed head and sitting in the void had become stiff.
The breath of the living vanished from within her.
As a dignified cultivator, an innate cultivator, stood petrified in place with a frozen expression, perishing without any forewarning.
No one could have imagined that within the lifeless head, devoid of any breath, there would be such a dreadful lethal move, instantly claiming the life of the innate cultivator, even Supreme God Xuanjun present could not come to the rescue…
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, the countenance of Supreme God Xuanjun appeared extremely displeased.
She gazed at the motionless corpse of the woman and murmured, "Miasma…"
Staring at the severed head held in the woman's embrace, Supreme God Xuanjun gritted his teeth and exclaimed, "It's the maneuver of the monkey from the Arctic Skyark Palace!"
