“The Holy Demon Genesis ——”
Qing Yu waved his hand and beckoned out another Saint Demon Yuan Tirth, the body of the red-haired king, within the system space.
Another Saint Demon Yuan Tire, but not a complete Saint Demon Yuan Tire.
The Holy Demon Tirth that Qing Yu had obtained was a newly born vessel with a complete two bodies and three souls. This one, on the other hand, was already a long-grown body with a consciousness of its own.
Therefore, Qing Yu only obtained the two bodies, but not the three souls. And ——
“Since Zhu Wu has fused the two bodies and three souls, so even if the three souls are removed, this two bodies are still out of the fused state.” Qing Yu said to himself.
In other words, the convenience of the Holy Devil Yuan Tirth could not be manifested, but due to the fusion of the two bodies, it was still better than Qing Yu’s separate one in terms of strength.
“A new body, if my third soul hadn’t entered the body of Feng Jiu, I could have used this body,” Qing Yu rubbed his chin and said to himself, “but it’s not useless now.”
The Holy Devil Yuan Tirth itself was born as a vessel for the Abandoned Heavenly Emperor, and was able to fuse and switch with other bodies. Qing Yu could unite this one body with his own, and when he was attacked with certain death or serious injury, he could take this body to replace his life.
In short, it is a nest egg. When one life dies, there is still a life inside, which is equivalent to an extra life for Qing Yu to squander.
“I can also retrieve the other half-body, and the two bodies are always united to ensure the strongest state. The other identity is maintained by this body.”
In any case, acquiring this Saint Demon Yuanbao would be profitable without loss. Even if this Yuan Tirth was incomplete, its six-star essence would not change. Qing Yu had still made a great profit.
Of course, the biggest gain was not the icing on the cake, but the martial arts that he had obtained from Zhu Wu.
Reverse Demon Origin, and God’s Move.
Either one of these two was a martial art that could be called a six-star martial art, and even at a realm like Qing Yu’s, he was unable to understand these two martial arts in a short period of time.
It was even possible that he had not yet reached the threshold of cultivation. Perhaps Qing Yu would be like Silver Festive Zhu Wu, who could only cultivate the abbreviated versions of Reverse Demon Origin and God’s Move.
“It’s time for another retreat.”
Qing Yu let out a slight sigh and closed the doors of the Taiji Hall, leaving the large hall slowly shrouded in mists.
And outside the hall, outside the entire True Martial Gate, the white mist also began to gradually thicken until it enveloped all seven peaks of True Martial.
From today onwards, the True Martial Sect will also be sheltered in the secret realm, and although it will be possible to enter and exit, it will no longer be as free as it was in the past.
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“How could he do that? How could he possibly abandon the foundation of the Daoist sect?”
The black-robed man was a mile away from the True Martial Gate, watching with his own eyes as it was shrouded in mist, and could not help but grit his teeth and hiss, his face under the hood filled with disbelief.
To fuse with the secret realm was tantamount to shunning the world and isolating oneself from the outside world. The black-robed man did not know that Qing Yu had the means to control the secret realm, making it like a large formation under his control, so he thought that Qing Yu had given up the outside world and let the True Martial Sect hide in the secret realm.
“No, there is still a chance, there is still a chance ——” After disbelief, the black-robed man murmured again, “The secret realm can be broken, and Qing Yu will find it difficult to resist a strong attack from a supreme being unless he disintegrates himself. So, there is still a chance!”
“I heard that the battle at the southern border was so fierce that Qing Yu might have suffered an injury that is difficult to heal and is now taking refuge to heal. This is a chance!”
It immediately occurred to the black-robed man that this might be a good opportunity.
Qing Yu was seriously injured, injured to the point where he had to take refuge to heal his wounds. Under such circumstances, Qing Yu’s foundation, which belonged to the head of the Daoist sect, and the Northern Zhou, although not so weak as to be as weak as a lamb, had undoubtedly been greatly weakened.
Many would have thought that the strength of the Northern Zhou was the result of the union of the strongest men, the strength of the three parties: the Northern Zhou court, the Mountain River Academy and the Devil’s Way, but the black-robed man, who had learned a great deal from the Daoist Ancestor, knew that the core of the Northern Zhou might be Qing Yu, the head of the Daoist Sect, who had remained in the territory of Great Qian.
Qing Yu had been behind the scenes controlling the Northern Zhou, driving it to conquer and take greater places of roots. Qing Yu’s roots were never the Daoist clan, but the Northern Zhou.
And now was an excellent opportunity, a chance to attack Qing Yu’s foundation while he was healing.
Stir up the Daoist Sect, attack the Northern Zhou, and greatly weaken Qing Yu’s foundation. Even to the extent that the damage is done, it may force Qing Yu to come out of seclusion early.
Wouldn’t that be a beautiful thing to do?
The black-robed man instantly figured out his plan, and his ability to make up for it would put Qing Yu to shame if he were to learn of it.
However, this brainstorming was also justified and convincing. At least the black-robed man was convinced.
Even if it was a lie, Qing Yu’s inability to appear now would not be a lie, right? Even if he couldn’t do anything about it, he could still take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble in the Daoist sect.
So, the black-robed man is about to make his move.
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Nearby, the black-robed men spectated the True Martial Sect’s shunning, while people from other powers, one after another, also noticed the situation.
All the parties who had been directly involved in the battle of the Southern Border scoffed at the True Martial Sect’s closure. They knew that although Qing Yu had difficulty in defeating the Six Emperors and was the underdog in the battle, his own injuries were definitely not that deep.
With Qing Yu’s recovery power, even if he was seriously injured, he would have recovered almost as much in a few days. If not, he would not have been reduced to the extent of closing down the mountain to avoid the world.
This little fox must be up to something again!
This was the consensus of the Great Witch Priest, Da Qian, and the Blade God who had participated in the Battle of the Southern Border.
So, apart from certain people who were secretly active, the other forces actually tacitly subsided and secretly rested and recuperated.
After all, the battle of the Southern Border was a triple defeat, with the Great Qian, the Nine Heavens and the Southern Border all suffering greatly. Although Great Qian was the big winner, having gained the battle body of the Interligator Clan, it also lost two of its Tong Shen realm combatants, had one of its human emperor’s spirits destroyed, and had to face the backlash of the Interligator Clan’s battle intent, so it was only a miserable victory.
Anyway, apart from the East China Sea, where the war is still raging, the rest of the world has finally settled down a little.
The year pa*sed under such a strange calm.
Even the south was hit by a once-in-a-century snowstorm, and the whole world was decorated with snowflakes, and everywhere was covered in silver.
“Boom…”
A thunderbolt came out of nowhere in the snowy sky of the eastern state, the lightning shone on the snowy clouds and struck the snow, leaving scorch marks.
“Winter thunder and lightning, an ill omen.”
The pure white figure stepped forward and looked at the scorch marks on the ground and said.
Winter thunder strikes the snow, foretelling a future snowstorm, and is therefore regarded by the ancients as an omen of ill fortune. Of course the reason why Qing Yu considered this omen to be unlucky was not because of this winter thunder.
After all, although winter thunder is rare, there are always a few times over the years, especially in the north.
But now, in the eastern part of the country, there is a continuous snowstorm, with a foot and a half of snow on the ground, which in itself is indisputably a heavy snowfall.
Does this mean that the current snowstorm will be nothing more than a minor one in the snowstorm to come?
“Dongzhou is located in the south, itself a warm climate, in previous years there was not even snow. Now that the people are unprepared for the snowstorm, I am afraid that some of them have already been frozen to death. If there is another snowstorm after that, the number of people who will die will have to multiply.”
Qing Yu looked at the goose feather snow falling beside him and said, “They say that a bountiful year is brought about by the snow, but this year’s snow, ah, is undoubtedly bringing about a year of disaster.”
The land of Eastern China is only a microcosm of the South, and there is no telling how many people will die from this snow. I am afraid that the number of people who died in this snow alone would be enough to fight a war.
“It’s really a familiar sight.”
Qing Yu looked up at the sky, and a rare look of sentimentality appeared in his eyes.
He remembered that it was during that snowstorm that he had awakened to the memories of his previous life more than twenty years ago. Under the first rays of the morning sun, Qingyu, then a young child, struggled to crawl out from under the eaves of the town’s residents before he was saved from being buried by the snow falling from the roof.
The memories of that time have not blurred with the pa*sage of time, but instead are firmly engraved in the mind as the realm grows deeper.
“What a long time to remember ——”
“Boom-”
As he was feeling nostalgic, a thunderbolt came straight down, hitting Qing Yu who was looking up at the sky.
“Zira Zira ——”
The lightning flashed, but Qing Yu, who was struck by the lightning, was unharmed. This is of course, if Qing Yu would be struck by lightning, the whole world would be laughing.
“It’s really unpredictable.” Qing Yu once again let out an exclamation.
Was this thunder a coincidence? Perhaps it was, after all, Seifu was standing near the point where the previous thunder fell.
But in Qing Yu’s opinion, it was not a coincidence, but a real thunderbolt from heaven.
The legend says that sooner or later, the most treacherous and wicked people will be condemned by the heavens, and Qing Yu is now enjoying the vip treatment of the wicked.
After all, this was a villain who had made the Heavenly Dao blacklist.
And Qing Yu, who had enjoyed a handful of heavenly strikes, was at this moment revealing a smile, “I see it ah.”
When the lightning strike was approaching, Qing Yu was the one who, at that moment, saw a hint of an omen through the chaos of the heavens.
“The Sixth Generation Heavenly Demon, the last Qi of the Heavenly Demon, will soon be coming out.”
Because of the rise of the Killing Tribulation, because of the ma*sive loss of life over these days, the last of the Most Ferocious Heavenly Demons was finally about to enter the world.
It was not just a strange movement like before, but a real rhythm of entering the world.
After more than nine hundred years, after the Ten Thousand Tribulation Heavenly Demons, another Heavenly Demon was finally going to be born.
At this moment, not only Qing Yu, but also the other possessors of the Heavenly Demon Qi were also touched. It was just that they didn’t know anything about celestial magic and had no idea about it, so they only had a sudden feeling in their hearts.
“This year is indeed a year of calamity. How can there be no disaster when a heavenly demon is born?”
It was a year of calamity, yes, but for Qing Yu, it was a year of extraordinary significance. This was the year when the sixth heavenly demon was born, and Qing Yu would be the contender, competing with others who had a desire to be a heavenly demon.
