Chapter 700 - 700 Red Spirit Monarch (3)

Chapter 700 - 700 Red Spirit Monarch (3)

700 Red Spirit Monarch (3)
However, after these black snow transformed into spells, their might was very strong. This was especially so when a large number of snowflakes combined.
“It contains some kind of unstable chaotic power that is filled with malice and is guiding these snowflakes to fuse together…”
As Xu Qing pondered, he tried to collect some. After that, he headed to other areas.
He wanted to sense the rhombus-shaped magic artifacts in the sky and see if it was like the black snow.
However, the magic artifacts were too big a target and the danger level was extremely high.
Hence, Xu Qing’s target was the harvesters.
He rushed toward a harvester that was fighting against a war puppet in the distance.
As for the anomalous substances on the battlefield, Xu Qing also observed them.
“These are active anomalous substances. They aren’t emitted from the forbidden region but were manufactured by someone!”
Xu Qing narrowed his eyes and his shadow spread out, crazily absorbing the anomalous substances in the surroundings.
To the shadow, active anomalous substances were clearly more suitable for growth.
At the same time, the Diamond Sect’s ancestor also flew out and moved around Xu Qing, protecting him.
As he moved forward, the slaughter continued.
There were too many Holy Wave Race members on the battlefield. As Xu Qing shuttled rapidly, blood gradually invaded his Daoist robe. Even more splashed on his face and hands and dripped down to the ground.
Time slowly passed. Wherever Xu Qing passed, corpses would fall.
He was very cautious. Even though his eyes were red, he was still calm and didn’t stay in one location for too long. Whenever he noticed the appearance of Spirit Repository experts, he would flee immediately.
Just like that, not long later, Xu Qing finally approached the place where a war puppet was fighting against a harvester.
After being on the battlefield for a long time, Xu Qing also sensed the difficulty of human cultivators.
This was because here, the deafening rumbling was much stronger than in the range of the golden net, drowning out all the mournful cries.
After a long time, both sides who were fighting instinctively became deaf.
They couldn’t hear the screams of others or their own wails.
After a person lost their hearing, two contradictory perceptions would overlap in their minds. On the one hand, the battlefield in their eyes turned infinitely vast and extremely tragic.
On the other hand, in their perception, they became extremely insignificant because they couldn’t hear anyone’s voice.
This state would make one more focused on killing, but at the same time, it would also cause one’s mind to be on the verge of collapse.
Xu Qing had seen many such people on his way, especially on the corpses. Some of them instinctively pressed their ears at the moment of death, not wanting to listen to the endless rumbling.
This was the case for both the human race and the Holy Wave Race.
At that moment, under Xu Qing’s feet was such a damaged corpse.
After taking a glance, he silently retracted his gaze and stared at the fight between the harvester and the war puppet. Their battle was coming to an end and the war puppet had the advantage.
Both sides were hundreds of feet tall. The puppets in Fenghai County were in human form and the harvesters were in the form of mantises. Their attacks were extremely savage. Every time they bombarded each other, flesh and blood would fly everywhere or a large number of puppets would collapse.
The range of the impact wasn’t small. The combat strength they displayed had already surpassed the Nascent Soul realm and reached the level of the Spirit Repository.
On the battlefield, half of the ten thousand war puppets and those harvesters were either dead or injured.
Very soon, the battle that had been going on for a long time ended. The war puppet of Fenghai County finally blasted the harvester apart. After it shattered into pieces, it didn’t stop at all and quickly left.
Xu Qing immediately stepped forward and arrived in front of a piece of harvester’s flesh. He sensed the remaining aura inside and very soon, he sensed that it indeed contained the power of the Red Moon. Moreover, it was clearly denser than in the black snow.
Xu Qing’s eyes narrowed. Just as he was about to carefully sense it again, a drastic change suddenly occurred on the battlefield!
The Palace Master’s voice carried an unprecedented solemnity that echoed through the battlefield.
“All armies, return immediately!!”
Almost at the instant the Palace Master’s voice rang out, the sky changed color. A shocking explosion that surpassed the operation of the war magic artifacts rang out from the vortex in the sky.
This sound was too loud and suppressed everything, causing the cultivators on both sides of the battlefield to seem to have regained their hearing.
Peng peng!
Peng peng!
Peng peng!
A majestic sound that was like a heartbeat rang out from the huge vortex in the sky. As it resounded through the world, a huge eye directly appeared from the vortex.
This eye was grayish-white and lifeless, filled with death. The instant it appeared, a dense aura of death spread out from it, enveloping the battlefield.
At the next instant, the huge eye suddenly rushed out. Immediately, the vortex in the sky that wasn’t small was directly opened and a red head flew out!
That wasn’t a human head but a red bird head!
It only had a head but no body.
There was a neat incision on the neck of this bird head, as though someone had cut it off with a sharp blade when it was alive.
This bird’s head was too big. Compared to it, Qingqin’s body was like that of a child compared to an adult.
It immediately occupied more than half of the sky. In the dead eye was a huge emperor’s throne!
There was a person sitting on it.
This person wore a royal robe and an emperor’s crown. His face was covered by bead curtains and his appearance couldn’t be seen clearly. However, there was an earth-shattering pressure that swept in all directions like a storm.
That terrifying bird head was only his carriage.
The Holy Wave Race cultivators on the battlefield were filled with excitement and awe as they witnessed this scene, immediately dropping to their knees in reverence.