The land of Culmination was vast. A sword light flashed across the horizon, heading toward Chang 'an City.
The light broke through the clouds, leaving a long trail behind it. It was so fast that one couldn't see its body, only a stream of light.
However, the person controlling the light had no intention of concealing his aura. Thus, anyone who saw it was able to feel that it was as if a sword was piercing through the clouds and flying toward them.
Fierce, sharp, and domineering.
Amidst the light, Li Qiubai's heart grew heavier, and his eyes lowered.
Mountains and rivers were beneath him. The meandering rivers were like blood vessels, and the undulating peaks were like spines.
But in his eyes, it was as if these things didn't exist.
Just now, he wanted to use Qing City's teleportation array to go to Summer Province, where Chang 'an City was, but he found that the teleportation arrays in Summer Province had all stopped working.
For some reason, there was no warning!
Combining this with the previous news, he instantly came to a conclusion …
King Qing was about to begin!
Those who abandon me, yesterday's day cannot be left behind.
Those who disturb my heart, today's day will be filled with worries.
Chang 'an's sword immortals, even if they were immortals, could not escape the restraints of those beside the mountain.
His heart was in chaos.
.....
There was no wind in Chang 'an today.
Xiang Long Manor.
A middle-aged man slowly walked out of the manor amidst the evening drums and morning bells.
The scarlet cloak he wore fluttered in the wind, as if telling the people of this city that something big was about to happen.
"Your Excellency King Qing, you can't leave the manor so easily during this time." The middle-aged man had just walked out of the door when an Chang 'an Guard in silver Daoist armor stepped forward.
King Qing didn't come to Chang 'an to play, but to be investigated.
Before the results of the investigation came to light, or without Xia Hou's permission, he couldn't leave the manor so easily.
"Hm?" King Qing glanced at the Chang 'an Guard cultivator who stepped forward to stop him, his face expressionless.
"This is His Excellency's order." Under the Martial Emperor's power, the Chang 'an Guard cultivator, whose cultivation was only at Tier Seven, felt his heart tremble, but he still gritted his teeth and said.
"Ah!" The next moment, the Chang 'an Guard cultivator let out a miserable cry.
King Qing's right hand arrived in an instant, grabbing the cultivator's body with his palm. With a sudden squeeze, the cultivator's head immediately shattered, and his Nascent Spirit flew out, scattered by King Qing's vigorous Blood Qi.
Twirl!
Soon after, wisps of blood suddenly flowed out from the Chang 'an Guard cultivator's body, gathering towards Prince Qing's palm. The wisps of blood quickly condensed into a scarlet drop of blood.
As for his body, after his Blood Essence was extracted, it rapidly withered and turned into a dried corpse.
This scene was incomparably similar to the bloody disaster in Zhenjiang City back then. It was as if it had been replicated.
Looking at the drop of scarlet blood in his palm, Prince Qing's eyes flashed with greed.
It's not enough, it's not enough. It's still far from enough.
However, if he massacred everyone in Chang 'an, the amount of essence and blood he could collect should be enough.
At that time, even if he was unable to break through to the Ancestor realm, becoming a Half-Martial Ancestor would not be a problem.
Finally, he raised his narrow, long, and fierce phoenix shaped eyes, and then he took a step into the air and ascended the stairs.
Blood Qi surged beneath his feet.
"Li Qiubai, you are a sword immortal. I am a Martial Emperor."
"We are both Venerable cultivators. Your life has been smooth sailing. With just a sword, you can cut through mountains and cut rivers. Although it's commendable, you still lack some experience."
"On the other hand, I am good at scheming and have been planning for ten thousand years. Li Qiubai, why don't you fall into my trap?"
"Today, I will not only take you into account, but also everyone in the world, including Giant Spirit Xuanzun."
With every step he took, a word fell in his heart.
When all the words in his heart fell, he was already high in the sky, looking around, and suddenly releasing his aura.
It had the invincible domineering aura of a body cultivator and the awe-inspiring arrogance of a noble. It was a magnificent sight.
Prince Qing of the Da Xia Kingdom, Xia Qing!
A gust of wind suddenly rose in the windless Chang 'an.
It whistled past.
The wind rose in Chang 'an.
A wisp of fog appeared in the huge Chang 'an City.
The source of the fog appeared in Xiang Long's mansion and spread in an instant, covering the entire Chang 'an City in the blink of an eye.
Within the numerous mansions and quiet rooms within the city, countless cultivators who were either immersed in cultivation, refining magical artifacts, or refining medicinal pills suddenly sensed an extremely terrifying aura, and they raised their heads in panic and fear.
In the next moment, thick black fog seeped out from the surrounding walls and ground, instantly enveloping their bodies.
Then, they found that they seemed to have fallen into a swamp and could not move at all.
Fine strands of blood seeped out of their bodies and merged into the mist.
As the blood vessels flowed out, their skin gradually dried up, the color on their faces gradually faded, and their consciousness gradually blurred.
The blood vessels that were extracted were their vitality and blood essence. Once their blood essence was depleted, their lives would also disappear.
In the sky.
At this moment, a burly figure appeared beside Prince Qing.
It was a green giant whose eyes flashed with blue light. The black fog had come from him.
In front of the two of them, there was a huge ball of blood that kept spinning.
Countless blood vessels surged from all directions in the huge Chang 'an City and gathered into the ball of blood.
"Xuan Zun." Prince Qing looked at the green giant and suddenly smiled. "There shouldn't be a problem, right?"
The green giant was the strongest of the Demons. He was the leader of the Four Venerables of the Abyss Tianmen Region who Prince Qing had personally led into the Human Realm, Xuan Zun!
Xuan Zun reached out with one hand. Wisps of fog gushed out from his palm and spread out like dragons, covering the entire Chang 'an City.
"It's just a mere Chang 'an City. As long as no Venerable cultivator appears, it's just a toy in my hands." Xuan Zun smiled sinisterly.
"That's good." Prince Qing nodded in relief and revealed a cruel smile. "There are no Venerable cultivators in Chang 'an City. Even if there were, I can stop them."
At this moment, the black fog covered Chang 'an City, making it look like a ghost town.
Chang 'an City was shrouded in fog.
The blood essence of all living creatures in the fog was extracted by Xuan Zun in the blink of an eye.
Ordinary mortals were turned into dried corpses almost instantly.
Even cultivators with extraordinary cultivation bases could not resist much. At most, they could hold on for a while longer due to their large amounts of blood essence.
.....
Fog Cage Palace.
A huge formation sensed the wind and reacted in an instant. Golden light formed a semicircular shield that covered the entire palace.
The fog wanted to seep into the palace but was blocked by the formation. Hence, the two collided.
The loud clanging sounds continued to reverberate.
The fog took on various forms. One moment, it was like a divine hammer smashing on the glass shield. The next moment, it was like a wild beast biting and attacking.
Terrifying power kept reverberating, but the shield did not budge.
That was because it was a part of the Chang 'an Great Formation. It was a part of the strongest formation in the Human Realm.
Outside the shield, the fog kept flowing.
Inside the shield, in the main hall, there was a surging tide of people.
A graceful and elegant woman sat on the throne with a dragon head high up.
Below her were the furious cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom.
"Prince Qing is crazy!"
"As a member of the royal family of the Da Xia Kingdom and a human cultivator, he dares to befriend the Demons' Venerables!"
"It's not about befriending the Demons anymore. He wants to massacre the city! Do you understand?! "
"One is Prince Qing, the other is Xuan Zun. They both have the power of a Ninth Realm Venerables. How can we stop them? It's a dead end! "
Only a few people knew about the existence of the Venerables Great Formation. Hence, many cultivators in the main hall who did not know about its existence had fallen into despair.
Some people were furious, while others were trembling from head to toe, feeling extreme pain.
No matter what Prince Qing's goal was, what he was doing now went against the natural order and made people feel bitterly disappointed.
"Venerable One, activate the Venerables Great Formation." In the crowd, Chang 'an Guard Peacewest Marquis stepped forward and cupped his fists.
Xia Hou looked up at Peacewest Marquis with a calm expression.
"Venerable One, we can't hesitate any longer," Peacewest Marquis said again, his eyes bloodshot.
At this point, the cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom were no fools. They instantly understood many things — Chang 'an still had a trump card that could deal with the situation of the two Venerables slaughtering the city!
"Venerable One, no matter what price we have to pay to activate this so-called Venerables Great Formation, there's no need to hesitate.
No matter how great the price is, it can't be greater than Chang 'an being massacred! "someone said bitterly.
Very quickly, his words caused a wave of responses.
Everyone stared at Xia Hou, this peerlessly beautiful woman, waiting for her final decision.
"Alright." Under everyone's expectant gaze, Xia Hou slowly nodded and said softly.
She stood up.
In the next moment, a drop of golden blood appeared in Xia Hou's hand.
The moment the blood appeared, the expressions of the cultivators of the Da Xia Kingdom, who were all at least Seventh Realm cultivators, changed. Their hair stood on end as if they were facing a ferocious beast.
What kind of blood was that?
The golden light was as dazzling as the sun. It was shockingly dazzling. Divine clouds shot into the sky, entwined with strands of Immortal Qi.
As soon as it appeared, it revealed an unfathomable pressure.
The most terrifying thing was that this drop of blood didn't have any murderous intent. Just the natural pressure it revealed was already so terrifying.
Unimaginable!
Just a drop of blood was already so terrifying. How terrifying was the owner of this blood?
Whose blood was it?
Xia Hou flicked the drop of blood lightly.
Heaven and earth suddenly changed.
The blood emitted a surging aura. It suddenly rushed up and left the light shield. It broke through the layers of black fog and floated high in the sky. It emitted a vast amount of energy that shook the void. The waves it emitted seemed to be tearing the sky apart.
Outside the palace, on top of Chang 'an, Lord Xuan let out a cry of surprise. He narrowed his eyes as he sensed danger.
In this drop of blood, he felt an aura that made him tremble. It was as if he saw a man through the blood. The man's figure wasn't very clear, but he was looking at him.
That was … the Dao Ancestor!
Lord Xuan's body trembled. Even as the number one demon in the Tianmen Region, he subconsciously felt fear at this moment. He wanted to bow down and submit.
That was just a drop of blood!
Beside him, Prince Qing looked at this scene with a complicated expression. However, his heart was extremely fanatical.
This was the Progenitor Realm. A drop of blood was enough to make Lord Xuan tremble in fear!
The golden blood emitted endless brilliance and fell.
Then, a shocking change happened.
Looking down at Chang 'an, one would find that the city was completely shrouded in black fog. Countless golden lights lit up from the ground of Chang' an and broke through the layers of black fog.
The gray lines of the Golden Light Grass Snake were like an invisible brush that was swimming around.
Dragons and snakes flew, the iron painting shone in the sunset, and the fog was like silver hooks.
It was majestic and magnificent.
This was the Venerate Formation of Chang 'an City. The entire city was the formation map, the crisscrossing streets were the formation patterns, the palace was the formation eye, and the power of heaven and earth was the formation's power source.
To activate it, it consumed …
The Dao Ancestor's blood essence!
Such a formation could only be activated by the Dao Ancestor's blood essence.
"What is this thing?" Lord Xuan was extremely fearful and a little angry. "It can threaten me. Didn't you say that everything was arranged?"
"With this formation, I can't continue to refine your blood essence. Otherwise, I might die."
"Don't worry. Everything is under my control." Prince Qing looked at the brilliance that enveloped the entire city. He saw the dense cyclones that rose from all parts of Chang 'an like stars. His face was expressionless, but his eyes shone brightly. He suddenly snorted coldly.
There were 480 Towers of Tang in Chang 'an.
There were mountains outside the mountains and towers outside the towers.
The towers were hundreds of feet tall.
Before this, no one knew the purpose of these 480 Towers of Tang and why they were heavily guarded.
But now, they knew.
At this moment, all 480 Towers of Tang emitted light, and a long rainbow rushed out.
The Towers of Tang were the 480 formation points of the Venerate Formation.
However, at this moment, there was a commotion in all 480 Towers of Tang.
Someone held a short dagger and stabbed it into the light.
Then, the Towers of Tang shook violently.
A gentle breeze blew past.
Walls collapsed, wood splinters flew everywhere, and the Towers of Tang shattered.
Figures kept splashing, and smoke and dust flew everywhere.
In the sky.
A spear flickering with raging flames descended from an extremely high place, landing directly in Prince Qing's hands.
Scorching flames ignited from the spear.
Prince Qing frowned in pain.
This was a pain that even a Martial Emperor's body could not withstand.
However …
Prince Qing held the spear tightly, but he was unwilling to let go.
Because this was the spear of power!
Prince Qing endured the burning pain in his palm and waved the spear lightly.
Endless whistling sounds immediately echoed between heaven and earth.
The yellow curtains of the wine shops in the market were whistling. The locust trees by the road were whistling. The banana trees by the river were whistling. The lions carved from stone were breathing …
The entire city of Chang 'an was breathing and whistling.
This part of Chang 'an had already fallen under his control.
His gaze was faint as he looked at the imperial palace shrouded in a golden light.
"Fall," Prince Qing said softly.
As his voice fell, the golden light that was corroded by the black fog gradually faded. It could dissipate at any time.
In the imperial palace.
Xia Hong spat out a mouthful of blood. His face was as pale as a snowy mountain.
"Supreme One!" Marquis Anxi was shocked.
Xia Hong wiped away the blood at the corner of his mouth. He clutched his chest and shook his head. He said softly, "The Supremacy Slayer Formation is now under Prince Qing's control.
Now … there are three of them. "
"How is this possible?" Marquis Anxi staggered, his body trembling.
"He … found the Supremacy Slayer Formation's Life Aperture and temporarily seized control of the formation."
"This is a formation set up by a Dao Ancestor. How could it be so easily found and seized?" Marquis Anxi struggled. He still held on to a last shred of hope.
"A Dao Ancestor is very powerful, but formations are ultimately dead. Prince Qing has been preparing for this for far too long." Xia Hong had come to his senses by now. Prince Qing's entry into Chang 'an this time was a shocking conspiracy. A conspiracy that had been planned for a long time.
"The Supremacy Slayer Formation is very powerful. That's why even though Prince Qing has been preparing for so long, he can only seize control of the Supremacy Slayer Formation for half an hour. After half an hour, the Supremacy Slayer Formation will return to me."
Xia Hong looked around. His gaze swept across the faces of all the Da Xia Kingdom cultivators present. "However, does anyone have a way to hold on for half an hour?"
No one answered.
"Everyone, today is the day I fulfill my promise." Xia Hong calmly sat back down on her dragon throne. She was extremely calm about the impending disaster.
However, the Da Xia Kingdom cultivators below did not have such composure.
After all, how many people could remain calm in the face of death?
There were those who were desperate and wanted to fight to the death. There were also those who whispered and even blamed Xia Hong.
"If not for the Supreme One ignoring our advice and acting on his own, he would not have fallen to this state …"
"A woman is a woman, after all. He's being emotional …"
The voices of blame grew louder and louder, and gradually became the mainstream.
These undisguised accusations naturally fell into Xia Hong's ears. However, her expression remained calm.
"Die with the Supreme One!" Amidst the clamor, the Marquis of Anxi, the leader of the Chang 'an Guards and Xia Hong's trusted aide, finally calmed down. He took a step forward and resolutely expressed his support for Xia Hong.
Facing this chaotic situation, Xia Hong's heart trembled slightly, but her expression did not change.
"Since it was my choice back then, I have no regrets in the face of this outcome," she said calmly as she glanced at the Da Xia Kingdom cultivators with different attitudes.
This was because the second Supreme One of the Da Xia Kingdom, the first female Supreme, had not cared at all that Chang 'an City might be out of her control.
In the past 10,000 years, not only had she not developed her own faction, but she had also transferred all of her power and resources to Heavenly River City.
In the eyes of many human cultivators, Xia Hong's arrangements were not selfish at all, and were extremely necessary.
However, over the years, many Da Xia Kingdom cultivators had expressed fierce opposition.
This was because Xia Hong's actions only showed that she was a good Supreme One of the Da Xia Kingdom, but not a qualified Supreme One of the Da Xia Kingdom.
The Supreme One of the Da Xia Kingdom not only had to shoulder the responsibility of protecting the human race and the Human Realm, but she also had to shoulder the responsibility of the Da Xia Kingdom.
If she transferred all of Chang 'an's power to Heavenly River, wouldn't Chang' an become empty?
However, in the face of the fierce opposition of the Da Xia Kingdom cultivators, Xia Hong only said one sentence, and all of their objections were pushed back.
"Chang 'an will not be conquered. If it is, I will die with it."
"I am the Supreme One. Even I am not afraid of death. Are you all afraid?"
They still remembered how domineering and determined the Supreme One was when she said this.
In the eyes of the Great Xia cultivators, Xia Hong, who had only been able to secure her position because of Li Qiubai, was as gentle and weak as a little white rabbit. However, this was the first time she had shown her unyielding side.
This was because she knew better than anyone what was most important.
She knew better than anyone how terrifying the Demons were.
The Demons were monsters, savage beasts. It was just that they were suppressed by Ancestor Xia.
However, Ancestor Xia had not appeared for a long time. The savage beasts would eventually break free and once again muster the courage to choose people to devour.
At that time, the savage beasts that had been suppressed for ten thousand years would explode with unimaginable ferocity and power.
Heavenly River City was the lifeline of the Human Realm. If it could not defend it, how could there be Chang 'an?
If the Human Realm did not exist, how could the Da Xia Kingdom exist?
She understood this better than anyone else.
Therefore, even if countless Da Xia Kingdom cultivators raised objections to her "selfless" actions, even if a few people loyal to her tactfully suggested it, she still did as she pleased.
And Prince Qing took advantage of Xia Hong's indifference to solve the problem of the Supreme Slayer Formation in ten thousand years of planning.
…
Not many people could understand Xia Hong's decision, except for Li Qiubai.
In truth, she had never cared about the position of Da Xia Kingdom's supreme ruler, nor did she care about the so-called power.
If not for that responsibility, she would have long abandoned everything and followed the Sword Immortal to the ends of the world.
However, since she sat on this position, she only had one goal from the beginning …
Success was not in a single moment, but victory was in a thousand years.
Although she could not see anything now, time would prove everything. History would prove everything.
However … Xia Hong sat high on the throne. Her watery eyes seemed to pass through endless time and space, overlooking the mountains and rivers of the world.
She might not be able to see that moment.
However, even if she was extremely determined, at this moment, facing the cultivators of Da Xia Kingdom with different thoughts, extreme fatigue and a faint hint of fear silently surfaced in Xia Hong's heart.
She was not afraid of death.
She was afraid that after this, she would never see that person again.
The golden age was about to collapse, and the abyss was at its side. As a member of the human race, she could only pay with her life.
However, the girl named Xia Xiaoxiao had once thought that once the chaos of the Demons was quelled and the world was at peace, she would definitely immediately abandon the position of supreme ruler of Da Xia Kingdom, which everyone coveted, and become a fisherman, a farmer, a scholar, and a wanderer.
Now, it seemed that everything was just a wish.
A woman's distant sigh came from the palace.
There was no resentment in the sigh, only a long regret.
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