Chapter 794 – Fulfillment of Karma

Xu Pingfeng’s body surface rose up in a burst of clear light, and with a few flashes, he passed through the dark and lightless deep sea and saw the Great Rift Valley under the sea.

He was clad in a robe as thin as a cicada’s wing, and it wrapped around Xu Pingfeng like a layer of mucous membrane, allowing the Yuan Shen on the verge of dissipating the white-clothed warlock to breathe freely underwater while keeping the terrifying water pressure out.

Waterproof clothing!

The last thing a warlock needs is spells that can be adapted to a wide variety of environments and never be shortchanged.

Even if you do, then keep spending silver on refining.

The dark bottom of the sea is rippling with water, and the Great Rift is like a monster’s open bloody mouth, waiting for a lost fish to throw itself into the net.

Xu Pingfeng unfolded his palm and took a look at the light emanating from the white scales, and according to the scales, the “White Emperor” was below.

The scales were tainted with the aura of Bai Di’s soul, which was the basis for Xu Pingfeng’s ability to communicate with Bai Di.

Xu Pingfeng raised his head to look upwards, he could sense the Land Goddess and the First Grade Mangler, staring at him through the endless oceans, but fearing the monsters in the undersea rift valley, he did not venture into the water.

“I’ll never get to the end of the mountain.”

Xu Pingfeng whispered to himself, and in the package of clear light, he took out a night pearl that blossomed with brilliant white light, and entered the undersea rift valley.

The white light rapidly descended and was swallowed by the endless darkness.

After an unknown amount of time, the soles of Xu Pingfeng’s feet stepped on silt, and he finally arrived at the bottom of the undersea rift valley.

Held high in the night pearl walked for a few moments, bright blazing light edge, vaguely appear a huge and vague outline.

After taking another hundred or so steps forward, Xu Pingfeng got a good look at the tip of the monster’s iceberg.

What appeared in front of him was a face that resembled a human face, but was much more rugged and ugly in detail, with six long, slightly curved horns on top of its head, which was as tall as the walls of the capital city.

If you add the six horns that curve up to the sky, then it would be twice as high as the city wall.

The six long curved horns were strewn with innate magical patterns, and with Xu Pingfeng’s current position, he could tell at a glance that they contained the laws of the Great Dao.

These patterns, if understood thoroughly, could evolve into powerful formations.

But he violently closed his eyes, those lines were certainly valuable, but they were too dangerous, as if they were a deep, bottomless vortex, nearly devouring his already weak Yuan Shen.

Very powerful, very powerful ……… Despite the fact that the monster in front of him was in slumber, Xu Pingfeng could still estimate that it was far more powerful than the White Emperor.

“You’re here.”

The grand ethereal voice directly entered Xu Pingfeng’s mind.

“Xu Qi’an repelled the Gala Tree, and we lost.” Xu Pingfeng spoke in a low tone, scrutinizing the “human face” and said:

“Is this what you are?”

“A seriously injured body is just a body, back then when Dao Zun expelled us from the continent of the Nine States, I fought with him and was nearly killed, and my injuries haven’t recovered until now.”

Desolation’s voice sounded again.

Xu Pingfeng didn’t believe it and didn’t disbelieve it, said:

“If the Great Founder is not destroyed, the Gatekeeper will not die. Your goal of refining the Gatekeeper is difficult to achieve.

“Today’s plan is to avoid its front line, and wait for a hundred years, when Xu Qi’an has lived to the end of his life, we can make a comeback and overthrow the Great Feng in one fell swoop.”

At that moment, a soft laugh came out of one of the bent horns of the Arakanese.

“Teacher Supervisor Zheng, are you complacent?” Xu Pingfeng drummed his Yuan Shen and transmitted his divine thoughts:

“Xu Qi’an, whom you supported, successfully advanced to the first rank and became one of the few strongest in the continent of Kyushu. And my plan to refine the Central Plains’ Qi Luck and advance to Heavenly Fate Master had to be halted.”

Supervisor Zheng’s cloudy voice came out, the same divine thought transmission:

“Wei Yuan resurrected it.”

Xu Pingfeng was silent for a moment and snorted coldly.

The Superintendent laughed:

“Pride and conceit are your greatest weaknesses; at a young age, you stepped into the ranks of the second ranked warlocks, boasting of your cleverness and treating the heroes of the world as if they were nothing.

“How does it feel to be cornered and so embarrassed by your own son now.”

The Supervisor Zheng’s words were like a knife stabbing into Xu Pingfeng’s chest, causing his forehead veins to stand out and his face to twitch.

“You still want to rise again? If you don’t die, Xu Qi’an and Luo Yuheng will leave?” Supervisor Zheng laughed:

“With Xu Qi’an’s hatred for you, you won’t be able to get away, and even if you have “Desolate” protecting you, he’ll still be at war with you.”

Arak lapsed into silence.

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Luo Yu Heng frowned lightly:

“Don’t be careless, you said that the White Emperor’s original body is “Desolate”, but why would it return to the Nine States wearing the White Emperor’s skin, if it descends in its true form, it would be impossible for us to advance to the First Grade.”

Xu Qi’an mused for a moment:

“It means that something is wrong with its main body, or it is not convenient to return to Kyushu.”

If it was the former, it was fine, they could try to kill “Desolate”, but if it was the latter, then the situation would be more troublesome.

“Try first.” Xu Qi’an said.

Luo Yu Heng “hmm”, head floating out of the black “water phase”, drilling into the sea, in the soles of the two quickly swim around in circles.

A whirlpool with a diameter of ten meters appeared on the surface of the sea at once, and the whirlpool expanded rapidly, turning into a diameter of fifty meters in an instant, with the sharp end of the whirlpool twisting and piercing into the seabed like a sharp blade.

Soon, Xu Qi’an saw the bottom of the sea and the Great Rift Valley through the center of the vortex.

By this time, the vortex stirred up by the “water phase” had expanded to a hundred meters in diameter, a spectacular sight.

As a land deity Luo Yu Heng, fighting in the water was not inferior to any water attribute god or devil descendant, even if that physical body of the White Emperor was still there, Luo Yu Heng was not afraid to fight with it in the water.

Seeing this, Luo Yu Heng raised the iron sword in his hand, and the snowy sword erupted into a heavenly sword aura, followed by a layer of blazing flames that traveled along the sword and blazed.

Her hand, holding the sword, wrapped around a swirling stream of air, spinning faster and faster and faster.

Xu Qi’an wasn’t idle either, he gently clenched his fist, twisted his waist, and pulled his right arm back, his qi rolling and converging in his fist, the rising qi twisting the air.

Compared to Luo Yu Heng’s splendid maneuvers and godlike means, the condensed momentum of the First Grade Martial Artist was much more plain and unassuming.

……….

In the Great Rift Valley.

Xu Pingfeng looked up with a sudden haste and saw a twisting, gigantic whirlpool dislodging the seawater and pushing straight into the Great Rift Valley.

Through the center of the vortex, he could vaguely see Xu Qi’an and Luo Yuheng each storing up their strength, their killing moves coming in an instant.

Behind him, the sleeping “Desolate” eyes closed tightly, mouth slowly opened, a clear and brilliant power in the mouth brewing.

On the surface of the sea, Luo Yu Heng’s hand holding the sword, the speed of the dazzling cyclone was fast to the limit, she threw out the sword in her hand and chortled:

“Go!”

The cyclone “whirred” as if it had been fitted with propellers, pushing the iron sword burning with hot flames towards the center of the vortex.

The sword was swift and sharp, combining the speed of the wind phase power, the burst of the fire phase, and the sharp killing power of the Human Sect’s sword technique.

On the edge, Xu Qi’an blasted out a long-stored fist.

Fist power thick and majestic, like a landslide, like a tsunami, inadvertently touched the fist power of the sea water, “snorting” sound, instant vaporization.

On the other side, the fangs of “Arak” were intertwined in the mouth, the magnificent light spewed out.

The dark Rift Valley was lit up like day.

Boom!

The moment the light touched the iron sword, it instantly exploded, thousands of tons of water boiled, and the seabed ushered in an earthquake, the soft mud layer in a radius of dozens of miles was lifted up at the same time, and the silt that had been built up for hundreds of years was turned into grey soot and dust that shot up into the sky, and the clear seawater turned into a muddy muddy soup in a matter of moments.

The Great Rift Valley where Xu Pingfeng was located collapsed, and a huge boulder tumbled and smashed down.

He quickly teleported to the side, and then saw the fiery burning iron sword, piercing through the muddy soup, trailing a magnificent and splendid trailing flame, stabbing into the sleeping monster’s forehead.

The iron sword only pierced halfway in before it ran out of strength.

At that moment, the domineering and incomparable fist intent followed, vaporizing the turbid streams along the way, and the fist intent bombarded the hilt of the sword, pushing the latter half of it into the human-faced goat-bodied monster as well.

The sleeping monster’s eyelids fluttered violently, as if it was about to wake up.

Xu Pingfeng’s heart palpitated and his scalp tingled as a terrifying pressure rose with the monster’s revival, a pressure that even the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva did not possess.

It’s somewhat similar to the Confucian Sage’s Soul of Valor and the Dharmakaya Dharma.

On the surface of the sea, Xu Qi’an and Luo Yuheng glanced at each other, both seeing shock in each other’s eyes.

Already at the First Grade realm, they were able to clearly and intuitively understand the dreadfulness of this pressure even more than Xu Pingfeng.

Xu Qi’an hadn’t seen the Ru Sheng Ying Soul or the Great Sun Ruler Dharma Phase, but he had seen the Shenshu who had finished reorganizing with only one head missing, and he had seen how terrifying he was when he went berserk.

Now, he sensed the power of the same bit from the scent of “Arak”.

It was power infinitely close to superlative.

What was the situation? Was the “Desolate” body so terrifying? Xu Qi’an’s heart fluttered.

Just then, he, Luo Yuheng, and Xu Pingfeng heard a “click” sound.

A certain long, curved horn on top of the human-faced, goat-bodied monster’s head snapped off.

The innate lines on the long, curved horns lit up as it devoured everything around it, including seawater, light, water spirit power, and so on, like the legendary Extreme Abyss that never sees the bottom, devouring everything in heaven and earth.

It was such a horn that once killed Supervisor Zheng in Qingzhou and sealed his Yuan Shen in the horn.

“Desolate” paid a certain price and took the initiative to break off one of its horns to use against Xu Qi’an and Luo Yuheng.

This was the “weapon” of a former Super Grade that had ridden across the ancient times with it, containing its natural aptitude, and was a visualization of its spiritual content.

This broken horn slowly floated up, the tip of the horn aimed at Xu Qi’an and Luo Yuheng.

At this moment, the alarm bells went off in Xu Qi’an’s heart, and in addition to a martial artist’s premonition of a crisis, he had the meditative feeling that this strike could not be avoided.

Luo Yu Heng was even more clear and thorough because of her special status as a Land Goddess, and she “saw” the mysterious and weird runes spreading rapidly, turning into a “vortex” that swept away everything, including them.

“I once heard a divine and demonic descendant say that the Great Desolation’s natural aptitude is to devour all things, and the more powerful beings it devours, the stronger its natural aptitude becomes.”

Xu Qi’an whispered.

Luo Yu Heng frowned in silence, this gifted aptitude of the Great Wasteland was not a spell in the ordinary sense of the word, and her golden body was not immune to it.

I didn t expect its body to be so terrifying ………. Xu Pingfeng was secretly jealous in his heart.

However, the stronger the ally, the better for him.

How can you fight against the Land Immortals and the First Grade Martial Artists if you’re not strong?

Buzz!

Space swung violently, like a pierced curtain, and broken horns shot out, aiming straight at Luo Yuheng and Xu Qi’an.

With the broken horn as the core, the mysterious and bizarre pattern transformed into a rolling vortex that devoured everything.

Luo Yu Heng’s eyes flashed with golden aura, and she was about to meet the broken horn when her belt suddenly tightened, and Xu Qi An lifted her backward:

“Step aside.”

Without giving Luo Yu Heng a chance to get angry, he swooped down and clasped his hands together, grabbing the broken horn.

Whew!

The bizarre and terrifying cyclone swelled horribly, and Xu Qi’an was like a moth that had fluttered, no longer able to detach himself from the cyclone.

The broken horn was half the height of the city wall, and in comparison, Xu Qi’an’s body wasn’t even as good as a moth, a fly that had been stabbed by a sword.

The skin of his hands was rapidly peeling away, revealing tender red sinews and flesh, and the sinews and flesh were rapidly peeling away as well.

His chi and life force flew away, seized by the cyclone.

In the Great Rift Valley, Xu Pingfeng’s eyes lit up as he watched the scene.

The “White Emperor’s” divine ability was really beyond his expectations, and judging from the situation, it seemed to be able to make Xu Qi’an suffer a great loss.

“Stay back!”

Xu Qi’an drank down Luo Yuheng, who wanted to go forward to help, and grinned:

“Watch and see, let’s show you the brute strength of a First Grade Martial Artist.”

As the words fell, the robes on Xu Qi’an’s body exploded, revealing a white and unsullied robust body, a smooth yet stern muscle line displayed in front of Luo Yu Heng’s eyes.

The muscles around his body squirmed silently, and a terrifying power was transmitted from his calves to his thighs, then to his waist, and kept on propelling layer by layer to his arms.

“Ahhhhh ……….”

Xu Qi’an raised his head and let out a deafening growl.

His eyes shot out two streaks of golden light that penetrated the heavens.

The entire ocean boiled up, tens of thousands of hectares of water churning and rolling high into the air in foaming spurts.

The sky was rolling with dark clouds, and thunder and lightning flashed in the clouds, an apocalyptic sight.

Luo Yu Heng was taken aback, in her unique vision, the entire heaven and earth elements were disorganized, as if something that didn’t belong to this world had appeared, causing the order of the great dao to go awry.

Luo Yu Heng looked at Xu Qi An again, and “saw” that the elements of heaven and earth were avoiding him, not daring to touch him, and the bizarre and mysterious patterns spreading out from the broken horn were also being dislodged by him little by little.

She couldn’t help but think of a rumor she had heard before about Wulf.

The ultimate in martial arts is to specialize in oneself, not to interact with the outside world, and to create one’s own heaven and earth.

“Click!”

In a crisp cracking sound, the ram’s horn, which was half the height of a city wall, crumbled into countless tiny cracks, and before that, the mysterious pattern that shrouded the surroundings had long since collapsed first.

“Click!”

The tip of the ram’s horn shattered completely, broken by the first grade martial artist with brute force.

The cyclone that engulfed everything then dissipated.

The bent horn quickly fell back towards the Great Rift Valley, returning to the forehead of “Desolate”, the break was tightly closed, as if it had never been broken, but the sharp horn that was broken by Xu Qi’an was difficult to heal.

Xu Qi’an stood proudly between the sky and the sea, his hands losing all of their flesh and blood, only white bones remained, his aura was no longer strong, vaguely about to fall back to the second grade, but of course, the grade was still first grade.

Taking a deep breath, Xu Qi’an’s face grimaced as he growled towards the bottom of the sea:

“Kill him!”

The roar rolled like thunder.

At the bottom of the sea in the Great Rift Valley, the ram’s horn pattern on top of Desolate’s head suddenly lit up, hoo, the cyclone should be stimulated.

Kill me? Xu Pingfeng’s heart flinched, and instinctively, he was about to cast a teleportation spell.

But it was too late, the cyclone enveloped him and held him in place.

Immediately after that, his flesh and blood rapidly peeled away, turning into pure spiritual energy that was swallowed into the center of the cyclone.

The sigh of desolation echoed through the Great Rift:

“Cloud state is gone, you are not as important as you think you are ……….

“My spirit is damaged and I don’t want to wake up completely yet, compromising is the best option for me, the power of a First Grade Martial Artist is far beyond my imagination ………

“Waiting for Xu Qi’an to die after a hundred years of life? It’s too late, the torrents of the times have already begun to rush, and a great catastrophe is coming ……….

“You’re too weak and aren’t qualified to be my ally, only a First Grade can participate in the Great Calamity.

“Devouring you would be a good choice for me, qi is just as important as spirit energy, and you’re a Qi Practitioner!”

In the ravings of Desolate, Xu Pingfeng’s body slowly melted away, his face covered in despair as his Yuan Shen shook out an exasperated roar:

“No, you can’t kill me, don’t kill me ………..”

That unwillingness and resentment was as thick as substance.

He raised his head in a huff, and through the center of the vortex, he saw Xu Qi’an, who was coldly overlooking his ugly state.

“The thing I regret most in my life is that I didn’t strangle you in the first place.”

Xu Qi’an raised his palm, his qi condensing into a spear as he slowly said:

“Beheading you today!

“I have heard of the execution of a husband, but I have not heard of patricide.”

Throwing the air machine spear with force, it penetrated Xu Pingfeng’s chest.

Xu Pingfeng’s body completely disintegrated and his Yuan Shen fell silent.

This peak Second Grade Qi Practitioner didn’t seem to expect that he would end up in such a way.

Death at the hands of the descendants of gods and demons at the urging of the firstborn.

………..

The agitated waters slowly subsided, and the dark clouds that had covered the sky dispersed.

Xu Qi’an hung in the air, arching his back and panting violently.

The reason why he took the initiative to pick up the long horns of “Desolate” is that on the one hand, he does not want Luo Yuheng to be involved in danger, and on the other hand, he wants to “convince” it and make it understand one thing:

You may be powerful, but if I play with you, you’ll have to gamble with your life just the same.

When she saw the sleeping “Desolate” through the vortex stirred up by Luo Yuheng, and judged that something was indeed wrong with its body, Xu Qi’an made up her mind about this plan.

And know that it will work!

The core is the same as Galaxia’s exit from the Central Plains, so why should I pay such a heavy price for an ally?

And it’s a big time ally.

From the moment the Yunzhou Army was completely defeated, their relationship as a triangular alliance was actually no longer solid, as there was no common goal in the short term.

As expected, when he crushed the long horns of “Desolation”, showing the attitude of immortality, “Desolation” chose to compromise.

“Settle the karma, the past and the past, one and all!”

Xu Qi’an opened his arms toward the azure sky, as if embracing a newborn.

Luo Yu Heng’s brows were gentle, and she unprecedentedly revealed a touch of imperceptible warm smile.

She seemed to think of something and frowned:

“Is the overseer dead or alive?”

Xu Qi’an froze for a moment:

“Supposedly, alive? Forget it, leave him alone.

“A mere Divine Fate Master is of no use.”

Supervisor Zheng definitely couldn’t be saved, and Xu Qi’an felt that worrying about anyone was better than worrying about the old silver coin.

You never know what he’s planning.

…………

Reaching for the bottom of the ocean, the massive body floated through the water, drifting towards the more distant overseas.

Its eyes were closed, as if it were in a deep sleep, and it drifted off into the distance with the waves.

From one of the bent ram’s horns came the sigh of the supervisor:

“I told you that he would not rest until he killed his father, but you didn’t believe me, so now you’re at peace.

“Another corner of the spirit is missing.”

Arak said faintly:

“Warlock tastes so good, my power has increased again.”

The supervisor was chattering away:

“The Great Tribulation is coming, and you still want to go overseas?”

The indistinct and grandiose voice of Desolation came:

“Do you want to know what’s overseas, take you to a place where I’m going to prepare for the Great Tribulation to come.”

……….

Luo Yu Heng looked at the purple-clad middle-aged man in his palm and said:

“Turtleback Island has a lot of money and grain reserves, and was about to be able to bring them back to ease the court’s dilemma of lack of food and silver.”

Xu Qi’an lifted his bloodied knuckles and poked Luo Yuheng’s delicate cheeks, laughing:

“State Master, I’ve been seriously injured and am in dire need of dual cultivation to heal my wounds.”

Luo Yu Heng had a stern face and a businesslike tone:

“I am already a Land Goddess, there is no need to mention the matter of dual cultivation, you and I no longer have a relationship between a man and a woman.”

你的好姐妹花神也说过类似的话，头一转，又夹着我的腰咿咿呀呀………许七安心里吐槽了一句。

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East China Sea County.

The lavishly furnished Dragon Palace of the East China Sea.

In the inner hall, wearing a long tender green dress, the delicate looking Dongfang Wanrong came in with a wooden tray, placed the tea in front of Nalan Tianlu, and said with a smile:

“Congratulations to Teacher for remodeling his physical body.”

Nalan Tianlu, with his white hair and emaciated face, smiled and nodded.

He gazed at his beloved disciple’s delicate face and suddenly sighed:

“I had wanted to find a way to send you to the Heavenly Sect after I recovered my flesh, and since that brat had made a lifelong promise to you, Master would have let him marry you even if he offended the Heavenly Sect.

“But just now, the Grand Sorcerer sent a message to me, summoning me to return to Jing Shan City quickly.”

Dongfang Wanrong frowned:

“Why?”

Nalan Tianlu looked odd and phrased his words for a moment:

“The war in the Central Plains has been pacified, and Xu Qi’an has been promoted to the rank of first grade wizard. The Grand Sorcerer said that the Sorcerer God sent down a decree to summon the sorcerers of the world to return to Jing Shan City, and that you should follow along.”

He looked at Dongfang Wanrong’s blank expression and said word for word:

“The Great Tribulation is coming.”

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Aranta.

Under the Bodhi Tree, the Garuda Tree Bodhisattva looked at the glazed Bodhisattva, whose white clothes were like snow and whose green teacher was like a waterfall, and said:

“Next, Guangxian and I will combine our efforts to help you heal your injuries and restore your cultivation.”

The glazed Bodhisattva asked:

“You went to see Him?”

Galaxia let out a “hmmm”:

“The Great Tribulation of the Age of Gods and Demons is coming, so prepare yourself for it.

“In addition, Xu Qi’an has ranked among the first grade, becoming the strongest martial artist of the world, and the opportunity that the demon race has been waiting for has come. Alanta will face a military disaster first.”

The faces of the glazed Bodhisattva and the young monk figure, Guangxian Bodhisattva, were grave.

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Qingzhou City.

Tattered clothes and unkempt faces of the stragglers crowded at the gates of the city, listening to the mandarins explaining the contents of the notices.

“With immediate effect, Qingzhou recreates the yellow book, all those who are registered, all the past will not be corrected ………..

“With immediate effect, the court is opening grain silos widely, and anyone who participates in the rebuilding of Qingzhou will have fields assigned to them, and the porridge huts will not be removed before the fall harvest.”

That dirty, once numb face glowed with newfound hope and a bright light in its eyes.

The same notice was posted on all the notice walls, in the thirteen continents of Dafeng.

The darkness is over and the dawn has arrived.

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The Imperial Palace.

Dressed in a dragon robe, the majesty of the empress, who did not lose to men, ascended the high building, and was greeted by a gentle spring breeze, cool, but not cold.

She stood with her arms folded, lifting her white jaw, a smirk appearing at the corner of her mouth.

To establish a heart for heaven and earth, and a life for the people.

Peace for the ages!

………..

The Vast Building.

“Bam Bam Bam ……..”

In the sound of slow footsteps, Xu Qi’an, dressed in the uniform of the silver gong, ascended to the seventh floor and saw the familiar tea room, the familiar furnishings, and behind the tea case, sitting on a platter, was the familiar big green coat.

The man with slightly frosted temples smiled and said gently:

“Coming?”

Tears blurring his vision for a moment, Xu Qi’an carefully straightened his clothes, bowing and clasping his fists just as he had done back then:

“Your humble servant, meet Lord Wei!”

The world is full of winks, but only the gentleman is like the old one!

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End of this volume!