Chapter 594 The Disaster of the Void

Chapter 594 The Disaster of the Void

Above the sky, the turbulent calamity clouds gradually dispersed, and the peace and tranquility of the past were restored.

The looming and heart-stopping shadow of the underworld just now,

It is also like a dream bubble, no trace of it anymore, as if it had never appeared.

Xie Que stood quietly, feeling that after being baptized by divinity,

Seeing the subtle changes in my body, I couldn't help but feel a surge of emotion in my heart:

"No wonder those high-ranking gods and Buddhas choose to improve themselves through the method of worshiping gods without any resistance. This divinity's increase in the soul is indeed terrifying to the extreme."

His body has not practiced any Taoism, but with the dual blessing of martial arts and Netherland,

The power of his soul is no less powerful than that of any powerful person in the divine realm.

And now after becoming a god, Xie Que has acquired some of the functions of heaven.

He could clearly feel that his soul had undergone earth-shaking changes, no less than that of the God of Creation who had just entered the country.

This kind of power made him seem to be able to touch the edge of heaven and feel the supremacy.

Now, he only needs to exert a little pressure to suppress any existence under creation.

Not only that, Xie Que came to some realizations after thinking deeply.

He realized that the intention behind the fact that Yingzhou Tiandao had previously given him the status of master was actually to take back the underworld.

If Heaven really takes back the underworld, the strength of my body will probably drop significantly.

At that time, the Master's personality will indeed reflect his current strength.

Fortunately, the underworld was not forcibly taken away by heaven in the end.

He naturally and successfully obtained the status of Grand Master.

However... there was still a trace of hesitation in Xie Que's heart.

He understands that although Yingzhou Tiandao has the intention to deprive the underworld, he must also have this ability.

But what puzzled him was that Tiandao finally chose to give up occupying the underworld after he made his great wish.

This made him full of doubts and confusion.

Xie Que secretly guessed that Yingzhou Tiandao must have noticed it.

He had some speculation about his fake underworld, thinking that it might have some mysterious connection with the real underworld, so he didn't dare to act too rashly.

And what Tiandao did before was just to test his true identity.

If you really do nothing and let the law of heaven take away your underworld,

I am afraid that Heavenly Dao will also trace the source and thoroughly find out the true origin of the underworld.

The five Nether Qi coming from the Little North Sea Realm became the evidence.

I can't explain it clearly anyway, and I'm afraid there will be new troubles by then.

"Within the four islands of Kyushu, the Tianshogunate has collapsed, a new order has just been established, and everything is still in turmoil."

Xie Que thought to himself silently and sorted out the current situation.

"And in the outer sea, the Qianye True Dragon has been refined by me into the underworld, and all the living beings in the Pantheon have become disqualified and can no longer compete with me. Even the Heian Shogunate, when Furukawa Hideki closed the death barrier, , but there are only three powerful gods left who have not yet been born..."

Thinking of this, Xie Que couldn't help but feel like the villain in a legendary story, who had been dormant for thousands of years and finally waited for the opportunity in this troubled world.

He took a deep breath, and a smile appeared on his lips. He raised his hands and stared at the sky:

"After decades of waiting and preparation, let me start this chaotic world today!"

As if he had received a signal, in the boundless void outside Yingzhou,

The Heavenly Curtain God takes one lotus step at a time, his steps are solemn and heavy, walking in the endless darkness like a Buddha.

The huge wings on his back slowly spread out, and every wave was accompanied by a Sanskrit sound, as if it was a call for life from the heavens.

But when he sensed the power of time flowing like a torrent in front of him, even as a divine king, he couldn't help but feel a little frightened.

He muttered to himself:

"Could it be that such a massive amount of time power can be condensed in such an astonishing amount from the beginning of a world until its destruction?"

Under the guidance of the spirit summoning formation, the Heavenly Curtain God slowly opened his palms,

A mass of void origin that was compressed to the extreme suddenly appeared in it.

This mass of origin exudes a faint fluorescence and contains endless void power.

Immediately afterwards, Lord Tianhui saw the opportunity again and condensed these void sources into a black orb.

He took a deep breath, and then resolutely threw the orb into the vast river of time.

Suddenly, the long river of time rippled in circles, but it suddenly became calm.

…

In a secret place outside the sea, Xie Que slowly placed the black orb into the soul of the sleeping Qianye True Dragon.

As the orb blended in, a thick black mist suddenly appeared all around.

And within the scope shrouded by the black mist, are the great demons from other pantheons.

Because these big monsters lost their scrolls, their strength was greatly reduced. At this moment, they were all captured by Xie Que and imprisoned here.

Gods such as An Mitsuha, the Three-phase God, and Aoki and others who used to be in the pantheon are now trapped in it and are beginning to be eroded by the black mist.

Suddenly, a breath of void began to spread, filling the entire space.

Xie Que was already prepared and appeared thousands of miles away.

He knew that this black mist was extremely corrosive. Otherwise, the black mist would corrode itself first.

After absorbing enough black mist, the sleeping Qianba True Dragon suddenly opened its pair of cold vertical pupils.

He kept breathing heavily, his eyes were full of panic, and he murmured to himself:

"Kurokawa Takeshi..."

It was as if he had experienced something horrific in a dream or deep sleep.

However, when he gradually woke up, he found that the surroundings were peaceful, and apart from the thick black mist, there was no other threat.

This made him a little confused, wondering where he was and what changes he had experienced.

After looking around vigilantly and confirming that there was no substantial threat,

Qianye Zhenlong's hanging heart was temporarily relieved.

However, the anger and hatred in his heart did not dissipate, but became more intense.

"If I don't avenge this revenge, I swear I won't be a human being!"

He growled through gritted teeth, and every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Takeshi Kurokawa!"

This name seemed to be a thorn in his heart, and it would make him feel a sting every time he mentioned it.

Qianye Zhenlong gritted his teeth and began to carefully check his own situation.

He wanted to find out what happened during his sleep.

But the moment his soul penetrated deep into his body, he was stunned.

Not only has the ancient parchment that represents the emperor's will disappeared, but his soul has also changed from its original pure yang state to purple with black, neither yin nor yang. This change frightened him.

Qianye Zhenlong's pupils shrank, and he instantly recognized the source of this power:

"Void..."

The name seemed like a curse, making him feel uneasy.

He forced himself to calm down, took a deep breath, and tried to calm his inner panic:

"What exactly is going on... Is it because I have been sleeping for too long, and Yingzhou has been invaded by the void again... Or is there another reason?"

He muttered to himself, feeling a little confused.

What makes Qianye Zhenlong feel a little relieved is that his soul thoughts are still full of the breath of time.

This shows that his current realm of creation still exists and has not completely disappeared.

As long as he can find the dragon energy and create a new body, he will be able to regain some of his strength and stand firm in this world again.

Suddenly, several low roaring sounds came from his side again.

Qianye Zhenlong turned his head slightly and saw several figures slowly walking out of the thick black mist.

When they saw the figure in front of them clearly, they were suddenly startled and quickly saluted: "Your Majesty Qianye."

Qianye Zhenlong nodded slightly. He had just discovered these sleeping dragon figures.

They are all former subordinates from the Pantheon, and they once followed him in all directions.

Now, just like him, their whole bodies are filled with the aura of void, and they have obviously encountered a lot of changes.

However, Qianye Zhenlong didn't pay any more attention to them.

He closed his eyes, his soul suddenly opened up, and he began to sense everything around him.

After a few seconds, Qianye True Dragon opened his eyes again:

"There is no breath of void in the outside world. It should be that we fell here and were corrupted by the void."

After thinking for a long time, a fire rekindled in Qianye Zhenlong's eyes, and the flame seemed to be able to burn all obstacles:

"Since it has been eroded by the void, it is also an opportunity... We may be able to take this opportunity to turn things around!"

"The power of the void can be extracted from the vacuum and can also corrode the world."

"If we can master this power and use the void, we may be able to restore the glory of the Pantheon in the past, and maybe even better!"

At this moment, the Heavenly Master among the three-phase gods was a little hesitant. He spoke cautiously:

"It's just your Majesty... The power of the void can make people lose themselves... Should we be more cautious?"

However, Qianye True Dragon snorted coldly, and with a raised hand, he knocked Master Tian upside down and flew away:

"If you lose the picture scroll, you are not even in the divine realm. How can you fight with others?"

"Integrate into the void, maybe you can regain your former strength."

Having said this, Qianye Zhenlong looked around, his eyes flashing with determination: "Who else objects?"

…

Three months later, things changed.

An isolated island in the outer sea was completely covered by a thick layer of gray fog.

There was a faint hint of dark purple in the gray mist, as if something was hidden.

If anyone dares to go deep into it, they will be shocked to find that the ground on the island is rugged, as if it has been destroyed by some huge force.

You can also vaguely see bones emerging from some potholes, giving off an eerie and terrifying atmosphere.

Not only that, there was an indescribable terrifying aura permeating the island, as if countless innocent souls were wailing.

The air was still mixed with the rotten smell of bones, which was nauseating.

Under the collapsed cliff on one side, there was an Onmyoji sitting there quietly,

His clothes were in tatters, his breath was weak, and he had hit rock bottom.

This Onmyoji is a peerless figure in the outer sea. His cultivation has already reached the sixth level, and he is powerful in the outer sea.

But now, he is like a lost dog, trying to survive here.

He desperately ran the spiritual machinery in his body, trying to absorb a bit of spiritual energy to restore his cultivation.

However, the amount of spiritual energy he was able to capture was an insignificant trace, as if all the spiritual energy in heaven and earth had been cut off from him.

This situation made him feel sad.

Far away on the ground, screams and shouts of death were intertwined and could be heard endlessly.

The blood was like a torrent, gathering in the ditch and flowing down, dyeing the earth red.

Hearing this tragic sound, his Taoist heart was in chaos at the moment.

He could no longer maintain his trance. His heart was filled with anger and grief, and he couldn't help but curse:

"These monsters that kill a thousand swords..."

"If His Majesty Sun Amaterasu revives, he will definitely kill these monsters."

Then, he began to try to restore his cultivation.

He didn't know how long it had passed before he heard the sound of four hooves hitting the ground above his head again.

The voice came closer and closer, and he thought inwardly: "Are those monsters here again?"

He took a deep breath, and then his heartbeat gradually began to slow down, and his whole person entered suspended animation.

"I found you..."

The next moment, a murderous intent soared into the sky and shot straight into the sky.

Before the onmyoji could react, a sharp tentacle penetrated the top of his head. The severe pain made him scream in agony.

His soul quickly left his body, wanting to escape from this fatal crisis.

However, in just a moment, his soul, which had lost the protection of his body, was directly shattered by the sharp tentacles.

An Mitsuha, who looks like a dragon but has sickle-like tentacles on his side, seems to be intoxicated.

He felt the powerful power surging within his body and couldn't help but let out a low roar:

"I can feel that... I am stronger now than when I had the Wind and Thunder Scroll..."

Suddenly, a figure appeared in his mind, and An Mijinyu couldn't help but laugh deeply: "Kurokawa Takeji...just wait..."

…

Hase Toshiki, who was far away in Heian Capital, looked at the Oriko in front of him with a gloomy expression:

"Three months... after losing twelve islands in a row, no one on them can escape?"

The Great Onmyoji in front of him also shook his head: "General, as far as I know, those islands are covered in gray fog, and none of the spies we sent out can escape from it."

Hase Toshiki took a deep breath: "Where is the Great Onmyoji of Nakano? Didn't he come out either?"

The great Onmyoji hesitated slightly, but still shook his head slightly: "No..."

When Hase Toshiki heard this, his heart suddenly sank. He did not expect that things had deteriorated to this point.

But he hasn't seen his master for decades. The only way now is to ask the master to come out. (End of chapter)