Chapter 570: Chapter 113: Saint-level Puppet (Part 1)

“Whoosh…”

The Endless Star Sea, now devoid of the rise and fall of stars, seemed unusually calm, with only the slight sound of waves gently lapping the shore stirring ripples in the heart.

Li Qingming stood at the shore, facing the sea, as enigmatic Law fluctuations began to emanate from his body.

“Boom!”

A thunderclap tore across the Heavenly Vault; Li Qingming’s eyes snapped open, and two beams of golden Divine Radiance like twin streaks of lightning rent asunder the firmament. The potent power of the Xuanbing Principle surged forth, its dazzling silver-white brilliance spreading like the ocean waves in all directions, swiftly enveloping the entire Ancient Star.

“Hum!”

Li Qingming’s hands kept changing Seal Formations, and the weather, originally fair and sunny, suddenly turned bitterly cold.

As time went on, heavy snowflakes began to fall slowly from the sky, and the bone-chilling cold seemed to drop by a whole thousand degrees or more.

If it weren’t for the fact that all of these Quasi-Saints were highly cultivated, the sheer cold alone would have been enough to freeze them into ice statues.

A quarter of an hour later, the whole Ancient Star had turned into a world of icy sky and snowy land, with the Endless Star Sea completely frozen by the power of the Xuanbing Principle. The Prohibition of flying in the sky, having lost the stars, also became of little consequence.

“So cold…” said Lingshu Bodhisattva as he shivered slightly, circulating his True Yuan throughout his body.

Being the one with the lowest cultivation here, he naturally didn’t have as much resistance to the thousands of degrees below zero temperatures.

“We didn’t ask you to follow us. You came of your own volition!” Long Xuhu made a dismissive retort, his words laden with dry humor, though everyone could detect a hint of a laugh in them.

Lingshu Bodhisattva was nearly in tears, thinking: “As if I wanted to come. If your leader hadn’t put a Prohibition on my soul, would I have willingly followed you here?”

Elsewhere, Yin Xi released his Primordial Spirit to sense the changes in the Heaven and Earth Laws. Interrupting the others, he said, “Enough! Stop fooling around. The Law constraints here have been lifted and we can continue onward.”

At that moment, Li Qingming brushed the snowflakes off his body and pointed in the direction due east, saying, “Follow this direction. While unleashing the power of Xuan Ice, my Primordial Spirit sensed a Qilin-shaped structure towards the Eastern Extremity with three strong Primordial Spirit forces inside. If I’m not mistaken, Buddha, Po Suo, and the Demon Night they spoke of are all there!”

“Hahaha, great!” Zhan Long laughed heartily and said, “This time we definitely can’t let Po Suo and the others escape again!”

…

At the Eastern Extreme of the Ancient Star.

Li Qingming, leading a formidable army of Quasi-Saints, arrived at this place and, seeing the Qilin Holy Temple not far away, coldly smiled and said, “Buddha, Po Suo. I know you’re inside. Will you come out yourselves, or do I need to invite you out?”

Upon hearing these words, the Buddha and Po Suo inside the Qilin Holy Temple turned extremely pale, their faces aghast, yet neither spoke.

“Hmph, since you don’t wish to come out, then perish inside!” Li Qingming, after waiting for a long while without receiving a response, snorted coldly and commanded, “Zhan Long, do it!”

“Alright!” Zhan Long smirked chillingly, leaping into the air, and transformed into a deep blue giant dragon thousands of li in length.

Its claw tips shimmered with a cold light, its thick and menacing scales, and bloodthirsty crimson eyes all exhibited its ferocity and ruthlessness to the world.

“Whoosh!”

With a flick of Zhan Long’s massive tail, he expanded his form in an instant and plunged into the Void.

In the very next second, the space above the Qilin Holy Temple suddenly exploded, as an indestructible dragon’s tail lashed out. This was the body of the Ancestor Dragon, shattering Cangqiong with a claw, splitting the Void with its tail.

The vibrations from the tremor of the tail caused even the star rivers outside the Ancient Star to quiver as space underwent a colossal explosion!

“Po Suo, you shrinking turtle, come out!” Zhan Long roared furiously, using the perfect Ancestor Dragon body to silently open up a pathway in the Void, suddenly arriving above the Qilin Holy Temple.

The dragon tail, mountainous in stature and imbued with the supreme power of the Law of Force, enveloped the Qilin Holy Temple with irresistible might and slammed down fiercely.

“Boom!”

A thunderous noise reverberated, the Void shattered, and the grand and mystical Qilin Holy Temple was reduced to rubble by the lash of Zhan Long’s tail, crumbling to the ground.

“Hmph! Evil beast, curb your arrogance!”

Suddenly, a gloomy voice emanated from the dust, and a dazzling, mysterious tree abruptly appeared mid-air, dropping down thousands of luminous shafts towards Zhan Long, their momentum thunderous, as if a Chaotic Demon God had been revived.

The tree seemed to be a Bodhi Tree, but it was entirely dark green, possessing the might of a top-tier Innate Spiritual Treasure, as though a Chaotic Demon God had been resurrected there.

Even if Zhan Long’s flesh was flawless, it could only compare to an ordinary Innate Spiritual Treasure. He dared not take the hit head-on; the disparity was too great. Once ranked among the best, all Innate Spiritual Treasures would crumble as if they could not withstand a single strike.

As the saying goes, dragons rise with the clouds, tigers with the wind.

Zhan Long possessed the innate talent of controlling clouds, and he transformed into a blue cloud that burst forth, avoiding the overwhelming pressure of the sacred tree. However, the sweep of the five-colored divine light from that sacred tree still went on.

From a distance, onlooker Yin Xi narrowed his eyes, and a piece of Vajra Mallet that shimmered with golden light appeared in his hand. It was precisely the Merit Holy Artifact, the Vajra Mallet.

With a flick of his wrist, the sparkling Vajra Mallet, like a star in the heavens, flew out, dazzling with divine radiance, shattering the Cangqiong, and breaking the Void.

“Boom!”

The five-colored divine light hanging from the sacred tree instantly collapsed, and the sacred tree flew back. Suddenly, from the darkness, a slight cough was heard.

Then, a golden dome rose from the pile of debris. Inside the dome were three people—the two at the back being the Buddha and Po Suo. The one holding the sacred tree, and who stood in front of both, was the Black Robed Man.

Startled by this attack, Zhan Long, without further concern, hurriedly returned to Yin Xi’s side and thanked him in a flurry: “Thank you, Senior Yin, for the rescue!”

Yin Xi waved his hand dismissively and turned his head to stare at the Black Robed Man, saying, “Who might you be, sneakily hiding and showing yourself? Are you that afraid of the light?”

“Jie Jie… What a sharp-tongued old fellow!” The Black Robed Man let out a strange chuckle, lifted his hat, and revealed a face pale and handsome as if sick.

Li Qingming’s eyes glittered, sensing an aura as wicked as the Mountain Lord’s underneath that pallid skin, almost blurting out, “Chasing Daoist, Demon Night?”

“Oh? Someone recognizes me!” Demon Night turned his head in surprise, his eyes tinged with gold, and stared at Li Qingming for a moment before saying, “Then you must be Li Qingming, whom Gao De considered so worthless and so wretched, right?”

Li Qingming gave a faint smile and replied, “Heh, how is the Mountain Lord doing?”

Demon Night’s face abruptly changed at these words, and he said, “It seems it was you who pulled out the nail we had driven into Pangu’s Great Thousand World?”

Li Qingming simply shrugged, neither confirming nor denying, and said, “What of it, and what if not?”

“It doesn’t matter!” Demon Night laughed heartily, continuing, “However, that was our man! Since you dared to lay hands on him, you must bear the consequences! Holy Level Puppet, arise!”

“Rumble!”

As his words fell, the ground suddenly rumbled. The Earth Veins seemed to awaken with consciousness and started moving rapidly. Momentarily, the ground split open, revealing an immense altar shrouded in one divine radiance after another.

Everyone was startled, not expecting Demon Night to have left so many contingencies. Moreover, the colossal altar visibly carried spatial fluctuations, likely a Void Magic Array used for long-distance summoning!

On that altar, clusters of mysterious Tao Runes began to appear, dense and numerous, quickly submerging the place.

Furthermore, within the inner circle of light on the altar, the Four Symbols Divine Beasts evolved: the Azure Dragon soaring, the White Tiger leaping, the Vermilion Bird fluttering, and Xuanwu, towering… Everything was so mysterious and unpredictable.

In a brief moment, the entire altar began emitting Infinite Light. Storms arose between heaven and earth, and all manners of celestial phenomena appeared with frequency. Even stars in the cosmos trembled as though they were about to burst.

As the golden light settled and the Four Symbols Divine Beasts carved from immortal radiance roared across the Nine Heavens, with the silver glow of Space Power flickering, a robust figure suddenly emerged on the altar, followed by an intense Corpse Qi.

This figure was roughly ten feet tall, with a stout and strong build. His hair stood on end, reaching skyward, and his crimson Blood Qi surged upwards. Additionally, green Corpse Qi swirled around his body, shattering the Cangqiong.

“Is this a corpse?” Li Qingming wondered incredulously as he watched the figure step down from the altar.

“No! More accurately, it’s a Saint’s corpse that’s been refined into a Puppet!” Yin Xi corrected Li Qingming.

“A Saint’s corpse?”

Everyone trembled in terror. It was commonly known that the Heavenly Dao Saints’ Primordial Spirits were lodged in the Void, immortal and indestructible. How could such a powerful Saint have been turned into a Puppet?

“Not certified by the Hongmeng Purple Qi?” Li Qingming pondered, turning to look at Yin Xi.

“Exactly!” Yin Xi nodded slightly: “Not all Saints become so by relying on the Hongmeng Purple Qi. As long as one has a full understanding of a single Great Dao, and their True Yuan Cultivation is sufficient, they can naturally become a Saint! This Puppet in Demon Night’s hands is clearly such an example!”

“Is there a way to break it?” Li Qingquan came over and asked.

Yin Xi thought for a while before replying, “There is! That’s to withstand and fight fiercely! Survive, and the Puppet will fall, Demon Night will die! Fail to withstand, and we all shall remain here!”

“Hissss! That’s a Saint, how could we ever hope to defeat it?”

“Damn it, where did he get such a monstrous Puppet?”

“It’s over, we’re doomed…”

The group of Quasi-Saints who was just full of bravado was now wallowing in self-pity.

“Seniors, cover me here; I’ll go and confront him!” Li Qingming thought for a while and decided that it’s better for him to take action himself.

Yin Xi looked deeply into Li Qingming’s eyes, then pointed a single finger gently towards Li Qingming’s forehead, saying, “This is the One Qi to Three Pure Ones Secret Technique! It should be of some use to you! Be very careful!”

“Mm!” Li Qingming nodded, and walked out with large strides. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to cast your recommendation and monthly tickets at Qidian (qidian.com). Your support is my greatest motivation. Mobile users, please go to m.qidian.com to continue reading.)