CHAPTER 539: CHAPTER 231: HEAVENLY GANG AND BEIDOU, ONE BODY SEVEN TRANSFORMATIONS (FIRST UPDATE)

Body Externalization Technique (Incomplete).

Xu Qing never expected that the Heavenly Gang Beidou Formation actually contained the mystery of "Body Separation." This Divine Skill is more effective than Possession and Soul Splitting.

Because Soul Splitting still requires a physical body to attach to, and splitting the Divine Soul is detrimental to oneself.

Although Body Separation cannot be maintained for long, it can temporarily increase one’s combat power, and once separated, it does no damage to the physical body or Divine Soul. Even if destroyed, it does not affect the main body.

Besides, when facing an unbeatable enemy, the separation can serve as a diversion.

It’s truly essential for murder and arson...

"Do you want it?" The old Temple Master’s words pulled Xu Qing back to reality.

"Yes."

Xu Qing directly stored the essence of this formation into his Qiankun Bag.

The old Temple Master was speechless for a moment, then continued: "Remember, the Black Mountain Old Demon is no trifling matter. If you can’t defeat him, just run. Flee to the Capital, even if he returns to the Creator Realm, he can’t take our lives."

Xu Qing: "Do you have so little confidence in us?"

The old Temple Master rolled his eyes, "The old Taoist can only say that you young people don’t know how high the heavens are. The old demon’s achievements are notable across the ages. Last time on Dragon Tiger Mountain, if his Three Corpses Primordial Spirit had fought you beyond the Pass, he would probably have taken you down."

Xu Qing had mentioned the Dragon Tiger Mountain affair to the old Temple Master.

He pondered: "Can’t you persuade Your Majesty to request Elder Fang’s help?"

The old Temple Master waved his hand: "Forget it, Elder Fang won’t intervene."

Xu Qing couldn’t help but feel disappointed.

In truth, he had tried several times, both openly and secretly, to persuade the old Temple Master to ask Elder Fang for help, but he still couldn’t sway the old man.

This destined catastrophe indeed seems insurmountable.

The more Xu Qing prepared, the less confident he felt.

This time, he couldn’t even convince Elder Fang, let alone see the Imperial Palace Saints.

The old Emperor obviously had no interest in exterminating the Black Mountain Old Demon.

However, Xiong Chan was brimming with confidence.

Xu Qing speculated that the Great Monk probably had a trump card for survival.

On the other hand, if the Black Mountain Old Demon becomes a Creator, dominating the world, top figures like them would surely band together to avoid being picked off one by one by the old demon.

The Capital is certainly the first choice.

For the old Emperor, it’s naturally a good thing.

Moreover, top experts gathering in the Capital could form a miniature Heavenly Court, fulfilling the old Emperor’s dream of becoming the Heavenly Emperor.

He muttered, "Your great uncle is not as close to us as Zhang True Master, who has agreed to help."

The Chaotian Temple Master’s face darkened, "You brat, have you no shame..."

Xu Qing coughed, "Farewell."

The Chaotian Temple Master watched him leave, then shook his head. He wasn’t foolish; he could see that Xu Qing had unavoidable reasons for wanting to confront the old demon directly.

This young man is too youthful. If the old demon truly returns to the Creator Realm, living his life in hiding in the Capital would indeed be too difficult for him.

The Chaotian Temple Master opened his cloak, revealing hideous claw marks on his chest, exuding a decaying odor.

This wound had accompanied him for countless years.

Not even the Xuantian Ascending Dragon Pill could heal it.

His survival to the present was entirely thanks to the Capital’s dragon vein sustaining his life. Leaving it would most likely mean instant death.

Fortunately, before his passing, he met the inheritor of the Xuantian Dragon Ascension Path, justifying his master’s trust.

In the old Temple Master’s opinion, Xu Qing’s talent was not inferior to the ancestor of the Xuantian Dragon Ascension Path.

With Xu Qing’s intelligence, he surely understood that if he endured temporary humiliation, one day he would be able to confront the Black Mountain Old Demon, so why was he in such a rush?

He truly couldn’t fathom it, so he chose not to think about it.

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Xu Qing had actually considered gambling, hiding in the Capital to see if, after the Heavenly Demon Rushing Seven Lethal Points, the Black Mountain Old Demon would come to the Capital to kill him.

But he felt that when the old demon returned to the Creator Realm, as Xiong Chan said, it was indeed the best opportunity.

One is passively taking the blow, life or death left to fate.

The other is actively striking, fate grasped in his own hands.

Since his rebirth, Xu Qing faced such an uncertain dilemma for the first time.

While he was indifferent to the result, he was habitually cautious and meticulous.

Confronting the Black Mountain Old Demon’s imposing might, Xu Qing, for the first time since his rebirth, felt a lack of greater forces to rely upon, a sense of powerlessness.

Whether victory or defeat, he had no confidence in his heart.

And the bronze mirror had already pronounced a death sentence on him.

Returning to the Feng Mansion.

Xu Qing habitually called out "A Wu," then laughed at himself. A Wu had already returned to Jiangning Prefecture.

His son was in the Imperial Palace, his father-in-law was still in Yunzhou and had not returned. Master Wu was in Liao Dong, his uncle was training troops and fighting bandits in Xijiang Province, and his aunt was raising children in Jiangning Prefecture.

In the Capital, the only close acquaintance was Yan Shan.

He now quite missed the Wutong Courtyard.

At this moment, the Old Wutong Tree was probably breathing in Moonlight.

Xu Qing looked at the bright moon in the sky, feeling a sense of temporal dislocation.

People are especially vulnerable when lonely.

"Master Yan Kong, long time no see." Xu Qing suddenly spoke calmly.

In the courtyard, a sinister monk suddenly appeared, with a bald head and strikingly red temples, his eyes were exceptionally clear, and his face was kind and gentle.

Beside him was a golden-haired roars, looking at Xu Qing with extreme vigilance.

"Gongming has been progressing rapidly lately," Red-haired Yan Kong smiled and pressed his palms together.

Xu Qing smiled indifferently: "And Master Yan Kong is no different."

He was secretly astonished in his heart; this monk was indeed worthy of being the Red Moon’s reincarnation. Now he felt invisibly no weaker than Xiong Chan from the day they climbed Dragon Tiger Mountain.

That was a Half-step Martial Saint.

Meanwhile, red-haired Yan Kong was even more shocked internally.

Although he had long heard the rumors, seeing it for himself, Yan Kong was still greatly astonished.