At the same time, inside the Huangquan Temple. 『Elegant*Wen*Words*Emotion*First*Posted』
Yun Qing raised his head and glanced at the dome of the Huangquan Temple. The original stone had disappeared, replaced by the solid body of Yama Sacred Body. With Yun Qing's talent, it is not difficult to complete the tempering of Yama's holy body in a hundred years. Now it has grown into a behemoth that can cover the entire temple.
Subtle gnawing sounds came from all around, and the magic lines on the four walls gradually dimmed, and the layers of the muscles of Yama's holy body replaced the ups and downs of the magic lines. The temple is becoming an architectural and biological hybrid.
Yun Qing chanted in a low voice: "Use my demon blood to cleanse the River of Forgetfulness, and use my demon soul to call forth the underworld."
Yama's holy body trembled slowly with the rise and fall of her voice, and something in its body seemed to break through the flesh and blood.
This mantra is composed of ancient magic syllables, and the tone turns a little weird, with a confusing feeling. Many demon practitioners know this mantra. It is more like a kind of prayer than a spell. Demon practitioners chant this sentence to beg the Holy Lord of Huangquan to give them supreme power. It is highly suggestive and may not necessarily bring about an increase in strength, but it can make people fall into an "unstoppable" state of madness.
But Yun Qing looked very calm, her voice was soft and steady, and she repeated this strange curse over and over again.
The trembling of Yama's holy body gradually became violent, and the hideous and ugly face gradually revealed the color of fear and pain. Yun Qing's voice never stopped, lingering in the palace for a long time. The trembling of Yama's holy body caused the entire Huangquan Temple to shake. The parts that were deep under the river bed were uprooted, and the Rivers of Forgetfulness and Rivers of Memory flowed crazily.
Yun Qing was a little worried that he would alert the demonic saint, but at this point, he could no longer stop his magical power.
According to legend, Wangchuan and Jichuan are blood with supreme demonic properties flowing out from the body of the Holy Lord Huangquan. Now the violent river water is turning red, just like the legendary demon blood, with strong corrosive properties. The clear river turned into bloody magma in the blink of an eye. The creatures in the river were burned to ashes and melted into blood. Bubbles appeared on the surface of the river. When the bubbles burst, a fog barrier spread.
The Wuwu Demon Realm takes Wangchuanji River as the central axis, and a red trace spreads from the center to the surrounding areas. This red mark has a delicate texture like flesh and blood. Wherever it passes, the skylight disappears and the daylight disappears. The creatures that are slightly closer to the Wangchuanji River are all invaded by the demonic energy. Changes occur one after another and are extremely dangerous.
The lower body of the huge Yama Sacred Body had completely melted into the Underworld Temple. It gradually straightened up its upper body and emerged from the bottom of the water little by little.
With its dark and sharp horns, a ferocious and painful face, and then its back, chest and abdomen, the holy body of Yama broke out of the water little by little, opened its arms, and looked up to the sky and roared. Its screams broke through the sky, and the black clouds quickly gathered into a sea. A red hole was revealed in the center of the sea of clouds, and it was unknown where it led.
The Huangquan Temple where Yun Qing was located was already shaking to the point of disrepair, but she still calmly recited the incantation in this crumbling palace. en8.
"All sins have become my Yama body, and death and life have summoned my true demonic thoughts!"
The crimson hole in the center of the sea of clouds gradually shrank and trembled, and then a little blood light shone down from the middle, directly shining on the eyebrows of the holy body of Yama.
The sacred body of Yama struggled painfully, but seven or forty-nine rays of demonic energy quickly flew out of Yun Qing's hands, firmly fixing it on the river surface, unable to move at all. That bit of blood was the remnant soul of the Underworld brought in from a hundred thousand years ago. At the expense of the entire Underworld Temple, it could only exist for a short moment. If it was broken free by the Holy Body of Yama, , then Yun Qing will lose more than he gains.
That little bit of blood, whether it was fast or slow, was as gentle as rain falling on the forehead of Yama's holy body. It is the spiritual place of the practitioner, which controls a person's will and spirit.
The struggle of Yama's holy body stopped the moment it was touched by the blood light.
Its chest no longer rises and falls violently, its mouth and nose no longer breathe painfully, its hands no longer wave wildly, and its vitality is completely cut off at this moment.
Yun Qing took a deep breath, and endless vitality poured into her body from the sacred body of Yama Demon. The demonic aura in her body began to increase at an incredible speed.
This is the last step in cultivating the holy body of Yama. It is to bring the soul of the ancient demon into the body. When the soul has tempered the demon body to perfection, the practitioner will devour the holy body of Yama and use it to complete himself. The mountain-like majestic body slowly became tired and became as old as a dry plant.
But at this moment, a plump tumor gradually protruded between its eyebrows, looking as abrupt as a fresh and juicy fruit hanging on a dead tree.
Yun Qing felt the supreme power accumulated in Yama's holy body, and the sense of danger in his heart did not fade away at all. To her, the body in front of her was not important at all, what was important was the soul she had just received.
Yun Qing disappeared from the spot, and the next moment she appeared on top of the sacred body of Yama. She stood in front of the tumor-shaped object that was as tall as a person, with a slightly solemn look on her face.
She stretched out her hand and cut open the sarcoma bit by bit. A large amount of blood-red viscous fluid poured out from the sarcoma, just like when a child is born. Yun Qing put her hand in to open a big hole, and her elbows were stained with this vivid red. But the sarcoma was so big that even when the blood at the edges began to scab, the fluid still did not drain away.
Yun Qing waited patiently. Maybe it was just that the embryo inside was not yet mature, or maybe he felt the danger and hid it deeper. But Yun Qing couldn't force it, she could only wait, even though she knew that the longer she waited, the greater the danger.
Finally, the sarcoma shriveled up, and finally the thin layer of skin enveloped a huddled human figure.
Yun Qing carefully lifted up this layer of flesh, revealing a naked young woman inside.
The messy black hair was soaked with blood, like seaweed wrapped around her body. There are double horns on her forehead, and black wings are gathered behind her back, which looks exactly like the outline of Yama's holy body. Her whole body was covered with complex and strange magic lines, and pale to transparent skin could be faintly seen between the magic lines. Her frame seemed a little small, and her body was mature, as if she hadn't grown up yet.
The woman's eyes were closed, and her appearance was obscured by scattered black hair, but she could still see a classical and restrained beauty.
There was no trace of life, but she looked like she was asleep as she lay in a pool of blood.
Yun Qing bowed and lifted her forehead hair. There was a familiar magic pattern there - the magic pattern that stood isolated in the center of the Underworld Temple and was called the "Holy Lord of Underworld". Yun Qing's hands gathered violent demonic energy. As long as it penetrated her skull and destroyed her spirit...
"Don't touch the underworld."
Light laughter echoed in the sky.
Yun Qing was indifferent, and the devil's true energy spurted out from his hand, but there was a trace of blood on the woman's body, and this bit of devil's true energy disappeared in the blink of an eye.
"I said, don't touch Huangquan."
The sound of the silver jewelry colliding was very clear and sweet, and there was already a hint of sternness in the other party's words.
Yun Qing sighed, straightened up, and looked at the demonic saint pacing from the bottom of the River of Forgetfulness: "You still caught up with me."
"Only a little bit." The Demon Saint quickly arrived at the woman's side. Yun Qing quickly backed away, not daring to resist him.
This time Yun Qing's expression really showed some regret: "What a pity."
The Demonic Sage was rare and did not joke. He said to Yun Qing expressionlessly: "You are only a little short of being able to replace me, but fortunately you missed this point. I also want to thank you for awakening Huangquan for the Demonic Path."
Yun Qing's eyes stayed on the woman, and the Demon Saint stood a little forward, blocking her tightly.
"It's not replacing it." Yun Qing shook his head, "You don't understand."
The Demon Saint turned around and took off his Taoist robe, then covered the woman. He said: "I really don't understand..."
He picked up the woman and looked back at Yun Qing with cold eyes: "I don't understand how you managed to change your fate against the will of heaven."
Yun Qing was silent.
The Demon Saint continued: "There will never be two underworlds appearing at the same time. If the ancient soul summoned by you is the Holy Lord of underworld, then who are you?"
Yun Qing stood there, knowing that she couldn't escape under the eyes of a saint, so she didn't make any struggle. She still looked at the young woman with that regretful look and said nothing.
"You have deceived the secrets of heaven, tampered with your fate, and disguised yourself as the Holy Lord to come to the apocalypse of the ascetics... Who are you?"
Yun Qing once changed the magic patterns for Liu Caichun. At that time, she told Liu Caichun that fate was determined by heaven, and it was impossible for practitioners to change their fate against heaven. However, a practitioner's luck and luck can be changed by external forces. She used this method to make Liu Caichun, who had no qualifications for direct inheritance, feel miserable in his practice.
But now she stands here as a person who defies fate and changes her destiny.
Just as the Demon Saint said, there will not be two underworlds in the world at the same time. If she was the Holy Lord of underworld who was brought here from 100,000 years ago with all her efforts, then she obviously would not be underworld. At first, when her magic pattern appeared in the Underworld Temple, almost everyone believed that she was Underworld, because her destiny could not be changed. But now Yun Qing has overturned this theory. She herself entered the world by tampering with her destiny and covering up the secrets of heaven.
Yun Qing shook his head and did not make any answer.
The demonic saint looked stern, and was about to take action to restrain her, when a dazzling white light shot out from the gate.
"Emperor...?" The Demon Saint seemed a little surprised, obviously not expecting Yun Qing to have a helping hand.
The young man in white appeared in this ray of light. He stretched out his hand to protect Yun Qing and said eagerly: "Back off first! Master Zhong is waiting for you at the gate."
Yun Qing said no more and quickly fled towards the boundary gate. White light and blood light collided fiercely behind her. The entire Wuwu Demon Realm was turned upside down, and billowing waves of air surged from behind her, but Yun Qing did not look back, and she reached the realm gate as quickly as possible.
Zhong Guanyuan was waiting shivering outside the boundary gate. Yun Qing was grabbed by him as soon as he landed on the ground: "Let's light a fire, it's so cold in this damn place..."
"Let's go!" Yun Qing ignited a gentle black flame in her hand, and her eyebrows were filled with worry. "If we fail to kill Huang Quan this time, we will definitely become a big trouble in the future."
Zhong Guanyuan was still trembling: "No, nothing is more serious than you!"
Yun Qing frowned, pulled him up into the air, and flew directly to the north: "Where to go first?"
Zhong Guanyuan reached out to touch the black flame, but Yun Qing slapped it away: "You will die. Where should we go first?"
Zhong Guanyuan was beaten into silence and quickly replied: "The annex. Yihe and I have arranged the palace properly, and now only the annex is left. Can you go up?"
"Yes." Yun Qing nodded coldly.
Zhong Guanyuan was still a little worried: "Let's... well, call Ju Mang back later. It's safer. This is where Burying Cloud Tiangong comes back."