Volume 7: The Strongest Four Realms Chapter 55 Chaos
Another half day passed, and the top 25 contestants of this ancestor worship competition were finally announced.
There was no dark horse in this ancestor worship competition. Those who finally won the Dragon Gate spot were all outstanding barbarians from the old clans.
At this time, the ancestor worship ceremony reached its most lively moment.
——The Great Dream Wizard is about to open the Dragon Gate Secret Realm and allow the spirits of each clan to enter.
The fifty sacrificial spirits had already been ready to go, eager to try, staring at the statue in the middle of the lake with burning eyes.
The secret realm of Longmen is under that statue.
Lu Qingshan mingled among the crowd, watching leisurely.
No matter how good the Longmen Secret Realm is, it is only for monsters, so he doesn’t have too many thoughts about it.
The King of Western Rat also doesn't care.
Although breaking the bloodline shackles sounds extremely tempting, the problem is that it is only at the third level now.
However, its own bloodline is already the sixth-grade phantom rat bloodline, and later it also inherited the heritage of a demon spirit. It is still a long way from being bound by bloodline.
Everyone waited for about half an hour, but the Great Dream Wizard did not show up.
A scaly blue bull seemed impatient and asked, "Shilin, we are all ready. Why hasn't the Great Dream Wizard appeared yet? Did you forget to inform him that the ancestor worship competition is over?"
Shi Lin is the disciple of Da Meng Wu, the handsome barbarian boy.
As soon as the ancestral worship ceremony was over, the Khan left his ancestral land.
In fact, the barbarian Khan would not appear in most ancestral worship ceremonies. This time was one of the few exceptions.
As for the Great Dream Wizard, he went to the depths of the ancestral land to meet the sacred beast of the barbarians.
Therefore, at this time in Namtso, Shi Lin was the only one left to supervise the ancestor worship competition.
"As soon as the ancestor worship competition was over, I sent a spiritual letter to inform Master." Shi Lin also frowned slightly, feeling a little strange, but as a disciple of the Great Dream Witch, he still knew how to control the situation, and quickly spoke to comfort him: "Senior Niu Mo, Master may have been delayed for a while because of something important. Please be patient, there is no need to rush for a moment."
After hearing what Shi Lin said, Qingniu Jiling didn't know what to say and fell silent again.
In this way, everyone waited for another hour.
At this point, even the barbarians who were just watching the show and the sacrificial spirits who were not qualified to enter Longmen began to make a commotion, and many people were whispering.
"The ancestral worship competition has ended, why hasn't the Great Dream Wizard appeared yet? As a person of the Great Dream Wizard, he shouldn't make such a mistake."
"Indeed, could something have happened to the Great Dream Witch?" someone speculated.
Even Lu Qingshan began to have a bad feeling in his heart, "Could something unexpected happen?"
"How is that possible? My barbarian tribe has been holding ancestral worship ceremonies for thousands of years, and I have never heard of any accidents happening." Chief Youxiong retorted subconsciously.
Well, it would be better if you didn't say that.
Having said that, according to tradition, this accident will happen anyway...
Bang!
Just as Lu Qingshan was about to complain about the Youxiong tribe leader, a shocking explosion sounded in everyone's ears.
A violent energy wave had already exploded in the air.
Lu Qingshan's heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked in the direction of the sound source. The place where the energy came from was deep in the ancestral land, extremely far away from here.
When he took a look, he could only see two vague shadows, which were not clear at all.
roar!
A violent howl followed.
"This is the voice of the Dark Black Dragon! What's going on? How did we alarm it?!" The Youxiong tribe leader who was standing next to Lu Qingshan exclaimed.
"Dark Black Dragon?" Lu Qingshan's pupils shrank slightly.
"The Dark Black Dragon is the guardian beast of our barbarian tribe. It is an eighth-grade creature and has lived for who knows how many years. Even the Great Dream Wizard has to be respectful in front of the Dark Black Dragon and dare not be disrespectful. Most of the time, the Dark Black Dragon is in deep sleep. Only after each ancestor worship ceremony will the Great Dream Wizard go to see him once," Chief Youxiong swallowed his saliva and murmured, "Something big has happened, something big has happened..."
Look, there are flags all over your back. It would be strange if nothing happened.
Lu Qingshan was too tired to complain.
The violent energy fluctuations caused a series of thunder-like explosions. Even though he was far away from the battle site, Lu Qingshan still felt a little dizzy.
In the distant sky, red and black colors almost occupied the entire sky.
The light even overshadowed the sunlight, and even the layers of white clouds were blown away.
Moreover, this energy fluctuation seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and it had already made them who were in the ancestral land feel a little pressure.
Lu Qingshan felt something was wrong.
His intuition told him that the best option seemed to be to leave this place immediately.
Shivering——
A strange sound was heard.
Lu Qingshan turned his head and found that the Western Rat King, who had transformed into a giant tiger, was now trembling violently on all four legs due to the pressure of this energy.
——Although it transformed into a giant tiger, it was still a rat demon in essence.
Rats are not very courageous.
"Don't be afraid," Lu Qingshan found it a little funny, "It's far away, it won't affect us."
"Lord Rat is not afraid." Although the King of Western Rat is timid, he cares a lot about his reputation.
"I'm not afraid, then why are you shaking..." The bear chief said subconsciously.
"I'm not shaking, I'm just full of energy." The King of Western Rat would never admit defeat.
"Dark Black Dragon..." On this side, Lu Qingshan came back to his senses and muttered. Suddenly, a thought flashed through his mind. His eyes lit up and he suddenly looked up into the depths of the ancestral land.
"If I could observe this great eighth-grade demon beast, perhaps I, a sword-energy creature that is just one step away from success, could break through the sea of consciousness and appear..."
But he was a little hesitant again.
The distance was too far, and he couldn't see the full picture of the Dark Black Dragon.
He had to get closer to be able to observe, but that was the battle site where the Eight Realms existed. Even if the aftermath affected him, it would be something he would not be able to withstand.
This move is somewhat dangerous.
While Lu Qingshan was still hesitating, the situation suddenly changed again.
Above them, countless black threads suddenly appeared.
Soon, these black threads gathered together and turned into a human figure whose specific features could not be seen clearly.
Seeing this scene, Lu Qingshan's face suddenly changed.
These black threads are transformed from demonic energy.
Therefore, the figure in front of us is a member of the demon clan!
How could I meet someone from the demon clan here?
If that is the case, then the person who is fighting against the Dark Black Dragon is naturally a member of the Demon Clan.
The demons in the Sky Territory all come from the Underworld. With so many manpower mobilized by the Underworld, how could their plan be simple?
Thinking of this, Lu Qingshan felt a chill in his heart.
"Who are you?" An old man with white hair and beard but a very ruddy complexion stood up and questioned the strange figure.
He is Kuiyue, the patriarch of the Barbarian Spirit Clan, one of the five top clans of the Barbarians.
Kui Yue carefully looked at the figure in front of him and felt that his cultivation was unfathomable.
If there were not other barbarian masters and sacrificial spirits on the field at this time, he would not dare to step forward.
Soon, several figures from the barbarian side flew out from the crowd and formed a V-shape, surrounding the sudden strange figure.
"Chief Kuiyue, this person has a strange aura and does not look like a human." The chief of the Manmu tribe raised his eyebrows and stared at the strange figure in front of him who had not said a word since it appeared.
After being reminded of this, Kuiyue took another careful look and was immediately shocked.
The person in front of me had an extremely strange aura and certainly did not look like a human.
And that strange figure finally made some movement at this time.
The next moment, countless black air suddenly surged out of his body.
The black air was as dark as ink, forming one dark cloud after another, and then suddenly expanded and fell in all directions, instantly swallowing up all the light and pulling everyone into a dark demonic domain.
Lu Qingshan's eyes suddenly went dark.
At the top of this dark world, a scarlet vertical eye appeared, like an evil ghost overlooking the world.
Demonic Realm.
Lu Qingshan has already realized what this method is.
The Demon Realm corresponds to the Dao Realm of human cultivators, and is a method that can only be used by cultivators above the seventh realm.
This is the ability to control heaven and earth.
The monks in this dark world not only have their visibility reduced to the minimum, but are also completely isolated from divine detection.
This world has been controlled by the demon who suddenly appeared.
This made everyone very fearful, and the hot-tempered sacrificial spirits even roared and screamed.
The scene was extremely chaotic.
"Back off," Kui Ling, who was also pulled into this dark world, changed his expression and shouted loudly, "People below the seventh realm, leave here immediately!"
Although the barbarians on the field were not from his clan, as a fellow barbarian, Kui Ling still instinctively stood in front of the strange figure, trying to buy time for the barbarian monks to escape.
The same thing happened to the other barbarian cultivators. They suddenly glowed with light, as if a sun was rising inside their bodies.
They blocked the demon's way.
As for those ferocious seventh-grade sacrificial spirits, they had already violently and viciously pounced towards the strange figure.
"Hiss——" The strange figure just laughed dryly twice, and his body shook, and disappeared out of thin air from the spot.
The sacrificial spirits came up empty-handed and looked around angrily, searching for the disappeared demon. Then they discovered that the demon had appeared several hundred feet to the left.
As the sky darkened and the earth turned dark, several balls of black gas flew out of the demon's body and landed on several barbarian monks with low cultivation levels.
These barbarian monks had no strength left to resist. Their strong, vigorous bodies shrank rapidly and finally turned into mummies as they collapsed to the ground.
This horrifying scene made many barbarian monks extremely fearful.
For a moment, blood was boiling and the barbarian monks were on high alert. Everyone was in danger and quickly fled backwards, preparing to escape the area.
Lu Qingshan did the same and fled from here in a hurry.
When turning around, Lu Qingshan subconsciously glanced at the statue in the center of the lake again.
This was not the first time he had looked at this statue. Every time he looked at it, he felt an inexplicably familiar aura. He had also thought about it carefully, but in the end he still gained nothing.
This time, the familiar aura of the statue was particularly strong.
Unfortunately, the situation was urgent and he didn't have time to think about the statue.
Withdrawing his gaze, Lu Qingshan continued to retreat. The King of Western Rat had already transformed back to his original form and hid in his sleeves.
Fortunately, the strange figure seemed to just want to cause chaos and had no intention of killing the barbarian monks, so the restrictions of the Demon Realm were completely lifted, allowing them to act more easily.
Otherwise, if the caster of the Demon Realm intends to target them, they will be unable to move forward while in the Demon Realm.
"We must first break through this demonic realm," the Kuiyue clan leader roared, "Everyone, follow me!"
Lu Qingshan heard the voice of the Kuiyue tribe leader, but he did not turn back.
He didn't dare to place his hope on others, so he could only speed up again and escape from the coverage of the Demon Realm first.
The retreat went exceptionally smoothly.
Not long after, Lu Qingshan's eyes lit up, and the sunlight that had disappeared for a long time once again shone on him.
He left the Demon Realm safely.
We have to leave this place, who knows what will happen next!
Lu Qingshan's heart moved and he was about to fly to the east.
The east is the direction leaving the wilderness.
Although the demon who came with unknown intentions did not seem to have much killing intention towards the barbarian monks, it was not a pleasant feeling to have one's life and death in the hands of others.
Therefore, the best solution is for him to leave the wilderness as soon as possible.
Bang!
Just as Lu Qingshan was about to leave, he heard a muffled thunder-like explosion coming from afar.
The battle on Dark Blue Dragon's side is still going on.
Lu Qingshan stopped suddenly, and the previous thought popped up again.
Would you like to go and have a look?
The battle site of An Cang Mo Long is deep in the ancestral land. If he chooses to watch, he will have to pass by here again on his way back.
"Just take a few glances from a distance and leave after that. Nothing will happen if you are careful." Lu Qingshan did not hesitate for too long. He gritted his teeth and finally decided to take the risk.
More than a thousand sacrificial spirits failed to enable him to give birth to the Holy Spirit of Sword Qi. If he missed this opportunity, how long would it take for him to reach the realm of sword energy taking shape?
After making up his mind, Lu Qingshan no longer hesitated. He first put the Western Rat King into the spirit beast bag, and then flew low towards the battle site of the Dark Black Dragon.
His speed was extremely fast. Half a quarter of an hour later, Lu Qingshan finally reached a distance close enough to see the figures of both fighting parties clearly.
In the blue sky, two figures are constantly entangled and colliding fiercely. The space seems to be rippling slightly under this fierce attack, and terrifying energy spreads in all directions.
The area around their battle site had already become a mess with rocks flying everywhere.
On one side of the battle was a middle-aged male cultivator in his forties with an elegant appearance.
However, the black evil energy swirling around his body destroyed this elegant feeling.
On the other side is a five-clawed black dragon.
The black dragon's horns are crystal clear and shining with black light, and its body is covered with black scales.
Those scales are like armor, each one is as big as a door, and they are flashing with light. Just one look at them is enough to shock people.
In the black clouds, the dark blue and black body of the dark black dragon was looming. It was a hundred feet long and as thick as the back of a mountain.
This is the sacred beast of the barbarians, the dragon that stands tall against the sky.
The dark black dragon stood in the void, and every movement made the void tremble.
The invisible pressure descended from a distance of more than ten miles, causing Lu Qingshan's heart to tremble.
"Is this the dragon clan?" Lu Qingshan's figure was hidden in the mountains and forests. A strange color flashed in his eyes. He looked in a daze at the dark black dragon that seemed like a black Great Wall.
Observe the form and understand its meaning.
Endless desolation and a sense of long-lastingness appeared in Lu Qingshan's mind.
He could see through every tiny detail of the Dark Blue Dragon's body.
During this meticulous observation, he even felt the terrifying power contained in his body.
The strong sense of crisis seemed to have stimulated Lu Qingshan's potential, making his observation speed faster than ever before.
Bang bang bang!
Continuous loud crashes sounded in the air.
Lu Qingshan took a deep breath and pictured the appearance of the dark black dragon in his mind.
The feeling of the sword energy and the birth of a living being in the sea of consciousness became more and more obvious.
The next moment, his sea of consciousness began to surge and roll, as if some terrifying beast was about to surface from the depths of the sea to take a look at the outside world.
Come out, come out!
Lu Qingshan kept shouting in his heart.
boom!
Suddenly, a huge roar was heard in the sea of consciousness.
He seemed to hear the roar of a ferocious beast.
Then……
Some of them disappeared, the roar disappeared, the feeling of the sword energy creature being born also disappeared, and even the turbulent sea of consciousness returned to calm.
Lu Qingshan was breathing rapidly.
The terrifying beast lurking in the depths of his sea of consciousness was unable to show its head in the end.
In other words, after observing more than a thousand sacrificial spirits and an eighth-grade dragon, he still failed to give birth to a sword-energy creature.
Even with his good self-control, he couldn't help feeling a little annoyed at this moment.
If you don't want to show up, why are you yelling so loudly?
