655 Possession by a God
The furious roar reverberated in the depths of the abyssal sea.
As the body collapsed, the gods finger rushed out from the rapidly dissipating flesh. The pressure it emitted carried the intent of destruction.
The head and the stone lion had long collapsed. The old man from the Painting Race clearly had a special method, as he was still able to hold on. The words he shouted clearly had an effect.
In an instant, the gods finger that was filled with endless anger suddenly chased after Xu Qing.
Although Its mind wasnt clear and It was a little forgetful due to Its injuries, It could still recognize that Xu Qings appearance was exactly the same as the body It had just fused into.
Hence, It gave up on chasing after the old man and headed straight for Xu Qing.
Xu Qing had already escaped some distance away and sensed the changes behind him. His expression turned gloomy. In reality, after he saw the old man putting his face in the gods body earlier, he had already guessed the other partys thoughts.
However, the brush was in the other partys hand and it concerned the gods finger. Hence, Xu Qing didnt have any way to forcefully change the gods thoughts, but he could influence whether the old mans escape was successful or not.
At that moment, when the gods finger chased after Xu Qing, the old man revealed a hint of satisfaction but he still felt some regret.
What a pity. In the end, I still couldnt control the god. Even though its just the little finger of a gods clone, its life level is so high that I cant touch it.
However, with this experience, Ill be able to scheme more thoroughly in the future. Theres still a chance of success. The world in this painting[1] is actually so interesting. If I can control the god here, then...
When the old man thought of this, his heart burned.
Its a pity about this god finger...
The old man sighed and quickly glanced in the direction Xu Qing had fled in.
However, this guardian came at the right time and can even be considered to have provided me with quite a bit of help in my escape. Hes one of the few good people in this painting world. I really cant bear to part with him. I wish him peace.
The old man smiled and was about to speed up. However, at this moment, a malicious intent suddenly came from behind him and locked onto him.
The instant he sensed this malice, the expression of the old man changed. When he turned his head, his eyes widened and his pupils constricted violently.
A gigantic mosasaur had appeared behind him at some point in time.
Its grayish-black body was covered in sharp scales, and its huge dragon eyes emitted a cold light that locked onto it tightly. The mosasaurs body was thousands of feet long. Compared to it, the old man was like an ant.
This scene instantly caused the old man to tremble. His heart trembled intensely and he cried out involuntarily.
Heavenly Dao!
The old mans breathing became hurried. A monstrous wave rose in his heart and his mind was rumbling. The first thing he was afraid of was the gods finger and the second thing he was afraid of was luck!
Back then, D132 was the intersection of these two powers. Luck suppressed the god and severed all cause and effect. At the same time, it also suppressed the prisoners who had become a little different because of the gods finger.
However, the latter... could suppress the gods finger. Hence, to companion existences like him, it was a natural nemesis!
The Heavenly Dao was the source of the power of luck.
The old man instinctively let out a blood-curdling scream. It was as though he had seen a peerless ferocious beast as he rapidly retreated, wanting to distance himself from the mosasaur behind him.
Damn it, damn it, damn it.
This place... Why is there a Heavenly Dao? Whats wrong with this mosasaur? Could it be an ancient existence born from the suns remains in the abyssal sea in this painting?
The old man from the Painting Race felt his scalp go numb. As he rapidly retreated, he discovered that the mosasaur was opening its mouth. A huge commotion immediately stirred in his mind.
Why is it targeting me?
The old man wailed. All his methods were useless in front of the Heavenly Dao. No matter how he resisted, it was useless. In his anxiety, he directly flew into the world inside the painting.
However, at the next instant, the mosasaur charged forward and entered the painting as well, chasing after him to the death.
The painting where the old man entered was floating on the ground. The figures of the four generations in the painting expressed deep horror. They were disappearing one after another, as though they were being devoured.
The feeling of fear permeated the painting and grew increasingly intense.
However, this old man was clearly quite capable. Although he couldnt resist the Heavenly Dao head-on, he still had a way to stall for time.
This was actually one of the reasons why Xu Qing didnt immediately use this method when he absorbed the suns remains. At that time, the old man was drawing and the gods finger was beside him. If he used it, it would easily cause a backlash.
Now that the gods finger was chasing after Xu Qing, this old man thought that he had schemed against Xu Qing. However, in reality, Xu Qing had also been plotting against him.
To a certain extent, there was no winner between them.
The old man was in danger, and so was Xu Qing.
Xu Qing was fleeing rapidly. However, the divine might from the gods finger was like the vast sea. In just three to five breaths of time, his surroundings became seriously blurry and distorted.
The gods finger rushed out of the fog with madness and persistence.
Xu Qing abruptly turned his head. The power of the Poison Restriction erupted and the Purple Moon divine source rapidly spread in his body. At the same time, the phantom of the Ghost Emperor Mountain appeared behind him and the Golden Crow manifested above. The Dao Nascent in it sat upright inside with a sharp glint in its eyes.
There was rainbow-colored light that spread in all directions with Xu Qing as the source, causing Xu Qing to be filled with holiness.
There was a bamboo slip floating in front of him. It emitted the same energy fluctuations as the gods finger and also contained a suppression effect.
There was also a token that Xu Qing lifted high. The moment he turned around, he shouted.
Taboo!
In that instant, the large net that filled the entire Fenghai County suddenly shone. Countless streams of light gathered above Xu Qing from all directions.
Taboo magic treasures werent something that just anyone could use. The user required a sufficient understanding of them. Hence, many times, even if one had the authority to forcefully activate them, it would be very difficult for them to unleash too much strength.
This was because they werent familiar with the operation of the Taboo.
After all, Taboo magic treasures were the vital point of any faction. Naturally, they wouldnt let others study and experience them easily.
However, Xu Qings situation was a little better. Old Master Sevenths deep love for him caused him to be a Treasure Bearer who was in charge of the Seven Blood Eyes Taboo back then. His previous research, by analogy, provided him with great help in his current development.
Hence, the light that gathered in the sky shone extremely brightly.
Almost at the instant Xu Qing erupted with all his might, the gods finger instantly arrived 100 feet in front of Xu Qing. After Its violent divine sense locked onto Xu Qing, a muffled but intense roar echoed in Xu Qings mind.
You... stole... my body. Return it to me!
Xu Qings expression was solemn. As he carefully retreated, he used all his trump cards. He endured the huge waves in his mind and spoke in a low voice.
I didnt snatch your body. It was that painting old ghost who deliberately drew my appearance in order to escape. You should go and look for him!
Return... to... me! As Xu Qing retreated, the gods finger closed in by 30 feet and the divine sense It emitted became even more violent.
There are many messy things in my body. Its really not suitable. You can sense it with your perception. Xu Qings breathing was hurried as he spread his shadow in the surroundings.
The shadow showed up while trembling, cowering under Xu Qings feet.
Return it... to me! The gods finger didnt listen to Xu Qing at all. The madness in Its divine sense intensified and It moved closer to Xu Qing.
Seeing this, madness appeared in Xu Qings eyes.
His right hand suddenly landed and the power of the Poison Restriction in his body erupted completely. The image of the Purple Moon rushed out rapidly and headed straight for the gods finger in front of him. The morning glow on his body instantly became piercing, forming a sea of light that enveloped the finger.
The Golden Crow above his head went all out. As its hundred tails danced, the power of the Dao Nascent rose and roared at the gods finger.
This wasnt the end. Xu Qing took out the demon transformation runes and activated Ghost Emperor Mountain.
At the next moment, the Ghost Emperor Mountain directly materialized. Under Xu Qings command, it charged toward the gods finger.
After that, Xu Qing ruthlessly squeezed the Palace Masters token.
He summoned the Taboo power.
The resplendent light gathered by the large net in the sky trembled and headed down intensely, forming a huge hand of light that was tens of thousands of feet long.
Amidst the rumbling, the huge hand of light landed. The abyssal sea in this area collapsed as it headed straight for the gods finger below.
At this moment, Xu Qing erupted with all his combat strength.
Loud explosions rang out, but... his enemy wasnt a cultivator but a god.
Even though it was only a pinkie of the gods clone, the terrifying power it had was still beyond comprehension.
His poison mist didnt have much effect on the gods finger. In Its frenzied state, It didnt care about corrosion at all. Moreover, Its godly body allowed It to completely resist the corrosion.
As for the Purple Moon source, Xu Qing had too little of it. Against cultivators, this source was unimaginably powerful. However, against the gods finger, it couldnt put up much of a fight with its meager quantity.
Moreover, the gods finger didnt have a clear state of mind. All that was left was desire and violence.
In an instant, the gods finger pierced through the Poison Restriction and the Purple Moon, approaching Xu Qing. However, it was blocked by the morning glow.
Although the morning glow had an effect on resisting the god, it couldnt last for too long.
Seizing this opportunity, the Golden Crow fiercely attacked It, while the Ghost Emperor Mountain descended with a resounding impact. The hand of light also neared It at this moment.
This Taboo hand grew larger and larger as it landed, forming an extermination force. Together with Xu Qings other methods, it blasted onto the gods finger.
All of Xu Qings methods were used in an instant.
Xu Qing immediately used all his strength to flee, leaving an afterimage.
Behind him, the deafening explosions caused the color of the sky and earth to change. This area under the abyssal sea completely exploded, shattering into pieces and countless gravel flew in all directions. The violent fluctuations it stirred up swept through everything.
Xu Qing was affected and spat out large mouthfuls of blood. His face turned extremely pale, but even while staggering, he continued to run.
However, in just over ten breaths of time, an earth-shattering roar rang out from the range where Xu Qing had attacked earlier. After that, a long river of flesh and blood rushed out from it at an extreme speed.
Its speed was so fast that it instantly caught up to Xu Qing. Xu Qing knew that he could no longer fight back. In this life-and-death crisis, madness appeared in his eyes as he used all his strength to activate the purple crystal in his body!
At the next instant, this squirming river of flesh and blood that carried extreme madness, instantly enveloped Xu Qing.
My... my...
Return... to... me!
The deranged murmurs of the gods finger echoed. In the abyssal sea, Xu Qings figure disappeared. The place he was at was completely replaced by a squirming mountain of flesh and blood.
Terror and evil intent spread out from the hundreds of feet-long flesh mountain.
[1] For those who forgot, the Painting Race thinks the outside world is a painting.