bookbashuk Chapter 19 Qilin's Sky-Treading Strike
Chapter 19 Qilin's Sky-Treading Strike
A solitary, isolated peak.
Covering over 800 li, the mountain range resembles a bronze sword piercing the sky, shrouded in clouds and mist, its dark green peaks reaching towards the heavens, giving Mo Yuan a profound and mysterious feeling.
Mo Yuan frowned slightly, and the vast magical power within his body surged forth like a raging torrent. The multicolored mist around him rippled outwards, annihilating all the demonic and monster energy that swept in.
"Mo Yuan of the Qilin Clan, please enlighten me, fellow Daoist!"
Mo Yuan narrowed his eyes, staring into the depths of Lonely Peak.
His bloodline throbbed slightly, and his instinct to seek good fortune and avoid misfortune told him that this demon, who had entrenched itself on the desolate peak for thousands of years and devoured countless human lives, was no ordinary being.
This time, we might have to fight across realms again.
However, compared to his previous act of disregarding martial ethics and ambushing the Xuan Gu Demon King, he is now extremely confident. Even if that demon is a whole realm higher than him, he has a way to send him to the brink of eternal damnation.
We've forged a bond of cause and effect, and accomplished something significant.
If you can't solve the problem, then solve the root cause of the problem.
"At the mid-stage of True Immortal realm, you are bound by the shackles of the Heavenly Dao. You can barely protect yourself, yet you dare to offend me to save those blood offerings. It's simply wishful thinking and courting death."
"However, you have pure blood and are a rare species of the Qilin clan. If I devour you, I will gain unimaginable fortune."
Demonic and monstrous energy surged back, and a figure appeared opposite Mo Yuan.
His face was as pale as jade, his features were deep and sharp, and his dark golden vertical pupils were captivating, with black feather patterns extending from the corners of his eyes.
He was dressed in a dark black feather robe, the hem of which shimmered with a ghostly blue light as he moved. At his waist hung a jade bell made of countless skulls, which occasionally emitted a chilling cry.
This man's eyes were like hooks, as if he regarded Mo Yuan as something he could easily possess.
Upon hearing this, Mo Yuan remained unmoved. He slowly said, "A demon who likes to hide in the shadows, manipulate human tribes, and devour the essence and origin of living beings, actually dares to call himself 'the original self.' This is truly audacious."
"I once met a so-called Xuan Gu Demon King, but he eventually became the material I used to refine spiritual treasures. Although you have not revealed your true form, I can tell at a glance that you are by no means a good person and are beyond redemption."
"In my eyes, there is only one fate for you: to be annihilated, body and soul returned to the heavens and earth."
Powerful and resounding, it was a wake-up call.
If this demon is arrogant, then Mo Yuan is even more arrogant.
Hot blood flowed through his body, and powerful magic surged through his meridians. He was full of strength, and his eyes were filled with fighting spirit.
Seeing that Mo Yuan was not afraid at all and even seemed eager to try, Xuan Zhizi's face gradually darkened, and a raging fire burned in his chest.
For thousands of years, demons have appeared in the hundreds of thousands of miles around the Lone Peak, but he has killed or banished them from the Lone Peak, which is why he can enjoy endless blood offerings.
Falling into the demonic path and devouring living beings allowed his cultivation to improve rapidly.
Originally, he was just an unknown demon in the early stage of True Immortal, but now he is a powerful expert at the peak of True Immortal. Even among the entire demon race, he is a demon general who can command tens of thousands of demon soldiers.
However, he did not like to share his blood offerings with others, so he hid on the solitary peak to accumulate magical power and cultivation, hoping to obtain the Golden Immortal Dao Fruit.
But Mo Yuan's sudden emergence not only caused the Pan Shi tribe to escape his control, but also cut off his path to enlightenment. How could he not be furious?
"I will make you understand the price of offending me. Remember, the one who killed you was the master of Lone Peak, the god Xuanzhizi, who was worshipped by all the human tribes in this vast territory."
Xuanzhizi chose to directly confront Moyuan.
The jade bell at his waist suddenly flew into the air, and the baby-like cry immediately became louder, mixed with a mysterious soul attack, as if it wanted to drown Mo Yuan in it.
Mo Yuan felt as if countless blood infants were filled with despair, reaching out to tear his primordial spirit and true soul apart, and bloody scenes appeared in his mind.
"snort!"
"Such an evil magic weapon has no reason to exist in the world."
"Five-colored light that shatters the heavens!"
Mo Yuan's body trembled slightly, and his primordial spirit shone with divine light. Xuan Zhizi's divine attack was rendered ineffective, and he directly used the divine power of the Qilin clan.
Having cultivated this divine power at the cost of countless fragments of the Five Elements Laws and immense effort, it was time for Mo Yuan to unleash its full potential. Thus, he directly unleashed his ultimate attack at point-blank range.
The five-colored divine light condensed and circulated in front of his chest, and in the blink of an eye, it evolved into a hazy beam of light, which quickly attacked Xuan Zhizi.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible!"
"Even if you are a pure-blooded variant of the Qilin clan, you shouldn't have mastered such supernatural powers at the mid-stage of True Immortal. What secrets are you hiding?"
Xuan Zhizi looked incredulous, his tone filled with terror.
The Qilin Clan is one of the three major races during the Dragon-Han Calamity. All their secrets have long been exposed, and all of this information is recorded in their bloodline heritage.
The Five-Colored Sky-Shattering Light—isn't that something only a Qilin Clan expert at the Golden Immortal realm could comprehend?
Xuan Zhizi sensed that the surrounding space had come to a standstill, and that the hazy beam of light contained immeasurable energy, which even a peak True Immortal dared not forcibly withstand.
With a determined heart, Xuanzhizi activated the jade bell and placed it in front of him.
At the same time, a pair of illusory wings appeared out of thin air, protecting his true form.
"Xuan Zhizi is not simple. He knew that the Five-Colored Sky-Crushing Light would lock onto him, so he did not rashly dodge or escape, but forcibly resisted."
"I wonder what this person's background is?"
Mo Yuan thought to himself that he had become more wary of Xuan Zhizi.
"Qilin Stomp the Sky, Suppress!"
Mo Yuan manifested his true form as a Qilin. His scales shimmered with a ghostly light, and the lightning patterns on his limbs became even more dazzling. Auspicious clouds surged beneath his feet, and the essence of the Earth element and magical power gathered to form mountains.
All laws retreated, and space froze.
Mo Yuan strode forward, his aura gradually rising, and even the power of flesh and blood and the origin of his bloodline were gathering at his feet, eventually merging with those mountains.
It was a huge golden hoofprint covering hundreds of miles of land, engraved with the unique runes of the Qilin clan, containing the will of suppression, shattering and destruction within its Daoist charm.
"You've gone too far!"
Xuanzhizi roared, feeling as if he were sinking into a quagmire.
"Bang!"
Just then, the magical jade bell, crafted from countless human skulls and resentment, shattered instantly. The remaining power of the Five-Colored Sky-Shattering Light poured onto the pair of illusory wings, which did not resist for long before turning into specks of light and disappearing.
"Pfft!"
Xuanzhizi spat out a mouthful of blood, his very essence damaged.
Those illusory wings were his innate divine power, containing defensive and protective power. Once unleashed, they could always resist all attacks, but now they were as fragile as paper.
He had to re-evaluate Mo Yuan.
If he had fought a life-or-death battle, he wouldn't have been confident enough, and he was so unwilling to give up hundreds of thousands of miles of territory and countless human food.
After only a moment's consideration, he decided to fight Mo Yuan to the bitter end.
"I am a peak True Immortal, how can I avoid his sharp edge?"
"Mysterious Feather Thousand Edges Break!"
With a flick of his sleeve, Xuan Zhizi unleashed tens of millions of feathers, each resembling a sharp blade, imbued with the resentment and lingering hatred of those he had killed, releasing wisps of black mist from them.
Suddenly, his mouth turned into a bloody hole, from which he spat out illusory figures wreathed in demonic and monster energy—these were the demons or monsters he had slain.
He refined them all into his own demonic puppets, which could unleash boundless power at crucial moments.
"go!"
Xuan Zhizi manipulated his divine powers and nearly a hundred demonic puppets to attack the divine powers that Mo Yuan had condensed.
"clank!"
The moment the feathers collided with the golden hoofprints, a crisp and sharp metallic clang was produced. As for the demonic puppets, they deliberately detonated themselves, attempting to taint Mo Yuan's divine power with demonic energy and murderous intent.
Seeing this, Mo Yuan no longer held back; he had already tested Xuan Zhizi's combat strength.
This person must have had an extraordinary background, but he was cruel and inhumane by nature, which is why he fell into the demonic path and became a demon. Even among the true immortals, he was still an outstanding one.
However, this person encountered himself.
The power of the golden hoofprint reached its peak, and it directly suppressed Xuan Zhizi. Even with countless feathers blocking it and demonic puppets sacrificing themselves one after another, it was all like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
"change!"
Seeing this, Xuanzhizi changed his method of defense.
The remaining feathers, like venomous snakes, coiled around the golden hoofprint, then released a binding force, attempting to seal it away.
Unfortunately, Xuanzhizi overestimated himself and underestimated the power of the Qilin Clan's supernatural abilities.
In an instant, the feathers turned to dust, and the golden hoofprints, spanning hundreds of miles, pressed down on him fiercely, leaving him no chance to escape.
Screams echoed through the desolate peak. Xuanzhizi had been forced by Moyuan to reveal his true form: a sculpted body with an iron beak, a skull with evil horns, golden eyes and a cruel, cold gaze.
"It's actually a demon from the Gu Diao clan."
"This clan followed the Phoenix clan in the struggle for supremacy in the prehistoric world during the early Dragon-Han Calamity. After its decline, it gradually faded into obscurity and is now a marginal figure among the demon race. Presumably, Xuanzhizi's fall into the demonic path is related to the situation of the Gu Diao clan."
"Taihao Flying Dagger, go!"
Seeing that Xuan Zhizi, who was barely clinging to life, showed signs of escaping, Mo Yuan simply summoned the Taihao Flying Knife, a mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure that he had recently refined.
The silver light pierced the void without being noticed by Xuanzhizi.
Xuan Zhizi froze on the spot, his eyes filled with fear and shock.
Only when the Taihao Flying Knife pierced the skin between his eyebrows did he realize the existence of this mid-grade acquired spiritual treasure, but he didn't even have a chance to react before his primordial spirit was shattered by the Taihao Flying Knife.
The hundreds-of-foot-tall body crashed to the ground, covered in blood, a gruesome sight.
"The True Fire of the Qilin, burn away all the sins of the world!"
Mo Yuan glanced at Xuan Zhizi's corpse, then activated the Qilin True Fire to burn it to dust, leaving behind not even the refining materials or the demon core tainted with demonic energy.
The paths of immortals and demons are in opposition.
He didn't want any interaction with the demonic path, and he didn't care about those refining materials and demon cores.
"The karma with Xuan Zhizi is considered settled, but the karma with the Gu Diao clan has become entangled again. Especially after doing that thing I planned, countless demons in this prehistoric world will probably hate me to death."
Mo Yuan shook his head and sighed softly.
Human tribes worship the sun, moon, and stars, and offer sacrifices to various so-called gods. This is the path they must take in their reproduction and racial development, and it is also in line with the general trend of the heavens.
Since we can worship and sacrifice to demons, why can't we find another way and let the kind-hearted people and powerful beings who follow the way of heaven in this primordial world become the guardian deities of human tribes?
They do not use living people as sacrifices, but only incense as offerings.
This path leads to godhood through incense offerings; once it emerges, it will cause a great upheaval in the primordial world.
Based on Mo Yuan's deductions, even a saintly sect like the Western Religion would probably be uneasy at that time.
"Never mind, let's deal with the Rock Tribe problem first."
"I only proposed the idea; how to implement or develop it is up to the human race. I can't be made to bear all the consequences..."
Mo Yuan exhaled a breath of turbid air, having made up his mind.
Not for any other reason than that this matter aligns with the general trend and the rules of heaven and earth.
There are indeed some risks...