67: Deer-like creatures transforming

Qing Wu, in his giant form manifested through the Heaven and Earth Manifestation, already held the Beast God Palace in his hand.

The Beast God Palace was already heavily damaged, and its remaining Restrictions could not block his intrusion; it was being forcibly refined bit by bit.

That wisp of the Beast Emperor's remnant soul seemed to have accepted its defeat at this moment, letting out final roars of resentment.

“Do you think you can kill me like this?”

“One day, I will return, leading an endless tide of beasts once more.”

“When that time comes, the entire Primordial world will finally be conquered by me!”

Qing Wu ignored his incessant babbling.

This fellow was merely a remnant soul, yet he dared to be so arrogant. Reaching out, Qing Wu lightly crushed him into pieces.

Without the support of the Beast God Palace, he could no longer reform.

Without the suppression of the Beast God Palace, the endless Evil Qi in this world lost its core and began to dissipate in all directions.

A rumbling roar echoed from deep within the earth veins, as if the land itself were stretching its limbs.

Beams of brilliant spiritual light burst forth from the cracks.

The previously sealed power of the earth veins surged out, and the majestic earth vein Spiritual Qi began to take effect, purifying the boundless Evil Qi.

As the pure earth vein Spiritual Qi met the dissipating Evil Qi, a "chi-chi" sound erupted, and the black smoke melted away like snow in the spiritual light.

Centered on the original location of the Beast God Palace, the landscape for billions of miles around began to change at a speed visible to the naked eye.

The cracked earth gradually healed, and clear spiritual springs seeped from the fissures.

Decaying remains turned into nutrients, nourishing patches of tender green.

Even the twisted and mutated trees stretched their branches under the washing of the Spiritual Qi, shedding their hideous appearances.

The sunlight, once obscured by Evil Qi, finally pierced through the clouds and spilled onto this long-suffering land.

Wherever the sunlight touched, the blackened earth gradually regained its original color, and the dried-up riverbeds sparkled with ripples once more.

In the distance, Hong Yun, who had been talking incessantly to Lu Shu, stood up, deeply shocked by the scene.

Gazing at this world-changing sight, he couldn't help but mutter, “This is how the Primordial world is supposed to look!”

Lu Shu let out a cry toward a certain direction and leaped out in joy, wanting to pursue a certain presence.

Hong Yun hurried to follow, “Little friend, do not be in such a hurry.”

Lu Shu stepped onto the newborn land, its four hooves lightly treading on the grass shimmering with spiritual light.

It raised its snow-white head, its glazed eyes reflecting the magnificent scene of the world's revival.

The Golden Bell around its neck began to vibrate, emitting clear, melodious rings that formed a wonderful resonance with the surging earth vein Spiritual Qi.

Suddenly, it tilted its head back and cried out again toward that direction. The sound was clearer and more resonant than ever before, as if expressing its gratitude.

As the cries echoed, the surrounding earth vein Spiritual Qi converged toward it like a hundred rivers returning to the sea.

The Golden Bell shone brilliantly, its ancient dao patterns lighting up one by one, reflecting the patterns on Lu Shu's body.

Countless tiny specks of light began to emerge around Lu Shu, rotating around it like stars.

With every rotation, Lu Shu's form became a bit more blurred, while the specks of light grew more dazzling.

“This is... about to gain enlightenment and transform!” Hong Yun's eyes widened.

He too had witnessed the phenomenon of the land's revival, but why was his own enlightenment so much lesser?

It seemed his fate with those two was far shallower than that of little friend Lu Shu.

At this moment, Lu Shu was completely enveloped in spiritual light, with phantoms of mountains and rivers appearing on its surface, concentrating the essence of the earth within.

The Golden Bell hovered above, each chime triggering a resonance with the Great Dao within its heart.

Suddenly, a crisp chime rang out, and a dazzling golden light shot into the sky.

When the light dissipated, Lu Shu was gone, replaced by the figure of a young boy.

Lu Shu wore a moon-white robe and had a handsome face that carried the steadiness of the earth. The Golden Bell around his neck had turned into a small pendant hanging on his chest.

He slowly opened his eyes, which were as clear as a newborn stream yet as deep as a high mountain.

When his gaze fell in the direction of Qing Wu, his eyes immediately welled up with uncontrollable excitement... Qing Wu withdrew his Divine Ability, his gaze landing on the Beast God Palace, which had now shrunk to the size of a palm.

Initially, Qing Wu hadn't expected the Beast God Palace to be a treasure, let alone a supreme treasure that suppressed the core of the Evil Qi!

No wonder the Beast God Palace was only partially damaged and had survived after that great war.

Although many Restrictions had been destroyed, many of Yuan Feng's attacks had failed to cause any substantial damage to it, showing just how high its durability truly was.

If it could be refined and sacrificed in battle to directly smash people, the effect should be the same as that of the Heaven-Turning Seal.

Thus, the two had conspired to scheme against that dark shadow once, snatching this treasure from its hands.

The results showed that the tacit understanding between the two had reached a profound level; even without words, they knew each other's next move with just a glance.

After a period of refinement, he had only preliminary refined it, but his control over the Beast God Palace already surpassed that of the remnant soul.

One could even say that the remnant soul had become an Artifact Spirit of the Beast God Palace.

At this moment, Qing Wu released his suppression over it.

As expected, the dark shadow began to condense again, slowly taking on that familiar shape.

He didn't want to call it Beast Emperor Shen Ni, as that would be too much of an insult to the Beast Emperor's prestige.

He was a powerhouse who, despite knowing he was outmatched, fought a life-and-death struggle against many Chaos Gods and Demons.

Even though Qing Wu's current strength surpassed that of the former Beast Emperor Shen Ni, he still held a modicum of respect for him.

The true Beast Emperor Shen Ni had already perished permanently in that battle, his Dao extinguished.

This remnant soul was merely a continuation of Beast Emperor Shen Ni's obsession; let's call him God Deceiver for now.

A staff is straight and smooth, which is exactly the opposite of 'reverse.'

Not bad, Qing Wu felt the name he chose was quite good.

Gradually, as more Evil Qi gathered, the dark shadow solidified once again.

Opening his eyes and seeing the familiar yet strange Primordial Land, the resentment in his heart erupted once more.

“Primordial world, I have returned!”

“That damned pair of man and woman, I have returned!”

“Does this mean the Boundless Calamity has arrived so soon?”

Just as the dark shadow finished speaking, he suddenly realized two pairs of eyes were watching him.

One of them stared at him as if looking at trash, “So what if you've returned?”

“That pair of what? What do you want to do?”

Yuan Feng casually flicked a flame into the Beast God Palace, which transformed into a Fire Phoenix and gave him another beating.

Now, he had no ability to fight back and was instantly beaten to a pulp, lying on the ground pretending to be dead.

“Get up and face me!” Qing Wu's majestic voice rang out.