445: First meeting

"Old Devil Head, is this all you've got?"

Xu Liang suddenly retracted his spear and stepped back, his left hand wiping the bronze spear shaft. The mottled rust receded like a tide, revealing gilded patterns as brilliant as a star river.

The lightning flickering at the spear tip suddenly solidified, transforming into nine small Lightning Dragons coiling around the spear shaft.

"Then take this — Lightning Punishment of Heavenly Judgment!"

The moment the long spear left his hand, the world suddenly lost its color.

The gilded long spear transformed into a ten-thousand-foot Lightning Dragon. Its whiskers danced, bringing forth golden electric snakes across the sky, and every Dragon scale was branded with the Texture of Judgment Dao.

Wherever the Lightning Dragon passed, Devilish Qi melted like snow meeting the scorching sun, and even space was burned with charred marks.

"Arrogant!"

The Three Devils' faces twisted, and the bone blade slashed fiercely across his chest.

Dark Devilish blood poured onto the bone blade like a waterfall. The blade instantly became as dark as ink, its surface covered with countless faces of resentful spirits wailing in pain.

The eight-armed Devil God Dharma Form behind him moved in sync, its eight bone hands forming a strange Dharma Seal, condensing a giant bone blade that spanned the sky.

As the giant bone blade appeared, the world grew even gloomier.

"Extreme Devil Slash!"

The moment the bone blade struck, all the skeletons on the boundless wasteland simultaneously shattered, turning into a bloody torrent that flowed into the blade.

Wherever the blade passed, even light was swallowed, leaving only the purest intent of destruction.

"Boom —"

The moment the Lightning Dragon and the bone blade collided, time seemed to stand still.

The next moment, dazzling light exploded, and the shockwave tore the clouds within a thousand-mile radius to shreds.

Cobweb-like cracks first appeared on the surface of the bone blade, then it disintegrated with a crisp cracking sound. The Lightning Dragon's momentum remained undiminished, piercing through the Three Devils' chest with the might of judgment!

"Ah ah ah!"

The Three Devils screamed tragically, the golden lightning at the edge of the hole in his chest like a persistent gangrene, constantly eroding his Devilish body.

He discovered in horror that his Undying Devilish Body, cultivated for tens of thousands of epochs, was melting like wax under this lightning.

"Impossible, how is this possible!"

The Three Devils couldn't believe it.

"Third Brother!"

Seeing Third Brother's tragic state, the other Two Devils' eyes were bloodshot, and the Devilish Qi around him boiled like a sea.

The Eldest Devil had just torn open the Void Realm when a three-foot azure blade silently pressed against his glabella. The cold gleam flickering from the sword tip froze the Devilish Texture on his forehead into frost.

"Move one step, and die."

Xu Qing's voice was like the ice of the Nine Nether, and the Sword Qi flowing on the three-foot azure blade had locked down the surrounding Void Realm.

At the other end of the wasteland, Xu Liang stepped through the air, his long spear dripping with dark Devilish blood.

He coldly looked at the dying Three Devils, golden light in his eyes like a torch: "When you ambushed the people of my Xu Clan, did you ever consider this day?"

"No... I am from the Blood Devilish Temple..."

The Three Devils struggled, trying to crush the blood jade at his waist, but Xu Liang stomped on his wrist, crushing it.

The moment the long spear pierced through his skull, the Three Devils' ferocious face froze in endless terror. His Dao Soul cracked like porcelain, eventually turning to dust in the golden lightning.

"So much nonsense!"

Pulling out his long spear, Xu Liang said disdainfully.

"Xu Qing! The Supreme will not let you go..."

The Eldest Devil's eyes were bloodshot, then his roar abruptly stopped.

The three-foot azure blade trembled slightly, and the Sword Light, like a reversed star river, pierced through his head.

"You..."

Before the Second Devil could react, Xu Qing's sword finger swiped, and the Sword Light turned back. He also followed in the footsteps of the Eldest Devil.

"Break!"

Xu Qing's voice came from the Nine Heavens.

The three-foot azure blade slashed through the air, and the blood curtain covering the world shattered like glass.

The great formation set up by the Three Devil Heads was shattered by Xu Qing.

As soon as the great formation broke, the resulting fluctuations immediately attracted the attention of nearby Dao Lords, and their Dao thoughts came one after another.

"Hmph!"

Xu Qing let out a cold snort, sweeping these Dao thoughts back. Even an Immortal Giant felt the threat of death under this cold snort.

"Clan Chief! Do we still need to continue?"

Xu Liang came before Xu Qing with the Three Devils' corpses.

"There's no need! Since they know I'm here, they probably won't act rashly!"

Xu Qing shook his head.

Although only one Elder from the Holy Temple had come out, this was Human Territory. How could there be only one Holy Temple Elder watching? Without absolute certainty of victory, those old fellows wouldn't jump out.

"Alright, then let's go first!"

Xu Liang nodded.

Originally, if they wanted to return, they could have directly used the passage in the city's stronghold.

But in order to lure out those people from the Ten Thousand Races, he and Xu Qing had planned to draw the snake out of its hole. Now that they had killed three Devil Heads, it should deter those people for a while.

Subsequently, nine Taiyin Flood Dragons pulled the Immortal Palace into the Void Realm, returning to the Xuanhuang Great World.

Meanwhile, Xu Qing looked to the west, where deep in a certain star field, two figures stood confronting each other in the air. One leaned on a green bamboo staff, a world of green bamboo under his feet.

Opposite him, a figure enveloped in bloody light sat on a throne piled with stellar skeletons, and countless shattered world fragments floated in the blood mist behind him.

Xu Qing had met the Old man in linen clothes, who was the Holy Temple Elder, and that blood shadow was presumably the Blood Devilish Supreme.

At this moment, both of them were also observing Xu Qing.

"Old man in linen clothes, I lost this round..." The Blood Devilish Supreme suddenly chuckled, and a drop of Devilish blood from his fingertip fell into the green bamboo, instantly polluting billions of miles of green bamboo.

The Old man in linen clothes lightly tapped his bamboo staff, and the green bamboo forest beneath his feet erupted with green light, enveloping the polluted green bamboo. The next moment, the bloody Qi transformed into green smoke and dissipated.

"Heh..." As the Blood Devilish Supreme stood up, his throne collapsed into stardust, "Tianyang Pass, the hundred-epoch conscription is imminent. I hope your Human Race... can still smile."

When the blood mist dissipated, a demonized star exploded with a roar.

The Old man in linen clothes looked at the splashing starlight and did not stop the Blood Devilish Supreme, because both of them were on the same level, and if the other party wanted to leave, he couldn't stop him.

Instead, a hint of worry flashed in his cloudy eyes.

He turned to look at Xu Qing, then took a step.

In an instant, Yin and Yang reversed, time flowed backward, and all the worlds rapidly retreated, and he arrived before Xu Qing in a flash.

"I am Green Bamboo, the Ninth Elder of the Human Race Holy Temple!"

The Old man in linen clothes looked at Xu Qing, smiling as he introduced himself.

"Junior Xu Qing, greetings, Senior!"

Xu Qing said, neither humble nor arrogant.

"Who would have thought that you could display strength no weaker than an Immortal Giant with just a Dao Body? It seems everyone underestimated you!"

A look of approval flashed in the Old man in linen clothes's eyes. People at his Realm could naturally see the condition of Xu Qing's body, and he couldn't help but marvel inwardly.

If merely his Dao Body possessed the cultivation of an Immortal Giant, then what Realm must his true body be in?

He had probably already stepped into their Domain, right?

Xu Qing smiled slightly, saying nothing.

The cultivation of the Old man in linen clothes before him was already at Dao Lord Perfection, an Immortal Overlord who had refined forty-four strands of Hongmeng Primordial Qi.

Such a powerhouse was far beyond what a Meteor Overlord could compare to; crushing a Meteor Overlord was merely a flick of the wrist.

Therefore, an Immortal Overlord who had refined forty-four strands of Hongmeng Primordial Qi was also called a Supreme, and one who had refined forty-five strands was a Supreme. That Blood Devilish and the Old man in linen clothes were on the same level.

"Little friend, would you like to come to Green Bamboo Residence? This old man wants to discuss something with you!"

The Old man in linen clothes asked.

"Alright!" Xu Qing nodded.

He also wanted to test the intentions of the Human Race Holy Temple.