515: Tiger Lord Dark Moon

In the Senluo Dao Domain, governed by the Netherworld Dynasty, an earth-shattering decisive battle was unfolding.

Above the firmament, two towering figures stood in confrontation; they were two Half-Ancestors.

Terrifying Dao of Ghosts entanglement around them, causing the Grand Dao of All Heavens to tremble with every move they made.

Not far from them, hundreds of Dao Lords clashed in pairs, their Netherworld Ghost Fire and Profound Nether Cold Qi intertwining and colliding, tearing apart hundreds of millions of miles of Void Realm into shattered fragments.

The ground battlefield was even more tragic.

Over ten billion Yin Soldiers formed dense battle formations, colliding like two surging Netherworld Seas.

The Yin Court army on the left formed the “Nine Nether Yellow Springs Formation,” transforming surging Death Qi into thousands of Ghost Dragons; the Nether Palace forces on the right deployed the “Profound Nether God-Slaying Formation,” condensing bone-chilling frost into countless ghost creatures.

“Kill—!”

Amidst the sky-shaking battle cries, various Ghost Dao Divine Abilities furiously bombarded each other.

A Yin Heaven expert unleashed a Myriad Ghost Banner, instantly devouring a hundred thousand Yin Soldiers; on the other side, a Nether Palace expert activated the Profound Nether Pearl, freezing an area of ten million miles into a Death Domain.

The entire battlefield was filled with the wails of ghosts and gods, and even the Dao Laws were thrown into disarray.

This was the most tragic battle in the Netherworld in a thousand cycles!

The bloody battle in the Nether Territory shook all sides, and the powerful clans of the Ancient Land of Dao turned their gazes towards this turbulent ghost domain.

Above the Nine Heavens Divine Palace, the ancient existences of the Myriad Clans Divine Hall narrowed their golden eyes, gently tapping the Sky-Gazing Mirror; the shamans of the Heavenly Machine Clan unrolled the Heavenly Machine Diagram, deducing the changes in the battle situation; the Demon Race and Yao Race magnates secretly issued orders, dispatching elites to gather at the Netherworld border.

“When the snipe and clam fight…”

An Elder of the Humanity Palace stroked his beard and whispered, the Zhou Tian Star Chart floating behind him gazing at this scene.

All clans tacitly maintained a wait-and-see attitude, yet all were secretly mobilizing.

Some were stationing troops at the border, some dispatched secret agents to infiltrate, and some ancient existences had already begun to deduce the true reason for this battle.

If it were merely a matter of the Lower Realm, it would certainly not have provoked such wrath from the Profound Nether Heavenly Son.

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Just as the Netherworld was fighting in utter chaos, in a secluded grotto-heaven somewhere on the Eternal Continent, Xu Qing, dressed in a plain robe, sat cross-legged on a cloud platform, his fingertips lightly tapping, as five-colored Sword Qi intertwined in the Void Realm, forming a profound Dao Diagram.

At the edge of a cliff where clouds surged.

Xu Qing, in a plain white Daoist robe, moved with the wind, his fingertips lightly tapping the Void Realm, five-colored Sword Qi, like swimming Dragons, intertwined and flowed, outlining an abstruse Five Elements Dao Diagram between heaven and earth.

“Xie’er, watch carefully.” Xu Qing’s voice was gentle, yet carried an undeniable Dao rhyme, “The mutual generation of the Five Elements is the Dao of conforming to heaven, but the Dao of a Sword Cultivator lies in defying heaven and changing fate.”

Beside him stood a youth of about fifteen or sixteen, who was his nephew, Xu Xie.

The youth’s brows were firm, and a faint sword hum echoed around him, a sign of the Awakening of the Indestructible Sword Physique.

A wooden sword suddenly flew out from the youth’s sleeve.

This seemingly ordinary wooden sword split into five in the air, transforming into golden, green, blue, red, and yellow Sword Light respectively, and actually began to evolve the Reincarnation of the four seasons in the Void Realm.

Xu Xie held his breath and concentrated, his Indestructible Sword Physique spontaneously operating, forming a brilliant Sword Qi around him.

The long sword in his hand slowly danced according to Xu Qing’s guidance, each move resonating with the Five Elements Sword Dao.

But during the third move, “Water Nourishes All Things,” the sword momentum suddenly became stagnant, and the spiritual energy within his body almost went out of control.

“Calm your mind.” Xu Qing gently pressed his shoulder, “Remember, the Water Element Sword Dao is not about form, but about momentum.”

As he spoke, he flicked his fingertip, and a drop of morning dew flew into Xu Xie’s glabella.

The youth was instantly struck by lightning, and a vast ocean appeared before his eyes.

When he recovered, the long sword in his hand had unconsciously executed a move, “Tides of the Azure Sea,” and the Sword Qi transformed into towering waves.

“Not bad.” Xu Qing nodded in satisfaction, “Next is the Fire Element Sword Dao. This intent is not about burning the heavens, but about…”

Xu Qing thought for a moment, then took out the Southern Li Fire Essence and pressed it into Xu Xie’s long sword: “Use this as a guide to feel the true Fire Element Sword Dao.”

The long sword immediately burst into roaring flames, and Xu Xie felt a scorching Sword Intent rush straight into his Meridians.

Just as he was about to collapse, the Indestructible Sword Physique within him suddenly Awakened, absorbing all the power of the Fire Essence.

“Now!” Xu Qing lightly shouted.

Xu Xie was enlightened, and his sword moves suddenly changed.

The Five Elements Sword Qi circulated repeatedly within his body: Metal generates Water, Water generates Wood, Wood generates Fire, Fire generates Earth, Earth generates Metal.

As the circulation became faster and faster, the five-colored Sword Light actually began to undergo Fusion, finally condensing into a gray-white sword shadow above his head—the initial formation of Yin and Yang Sword Intent!

“Boom!”

The Sword Intent erupted, splitting the cloud sea within a ten-mile radius in two, revealing a brilliant starry sky.

A distant mountain peak silently turned into dust, which was actually caused by the aftershocks of the Sword Qi.

Xu Qing’s brows relaxed: “The Five Elements transforming into Yin and Yang is just the beginning.”

He looked towards the starry sky, his gaze profound, “The turmoil in this world will probably soon affect all the heavens. Xie’er, the future of the Xu Family rests on you. Do not disappoint your grand-uncle.”

Xu Xie stood with his sword sheathed, a determined look flashing in his eyes: “Grand-uncle, I will grow up as quickly as possible, and then I can help you.”

Xu Qing smiled with relief upon hearing this, “You’ve been away from home for several years, go back and take a look!”

Xu Xie’s eyes reddened when he heard this, “Grand-uncle, are you leaving now?”

“Your grand-uncle has matters to attend to and cannot stay long. You must Cultivate diligently!” Xu Qing said with a smile.

“Xie’er will definitely Cultivate well!”

Xu Xie bowed.

“Go!”

With a wave of Xu Qing’s sleeve, a spatial vortex appeared behind Xu Xie.

Watching the disappearing Xu Xie, Xu Qing relaxed his brows.

After so many years of Cultivation, he had already given up the idea of finding a Dao Companion; at least, he was unlikely to have such thoughts.

The Xu Family needed an heir, and this heir fell upon Xu Xie.

Xu Qing’s figure dissipated like a gentle breeze.

Above the firmament of the Undead Nether Domain in the Demon Clan Territory, a white-robed figure stepped out of the Void Realm.

At the peak of the Myriad Ren Solitary Peak in the Nether Tiger Continent.

Xu Qing stood with his hands behind his back, his robes fluttering in the biting Demonic Qi.

His profound gaze swept across the vast land beneath his feet—Demonic Qi surged here, and countless powerful Yao Race auras lurked in the darkness.

Suddenly, ripples appeared in the distant Void Realm.

A black shadow flashed like a ghost, and in a blink of an eye, it had knelt before Xu Qing.

It was a black-robed youth with sword-like brows, enveloped in a chilling Demonic Qi.

When he looked up, his eyes were filled with excited bloodlust.

“Master!”

Dark Moon’s voice trembled slightly.

Xu Qing observed the youth before him, a satisfied smile playing on his lips: “Not bad, an Immortal Supreme, almost Breakthrough to Immortal Monarch.”

Looking at this youth who had been with him since the Ming Domain, Xu Qing’s face showed emotion.

The Dark Moon who used to act spoiled in his arms was now a True King of the Yao Race, a Tiger Monarch Dark Moon, who shook the Undead Nether Domain.

“It’s all thanks to Master’s nurturing back then.” Dark Moon kowtowed deeply, his body under the black robe tense with excitement, “Dark Moon has always been waiting for Master’s summons.”

Through a thousand years, he had never stopped following Xu Qing’s footsteps.

Xu Qing raised his hand to offer a gentle support, and a soft force lifted Dark Moon: “Remember, you are not my servant, and from now on, do not call me Master.”

“Your identity is the Young Clan Chief of the Undead Nether Tiger Clan, and also my, Xu Qing’s, family, my, Xu Qing’s, brother. The Xuanhuang Xu Family will always have a place for you!”

As his own Cultivation grew, he no longer needed the help of Dark Moon and the others. It was better to let go and allow them to inherit their own missions or live their own lives.

“Master, I…”

“Hmm?”

Xu Qing’s expression darkened!

“Bro… Brother!”

Seeing this, Dark Moon trembled and called out.

“Now that’s my good brother!” Xu Qing laughed heartily.

“Come! Today, we only drink wine and talk about nothing else!”