479: Chapter 479 Demon Cang

"So this is the source of the Source Beasts you mentioned... they were born from that energy!"

"They were created by the will of the Heavenly Dao; the next riot will be the liquidation!"

"This is a tribulation."

She spoke slowly.

Such words made Qin Wushang recall previous information.

"The Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth!"

"The great tribulation that destroys eras and buries all living beings?"

He almost blurted it out.

"Correct!"

"It seems you know quite a lot!"

The Immortal Lord nodded, somewhat surprised.

This kind of thing was something even the Immortal Kings she raised didn't know.

This fellow actually knew!

"I learned of it by chance."

Qin Wushang responded in a low voice.

This wasn't the first time he had come into contact with the Great Tribulation of Heaven and Earth.

But that thing, with his current strength, didn't seem to matter much.

There was no use thinking too much.

"Aren't you afraid?"

The Immortal Lord asked again.

"There's nothing to be afraid of."

"When the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. Don't we still have you Seniors?"

"In the end, I am just a Sacred Sovereign; how could I possibly manage these things?"

Qin Wushang smiled bitterly, looking completely indifferent.

As long as it wasn't targeted only at him, there was nothing to fear.

"A fine 'when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up'..."

"Indeed! When the sky falls, there are tall people... but what if even the tall ones can't hold it up?"

The Immortal Lord murmured, her tone seeming to carry some Life Qi.

Was she dissatisfied with his answer?

Qin Wushang raised an eyebrow.

"If they can't hold it, then they die... If a person lives and cannot achieve true invincibility, they cannot exist eternally and will naturally die."

"It's nothing much."

He slowly spoke his thoughts.

For him, the worst result of anything was nothing more than death.

"Your answer is very similar to that fellow's,"

the Immortal Lord said.

"Who?"

Qin Wushang asked.

"Qin Wushang!"

"Supreme Double Pupils, Innate Sacred Body Dao Embryo!"

The Immortal Lord spoke plainly.

"However, that wasn't the real him; it was just a Clone."

She had seen Qin Wushang's Clone before.

With her strength, she could naturally tell it was just a Clone.

"A Clone?"

"That can't be right? Can a Clone even participate in the trials?"

Qin Wushang feigned surprise.

Every change in his expression and every movement was clearly sensed by the Immortal Lord.

"Why not?"

"He is likely afraid, fearing that Immortal King Jun Juechen will liquidate them in the Immortal Domain."

The Immortal Lord muttered to herself.

She looked somewhat lonely; that coldness that kept people a thousand miles away was the same feeling Qin Wushang had when he first met Chu Yuehua.

"Senior... there is one thing I don't understand."

"That Mo Qianrao... is she one of your Clones, or what?"

Qin Wushang couldn't help but voice the doubt in his heart.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask."

She spoke, her tone becoming even colder, seemingly carrying a hint of killing intent.

Qin Wushang's expression changed, and he didn't dare mention it again.

When he looked up again, the Immortal Lord's figure had already vanished.

"Regardless, you must not have any thoughts about her, nor any improper actions!"

"Otherwise, die!"

The Immortal Lord's words suddenly surfaced in Qin Wushang's mind, making his hair stand on end.

"It seems my guess was correct; she should be one of the Immortal Lord's Clones."

"She should be similar to Su Qingjue."

Qin Wushang whispered to himself.

Thinking of this, another thought occurred to him.

If Mo Qianrao was clinging to him and making those intimate gestures, was it equivalent to the Immortal Lord doing those things?

Would the Immortal Lord also have feelings from it?

Thinking about it, Qin Wushang felt a chill in his crotch.

Not good!

That woman wasn't Chu Yuehua!

...

Returning to the Burial Immortal Platform.

Because of the movement of the giant dark hand, more living beings had gathered here once again.

When they saw the corpses on the Burial Immortal Platform, they were all shocked.

"Sacred Kings... Sacred Sovereigns... even Quasi-Emperors... Heavens, whose handiwork is this!"

"This isn't a Burial Immortal Platform; it's practically a slaughterhouse!"

"I'm not mistaken, that head... damn it, it's actually a servant of this Young Master's family! With his Quasi-Emperor strength, he actually fell here!"

Some beings exclaimed in disbelief.

Those who had fallen on the Burial Immortal Platform were experts or Prodigies from many forces.

And they were all hacked to death by a blade.

"It's been investigated! It's said to be the work of that number one on the rankings, Mo Cang!"

Someone got the news from Lei Wuji's followers who hadn't died yet and was shocked.

"No wonder! No wonder that guy's points soared so terrifyingly!"

Soon!

The name of Mo Cang spread throughout the Burial Immortal Platform!

When Qin Wushang returned, countless gazes gathered on him.

"He is Mo Cang?"

"He truly is evil... no wonder he's so ruthless!"

"A Devil Head!"

"True Demon Bloodline, a total Devil Head! He's even more evil than the Demonic Cultivators of our Human Race!"

They were discussing animatedly, but as soon as Qin Wushang's gaze swept over them, they immediately shut up.

Qin Wushang landed beside Mo Qianrao.

"How was it?"

Mo Qianrao remained the same, giving him a faint smile that looked a bit mischievous.

"It was alright; she didn't make things difficult for me."

Qin Wushang spoke plainly.

"You are her Clone, that much is certain; perhaps you haven't noticed it yourself."

He added.

There are many methods in the world to cultivate Clones; some Clones don't know they are Clones.

Mo Qianrao might not know, or she might be pretending not to know.

"Perhaps."

"Then will Master despise me?"

Mo Qianrao's expression changed slightly as she lowered her head and asked.

"What right do I have to despise you?"

He asked back.

A Clone of the Immortal Lord—as long as he wasn't stupid, he knew this was a powerful thigh to cling to.

Clinging to it was dangerous, but if he really did, it would be incredibly comfortable.

"There's just one thing I'm curious about."

"Since you are her Clone, why are you part of the True Demon Clan?"

"Could it be that the Immortal Lord's original body is a True Demon?"

"But it doesn't look like it."

Under his Supreme Double Pupils, the Immortal Lord's original body was a living human.

Different from Mo Qianrao.

"About this... can I say I don't know?"

"In my memories, regarding myself, there are only True Demon memories."

Mo Qianrao shook her head.

There were some things she didn't want to say or guess.

It was enough to just be alive!

"I see!"

Qin Wushang nodded and stopped asking.

"In any case, I only know that following you makes me feel very comfortable."

"Your scent is very special."

"Perhaps it's because of the True Demon Clan; I've always thought so."

"I used to think 'Master' was a joke, but since you held that blade, then none of it is a joke."

As she spoke, she remembered the True Demon Emperor's kneel.

Since even the True Demon Emperor referred to him as Master, there was naturally nothing improper about her following suit.

"Rumble!"

Suddenly, the entire Burial Immortal Platform shook violently.

Qin Wushang felt something and immediately looked toward the source of the commotion.

"The Ancient Stone Platform!"