usatvline Chapter 117 The Path of Gods and Demons
Chapter 117 The Path of Gods and Demons
Ling Yuchen finally showed some of the demeanor of a sect leader.
He bowed to Mo Wangqing, saying, "Master Wangqing, please forgive me."
After saying that, he stepped forward, took out a Binding Immortal Rope, and chanted an incantation to activate it.
Everyone watched Mo Wangqing warily.
Of all those present, only the brother and sister possessed the highest cultivation level. Moreover, it was said that they had been practicing swordsmanship together since childhood, and the combined power of their two swords could allow them to fight against opponents of a whole realm without being at a disadvantage. If they were determined to resist, all the people present combined would not be enough to defeat them.
However, Mo Wangqing remained motionless, letting the ineffective Immortal Binding Rope wrap around his body.
Even Mo Nianqing didn't move.
Everyone breathed a sigh of relief.
The Immortal Binding Rope was merely a magical artifact; it lacked the ability to bind a Nascent Soul cultivator. As long as Mo Wangqing did not resist, expressing his stance would suffice.
"Master of the Sword of Oblivion, thank you for your cooperation."
Ling Yuchen was not unaware of this.
Mo Wangqing didn't say much. Her eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she were sighing. She didn't respond, only saying, "Let's see."
Changes occurred once again within the painting.
As Mo Xi and Luo Qingcheng clashed, the originally unremarkable passage began to tremble incessantly.
Looking towards Luo Qingcheng, the entrance transformed into a sculpture on the lotus platform, half-crying and half-laughing.
The sculpture that was clearly crying before is now smiling.
The lotus platform has also changed.
What was originally just a sculpture of a lotus platform has become a reality.
The entire space was instantly filled with the fragrance of lotus flowers.
Luo Qingcheng smelled it and felt that his old back, which had hurt from the fall, had completely recovered.
Not only that, but the area on my back where the pseudo-spiritual root was located was itchy, as if it were growing.
Even the meridians, which had been completely drained of spiritual energy, seemed to have been replenished.
She suspected the fragrance had healing properties.
But Luo Qingcheng became even more vigilant.
After the black mist appeared, this strange phenomenon, resembling a divine object, occurred, leading her to suspect that it was some kind of illusion or deception.
However, it seemed like a pointless effort; after waiting for a long time, nothing happened.
Luo Qingcheng paced back and forth, puzzled.
But there were no other options.
In the end, I still walked towards the entrance of the passage.
The smile on the sculpture became wider.
After Luo Qingcheng stopped, three words appeared above the passageway.
"The Way of Gods and Demons".
"What?! It's actually the Path of Gods and Demons?!"
As we all know, human strength is limited. Even those who are above the masses in the cultivation world, and who reach the pinnacle of cultivation, can be considered immortals.
Even if one were to undergo the Great Tribulation of Thunder, defy the heavens to become an immortal, cross the boundary, and enter the immortal realm, one would not even have the qualification to grovel at the feet of a god and beg for divine favor.
The difference between gods and immortals is like the difference between immortals and mortals.
Some people couldn't help but have wild speculations: "Could she be a reincarnation of a deity?"
All doubts about Luo Qingcheng vanished.
If she has the potential to become a god, then all the people present combined wouldn't be as powerful as a single finger of hers after she becomes a god.
Some people wondered, "Isn't it written above as the Path of Gods and Demons? Why do you only say becoming a god and not becoming a demon?"
If Luo Qingcheng is the reincarnation of a demon, and therefore unafraid of demonic energy, that makes sense.
The person next to him flicked his forehead at the question, saying, "What do you know?"
But no further explanation was given.
Instead, he said to Ling Yuchen, "Hurry up and put away that Immortal Binding Rope, lest you neglect the Sword Master of Forgetfulness!"
Mo Nianqing looked at him with a mocking expression.
Mo Wangqing remained unperturbed by praise or criticism, allowing Ling Yuchen to retract the Immortal Binding Rope, which had not yet been attached to her.
The elders of the Taixu Sect were displeased, "What's the rush? How do you know she'll be allowed to enter the Divine Demon Path?"
Indeed, didn't the previous Immortal Path strongly oppose Luo Qingcheng's entry?
However, no sooner had he said this than the elder of the Taixu Sect was slapped in the face.
Luo Qingcheng was extremely excited when he saw the three characters "Gods and Demons Path" above the passage.
That's right. The system said she came to the Xuanwu Continent to become a god, and that damned Immortal Path was not the path she wanted to take at all.
They walked happily toward the passageway.
Sure enough, we didn't encounter any obstacles.
The moment the Taixu Sect elder finished speaking, they smoothly entered the Path of Gods and Demons.
Elder of Taixu Sect: ...
His face flushed red, and he felt like everyone was watching him.
Unable to save face, he sat up straight, pretending nothing had happened, and finally withdrew his gaze from Mo Wangqing back to the painting.
He wanted to see just how powerful this little girl who followed the path of gods and demons really was.
There are people outside waiting to see her make a fool of herself, but if Luo Qingcheng knew that, she probably wouldn't care at all.
Of course, there was no time to care.
As soon as she stepped into the path of gods and demons, an even denser black mist of demonic energy swept over her, overwhelming her.
The thick, dark mist clung to her head and face, nearly suffocating her.
The black mist seemed to have a life of its own, drilling into her seven orifices at an astonishing speed.
In the blink of an eye, the black mist enveloped Luo Qingcheng, clinging to him like a thick curtain.
She felt an immense pressure bearing down on her, making it extremely difficult to breathe, as if an invisible hand was choking her.
As if drowning, Luo Qingcheng subconsciously reached out to grab something, but the mist slipped through her fingers.
She was like a dying fish, thrashing about for a long time, but all her efforts were in vain.
The feeling of impending death caused by suffocation gripped Luo Qingcheng.
however--
Luo Qingcheng stopped moving.
Suddenly she thought of something.
She's a cultivator, so she doesn't seem to rely on oxygen that much, right?
Normally, breathing exercises are just to absorb the spiritual energy diffused in the air.
Then why is she struggling like that?
Sure enough, once his mindset changed, Luo Qingcheng felt much better.
Sigh, there's nothing we can do. She spent over twenty years as a mortal, but only a short time as a cultivator.
She spat out some of the demonic energy from her mouth twice, stood still for a moment to adjust to the low-oxygen environment, and felt alright.
Moreover, although the spiritual energy had almost completely dissipated, the divine sense was still usable.
He released his divine sense and probed into the distance of the dark passage filled with demonic energy.
They explored and walked, and for a time, nothing happened.
The black mist had no effect on her except for penetrating her body. Subconsciously, she did not feel threatened and therefore paid no attention to it.
Until his divine sense detected a living creature.
"Who?!" a male voice shouted.
In an instant, the released divine sense was forced back by an even stronger divine sense. In Luo Qingcheng's mind, an eye without white appeared. When this eye looked at her, Luo Qingcheng coughed up a mouthful of blood.
She was incredibly bold. Despite knowing very little about divine sense and having never learned any techniques for using it, she dared to release her divine sense without any precautions.
Like a child carrying gold in a bustling marketplace, even with strong spiritual awareness, without protection, one's vulnerabilities can be easily found.
She couldn't help but want to swear.
How can there be techniques in the cultivation world that can kill someone just by looking at them?!
Her internal organs were throbbing with pain, and the damage to her consciousness caused her sea of consciousness to riot. Her temples throbbed with a sharp, pulsating pain, as if a surge of energy was rampaging through her brain, determined to make her head explode and regain her freedom.
Feeling dizzy and disoriented, Luo Qingcheng staggered and fell to the ground.
Her vision blurred, and before she lost consciousness, she saw the face of a middle-aged man.
The middle-aged man had deep wrinkles around his eyes and seemed to be a kind person who often smiled. He stared at the long black cocoon on the ground with a puzzled look.
Turning to Zi'en, he asked, "Zi'en, come and see what this is?"