1039 He Was No Longer One Person (1/2)

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The ground was split and trees were smashed. Then a bang was heard. The bang of the massive pound resounded in the air.

Horrifying lightning smashed the remaining of the trees and collapsed the remaining of the walls. People standing nearby were thrown a dozen meters away and struck senseless.

Luckily, many people were covering their ears. Otherwise they would have been struck to death by the thunder formed by the pound. Many of them were knocked out.

At least ten thousand kilos of stone chips and mud were knocked into the sky and covered the morning sun. It became dark and no one could see clearly.

In the darkness, stone chips fell down like pouring rain and shattered the leaves. They disassembled the pile of firewood and threw them into the well like some frogs jumping into the water.

After a very long while, the rain of stone chips gradually ceased and dust dispelled. A pit was formed in the yard. The stone ground was very hard, and under some loose mud there was another layer of even harder granite. But now there was a pit on the ground.

When the dust dispelled, two figures were seen in the pit. Tang Xiaotang was holding her distorted cudgel. At the other end of the cudgel, there was another hand, a slightly grey and inhuman hand.

Long Qing was holding the cudgel. His face was extremely pale and his pupils were the purest grey. There was blood by the corner of his lips while he was half kneeling in the pit. He seemed exhausted but was still holding on.

Tang Xiaotang was also pale. The sacred artifact of the Devil's Doctrine was already distorted. And her wrist bones were broken. Her right arm was shivering as if it would collapse at any moment.

With some snaps, Long Qing stood up slowly. The lower half of his gown was ripped and he was covered in dust. He stared at Tang Xiaotang and said, ”You should have not been so powerful.”

Tang Xiaotang did not say a word. She bit her lips so hard that blood would not spurt from her mouth. Only by doing so could she continue to hold her iron cudgel and pretend to be not weak.

Long Qing suddenly laughed. With blood on his teeth, he looked horrifying. His dashing eyebrows raised, and his grey pupils shone. They were both charming and uncanny.

”But it doesn't matter how powerful you are.” Long Qing smiled, ”Because… I'm more powerful. You won't find anyone more powerful than I am in the world. Because, my sweetheart, I am no longer one person.” His voice was somehow trembling. It was not because of the injury but excitement, or even insanity. He felt that many voices were echoing inside his body.

Many years ago when he was healing and cultivating in the Zhishou Abbey, he stole the Arcane Tome of the Sand and practiced the evil skill of Grey Eyes. He took the life and cultivation from Taoist Banjie and got his second chance. Then he betrayed Taosim and went into exile. Along the way he sucked the cultivation and power from many powerful Taoists, went to the East Wilderness, and captured the spirits and power from many powerful figures in the Left Royal Court. Eventually he reached the state above Knowing Destiny and captured many people inside his body.

Later on, he was accepted by Taoism again. When he returned to Peach Mountain, as Ye Hongyu had predicted, his state of cultivation was collapsing. He had few choices. He could either dispel the evil skill and become an ordinary man, or keep capturing the cultivation of others and quench the crisis with further evilness. He would eventually be destroyed by the evil skill but at least it could help him hang on for a longer while.

Long Qing chose the latter resolutely because he had to be powerful. He had been struggling between the light and the darkness for too long and had enough of it.

Fortunately for him, at that time the Divine Halls of West-Hill was executing the Abbey Dean's order of housecleaning. Many subordinaries of the Hierarch and those from the Divine Hall of Light and Revelation Institute were sent to the Secluded Pavilion and captured by his Grey Eyes.

The Devil's Doctrine invented the Practice of Taotie, and later on Taoism converted it into the Grey Eyes. For hundreds of years, Long Qing was the only one who practiced it to the extreme. It was because no one but him could have found so many preys. Now he seemed to be on the Zenith of Knowing Destiny. But actually he had already possessed unimaginable power that made him the most unique existence throughout the history of cultivation.

When they were at the imperial palace in Linkang, the Eldest Brother had sensed his power. He was shocked but could not figure out why he had become so powerful.

Long Qing was powerful, as he told Tang Xiaotang just now, because he… was no longer one person. He was a combination of many human beings. In other words, he was already inhuman.

Tang Xiaotang got even paler. She knew better than anyone else how powerful Long Qing was. She pressed to the ground like a meteorite. But he took that with a single hand.

So does the distance between Heaven and Earth no longer mean anything to Long Qing?

She frowned and pulled the cudgel out of his hand. She raised it again and seemed to be in pain.

Her wrist bones were broken. But she was still standing there, ready for another fight.

Long Qing stared at her quietly. His grey pupils seemed deeper. The greyness captured his eyeballs as if they were dark clouds taking over the sky. His body under the Taoist gown started to emit a sense of extinction.

Tang Xiaotang lowered her head. Her ponytail was loosened and the dark hair was flying and blocking her sight.

She tried so hard to resist the sucking power of the Grey Eyes. Luckily she had been cultivating the Devil's Doctrine and integrating her spirit into a strong body. Otherwise she would already be defeated with her body and soul falling apart.

Long Qing took a deep breath.

Before attacking the powerful figures from the Divine Halls, Tang Xiaotang took two deep breaths and inhaled every bit of the chilling wind on the square.

Whereas now, while Long Qing breathed, the ancient pagoda tree started shivering. Its leaves that had survived the entire winter had started to fall off.

Long Qing seemed to have become a black hole. Massive Qi of Heaven and Earth poured in from everywhere in the city and swept leaves and snow towards the relics of the walls and entered his body.

Massive Qi of Heaven and Earth was gathered by the collection of souls inside his body. It carried an unbearable horror, spurted from his chest, and instantly pierced through the thin Taoist gown.

There had been a hole in his chest, the black hole that was created by Ning Que's iron arrow.

A black peach blossom about one meter length bloomed on his chest. It was a secluded, jet-black and chill blossom, as if it came from the darkest abyss and carried endless resentment.

The black peach blossom bloomed gradually. Long Qing's right hand reached out from the black petals and toward Tang Xiaotang.

Tang Xiaotang's eyes became even brighter as she knew it was a life-or-death strike.

Instead of stabbing the iron cudgel forward, she twisted to place it horizontally in front of her. It seemed like an iron fence located on the edge of a viewpoint by a roaring river, keeping people away from the dangerous surge.

Long Qing's fist pounded on the cudgel. Upon a clap, the distorted iron cudgel bended further from the middle. It bended and formed a dangerous curve, as if a kid would have broken it with a single blow. A curve was made on Tang Xiaotang's chest too. It was neither a proud nor charming curve. Because it was an incurve.

Her chest sank a few inches. It seemed horrifying, as if a kid could break her ribs in a single touch. Tang Xiaotang's face was as pale as snow, then turned immediately scarlet. She could no longer keep her lips closed and blood spurted from her mouth.

While spitting blood, she fell backward. Her slim figure pounded on the edge of the pit and further smashed the stone ground and granite layer. Then she bounced up and rolled in midair, and finally fell on the ground several dozens of meters away.

Upon a low bang, the ground sank again. Some rhythmic footsteps were heard.

Long Qing walked out of the pit and appeared in front of the crowd.