Chapter 1537 - 445: Zhou Qing, How Could It Be You? (6k)_4

"Ah—!!"

Amidst the piercing screams, Xuanyuan Sha’s Primordial Spirit was torn into pieces by the Thunder, eventually turning into specks of Spiritual Light and dissipating into the heavens and earth.

In the next moment—

"Wooo wooo wooo..."

A shadowy wind suddenly arose, enveloping the entire mountain range with a grey mist seeping from the void.

The mist was filled with the lingering obsessions and resentment of a Spirit Severing Realm expert who had fallen, with twisted faces faintly visible within, letting out harrowing wails.

Zhou Qing stood beneath the Blood Phoenix’s phantom, his black robe fluttering fiercely in the shadowy wind.

He glanced coldly at the mountain range tainted by negative emotions; with a single beckon, Xuanyuan Sha’s remaining Storage Bag flew into his palm.

Then, his form flickered, returning instantly to the cave entrance.

Inside, three thousand pregnant women were curled up in iron cages, forming a dead silent array.

Since Zhou Qing left, they had maintained an eerie silence, deliberately quieting even their breathing to avoid alerting anything.

It was the first time in such a long period that the senior had been away for so long.

Everyone understood that what compelled the senior to personally act must have been a terrifying existence of the same Spirit Severing Realm.

The air was filled with an overwhelming tension that suffocated.

Everyone gripped the iron bars tightly, unanimously watching the shattered cave entrance.

"Will the senior... return?"

"Who was the Spirit Severing Realm enemy outside?"

"Will we be implicated..."

Numerous anxious thoughts lingered in the hearts of the pregnant women.

Just then—

"Crackle!"

Multiple strands of Purple Gold Thunder Light suddenly burst into the cave, precisely shattering the Sealing Spirit Talismans on each iron cage.

The iron gates automatically opened amidst the arcs of electricity, producing dull metallic collision sounds.

"Hurry and leave." Zhou Qing’s icy voice came from outside the cave.

The pregnant women were momentarily stunned, then erupted into long-repressed cries.

They stumbled, crawling out of the iron cages, and knelt toward the cave entrance in unison:

"Thank you, senior, for saving our lives!"

"Your great grace and kindness will be unforgettable for eternity..."

"Please accept our humble bow..."

Zhou Qing’s figure remained unseen.

The pregnant women dared not delay, mustering their weak bodies into flowing lights, scattering and fleeing.

Someone glanced back before leaving, only to see the outside shrouded in grey mist, faintly perceiving a tall figure standing within, black robes swirling in the wind, resembling a manifested Demon God.

Once the last pregnant woman had left, Zhou Qing raised his hand, and with a wave, the entire cave collapsed amid a rumble.

He gazed at the scattered light dots on the distant horizon, a fleeting complex emotion flashed in his eyes, but soon returned to coldness.

"It’s time to settle with the next one."

...

At the same time, deep within the Imperial City.

Amidst the nine-layered palace complex, a wisp of blue smoke rose from a golden incense burner.

The elder in a plain grey robe sat cross-legged, appearing weathered, with slightly closed eyes, his surrounding aura vast as an abyss.

Around him, the Dynasty’s fortune transformed into nine illusory golden dragons swimming slowly, enshrouding the entire hall in a mysterious aura.

Suddenly—

"Father!!"

A panic-stricken shout broke the silence.

Wearing a Dragon Robe, Xuanyuan Hao stumbled into the hall, his face pale, and cold sweat beading from his forehead.

Xuanyuan Chong slowly opened his eyes, a trace of displeasure flashing through his gaze: "Since your return from Lingyun Mansion’s Eastern Domain, you’ve been jumpy, where’s the Human Emperor’s dignity?"

"Father, it’s not that!" Xuanyuan Hao’s voice trembled, "Third Imperial Uncle... Third Imperial Uncle’s Soul Lamp... is extinguished!"

"What?!"

Xuanyuan Chong suddenly stood up, his robes billowing without wind, an immense pressure erupted, shaking the entire hall!

—

Shortly thereafter, Xuanyuan Chong stood high in the sky, looking down at the grey mist engulfing the entire mountain range, his expression extremely dark.

It was known that anywhere in the Imperial City, he should have been able to detect Spirit Severing Realm’s combat fluctuations immediately.

Yet, Old Third Xuanyuan Sha’s death was shockingly silent, unable to even send out a rescue cry!

Evidently, the opponent was well prepared.

What startled him even more was, upon a simple investigation of the battlefield, he discovered Xuanyuan Sha could not even unleash the Realm, being thoroughly crushed!

"This is definitely not an act of ordinary Spirit Severing Realm..." Xuanyuan Chong thought with a slight chill in his heart.

"Father!"

Right then, Xuanyuan Hao hurriedly approached, his face grave: "The cave has collapsed, the pregnant women inside are all gone, and there are also some evident combat marks outside, indicating it’s the first scene."

Xuanyuan Chong’s gaze deepened: "Are you sure those three Supreme Realm beings that initially captured you have left the Holy Martial Dynasty?"

"I saw it myself, they indeed have left," Xuanyuan Hao quickly responded.