Chapter 1552 - 449: Impossible, How Can This Be?!

The moment the red glow left his finger, the world fell into silence.

The speck of blood light swelled in a storm, transforming into a blood-colored Phoenix in the void, only about a meter in size yet as solid as real.

Though small, the inscriptions on every Feather of this Blood Phoenix were blindingly bright, shattering space like a mirror wherever it passed!

"Boom——!!!"

At the instant the blood claws collided fiercely with the Blood Phoenix, the rictus on Xuanyuan Shuo’s face abruptly froze.

His blood claws began to disintegrate upon contact with the inscriptions, those blood-colored runes melting like snow in the blazing sun.

"Impossible!" Xuanyuan Shuo screamed in horror, hurriedly forming several blood-colored barriers in front of his chest.

But the Blood Phoenix, unstoppable as a battering ram, pierced through all the barriers consecutively and precisely penetrated his chest.

"Splat——"

A blood arrow burst out from Xuanyuan Shuo’s back, and he incredulously lowered his head to gaze at the bowl-sized blood hole in his chest.

The golden inscriptions at the edge of the wound wriggled like living creatures, ravenously swallowing his vitality.

"You..." He had just uttered a word when the residual shockwave sent his entire body flying like a ragdoll.

After crashing into three mountain peaks in succession, he was finally buried in a heap of rubble, silent and still.

"Second brother!!!" Xuanyuan Chong’s eyes bore the pain of loss, his eyes blood-red as dragon Qi around him suddenly went berserk, transforming him into a golden afterimage charging straight at Zhou Qing!

Zhou Qing’s face was a bit pale, his breathing slightly hurried.

Although Inscription-level Divine Techniques were powerful, the cost was enormous; even with his foundation, casting it once nearly drained half of the Spiritual Power within him.

However——

With a stir in his Heart and Spirit, the Golden Flower amongst the Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown in his Sea of Consciousness suddenly bloomed!

A monumental surge of vitality and Spiritual Power flooded back like rivers, instantly restoring him to a peak state!

"Yama, being Late-stage Spirit Severing, couldn’t withstand a strike from an Inscription-level Divine Technique; how much less can he?"

Zhou Qing sneered, glaring intently at the frenzied Xuanyuan Chong charging toward him, eyes brimming with murderous intent.

"However, I’ve prepared another gift for you!"

As his words fell, Zhou Qing’s hands swiftly formed Sealing signs.

With fingers flying, countless golden runes burst forth from his palms, entwining before him into an ancient and cryptic Sealing formation!

"Daluo Demon Sealing Seal—Demon Suppression!"

"Boom——"

A golden Seal appeared out of thin air, the bottom emblazoned with profound inscriptions, surrounded by runes wriggling like living creatures, exuding a terrifying aura of Sealing Heaven and Earth!

Charging Xuanyuan Chong’s pupils shrank instantly, his complexion drastically changed: "Another Inscription-level Divine Technique?!"

His voice altered, "How many of these have you mastered?!"

Without a word, Zhou Qing sharply pressed the mark in his hand!

"Suppress!!!"

The golden Seal thunderously descended, the entire space seeming to solidify, instantly shattering Xuanyuan Chong’s attack!

In terror, he immediately shifted from offense to defense, nine Dragon Qi coiling around him, forming nine layers of protective barriers!

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

First layer, shattered!

Second layer, shattered!

...

Sixth layer, shattered!

Xuanyuan Chong’s forehead veins bulged, his throat tasted sweet, and blood spurted from his mouth!

He frantically incinerated the power of his Primordial Spirit, striving to resist, yet the pressure of the golden Seal did not diminish in the slightest!

"No——!!"

The seventh and eighth layers exploded in succession!

Ultimately, the ninth Dragon Qi barrier shattered with a boom!

"Splat!"

The golden Seal mercilessly suppressed downward, Xuanyuan Chong’s physical body instantly disintegrated, blood and flesh flying!

"Swish——"

A seven-colored Primordial Spirit fled frantically, face etched with terror and disbelief!

"Escape! Must escape!"

Without hesitation, his form transformed into a stream of light, attempting to rip open the void and flee!

But——

"Buzz!"

All around Wuxiang Mountain, the Four-Color Restriction soared skywards, sealing Heaven and earth!

The space solidified like an iron plate, utterly impossible to tear apart!

"What?!" Xuanyuan Chong’s Primordial Spirit was startled, glancing back to see Zhou Qing standing, hands behind his back, eyes cold.

"I said, today, none of you will leave!"