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The moment he heard that voice, a deep Netherworldly aura quietly emerged from the depths of Xie Que's eyes.

He keenly sensed that a great aura was slowly rising.

The breath was ancient and vast, as if it came from the depths of distant time, revealing an unspeakable sense of vastness and depth.

"This is indeed the breath of good fortune...without a doubt." Xie Que confirmed in his heart.

He had interacted with many gods of creation, so he could clearly identify the characteristics of this aura.

However, compared with those powerful beings he had encountered before, the owner of this aura was obviously not too strong.

Xie Que could even assert that this was the weakest God of Creation he had ever met.

This did not surprise him. After all, Nichiren God had blocked Yingzhou for such a long time.

In this situation, Qianye Zhenlong had almost no chance to draw strength from the river of time to replenish himself.

Even the weak power of time in his body is probably not derived from direct absorption of time.

Instead, it comes with the Tianxin Seal on his body.

At this moment, even though his mind was as deep as a mustard seed, a hint of nervousness that was difficult to conceal appeared on his face.

"Qianye Zhenlong..."

This name seemed to carry some kind of magic, making the surrounding atmosphere solemn.

Along with the sound of the Sun-Swallowing Clam's body surface constantly cracking, a strong smell of sulfur filled the air and continuously penetrated into Xie Que's nostrils.

In this secret realm, the earth is covered with lava, a fiery red and hot.

The silver light that came from nowhere fell like a waterfall, adding a touch of color to this lava world.

At the same time, the sudden feeling of sluggishness made Xie Que feel as if his body had become extremely heavy.

He felt as if he had become an ordinary old man who was about to die. It was extremely difficult for him to move his limbs, and even his thinking became slow.

He looked around, and his eyes finally fell on the silver light all over the ground.

These silver lights are like moonlight, giving people a feeling of tranquility.

Xie Que looked at the silver light, and a smile of interest appeared on the corner of his mouth:

"Interesting, is this using the power of time to stimulate the field and slow down the sense of time?"

As he finished speaking, the five Netherworld Qis began to slowly gather on his body surface, forming a thin film that gradually dispelled the feeling of sluggishness in Xie Que's body.

He was immediately freed from his old and frail state and felt his body and soul become light again.

Jiezi took a deep breath and slowly said to Xie Que:
"This is the territory of Qianye True Dragon, the moon shines... Can you feel the power of fate now..."

At this moment, an extremely powerful consciousness suddenly penetrated the surface of the Sun-Swallowing Clam, like a real dragon breaking out of its shell, and soared into the sky.

In mid-air, this consciousness gradually condensed and eventually turned into a bright new moon.

Hanging high in the sky, it emits a soft and mysterious glow.

This crescent moon is no ordinary thing. It holds the power of time and shines brightly in the sky.

At the same time, the light of the crescent moon also shone down, intertwining with a terrifying and huge spiritual power.

As this spiritual pressure and moonlight continued to spread, the entire world seemed to be shrouded in this power.

The moonlight is like water, spreading in every corner, and time seems to slow down under the influence of this force.

Xie Que just shook his head gently. He looked deeply at the crescent moon in the sky, which gradually became complete and round, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"Not a bad move,"

“It might be useful against those Divine Realm cultivators, but this move is still a bit too crude for destiny…”

Mustard was keenly aware that Takeshi Kurokawa in front of her had actually broken free from that sluggish state, which made her startled again.

If it weren't for the spell that Qianye Zhenlong had planted on her in her early years, preventing her from being disturbed by the Moonlight Realm,
Maintain normal speed and reaction and don't be slow like others in this area.

However, it now seems that Takeshi Kurokawa is completely unaffected by this field and can move freely, which undoubtedly exceeds Mustard's expectations.

At the bottom of the endless lava, an illusory silver dragon head slowly rose up and looked up to the sky.
A deep and shocking voice came out:

"Mustard... who... is he?"

The moment the dragon head appeared, its huge eyes that looked like the moon suddenly opened.

He shot out a sharp look and stared at Xie Que closely.

There was a cold and ruthless look in those vertical pupils, as if they regarded him as an insignificant ant.

Xie Que looked up and met the pair of illusory vertical pupils, in which the torrent of time rolled endlessly.

Deep in the vertical pupils, there seems to be endless time and space, attracting people's souls to fall deeply into it.

Xie Que remained indifferent, unmoved by Qianye Zhenlong's pressure and gaze.

However, he was secretly speculating on Qianye Zhenlong's strength in his heart.

Judging from the abilities displayed by the opponent, although Qianye Zhenlong's strength is nothing in the realm of creation, it is still much stronger than the top realm of gods.

In terms of its size, if my real body were here,
Simply relying on the vastness of the qi and blood within the body, it is possible to make Qianye Zhenlong's power of time unable to be used.

But now...

Relying on the existence of the underworld, Xie Que is still full of confidence.

"He is Takeshi Kurokawa, the rising star of Yingzhou who defeated Sakata Zang, and the one who freed you."

Mustard's tone was extremely indifferent, as if this matter had nothing to do with him.

Upon hearing this, the coldness and pressure in Qianye Zhenlong's eyes suddenly softened a lot.

He re-examined Xie Que in front of him, sniffed several times, and then revealed a ferocious smile: "I smell the scent of the Wind and Thunder Scroll."

He stared at Xie Que, and after a moment he spoke slowly:
"But you are not Yamizuha..."

"It seems that you are also a person favored by the emperor..."

He looked straight into Xie Que's eyes, as if he wanted to see through his soul: "But since you saved me..."

"Do you want any reward?"

As Qianye Zhenlong's voice echoed in the empty land, the moonlight in the sky was like water.
It condensed above the entire earth, as if covering the black earth with a layer of silver gauze.

Under the moonlight, countless obsidians began to spiral into the air and gradually condensed into the shape of a dragon.

Qianye Zhenlong's voice sounded again:
"Mustard, I need your dragon energy... to help me rebuild my body..."

His voice echoed in the night sky, as if carrying an irresistible force.

However, contrary to Qianye Zhenlong's expectations, Mustard Seed had no reaction at this moment.

She did not act as he requested. Instead, she turned around, faced Xie Que, and said with a complicated expression:

"After feeling the power of destiny, have you thought it through..."

Mustard took a deep breath and continued:
"If you change your mind now, I can still plead for you..."

Mustard Seed, who was originally full of confidence, began to hesitate after feeling the power of nature again.

At the same time, behind the mustard seed, a huge chessboard was faintly shining, as if it contained endless mysteries. The crisscrossing grid lines on the chessboard had now materialized into golden dragon energy.
They exude endless masculine energy as they roar, as if they are about to break through the sky.

These dragon auras are the result of the accumulation of mustard seeds over countless years and are extremely precious.

If all this dragon energy is given to Qianye Zhenlong to help him rebuild his body,

Although it cannot immediately restore it to its former peak state, it can at least restore most of its strength.

After all, over the years, the Pantheon has been working tirelessly to maintain the soul of Qianye Zhenlong and ensure its strength.

What Qianye Zhenlong lacks now is only a divine body carefully forged by dragon energy and containing the power of time.

Mustard knew this very well, so she intended to take this opportunity to test Takeshi Kurokawa's determination.

She wanted to see whether Kurokawa Takeshi would choose to retreat in the face of the pressure of the power of fate.

Or, after feeling this powerful force, can he still remain confident and move forward courageously?

At this moment, Xie Que's lips curled up into a faint smile. He took a step calmly, and his figure instantly rose from the ground and soared to a height of a thousand feet.

He looked down at the mustard seeds below, his voice calm and firm:
"Ms. Mustard, I appreciate your kindness. But if it was Monk Nichiren, I might still be a little bit afraid."

"As for Qianye Zhenlong, let's just forget about it..."

Qianye Zhenlong was not a fool. He had keenly sensed something from the conversation between the two.
His eyes turned, and he couldn't help but ask: "You, do you want to challenge me?"

Xie Que heard this, chuckled, and responded:
"Challenge? Don't you think too highly of yourself?"

His tone was relaxed and joking, as if he didn't take Qianye Zhenlong seriously.

Qianye Zhenlong was angered by Xie Que's attitude, but his thinking was unusually clear.

Although he has been sealed for so many years, as a god of creation,

Under the surge of the power of time, he can still perfectly control his body and soul.

He took a deep breath, and in a flash, countless obsidian fragments quickly condensed into shape in the sky, and were about to gather into the shape of a dragon.

He glanced at Mustard Seed and sneered:
"Jiezi, this kid you brought here seems to be a little ignorant of his own limitations."

"Although Sakata Zang is a top figure, he is only at the God Realm. The gap between him and the Creator is still huge."

"Let me see what you are so confident about!"

Finally, he added: "Don't worry, since you released me, I am not an ungrateful person. I will spare your life."

Suddenly, the bright moon in the sky cast down thousands of dazzling light beams, like a god descending to the earth, illuminating the earth.

Each of these beams of light penetrated the sky and the earth, and wherever they passed, the temperature began to drop rapidly.

The magma that was originally as surging as a tsunami gradually cooled down under the moonlight.

At the same time, a large amount of mist-like gas is released from the cooling magma.

These gases permeated the air like a dream, as if shrouding the entire world in a haze.

As time went by, the mist began to condense rapidly and turned into lifelike human figures.

As soon as Xie Que took a look, he immediately noticed the unusualness of these misty human figures.

They are not simple puppets, but each of them has a soul.

"Is this the power of death held by Qianye Zhenlong?"

Xie Que's heart moved, and he couldn't help but develop a strong interest in this power.

He felt the deathly aura emanating from these misty figures, as if it could devour all life.

At this moment, hundreds of fog shadows used their magical powers simultaneously and attacked Xie Que.

Black air swirled around Xie Que, and instantly formed a thin film layer, like an indestructible shield that protected him firmly.

The moment these magical powers hit Xie Que, they were blocked by the membrane around his body and could not cause any harm to him.

Xie Que grabbed the nearest misty figure with ease.

His eyes moved slightly, and his deep gaze seemed to be able to see through the essence of all things.

After a brief gaze, he had fully understood the nature of these misty figures.

"So that's how it is..." Xie Que muttered to himself, with a glimmer of enlightenment in his eyes.

He looked at these misty figures carefully, and his nature was already clear in his mind.

Although these misty human figures are all transformed from the dead, their true spirits have been temporarily solidified in this state through a special method.

This state ensures that their true spirits will not weaken due to the lack of physical body and soul, but instead maintain a certain strength and activity.

Immediately afterwards, Xie Que took another step forward and his figure disappeared directly into the thick mist.

Suddenly, the clouds seemed to turn into a glue-like entity.

The next moment, vicious faces made purely of mist began to appear, revealing ferocious features and biting Xie Que fiercely.

Xie Que stood quietly in the mist. Facing these attacks, he just raised his hand slightly.

Suddenly, a huge millstone was brought out and hovered above his head.

Suddenly, a millstone was brought out, and countless ghosts and monsters were horrified to find that their bodies and souls were actually beginning to be worn away.

"Your strength is truly unmatched..."

Qianye Zhenlong found himself in the realm of death at this moment and was actually helpless against Xie Que.

He had to admit that Xie Que's strength was far beyond his expectations.

Facing such an opponent, Qianye Zhenlong couldn't help but feel emotional:

"I'll give you one more chance. If you are willing to submit to me, I can forgive your previous mistakes!"

"There may even be a chance in the future," Qianye Zhenlong continued.
"I can also grant you the light of the universe, allowing you to achieve the realm of creation like me!"

As he finished his words, the moonlight around him grew brighter, and the moon in the sky gradually turned into a full moon.

The feeling of sluggishness caused by time became increasingly stronger, as if the whole world was being pulled by this force.

But this didn't seem to have much of an impact on Xie Que. He smiled calmly and responded:
"Qianye Zhenlong, you should take care of yourself first!"

Then, he uttered two words: "Underworld!"

The next moment, a huge phantom of the world appeared behind Xie Que, and that phantom immediately shook the entire space.

With a loud bang, it seemed as if the whole world could no longer bear the burden and began to tremble.

The earth is shaking and the sky is wailing.

All invisible objects around him began to distort and were then absorbed by the phantom.

"Humph."

Qianye Zhenlong also snorted coldly: "You are so arrogant! Today I will let you see what good fortune is!"

“Although I, Qianye Zhenlong, bear the orders of the Emperor of Heaven and hold the authority of all the gods in the Pantheon, I can still be invincible in Yingzhou under this heavy burden!” (End of this chapter)