The Golden Elixir is A Star, and You Call This Cultivation?
Chapter 912 - 401: Eve, The Multitude Discusses

Chapter 912: Chapter 401: Eve, The Multitude Discusses

Venerable was visibly moved; the Venerable with words in his belly now found them impossible to utter.

The Blood Sword God had invited them to gather, yet it wasn’t to unite against the impending calamity?

The confidence and overbearing declaration of the Blood Sword God echoed in their ears, lingering and refusing to fade.

Many Venerables felt ashamed.

Perhaps it was their hesitation, their self-preservation, that chilled the heart of the Blood Sword God.

So, was that why the Blood Sword God was willing to abandon everyone and face the calamity alone?

"Blood Sword God..." Venerable Yellow Bull clenched his teeth and said, "My strength is insignificant, but I am willing to accompany you and face the calamity together!"

He felt he had lived long enough, and it was time to confront the nightmare-like calamity, to die a brilliant death.

Qi Yuan glanced at Venerable Yellow Bull, "You are too far away, you won’t reach the Central Heavenly Domain in three days, so don’t accompany me."

As he spoke, his gaze swept over everyone present.

"All you need to do is return to your domains and announce to the world ’Qi Yuan vanquishes the calamity’ begins, worry not about any anomalies, as for the rest, leave it to me." Qi Yuan confidently declared.

He was no longer the Qi Refinement newbie who once destroyed the Heishan Sect and had to sneak around in the dead of night; nor was he the Yuan Pill Minor Cultivator who defeated the Palace of Light while stirring up conflicts on forums, pretending to be multiple netizens.

He was listed among the Purple Mansion Great Cultivators, able to declare himself a king or even a progenitor in the Canglan Realm!

This time, he directly declared war, telling the calamity, "I, Qi Yuan, am coming to defeat you."

However, he personally went and eradicated the calamity.

It was just that simple, that casual!

"The Blood Sword God has immense confidence; such a powerful aura, clearly a remarkable and imposing figure.

With such might, surely he will meet a different fate than the others who resist the calamity." Venerable Hunqiong now grinned widely.

He had only sent an avatar; his true body remained hidden, so he was accustomed to acting a bit carelessly.

His voice, if turned female, and if he transformed into a woman, with stars in her eyes, clenched little fists, shouting "Big Brother is so powerful," the flavor would be absolutely unbeatable.

Qi Yuan’s gaze fell on Venerable Hunqiong, "Why do you speak in such a strange tone? Unless... you have a connection with my Yin Yang Ban, and you should be a clump of dog shit from within it!"

The smile in Venerable Hunqiong’s eyes froze: "The world says the Blood Sword God is crazy and kills countless, but it seems you can still understand human speech.

I just wonder, after you fall to the great calamity, how heartbroken and pained your parents, your relatives, and your friends will be."

"Hey, can’t the villain just chop off his own head without so many words?

Or perhaps, are you paid by the line?"

Qi Yuan spoke, unhesitatingly reaching out with his blood-colored hand toward Venerable Hunqiong.

Venerable Hunqiong’s expression remained unchanged, and he seemed totally unafraid of Qi Yuan’s attack.

After all, this was merely an avatar projection, hardly worth noting.

As long as the consciousness was extinguished, he could return to his main body.

In the vast Canglan Realm, if he hid in a corner, not even the Blood Sword God could find him, even if he turned heaven and earth upside down.

However, when that blood-red palm gripped him entirely, his expression suddenly changed.

A strong premonition surged within him, and he felt as if he were an infant being grasped by a towering deity.

All of him seemed to be within the control of the man in bloodied robes before his eyes.

"In the Canglan Realm, as soon as a villain catches my eye, they cannot escape from my palm.

Do you know what it means to be a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator?

Die for me..."

Within the grasp of the blood-colored hand, the essence of blood boiled and raged.

With a crisp crack, Venerable Hunqiong’s body split and shattered step by step.

His eyes showed an incredulous look.

Because his consciousness realized that it wasn’t just the avatar that was breaking, but his main body as well!

His main body, supposedly miles away, located in an inscrutable place.

Where Formations like Luo Bu were laid out, even Divine Laws themselves couldn’t penetrate quickly.

But at this moment... how could this be!

He looked in terror at the man in the blood-colored robe, his eyes begging for mercy and filled with deep confusion.

"How did you... achieve this?"

As his body fell apart, his consciousness also began to fracture, blood and soul disintegrating in that instant.

Qi Yuan narrowed his eyes, his expression cold: "Did you really think my hitting people through the internet line was just talk?"

After destroying the Palace of Light, Qi Yuan had indeed struck others through the internet.

Now, it was simply retreading old paths.

Did distance matter?

Back then, a disciple of the Taihuang Palace spoke harshly in the Higher Realm, but wasn’t he obliterated by a Solar Phantom dropped by Qi Yuan?

As for Venerable Hunqiong, no Solar Phantom was needed, just a direct crushing.

With Qi Yuan’s current strength as a Purple Mansion Great Cultivator, it’s no exaggeration to say that, besides the calamity, who else in the Canglan Realm could stop him?

Venerable Hunqiong fell, turning into a mist of blood.

This was an eradication at the level of the soul, and even if a Venerable could be reborn from a drop of blood, he could never reappear in the world of the living.

The other Venerables witnessing this scene also showed shock in their eyes.

Venerable Yellow Bull trembled, "Venerable Hunqiong... is dead?"

This death was not merely the avatar’s, but also the extinction of the main body.

The other Venerables realized this point, whereas the Yin God Venerable did not catch on, thinking only Venerable Hunqiong’s avatar had perished.

Qi Yuan clapped his hands as if killing Venerable Hunqiong was no different than squashing an ant.

"Gentlemen, I’ll leave the promotion to you." Qi Yuan’s tone became light and casual again.