Chapter 1415: Heavenly Voice Welcomes the Moon (3)
Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
Combining all of this, a guess surfaced in Xu Qingâs mind.
âThe Brilliant Heaven God Race!â
Only the Brilliant Heaven God Race would emit origin energy waves of Wanggu.
Only the Brilliant Heaven God Race would have a different lineage from the fragmented-face.
Xu Qingâs heart trembled but he didnât have the time to think too much at this moment. As the ghostly cries echoed and the illusory moon of death rose, a terrifying pressure erupted.
Xu Qing retreated. All of his divine authorities shone and the divine source in his body surged in unison while he rapidly thought of a solution.
Purple Moon could be considered to belong to the same category as this moon. However, Xu Qing didnât believe that his current Moon God Authority could confront It head-on.
Even though It was just a projection and a dead god.
Misfortune wasnât of much use here, and the Godâs Curse was clearly not suitable.
In that case⊠only the divine authority of sound could be used.
He gathered all the divine source in his body into the divine authority of sound, even augmenting it with his soul threads.
He unleashed his full strength!
His target wasnât the moon but the ghost cries that had summoned It.
He invaded this sound!
This process was dangerous during the descent of the decaying moon. Fortunately, Xu Qing had become adept at using the divine authority of sound due to constant practice in recent times.
Additionally, his divine authorityâs status was sufficient.
Finally, just as the decaying moon was about to be drawn into the mortal realm, the harsh, dissonant ghostly sound known as the âHeavenly Voice Welcomes the Moonââfilled with wailing and off-key notesâwas overtaken by Xu Qingâs divine authorityâŠ
The sound was suppressed.
With a thought, he deprived the wailing of the hundred ghosts from this piece and used his divine authority to purify the noise.
Thus, a melody that caused Xu Qingâs mind to become momentarily entranced emerged. After tens of thousands of years, the melody traversed through time, drifting from the past to reappear in the depths of the sea.
According to the legends, Heavenly Voice Welcomes the Moon was the first music in Wanggu.
It was indescribably beautiful.
Its ethereal, mysterious, and beautiful nature could only be described with the words âheavenly voiceâ.
It could even be said to be a part of the divine authority of sound.
It was composed for the moon, written for the moon, and played exclusively for the moon.
The young girlâs face on the decaying moonâs image softened.
As the melody swayed and eventually concluded, the image of the moon became blurred and finally dissipated into the sea.
Only Xu Qing remained standing there. It took a long time for his mind to recover, and within his heart, endless waves of emotion surged.
âSo, this is the Heavenly Voice Welcomes the MoonâŠâ
ââAfter the Golden Crow returned to its palace, the musician played âHeavenly Voice Welcomes the Moon,â which was meant to welcome the moon formed by the Brilliant Heaven God Race!â
âThen, the origin of the Golden Crow and that figure who resembled a young emperor, howâŠâ
Xu Qing already had a guess.
However, he wasnât sure. Hence, he suppressed this guess and looked into the distance.
The severed hand had already fled.
However, it had exchanged moves with Xu Qing, thus becoming entangled in cause and effect. As long as it wasnât too far away, it would remain within Xu Qingâs divine perception.
Xu Qing closed his eyes and sensed. He locked onto a direction and transformed into sound, silently disappearing.
As for this area where the Heavenly Voice Welcomes the Moon once echoed, it gradually returned to silence.
The pavilion on the celestial mountain of the Evil Life Holy Land was also silent.
Eleven figures sat in the pavilion.
Their appearances were different. In the middle was the white-jade old man who had taken back the stone door from the Corpse Forbidden.
Now, they were all silent.
The reason for this was something said during their discussion earlier.
âNanhuang Continent, suspected to have a Summer Immortal!â
A long time later, the white-jade old man, who was the master of the Evil Life Holy Land, slowly spoke.
âThe situation in Wanggu is different from what we knew before we came.â
âSince thatâs the case, we shall still maintain our previous decision and not act rashly. When the earth-level or even heaven-level holy lands descend in the future, weâll listen to their arrangements.â
After the old man finished speaking, another elder from the Evil Life Holy Land hesitated for a moment before respectfully speaking.
âAncestor, we have been here for several months. The clansmen are becoming increasingly agitated and they canât hold it in anymore. They yearn for the flesh and blood of the outside world but they are forced to just watchâŠâ
âIn addition, our raceâs population is limited and requires new blood for replenishment. The nearby islandsâ smaller races have been investigated, and there are a dozen or so that are quite suitable.â
âThose suitable races have had their bodies nurtured sufficiently, and they can be parasitized at any time. Within a month, they can be catalyzed to be consumed by the larvae, thus giving birth to new members of our race.â
âThis matter is kept secret and should not be detected. Moreover, that existence suspected to be Summer Immortal is currently in seclusionâŠâ
After this elder finished speaking, he looked at the ancestor.
The other elders also looked over, waiting for the ancestorâs decision.
The White Jade Ancestor remained silent for a while before shaking his head.
âTell the clansmen to wait a little longer. The time isnât ripe yet.â
âAt the very least, we must wait for Transient Evil to exit seclusion. He has been in seclusion for a hundred years, focusing entirely on breaking through to the Ruler Realm. Now is a critical moment for him, and a breakthrough is within reach. He cannot afford too many disruptions at this time.â
âAnd once he succeeds, our race will have two Rulers. At that time, this old man wonât have to worry too much about many things.â
The White Jade Ancestor calmly spoke.
Everyone agreed and announced the decree of the holy land to their respective factions.
âThe ancestorâs decree to continue with the previous policy will last until my father comes out of seclusion. This is really a little too conservative.â
Below the Evil Life Holy Landâs mountain and above the surface of the Forbidden Sea, because of the cold air from the blue ice earlier, icicles formed here.
The surface of the sea was also filled with ice sand that emitted endless cold air.
At that moment, on this patch of ice sand, a young man from the Evil Life Race dressed in luxurious clothes spoke in a slightly gloomy tone as he moved forward.
This person looked like a human, but there was a closed eye on his forehead. His expression was cold and his eyes were dark like the pitch-black night sky, flickering with a cunning, cold, and cruel glint.
Behind him were nine Dao Protectors, each emitting a terrifying aura. When they heard him, they remained silent.
The youth didnât need their replies. His identity and bloodline allowed him to ignore many rules in the Evil Life Holy Land.
At that moment, he had already arrived at an area. When he stopped here, one of the Dao Protectors behind him stepped forward and spoke in a low voice. âThe two pioneers of our race died here.â
The youthâs gaze landed on the ice sand and a strange glint flashed in his eyes. âInteresting. According to the feedback from the innate secret art, the killer is the sky, the earth, the wind, the sea, the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea, ferocious beastsâŠâ
âCountless traces, yet it gives off a feeling of being completely clean.â
The young man pondered, then suddenly opened the third eye on his forehead, revealing a sinister gleam as he gazed beneath the ice sand.
A long time later, the third eye closed again.
âEven the karma is broken.â
As he mumbled, the youthâs interest was clearly piqued. He suddenly raised his right hand and a needle with blood threads on it flew out from his palm.
It danced in front of him as though it was sewing up the void.
âIf so, I just need to stitch up the karma with this needle left behind by a Great Emperor.â
The young man smiled. The blood needle in front of him, now finished with its stitching, returned to his palm, adding another line to his palm print.
Staring at the additional palm line, the youth calmly spoke.
âNow, as long as the killer appears within my perception range, Iâll be able to lock onto him.â
âLetâs go. Although this sea is filthy, the so-called heavenâs chosen materials you marked earlier are indeed quite good. Letâs retrieve them first. If we encounter that killer along the way, that would be perfect.â
As the youth spoke, he calmly walked forward, while the Dao Protectors behind him followed.
Soon, the group of ten walked out of the ice sand area and headed outside the range of the holy land..
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