Chapter 641: Xu Qing's True Appearance, Appearing at the Moon Sacrifice

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Ancient images reverberated in the minds of all beings across the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory, turning into thunder, a deafening roar that exploded with a rumbling sound!

At this moment, the minds of all beings churned with overwhelming surges. Everything they witnessed today transcended their comprehension, subverted their thoughts, and shook their very souls.

Their numbness, born from frenzied despair, had been like silent, dead ice. But now... that ice cracked, shattered, and began to crumble. That single strike slew the Crimson Mother, and also struck the shackles in their hearts!

Perhaps the shackles weren't completely severed, but at least a huge gap had appeared on them! And beneath this gap lay countless years of accumulated resentment and madness. Therefore, this gap was vital!

Although the images depicted the Crimson Mother from a past when she seemingly hadn't yet become a deity, this wasn't what mattered. What mattered was that the myth had once been broken. What was important was that the Crimson Mother was once mortal! The Crimson Mother was once slain!

And no one desired to be born into slavery, much less to be perpetually trapped in the cycle of being food. However, their past numbness had suppressed resistance; servility had replaced their fighting spirit. The phrase 'accepting adversity passively' seemed to have been ingrained in their very bones, generation after generation, under this oppression. But who would wish to live their entire life this way, who would willingly dwell in gloom?

Thus, the appearance of the gap triggered a tsunami of the soul and an avalanche of the mind! As the blood-red sky and the Crimson Moon star drew closer, and as life entered its final countdown, the resistance of all beings burst forth uncontrollably through the gap. This surge gathered momentum from ruins across the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory, rose from cities, swelled from clans, and surged overwhelmingly from the hearts of countless cultivators. At this moment, a single spark was about to ignite a prairie fire.

Yet, it seemed something was still missing, causing this spark to continue accumulating, still waiting!

The Crimson Moon Temple was utterly enraged. Countless temple cultivators had already rushed into the Azure Sands Desert to find the source. Meanwhile, the images in the minds of all beings continued, like boiling oil, constantly feeding the spark, causing this flame to burn ever more fiercely with each passing moment.

At the same time, at the recording site, the world itself seemed to change color. As the memories of the Deity-Slaying Platform emerged, shaking all directions — especially the astonishing image of the sky as a blade, the earth as a platform, and the sun as an axis — everyone's hearts surged with immense waves. As this awe-inspiring scene captivated all eyes, Ning Yan and the others, unable to maintain the expressions required for their performance, trembled and retreated one by one. Fortunately, the emergence of ancient memories obscured their figures, preventing outsiders from seeing them. Thus, they quickly and instinctively retreated to the Young Lord's side. You Jing was no different; she was the fastest to flee, seemingly afraid that something might be wrong with the Deity-Slaying Platform and that it might incidentally strike her down. Next was the captain.

But even after returning to the Young Lord's side, their minds still trembled. The churning images from the Deity-Slaying Platform's memories conveyed a vast amount of information, each piece feeling explosive. The implications revealed within were simply too vast.

Li Zihua, surprisingly, came from the same place as the Crimson Mother. He had actually once become a deity! There was only speculation, no answers. The reason for the appearance of the deity's fragmented face was a secret known to very few. Whether it was truly related to this... perhaps some among them knew, but most others remained unaware. The captain lowered his head, concealing the dim light in his eyes, and remained silent as well.

This simple sentence could not be heard by the beings outside. But everyone at the recording site clearly heard it. It seemed to transcend heavenly thunder, as if rending heaven and earth, transforming into an unprecedentedly massive sound that erupted within their hearts. Especially the Young Lord and the others... their expressions changed in an unprecedented way at this moment. Eighth Brother's eyes widened, and Fifth Sister's expression was blank. As for the Young Lord, his gaze fell into the distance, as if his line of sight pierced through this place, looking towards the Repentance Plain outside. On the Repentance Plain stood a statue formed from the physical body of the Lord of Death, and also the headquarters of the Crimson Moon Temple.

"Father, since you've known all this for so long, then what... are you truly thinking?" the Young Lord murmured to himself.

As for Princess Mingmei, she slowly raised her head, staring blankly at the fading figure of her father in the memory images transformed by the Deity-Slaying Platform nearby.

The Deity-Slaying Platform's memories were fading, as if ancient winds blew from the images, turning them into sand and dust, gradually becoming flying ash, seemingly about to dissipate completely. Yet, even as they dissipated, some things still remained. The Heaven Blade formed from the First Pass Mountains remained, and the blade groove formed from the Second Pass Canyon also remained.

On the altar where heaven and earth converged, as the figure of Lord Li Zihua blurred, a new figure suddenly appeared! This person was a young man, dressed in a black Taoist robe, with long, dark hair bound by a jade crown. Strands of hair danced in the wind before him, seemingly attempting to obscure his peerless countenance. It was a face of extraordinary handsomeness, capable of captivating all who beheld it. He sat there cross-legged, and though his eyes were closed, one could imagine them holding a gaze as bright as stars. It was Xu Qing.

The Deity-Slaying Platform that had appeared earlier originated with him as its center. Likewise, its images materialized with him as their focal point. Thus, he was the source of everything! At this moment, as the Deity-Slaying Platform's memories dissipated, Xu Qing's figure naturally revealed itself. His cross-legged meditation, combined with the Heaven-Earth Slaying Platform, made it seem as if... he *was* the Deity-Slaying Platform!

At this moment, the minds of the beings in the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory outside churned once more, for the images in their minds continued, allowing them to clearly see Xu Qing in that instant. This was also the first time Xu Qing had appeared in the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory in his true form, attracting the gaze of countless eyes!

"It's him!""The Lord's body dissipated, and this person's body formed. Could this hold some deeper meaning?""Is this an ancient memory, or a current scene?""If it's ancient, who is this person? If it's current... could it be that all those precious images were retrieved by this person from the depths of time?""Who is he?""Is he comprehending?!""Could it be that all the previous images were conjured by him through recollection?""Could it be that this person found the original site where the Crimson Mother was slain, and by comprehending there, triggered changes in the rules of that part of heaven and earth, thus showing us these images!""If it's really like this... such comprehension... I can't believe anyone could truly achieve it."

Gasps of breath emanated from various parts of the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory, especially from those of the Reverse Moon Palace, whose hearts fluctuated even more intensely. Some had even begun to investigate Xu Qing's origin. They believed that anyone capable of harnessing the power of the Reverse Moon Palace was very likely a member of the Reverse Moon Palace themselves.

Just as everyone was filled with doubt, the Lord's body completely vanished, and Xu Qing's figure appeared with striking clarity. At this moment, his eyes slowly opened. His star-like gaze, rippling like water, was projected through the images into the minds of all beings. A hint of enlightenment from within his eyes surprisingly passed through the images into the consciousness of all beings, causing mortals and cultivators across the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory to be momentarily lost in thought, ripples emerging within them. And following this ripple came even more gasps and sounds of awe.

"It really is comprehension!""This... this is impossible! All of this, he actually comprehended! He recreated ancient memories!""Such comprehension... is utterly defying heaven!!""Who exactly is he!"

Shock and disbelief, unable to be suppressed, erupted fiercely in all directions. At this moment, the terrifying nature of Xu Qing's comprehension shook all beings. At this moment, his figure also stirred up a monstrous storm within the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory.

In the Azure Sands Desert, the Crimson Moon Temple cultivators moved even faster. Xu Qing's face also appeared in their minds, and the Temple Emperor immediately issued an order to list Xu Qing as a Crimson Moon fugitive! Even the Crimson Moon Temple headquarters, at this moment, emitted astonishing red light, transforming into a vast net across the sky. After echoing with the Crimson Moon star, it heavily suppressed the entire great territory. Within the red net, a headless corpse could vaguely be seen, erupting with supreme power. That corpse... was precisely the mortal husk of the slain Crimson Mother!

Its appearance caused heaven and earth to change color, affecting the Heavenly Eye at the recording site, and causing the images in the minds of all beings to blur, seemingly on the verge of vanishing. Even though the Young Lord and others persisted, they still couldn't maintain it. Ultimately... the images dissipated.

But the instant the images in the minds of all beings dissipated, a deep voice suddenly emerged from within them, reverberating in the hearts of countless beings across the Sacrifice Moon Great Territory.

"Deities are not eternal..."

Every word of this voice was like thunder, booming through heaven and earth, exploding within the hearts of all beings. It was precisely what all beings had lacked in their hearts before. As it echoed, it was like igniting sparks, causing countless beings to instinctively open their mouths and emit roars from their souls, cries of defiance against destiny.

"Hope shall live forever!!"

These roars and cries converged into a mighty howl, completely igniting the resentment accumulated in everyone's hearts, and bursting forth through the gap in the shackles. At this moment, the single spark was no longer *about* to ignite a prairie fire. It... *was* igniting a prairie fire! Spreading across mountains, across plains, across the entire great territory. Countless cultivators who had already despaired, with eyes blazing red, began their resistance. Countless numb mortals let out low growls and began to struggle.

Streaks of invisible wish power also emanated from all beings at this moment, rising from all directions, merging into the void, and finally... converging towards the Deity-Slaying Platform!