He rely looked at Lu Qing, expectation in his eyes.
Lu Qing’s expression did not change as he once more swung his sleeve.
Space collapsed again, condensing once more into a pitch‑black singular point, once more drawing those endless monsters into it and grinding them to dust.
After more than ten breaths, the surroundings grew quiet again.
Everyone continued forward.
However, they had only flown several dozen li when the monsters surged forth again.
Lu Qing made a move once more.
Thus, they advanced all the way, killing all the way.
Those monsters seed truly endless; no matter how they killed, they could never finish them off.
Every ti they thought they had slaughtered them all, more would surge out ahead.
Moreover, as they drew closer and closer to the great tomb, the monsters’ strength also grew stronger and stronger.
From the initial predominance of Perfect Primordial Spirit level, later more and more Unity Realm Stage monsters appeared.
There were even existences that surpassed Qiu Ruofeng and the others in power.
Yet before Lu Qing’s Space Law, they were still utterly vulnerable.
That pitch‑black singular point seed to be the nesis of all monsters.
No matter how many ca, no matter how strong they were, as long as they were drawn into it, there was only one end—body and soul annihilated.
Qiu Ruofeng and the others had gone numb from watching.
From initial shock, to later reverence, and now to calm, their state of mind had undergone an earth‑shaking change.
They were incomparably grateful that they had co with Lu Qing this ti.
Otherwise, the monsters in this outer region alone would have been enough to wipe them out to the last man, leaving them without even a burial place.
No wonder that in ancient tis, even Transformation Immortals were endlessly wary of the Dark Abyss.
Now the Power of Darkness within had been weakened so much, yet it was still this terrifying.
Back in those ancient days, when the Power of Darkness was at its densest, even if a Transformation Immortal ventured deep within, they likely would have fallen.
They fought and killed all the way as they advanced all the way.
No one knew how much ti had passed when, after Lu Qing once more slew a wave of monsters, a change finally appeared up ahead.
They had at last arrived at the foot of the black great tomb.
That colossal outer wall stood right before their eyes, towering into the clouds, blotting out the sky and sun.
The ancient runes upon the wall were now even clearer, emitting a dim, eerie radiance, as if they had co to life.
The main gate of the tomb was a gigantic Stone Gate.
The Stone Gate was about a hundred zhang tall, entirely pitch‑black, and likewise engraved with countless runes.
At the very center of the Stone Gate was a gigantic design, like an eye yet also like a sun, which sent a chill into one’s heart at a single glance.
The Stone Gate was tightly shut, not a single crack to be seen.
Lu Qing gazed quietly at that Stone Gate, then raised his hand and lightly waved.
A surge of Spatial Power burst forth, turning into an invisible force that pressed against the Stone Gate.
Rumble, rumble...
The Stone Gate slowly opened with a deep, thunderous roar.
Beyond the gate was a deep, shadowy passage leading straight into the depths of the tomb.
Lu Qing probed it briefly and, sensing no overly intense danger, did not hesitate and was the first to step into the passage.
Qiu Ruofeng and the others hurried to follow.
The passage was very long, with black stone walls on both sides, upon which countless runes were likewise engraved.
Those runes emitted a faint glow in the darkness, making the passage dimly visible.
They walked for a long ti before finally reaching the end.
Before their eyes, the view suddenly opened up.
It was a vast space, spanning several hundred li.
The do of the space was incomparably high, as if its top could not be seen.
The surrounding stone walls were likewise covered in densely packed runes, radiating strange light.
And at the very center of this space stood a gigantic jade throne.
The throne was wholly lustrous and white, emanating a gentle radiance that ford a stark contrast with the surrounding darkness.
It simply stood there in utter stillness, as if it had been so since ti immorial.
Upon the throne sat a single figure.
The figure was incomparably tall; even seated, he was several dozen zhang high.
He wore a white long robe, his long hair hanging loose. His features were handso, yet his eyes were tightly shut, as though he had fallen into an eternal slumber.
But what truly shook Lu Qing’s Heart and Spirit was the condition of that figure.
The left half of his body still emanated a vast, luminous aura, exactly the sa as what Lu Qing had seen back then in the Broken Jade Illusion.
It was an indescribable sanctity that stirred spontaneous reverence at a single glance.
Yet the right half of his body had been completely devoured by darkness.
That darkness was thick as ink, like a living thing, constantly writhing and constantly spreading.
Countless black strands extended out from the darkness, winding about his body, as if intent on utterly swallowing him as well.
What shocked Lu Qing even more was the source of those Demon Fire Monsters.
He saw that from the darkened side of that figure’s body, streams of Demonic Qi were continuously surging forth.
Each wisp of Demonic Qi that flew out would coalesce in midair, taking shape as a Demon Fire Monster.
So of those monsters were strong, so weak; so had only just taken shape, while others were already fully ford.
Born from that figure’s body, they surged outward like a tide, rging into that endless army of monsters.
Every wisp of Demonic Qi could transform into a Demon Fire Monster.
And those whose aura reached the Unity Realm Stage level were countless.
Lu Qing gazed quietly at that figure, his Heart and Spirit violently shaken.
He recognized him.
This was precisely the Mysterious Transformation Great Power he had seen in the Broken Jade Illusion.
That peerless powerhouse who trod upon Xinghe, shattering countless stars with every gesture.
The White-clothed Immortal who wielded the Jade Ruyi and, even one against four, still did not fall into disadvantage.
The figure who, besieged by Mo Tian and the Blood Demon, had ultimately fled with grievous wounds.
So he had never escaped; in the end he still fell.
He fell in the very deepest part of this Dark Abyss, becoming a corpse eroded by darkness.
And his corpse was continuously giving birth to those terrifying monsters, becoming the greatest source of danger within this Demon Abyss.
Lu Qing watched that figure in silence, saying nothing for a long ti.
Qiu Ruofeng and the others also saw that figure and the monsters being born unceasingly from him; each of their faces turned deathly pale, their whole bodies trembling.
They finally understood why the monsters in this Demon Abyss could never be wiped out.
Because what they were killing were, in truth, the ceaseless spawn of this Mysterious Transformation Great Power’s corpse.
So long as this corpse remained, the monsters would never cease.
Qiu Ruofeng and the others looked toward Lu Qing, inquiry in their eyes.
Lu Qing did not move.
He rely stared quietly at that figure, his gaze deep, his thoughts unknown.
After a long ti, he slowly spoke, his voice low and heavy.
"Senior Xuanhua, this junior Lu Qing has co uninvited. I beg Senior’s pardon."
His voice echoed through the vast hall, lingering for a long ti.
Yet the figure upon the throne still sat there quietly, without the slightest response.
Only the unending Demonic Qi continued to surge from its body, turning into one monster after another and flying outward.
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