Chapter 868 Senior, I Really Don’t Taste Good! (3)
Chapter 868 Senior, I Really Don’t Taste Good! (3)
Chapter 868 Senior, I Really Don't Taste Good! (3)
As for that woman, she fell into the abyss forever.
Waves of satisfying chewing sounds spread in all directions.
However, the danger wasn't over. It didn't come from the abyss below but from the magma.
Xu Qing didn't know if the other party's death and her actions before she died would attract the attention of the outside world. However, he couldn't gamble. Hence, even though his soul was heavily injured, he still gritted his teeth fiercely and headed straight for the restrictions below.
In that instant, Xu Qing fused into the Red Moon's restrictions. He relied on his Purple Moon power to hide his tracks and hid under a protruding rune on the huge coffin's outer shell.
When he arrived here, Xu Qing's injuries were almost out of control. His vision became increasingly pitch-black. He ruthlessly bit his tongue, stimulating himself to stay awake.
After that, his entire body was filled with the power of the Purple Moon. He took out the concealment mask his master had given him and quickly wore it.
Unless it was absolutely necessary, Xu Qing didn't want to use this mask.
This was because if he used it too much, he wouldn't be able to take it off.
However, he had to use it now.
At the same time, the coffin suddenly shook and emitted a gentle force that enveloped Xu Qing, augmenting him.
Just as Xu Qing's heart stirred, an astonishing fluctuation came from above the magma.
Xu Qing immediately lowered his head and didn't move.
Very soon, the magma above rumbled and exploded in all directions. A figure of the Feather Race with red wings and wearing a red robe slowly walked out of the magma.
His expression was gloomy and his footsteps didn't seem fast, but he arrived above the coffin in just a few steps.
His Nihility energy fluctuations filled this place with a sense of violence.
Standing there, the Feather Race's divine envoy swept his gaze across the surroundings. The chewing sounds continued to spread from the coffin, and there was also a satisfied voice.
"Crimson Goddess' servant doesn't taste bad."
When the Feather Race's divine envoy heard this, he looked at the abyss. His eyes revealed a red glow, as though they could penetrate a certain range and see into the abyss.
A long time later, he frowned. He could sense the aura of that divine servant and knew that the other party had been devoured.
As for how this happened, he wasn't very clear. However, when he thought of the identity of the existence in the coffin, he seemed to understand.
"This matter has to be reported to the temple."
"Looks like the sealing time will have to be more frequent."
The Feather Race's divine envoy swept his gaze across the surrounding restrictions. After that, he raised his right hand and took out a blood crystal. After crushing it, he fused it into the restrictions.
Immediately, the fluctuations of the restrictions here became even denser.
After doing this, he coldly glanced at the abyss gap and turned to leave this place.
The death of a divine servant was a major event to the outside world but to him, it was nothing. He just needed to know the cause of death.
Xu Qing didn't walk out immediately. He waited for a long while and after confirming that the divine envoy had indeed left, he couldn't help but relax. The dizziness and fatigue from the injuries to his soul made Xu Qing exhausted.
Fortunately, although his Sundials were decaying, they were recovering as the gnomons moved.
Xu Qing heaved a sigh of relief and flew out with difficulty. When he flew out, he suddenly paused and fell silent for a few breaths. After that, he bowed toward the coffin that was the size of a city.
"Thank you, Senior."
A blue eye appeared in the abyss where the coffin lid was opened and stared at Xu Qing.
This eye was extremely large and gave Xu Qing the feeling that it was somewhat similar to the god's eye but its might was different.
"You have the power of the Crimson Goddess on you!"
A buzzing sound that carried an inexplicable meaning echoed in all directions.
Xu Qing lowered his head and respectfully spoke.
"My master snatched it for me. It doesn't belong to the Red Moon now. It belongs to me."
The eye in the coffin clearly narrowed but there was no sound.
Xu Qing waved his hand and the power of the Poison Restriction spread out.
"This too."
With that, he revealed the aura of the Ghost Emperor Mountain.
"And this."
"In addition, my master was the one who snatched this body of mine for me." As Xu Qing spoke, he took out the fish bone.
"They're a set."
"Who is your master?" A long time later, a muffled voice rang out from the coffin.
Xu Qing shook his head with a serious expression.
"Senior, before the mission my master gave me is completed, he forbade me from using his name."
"Mission?" The eye in the coffin narrowed.
"My mission is to obtain information about the Red Moon's Crimson Goddess for Master. Senior, you might not know but under my Master's plan, the Crimson Goddess is already in a deep sleep."
"I came here to go to the Repentance Plain and calculate the time when the Red Moon will arrive."
"Senior, you are?" Xu Qing asked respectfully.
The coffin fell silent. After a long time, an ancient voice rang out.
"Kid, I don't believe what you're saying but it's fine. I can sense that the power of the Crimson Goddess on your body was plundered. It's different from those divine envoys and you're also a human."
"As for my identity… this large region was once my father's territory."
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed as great waves rose in his heart.
"The plains you're going to is my father's burial ground."
The voice that came from the coffin was filled with bitterness.
"Too much time has passed. I can no longer remember the passage of time…"
"In the countless years, other than the people from the Red Moon Shrine, you're the second person to appear in front of me. Many years ago, there was another one who promised me that he would help me leave, but he hasn't appeared for a long time."
"Tell me, how are the humans outside now?"
Xu Qing fell silent. He had doubts about the authenticity of these words. However, the injuries to his soul were too serious now and he could sense his weakening state.