886 The Divine Authority of Misfortune (3)
“It’s over now. Once the Crimson Goddess wakes up, we’ll be the first to be eaten!”
Xu Qing comforted the god’s finger that was throwing a tantrum. The god’s finger didn’t care about Xu Qing’s words and headed straight for D132, quickly falling asleep.
Seeing this, Xu Qing walked to the plaza and looked at Duanmu Zang.
Duanmu Zang instinctively took a few steps back but he quickly restrained himself and revealed a bitter smile.
“You… Are you still you?”
Xu Qing nodded and his gaze landed on his surroundings.
This holy city was basically empty. There might still be some alive but with the Poison Restriction in their bodies, they wouldn’t be able to live for long.
Duanmu Zang was in a daze. He had thought about destroying the holy city of the two races in the past but he couldn’t do it. Now that he saw it with his own eyes, he felt it was unreal.
After a long time, Duanmu Zang took a deep breath and his eyes gleamed.
After all, he was the leader of a small human country and had experienced many things. He understood that the most important thing now was how to deal with the aftermath.
“Xu Qing, we need this city! Can you help me clean up this city?”
“After that, I’ll go and fetch my people.”
Duanmu Zang looked at Xu Qing.
“Sure.” Xu Qing nodded and told him the location. He thought about it and asked.
“The Red Moon Shrine…”
Duanmu Zang stood up with a strange glint in his eyes. At that moment, he had completely suppressed the shock in his heart and began to analyze the subsequent events. When he heard this, he shook his head.
“The Red Moon Shrine is high and mighty. They won’t care about the deaths of two small races. They only care about the tributes, so we have to prepare the tributes as soon as possible.”
“Only the elites of these two races can stay in the holy city. They still have over 500,000 clansmen outside.”
“Leave this to me. They don’t know about the matter here yet. I’ll handle it. They will be our tributes!”
Duanmu Zang took a deep breath and sensed the cultivation base in his body. Xu Qing also handed the medicinal pills in his storage bag over.
“There’s no time to lose!”
As he spoke, Duanmu Zang swallowed the medicinal pills and headed straight for the sky.
After watching Duanmu Zang leave, Xu Qing stood on the plaza and remained silent for a long time.
He didn’t need to pay attention to how Duanmu Zang dealt with it. To be able to form a shelter in such a harsh environment and cultivate to such a realm, Duanmu Zang must have something extraordinary about him.
A long time later, Xu Qing looked at this empty city and walked forward.
As he walked, waves of Poison Restriction that were left here gathered from all directions and continuously fused into his body. It was the same for the anomalous substances that permeated this place.
On the way, he also encountered some people from the two races who were lucky enough not to be devoured but were struggling under the effects of the poison.
Regarding these, before Xu Qing could make a move, the Diamond Sect’s ancestor would rush over and kill them.
Just like that, two days later, this city that had experienced the calamity was completely free from the poison and anomalous substances. Although it was empty, Xu Qing, who was sitting at the top of a palace and looking at the sky, felt peace that he hadn’t felt in a long time.
His cultivation had increased by quite a bit.
Although the god’s finger ultimately devoured everything and Xu Qing didn’t gain much from it, his killing and absorption earlier still unknowingly strengthened all the nascent souls in his body to the level of almost attracting the second tribulation.
“Soon.”
Xu Qing mumbled.
At that moment, it was dark and there was no moon in the sky.
In the pitch-black world, Xu Qing sat there silently. He thought of those clansmen who had turned into minced meat and Panyan.
After a long time, he took out a purple flute and placed it by his mouth, playing the tune Zi Xuan taught him.
The gentle sound of the flute echoed in the empty city for a long time.
Time slowly passed.
Ten days later, humans arrived.
The moment more than 100,000 people entered Xu Qing’s vision, a white light rushed over from afar. It was the figure of a woman, heading straight for Xu Qing.
It instantly got close.
“Brother Xu Qing!”
Ling’er rushed over and hugged Xu Qing.
Xu Qing gently stroked Ling’er’s head. A smile appeared on his expressionless face. He also saw the shadow, stone lion, and head that had returned with Ling’er.
As for the shadow, it obediently fused into Xu Qing’s feet.
“Let’s go and welcome them,” Xu Qing said softly and walked toward the crowd.
In the following days, everything moved in order.
The arrival of more than 100,000 humans caused this city to regain its vitality. While there was still sorrow, the hope of the future transformed into seeds that grew in their hearts.
Many damaged buildings were cleared out and rebuilt, and the collapsed city walls were repaired.
Gradually, laughter began to fill the city.
Duanmu Zang also returned a month later.
It was unknown what he did, but when he returned, there were a thousand huge cages behind him. They were filled with people from the two races.
Because the Heavenly Mask Race was huge, there were a lot of cages. However, on the whole, the number of tributes exceeded 500,000.
Their expressions of despair and numb gazes were exactly the same as the humans they had treated as food back then.
Xu Qing didn’t have the slightest pity for these two races.
Just like that, they were placed outside the city and waited for fate to descend.
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