Chapter 1585
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Chapter 1585 Equivalent Exchange
The sea boiled, black fire devoured the sky.
One after another, the murderous blade rays crushed An Qingyu’s body, which rapidly regenerated. As the sixth black lock broke, the killing energy in the world intensified by another fold!
At this moment, the flames surrounding the towering shadow were no longer black, but rather an abyss-like dark fire. The mist in the air was burned into voids, and even the sea below was stained to resemble a black abyss.
The final chain tethered the towering shadow’s form, with the other end connected to Cao Yuan’s corpse inside it. At this moment, the aura released by the Black King was already comparable to the supreme!
“Can a human really achieve this level without the conditions of laws?”
Feeling the fierce murderous aura coming toward him, An Qingyu’s calm eyes finally showed some movement, his brow revealing surprise.
Long ago, after the [Nightfall] team returned from Kunlun, the gods of Great Xia had warned them that if the Black King were released again, it would completely break the last three fate locks… at that time, the Black King would fully regain its freedom.
And now, An Qingyu had become the one who personally made this happen.
Dark flames churned on the sea’s surface. The towering shadow no longer pursued An Qingyu. Its pale face slightly lowered, looking at the last chain below it… and Cao Yuan’s corpse floating in the sea of fire.
After the other six chains broke, the last one couldn’t restrain the Black King’s dark fire and began to melt at a visible speed.
Bang!
As the final chain broke, Cao Yuan’s corpse sank into the Black King’s torso, seemingly completely merging with it.
At the same time, an unprecedented terrible killing energy, like a tiger freed from its cage, roared and hummed throughout heaven and earth!
Without the fate locks’ restriction, the Black King gained the ability to move freely, no longer fixed like a target at Cao Yuan’s corpse’s position. From this moment, it completely regained its freedom.
That pale, distorted face slowly raised, locking onto An Qingyu in the distance. Its hollow eyes revealed a bone-chilling killing intent!
“You’ve already killed me seventy-four times… now, it’s my turn.”
Facing the completely freed towering shadow, An Qingyu showed no fear. He bit his fingertip and smeared the fresh blood on his gray pupils, drawing a long arc.
His eyes gradually closed…
As those gray pupils disappeared, the corners of an illusory gate rapidly took shape in the mist behind him!
Sensing that grand and mysterious aura, the Black King seemed to realize something. Its pale face revealed a fierce and furious expression as it suddenly gripped its dark blade with both hands, cleaving the sea and rushing toward that gate!
“Equivalent exchange, huh…” An Qingyu murmured with closed eyes, the blood markings at the corners of his eyes emitting an eerie light.
He raised his right hand, pointing at his chest and gently drawing downward…
“Then, take my internal organs.”
As the words fell, the blood marking suddenly brightened. An Qingyu violently coughed up blood, his face extremely pale!
At the same time, a deep hum came from the gate behind him. That towering, blurry gate shadow slowly opened a crack!
Vague murmurs came from behind the door. Everything in the world suddenly froze – the churning sea, the flowing dark fire, the towering shadow holding its blade with murderous intent, and Cao Yuan’s corpse absorbed into its body – all were frozen in this moment.
Misty vapor floated out from the door crack. The Black King, frozen on the sea surface, automatically floated toward the crack, as if the space between it and the door rapidly shortened until it completely disappeared inside!
Creaking—
As the Black King vanished behind the door, that majestic illusory gate closed and slowly dissipated in midair.
The frozen time flowed again. The dark flames floating on the sea surface, as if losing their source, quickly vanished without a trace. The seawater regained its color, and the dark abyss cutting through the ocean was finally filled by the sea.
An Qingyu’s form wavered, nearly falling into the sea, his face as white as paper.
He remained in place for a long time, finally glancing toward the direction of the Celestial Court before gradually disappearing into the mist…
…
Hundreds of miles away.
[Chaos]’s eyebrows slightly raised as he turned to look at a certain void beside him. A space-time disturbance swirled, and An Qingyu’s figure slowly walked out from it.
Seeing this, [Chaos] chuckled:
“I knew you would come…”
An Qingyu glanced at him and spoke calmly, “Once I decide something, I don’t easily change my mind.”
“Oh? Your body…”
[Chaos] seemed to notice something, his gaze scanning An Qingyu up and down, his eyes revealing amusement.
“I experienced some battles when leaving the Celestial Court. It’s nothing serious.” An Qingyu narrowed his eyes at [Chaos]. “Put away that disgusting gaze, Nyarlathotep, or I’ll offer your eyes to ‘Truth’.”
“Hehe, you’ve just mastered the power of the Gate of Truth, yet your tone is quite bold…” [Chaos] sneered.
“However, I won’t pursue this… After all, you’re now my teammate, and teammates should get along well, don’t you think? Deputy An Qingyu?”
An Qingyu’s eyes slightly contracted, fierce killing intent surging from within. He instantly grabbed [Chaos]’s throat with one hand and spoke word by word:
“Don’t call me by that name… And don’t speak to me with this face in the future.”
[Chaos], wearing Lin Qiye’s physical form, shrugged helplessly. His face instantly changed into a handsome black man who grinned, revealing neat white teeth:
“Oh? Is this face acceptable then? My dear ‘Truth’.”
An Qingyu released his hand, not wanting to speak further with this madman, and said coldly:
“Let’s go, we should return.”
“Return? No, no, no, we still have one thing to do.” The black man turned around, looking into the distance, his smile growing brighter.
…
Mist.
Dust Formation.
Three figures wearing Taoist robes stood at three corners of the formation. Within the light pillar, that swirling mass of flesh and black cloud was frantically twisting!
“Half an hour left.” Lingbao Tianzun formed a hand seal, his eyes fixed on [Black Goat]’s remains, speaking slowly.
Yuanshi Tianzun and Daode Tianzun nodded slightly, steadily channeling divine power into the formation.
Compared to four and a half hours ago, the [Black Goat]’s body within the light pillar had shrunk by over 90%. If it was originally a dense black cloud, now it was at most half a basketball court in size, its aura extremely weak.
