Outside Of Time

Chapter 1722 The God Emperor's Daughter

Chapter 1722  The God Emperor's Daughter

In the firmament above, the blood-red glow spread like auroras, forming strands within which scarlet moths fluttered, breathtakingly beautiful.

In the air, Xu Qing's long hair flowed as his figure stood tall, holding aloft the severed head of the god. At that moment, his silhouette etched itself into the memories of every cultivator on the battlefield.

This battle, originally locked in a stalemate between the cultivators and the gods, was altered by the appearance of Xu Qing and his group—a decisive force, akin to the final straw that broke the camel's back.

With their intervention, the scales of war tipped completely, propelling the battle toward its conclusion.

Amid the rising cacophony of slaughter and explosions, the god's forces on the battlefield crumbled, retreating in disarray like a collapsing mountain under the overwhelming tide of cultivators.

Zhou Zhengli, Star Ring, and the others naturally seized the opportunity and fused into the tide, harvesting crazily.

Xu Qing also descended from the air.

The collection of origin essence was the most important.

There were also other Corpse Looting Teams who followed like vultures.

An hour later, the battle ended.

The battlefield was filled with the corpses of gods. Although the cultivators had also paid the price, the victory they obtained was also huge. The gods were completely wiped out!

Amidst the mix of fatigue and excitement, all their gazes landed on Xu Qing and the others, who were still roaming the battlefield and continuously harvesting the origin essence of corpses.

Among them, there were naturally injured people. Some were slightly injured, and some were seriously injured. However, no matter how injured they were or whether they were exhausted, their movements weren't much slower at this moment.

They were crazily harvesting origin essence.

This time around, none of the Nianlin Army cultivators here went to snatch it.

The gazes they used to look at Xu Qing and the others were filled with respect.

Even the old man who had guided Xu Qing in the rules of corpse looting and the other corpse looting cultivators stopped at this moment, allowing Xu Qing's team to harvest first.

As such, Xu Qing's team started harvesting thousands of god corpses.

It was only after they had harvested 80% of the corpses that they stopped and gathered beside Xu Qing. Xu Qing looked at the surrounding military cultivators before looking at the commander of the Nianlin Army.

The moment their eyes met, the commander of the Nianlin Army cupped his fists and bowed before speaking hoarsely.

"Thank you!"

Xu Qing returned the greeting. After that, he turned and left.

Zhou Zhengli and the others followed behind him.

They were in a hurry to head to the next battlefield.

Their departing figures still attracted the attention of everyone on the battlefield. In their eyes, these 19 people were giant wolves that emitted baleful aura and bloodthirstiness.

This was indeed the case.

After enduring many trials, the surviving ascenders had all become individuals capable of standing on their own. In any army, they would undoubtedly be regarded as exceptional elites.

Moreover, half of them had already reached the level of Quasi Immortal, while the rest were on the brink of achieving it. As for their combat prowess, it was nothing short of terrifying.

They gathered together like a wolf pack.

In front of them was Xu Qing… the Wolf King.

…

Time slowly passed just like that.

Several months passed in the blink of an eye.

Xu Qing and the others' harvesting continued in these few months. Moreover, it became increasingly ferocious until they were completely familiar with it.

Their figures appeared on many battlefields and they continued to use forceful methods to harvest corpses.

With such activity, their fame spread like a storm. In the end, almost all the cultivators in the large-scale battle areas that the Nianlin Army was in charge of either saw them with their own eyes or heard of them.

There were only 19 of them, but the vast majority of them were Quasi Immortals, each with rich combat experience and exceptional survival skills. Despite their status as heaven's chosens, they carried no arrogance.

Though their combat prowess was extraordinary, they still favored ambush and assassination tactics. Their expertise in harvesting, both in speed and thoroughness, was unmatched—wherever they passed, nothing was left behind.

It could be said that they had elevated the art of 'corpse looting' to a whole new level.

This shift caused those military cultivators to have a different opinion of the Corpse Looting Team.

As for other Corpse Looting Teams, they paid even closer attention to this phenomenon. Over time, imitators began to emerge. Although few could replicate their success, noticeable changes in approach and methods became evident.

However, in the end, they couldn't compare to Xu Qing's team.

Hence, slowly, this Corpse Looting Team with a special style gained a title that belonged to them while their name shook the entire war zone.

Their name was…

The Funeral Squad!

Meanwhile, as time continued to flow, the conflicts in the left-wing battlefield seemed to have reached a critical juncture.

In the central region of the left wing, the flesh millstone had reached its peak, becoming a beacon that drew all attention toward it.

On the front lines of the left wing, the frequency and intensity of battles escalated, growing ever fiercer.

Whether they were cultivators or gods, even the most oblivious among them could sense that something was amiss.

Many believed this was merely the prelude to a great storm—the calm before chaos.

Yet, there was another possibility, a far more unsettling one: the storm had already come.

At this moment, within the Fourth Star Ring, located in what belonged to the gods' right-wing battlefield, a dense, pervasive anomalous substances spread across the region, saturating the void. Here, countless ancient stars—shaped into massive statues—floated solemnly in the cosmos, emanating an air of sanctity.

Their numbers were staggering, easily exceeding tens of millions.

Ripples of power radiated outward from each of these sculpted celestial bodies, while atop them stood gods alongside their subordinate enslaved races.

Far off in the distance, an unimaginably vast river of stars spiraled through the boundless void.

Within its brilliance, one could discern colossal beasts, malevolent godlike visages, and temples, exuding overwhelming divine might that spread across the expanse.

When one gazed upon this domain, the scene was overwhelming: a vast sea of sculpted stars and sacred temples, densely packed and seemingly infinite, enveloping the entirety of the region.

Occasionally, colossal tendrils would rise from within the starlit river, slithering through the void, weaving through the stars, and vanishing into the distance.

Accompanying these movements were haunting whispers, echoing ceaselessly through the gods' right-wing battlefield.

This was the temporary encampment of the gods in the right-wing battlefield.

At the very heart of this stronghold stood nine colossal altars.

Each of these altars had been constructed entirely out of an untold number of bones.

Among these bones, some were bare and stripped clean, while others were still entangled with remnants of flesh and sinew. The remains came from a myriad of beings: cultivators, gods themselves, and even the enslaved races under the gods' command.

The altars exuded an aura of unmatched darkness and death, making the surrounding air feel oppressively cold.

Upon the nine altars, ethereal flames burned. The flames shone a ghostly white, their light spilling outward in concentric rings.

The flickering light of death illuminated the area.

The lights from the altars overlapped.

At the center of these nine altars, where the ring-shaped light of the nine candles overlapped, there was… a huge coffin with no lid hanging there.

The size of this coffin was comparable to a star.

Inside… lay a corpse of a god that was completely purple!

This corpse had three heads and six arms, and Its body was covered in divine runic marks, indicating Its extreme nobility.

These divine runic marks were woven into a ring filled with mysterious intent!

However, this ring had some minor gaps, clearly just a tiny step away from being completed.

Once completed, it would be… a Lord God!

This corpse belonged to an existence that was just below a Lord God.

It was the right-wing commander who was in charge of the entire right-wing war zone and controlled tens of thousands of gods!

Peak True God!

But now… It was already a corpse.

There was a shocking wound on the foreheads of all three of Its heads that pierced through Its soul and destroyed Its authority!

It had already died!

A month ago, It was ambushed and killed by a mysterious cultivator!

If Xu Qing was here and saw this scene, he would definitely realize that this… might be the reason why the cultivators' left-wing war zone became a flesh millstone and transformed into a life lantern to attract everyone. Moreover, the entire war zone became bait!

Using the left wing of the cultivators as bait and the bright lantern as a cover, the assassination was carried out!

Clearly, this assassination was a success!

However, at the same time, if Xu Qing was here, he would definitely have doubts when he realized the cultivator's plan.

Since the plan had been completed, why was the flesh millstone in the left-wing war zone of the cultivators still continuing and intensifying?!

Unless… assassinating the right-wing commander of the gods was only a part of the cultivators' plan!

If that was the case, the cultivators' plan would definitely be… peerless!

At that moment, in the surroundings of the coffin, in the originally empty space, under the dim fire light, gods that emitted terrifying auras gradually walked out of the void.

Each of these figures was towering in stature, exuding immense divine might, and Their statuses were equally remarkable—every single one was a True God leader from the god's right-wing battlefield.

As they manifested, these True Gods circled around and stood tall around the coffin.

Then, They bowed towards the starry sky above.

In Their worship, a roar suddenly echoed from the sky, and a huge rift appeared in the void, as if an unparalleled force was forcibly tearing it open from within.

Divine light spread out from the crack and scattered in all directions.

In the divine light, one could see the majestic divine kingdom, the boundless universe, and countless gods. They… were also worshiping.

Under the worship of both sides, a graceful figure in a blue robe slowly appeared in the divine light and walked over step by step.

Its appearance was blurry and couldn't be looked at directly.

Her clothes were luxurious and the blue hue on them was dyed by the gathering of countless seas of the Fourth Star Ring, and atop Her head, she wore a phoenix crown adorned with dangling jewels.

Within the crown, a male phoenix could be heard crying out in sorrow, while the female phoenix howled in mourning. As for the pearls embellishing the crown…

Upon closer inspection, each of these pearls appeared to be special eyes.

Each eye came from the most beautiful gods of a particular race.

There were many of them and they were all blinking.

It was bizarre yet beautiful.

All of this showed how noble the status of this goddess was.

This was indeed the case.

The instant Her graceful figure walked out of the rift, all the True Gods beside the coffin knelt down.

"Starry Eyes Luan!"

Her divine voice resounded across the vastness, causing ripples in the starry sky. It was as if even the rules of the Fourth Star Ring, at this moment, showered endless adoration, enveloping this divine maiden.

This was because She was the only offspring of the new God Emperor of the Fourth Star Ring!

On the god's side, the Lord God was also known as the God Emperor!

Her father was the supreme existence in charge of the battle between the Fourth and Fifth Star Rings. He was the one fighting for momentum with Immortal Lord Zhan Lu!

Originally, She was not meant to appear here.

The reason why She appeared now… was because of the sudden death of the right-wing commander who had shouldered a special mission and hadn't had time to complete it!

This made it necessary for Her to come here and unleash the bloodline divine authority of the royal family to speed up the return of the fallen commander!

With Her bloodline divine authority, it could greatly shorten the return time of all the True Gods under Her father's command. No long period was needed; only a few months!

Though there was a cost, it was not unbearable, for this was the very power of Her father's divine aspect!

Since She had come here, She also had a mission.

Her mission was to remain here, continually accelerating the return of fallen True Gods.

And today was Her first task.

…

At the moment the daughter of the Lord God descended in the Fourth Star Ring, across an endless expanse, on the frontlines of the left-wing battlefield in the area controlled by the cultivators, in a spot where Xu Qing was harvesting corpses, his actions suddenly paused.

He instinctively looked in the direction of the Fourth Star Ring.

He slowly frowned.

"There…"

Xu Qing pondered.

At that instant just now, for some reason, he vaguely felt an incomparably strange feeling in his heart and soul.

This feeling was like palpitations, but it also felt like some kind of premonition.

It was as though some predestined event was gradually approaching with an unstoppable momentum.