Zhou Qing was stunned in place by the sudden change.

He never expected that before he even truly made a move, the opponent would suffer such a terrible backlash.

"Those who bring misfortune upon themselves cannot live!" A cold glint flashed in Zhou Qing’s eyes, dispelling the last bit of hesitation in his heart.

If he did not seize the moment to end it now, it might lead to other changes, especially since Wu Zhenyue’s people were almost catching up.

"Die!"

His golden wings suddenly fluttered, slicing through the void with brilliant light, charging toward Xuanyuan Yichen with fierce killing intent.

In just a moment, Xuanyuan Yichen, who originally appeared middle-aged, seemed to age a hundred years, his demeanor turning entirely senile.

His talent was not strong, relying on the massive resources of the royal family and guidance from predecessors to barely advance to Nascent Soul.

His repeated defeats against the Ghost Mastiff planted an obsession in his heart.

"Only the one who tied the bell can untie it". To further transform into divinity, he did not hesitate to travel far to Taiqing Sect to battle the Ghost Mastiff again.

Now, having finally broken through to Divinity Transformation, increasing his lifespan by a thousand years, yet due to backlash, he lost more than half, even aging more than his father, who was full of talent and strategy.

"Hahaha..." He laughed mournfully to the sky, his white hair flying messily in the wind, "In this state... how would Father continue to groom me? How would the Holy Martial Dynasty entrust me?"

Seeing Zhou Qing dashing towards him, Xuanyuan Yichen’s cloudy eyes burst with immense hatred: "Since my Qi Condensation at six... I’ve been secretly plotting this..."

He lifted his branch-like arm, pointing at Zhou Qing: "All these years... I have endured humiliation... made false deals with numerous filthy rats, using their hands to get rid of the thirteenth and fifteenth brothers..."

With each word, blood foamed at the corner of his mouth, "Just when I was about to receive Father’s acknowledgment... inheriting the throne, you destroyed everything in an instant!"

"Zhou Qing! You’ve ruined everything," he shouted hysterically, his emaciated body trembling violently, "I want you dead! No matter... what it takes!"

Before he finished speaking, Xuanyuan Yichen suddenly tore open the front of his robe, revealing a hideous and terrifying black mark.

The mark resembled a distorted human face, eerily squirming, as if alive, on his shriveled chest.

"Elder!" Xuanyuan Yichen knelt to the ground, voice hoarse, "I beg you to help me kill this beast! I am willing to sacrifice all remaining lifespan, eternal damnation, and leave this body at your disposal!"

In an instant, the mark suddenly lit up with a bizarre black glow, and a hoarse, chilling voice rang out in the heavens and earth: "Hehehe... finally figured it out? I’ve been waiting for this moment... for a long time..." 𝗳𝚛𝚎𝚎𝘄𝕖𝕓𝕟𝕠𝚟𝚎𝕝.𝗰𝕠𝐦

The next moment, Xuanyuan Yichen’s skin visibly shriveled, his white hair breaking inch by inch.

Yet he laughed maniacally, black ink-like blood oozing from his seven orifices: "Zhou Qing! Do you think it ends here? I want you dead! I want you annihilated! I want you never to be reborn!"

The black mark abruptly expanded, transforming into thick black fog enveloping Xuanyuan Yichen.

Within the black fog, a spine-chilling chewing sound echoed, accompanied by the crisp sound of bones shattering.

Xuanyuan Yichen’s frenzied roar came from the fog: "Eat... eat it all! My flesh, my soul... take them all! As long as he accompanies me in death... hahaha..."

Zhou Qing abruptly halted his form, brows furrowing tightly.

He felt a spine-tingling chill, as if he was being stared at by some ancient fierce beast.

The breath emanating from the black fog made the spiritual power in his body begin to stagnate.

"This is..." Zhou Qing’s pupils shrunk suddenly, his golden wings involuntarily pulling back slightly.

Swish, swish, swish!

The sound of breaking through the air suddenly rang out, and Wu Zhenyue and others finally caught up.

But when they saw Xuanyuan Yichen enveloped by the black fog ahead, everyone’s expression changed dramatically, a chill climbing from their feet straight to their celestial spirit.

The Seventh Prince’s maniacal laughter echoed continuously from the black fog, the voice no longer resembling human, but more like the roar of some beast.

"Make them all back up!" Zhou Qing said sternly, with unprecedented gravity in his voice.

Wu Zhenyue shivered in his heart, immediately waving: "Everyone, retreat and prepare!"

The commanders in the Divinity Transformation realm looked at each other, thinking they weren’t here to pursue Master Zhou, why suddenly listen to him?

But they still retreated quickly, forming a surrounding circle in the distance.

At this moment, the air was filled with an overwhelming oppressive feeling.

"What is happening with the Seventh Prince..." Wu Zhenyue’s voice tightened.

Zhou Qing did not answer, his gaze locked fiercely on the surging black fog.

He hadn’t expected, suddenly discovering Xuanyuan Yichen carried an elder around?

"No, this aura..."

Zhou Qing’s spiritual power instantly boiled, golden wings fully spread.

This aura from the black fog grew increasingly intense, surprisingly the same source as the four ghosts saluting gate, and ghost sewing needle he diagnosed back then!

"This person comes from a Fifth-level Cultivation Country!" A terrifying conjecture appeared in Zhou Qing’s mind.

Even the things Xuanyuan Yichen acquired might likely belong to this person.

Then, the opponent’s cultivation should at least be in the Spirit Severing Realm, perhaps even stronger.

After all, items like the ghost sewing needle were made from certain parts of the Spirit Severing Realm body.

Just as Zhou Qing was pondering, the black fog suddenly surged violently, then scattered abruptly.

Appearing in the original spot was no longer Xuanyuan Yichen—

It was a pitch-black monster, with six twisted arms.

Its head still retained the outline of Xuanyuan Yichen, but the entire face was covered with web-like black markings, its mouth splitting to the ears, revealing ghastly white fangs.