Chapter 1259: Gruish Dao Weapon!
“A God Lord’s dao weapon!” The sight of the curved blood-colored blade coming out of Xu Qing’s forehead caused the pretty True God to reel! The full mightiness of a God Lord became a crushing will that made it a struggle for hīm to breathe. An intense sensation of deadly crisis covered the heavens and moons of hīs god kingdom.[1]
He has a God Lord’s dao weapon!! No, wait. That can’t be. A Quasi-Immortal shouldn’t be able to use a dao weapon like that.... What’s more, my omniscience couldn’t sense it.... Someone made it so that this person’s information can’t be accessed via omniscience!!
The pretty True God was shaken to the core. As of this moment, the scarlet blade coming out of Xu Qing’s forehead hadn’t even emerged by half. Yet even that small portion caused his face to distort. His fleshly body felt like it was being ripped apart, and his soul was writhing. It seemed like he was just on the verge of being killed in body and soul.
This dao weapon was just too powerful. Despite being a true monarch and the destiny aura of the Fifth Star Ring, there was no way he could unleash it in its entirety.
And yet, Xu Qing’s eyes flashed with immense determination. Using the destiny aura, he continued to activate the crescent moon blade!
It emerged from his forehead by another inch. The scarlet glow expanded, causing fights on both sides of the conflict to look over in astonishment and back away. Eventually... a strange grating noise filled the depths of the starry sky.
It sounded like some entity scraping bone with a fingernail. The sound caused all the nearby asteroids to start vibrating. Countless corpses and the rubble of planets also vibrated. At the same time, vein networks appeared on them similar to what covered the blade. Anyone in range to hear, be they cultivators or gods, were visibly astonished.
The pretty True God’s pupils constricted as the shock in hīs heart escalated. Hē quickly started falling back.
Unfortunately, just as hē started moving, Xu Qing, his eyes bloodshot, shouted something in a voice that hardly sounded human.
“Come forth, Crescent Moon!”
Xu Qing shook violently as the flesh of his forehead split and blood spilled down, soaking him. That was the price he paid to pull the blood-red blade one more inch out of his forehead!
Now, more than half of the blade was visible. What was immeasurably gruish was the fact that a host of tiny black holes covered the surface of the blood-colored blade. From within them emerged the distorted voices of souls.