There were often many records in history.
For various reasons, due to certain motives or cause and effect, some individuals tended to conceal scenes they disliked. After modifying and adjusting them, they circulated these altered versions.
And as time passed, what the truth really was gradually became unknown to people.
For example, the scene Xu Qing was watching couldn't be seen by others.
It was concealed within the passage of time, as the wind carried its remnants. Memories lingered in this place, then were delivered into the sea of consciousness of Xu Qing, transforming into ink.
It was originally difficult for it to surface. Regardless of whether it was the wave of killing intent or the fragmentation of this memory with the passage of time, it was impossible for it to be pieced together.
It was the morning glow that added color to it and made up for the incompleteness. Only then did it gradually outline and reveal this hidden history in Xu Qing's perception.
He looked at the ruler's body and the figure of the Crimson Goddess, listening to the former's words and the latter's song.
The singing continued.
Within it, a poignant and soul-stirring sentiment emanated, carrying a sense of dedication—a pursuit willing to sacrifice everything for an ideal.
It was as though everything was meaningless in front of this ideal.
Even if all living beings died completely, even if the world cried and wailed, it would only be nutrients for her to become a god.
This wasn't important.
Regardless of whether it was the figure in the blue sky or anyone else, it couldn't erase her desire to become a god.
She wanted to become a god and stand atop the Red Moon.
For this, she would do whatever it took!
The visuals undulated in response to the echoing melody, waves rising and falling within, ultimately submerging all figures and fading out all sounds into a blurred obscurity.
Xu Qing's breath quickened, and his seated form exhibited rhythmic chest movements. Immersed within his mental sea of consciousness, he found himself unable to discern the subsequent events unfolding in the blurred visuals or hear the sounds echoing through time.
The scene in his sea of consciousness turned from blue to white, and from red to black. They intertwined and became ink again.
After all, the replenishment from the morning glow wasn't perfect.
Hence, everything that happened after that became hazy. It was like an abstract image that couldn't be seen directly and could only be sensed.
Xu Qing didn't choose to wake up. He continued to sink his mind into his sea of consciousness to sense this hazy painting.
In the painting, white and black collided. Water and ink spun and Xu Qing seemed to see the sky.
"Amidst the whiteness, there is a blue sky…"
Xu Qing mumbled. He also saw the ground.
"The black soil is covered in red blood…"
"The sky and earth seem to be connected. Is that… an altar?"
Xu Qing's expression became blank. He had completely forgotten what was happening outside and neglected everything. At that moment, all his heart and feelings were invested in the ink.
Gradually, the altar he saw became clearer.
However, this was actually an illusion of perception. This was because after the scene of the ruler and the Crimson Goddess dissipated, the ink in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness was spinning and no new scenes were formed.
However, Xu Qing felt that everything was rapidly becoming clear.
However, this speed was relative.
This was because it was already on the path of clarity.
No matter how hard Xu Qing tried, it was still the same.
And he had to keep his senses heightened at all times; otherwise, the altar would vanish. It required constant vigilance, akin to salvaging something from the depths.
But it remained elusive, never quite within reach.
The consumption of his mental energy became boundless.
Slowly, Xu Qing felt his consciousness withering. He couldn't hold on much longer.
As for the altar, it was still becoming clearer.
"Am I going to fail?"
Xu Qing's heart echoed with murmurs.
"I can't salvage this altar from the ink…"
"I'm missing a container."
"Container…"
At that moment, outside.
As Xu Qing reached the end of his comprehension, the rumbling of the world also gradually weakened. The feeling of the earth shaking and the mountains shaking also decreased and the vortex in the sky was no longer affected like before.
Everything seemed to be coming to an end.
This caused Ning Yan and the others to heave a sigh of relief. The pressure that was getting stronger and stronger earlier made them feel extremely nervous. It was hard for them to perform perfectly.
However, deep regret rose in the captain's heart. Although he felt that the possibility of Xu Qing succeeding in his comprehension was extremely slim, the scene earlier still gave him some hope.
'It's fine. After all, it's good to experience it. At least he experienced the killing intent.'
The heir and the others also felt regret. Due to karma, they couldn't see Xu Qing's sea of consciousness but they could sense the consumption of Xu Qing's mental energy.
It could also be seen that after experiencing the killing intent, Xu Qing attempted a deeper exploration, but ultimately failed.
"He's comprehending Father's divine ability, the God Slaying Platform."
"What a pity…"
"Actually, it has nothing to do with him. It's because the traces left here are too faint. Otherwise, he wouldn't have failed."
The heir and the others spoke softly and sighed.
Even though he didn't succeed, Xu Qing's comprehension ability left an extremely deep impression on them.
Right now, the second act that appeared in the minds of all living beings in the Moon Worship Region had reached the climax. After Wu Jianwu's figure was revealed, a person walked over from the void.
This person was dressed in luxurious robes, with piercing eyes and a fair complexion, exuding a subtle yet terrifying aura.
He was the eunuch who served the Ancient Sovereign, and he came here to proclaim the decree of the Ancient Sovereign.
With every step, the heavens and earth displayed a myriad of colors. The eunuch in the splendid robe raised his right hand, conjuring a cloud that unfolded like a scroll.
"The Dao of Wanggu and the Ancient Sovereign have decreed, 'The arrival of radiance brings harm to the people, causing chaos and calamity among the common folk.'"
"Today, I will allow the Moon King Zihua to execute the punishment on my behalf, slaying the being of the sinful land… I will personally bear all the karma!"
His voice echoed like heavenly lightning. Coupled with the effects added by the heir and the others, when it was reflected in the minds of all living beings in the outside world, it was extremely imposing.
As the reading ended, Ning Yan, who was playing the role of the ruler, looked at the Crimson Goddess on the altar with a deep gaze.
After that, his gaze landed on the golden-armored burly dude behind the Crimson Goddess and he calmly spoke.
"Divine official."
"I'm ready!"
The golden-armored burly dude played by the captain spoke loudly. He pressed down on the Crimson Goddess's head with one hand and held a long blade in the other, waiting for the order.
"Execute!"
"I obey the decree!"
A cold glint flashed in the captain's eyes and he was about to swing the blade in his hand. At this moment, intense hatred appeared in the Crimson Goddess' eyes and she struggled. However, under the suppression formed by the countless runic marks on the altar, she couldn't break free.
In this moment, the setting was filled with stirring winds and turbulent clouds, as the heir and others secretly acted, exerting their full effort to enhance this spectacle.
After all, the scene of killing the Crimson Goddess was extremely meaningful to all living beings of this region.
Heavenly lightning rumbled in the scene. Countless bolts of lightning transformed into ferocious lightning dragons that roared in the sky before spreading out in all directions.
Princess Mingmei also took action, forming a river of time, causing the ancient aura emitted by the scene to enter the perception of all living beings.
Old Eighth wasn't to be outdone. His voice fused into the heavenly lightning and transformed into emotional fluctuations, causing the emotions of all the characters to be strongly enhanced at this moment.
Finally, the heir made a move. The sun and moon rose amidst the lightning and countless stars shone as time passed. There was also a faint will of the Heavenly Dao descending from the sky, as though it was witnessing this moment.
The whole setting was imposing and intimidating.
When everyone viewed this scene, their hearts seemed to be in their throats.
The captain waved his long blade amidst the embellishment!
The blade light flickered and the blade reflected lightning, containing the sun, moon, and stars. It carried an ancient aura that stirred the emotions of all living beings and was about to descend.
Nether Fairy's eyes unveiled monstrous hatred and was about to say her last line.
However, at this moment…
A drastic change occurred!
The sky changed color and the earth trembled!
A huge rumbling sound rang out from the sky. It was like the roar of a primordial beast, overturning the seas and rivers. The sky directly split open with a rumbling sound, revealing a large number of cracks which further collapsed!
Countless boulders fell and smashed into the ground. At the same time, a cold light could be faintly seen in the sky.
The ground churned and shattered into pieces, forming countless huge pits. It even stirred up a storm that swept through everything.
Not only that, but there was also a shocking killing intent that soared into the sky.
All of this directly surpassed the visual effects put up by the heir and the others!
Previously, all the living beings in the Moon Worship Region were already completely focused under the influence of the heir and the others. Now that this sudden killing intent appeared, they instantly lost their voice in horror and exclaimed endlessly.
The killing intent was even more intense than before. It erupted in their hearts and transformed into furious waves that stirred their souls.
Everyone in the setting was equally shocked.
Nether Fairy's face instantly turned pale. The feeling of death was unprecedentedly intense. She clearly had an undying body, but at this moment, she perceived death closer than ever before!
"I'll really die!"
She struggled with all her might.
The captain's blade also paused for a moment as his mind churned. Ning Yan, Wu Jianwu, and Li Youfei were even more shaken.
The heir and the others gazed at Xu Qing in unison. All of them were moved.
At this moment, a bottle appeared in Xu Qing's sea of consciousness.
He indeed couldn't fish out the altar in the ink painting, but he realized that he needed a container, so… he reflected his Time Bottle in his sea of consciousness.
He was using this bottle to contain the ink.
What he wanted to do wasn't to take them all away.
"Since I can't fish it out, I'll extract all the excess parts that are affecting my comprehension!"
The ink headed straight for the Time Bottle. As it rapidly flowed in, Xu Qing could sense that the altar had truly transform clearer.
All of this didn't take a long time. Under Xu Qing's full concentration, most of the ink disappeared in the blink of an eye.
As for the remaining portion… it transformed into a special altar!
The appearance of the altar was the origin of the changes outside!
At this moment, the atmosphere outside was overwhelming. The sky collapsed and the ground shattered. As the vortex in the sky rumbled, this world began to collapse.
The deafening sound echoed far and wide, reaching every corner. Simultaneously, the first hurdle that Xu Qing and his group crossed when they arrived at this place—the towering mountain range that was now tilted in the sky—now ruptured on a large scale.
After numerous rocks constituting the mountain range fell away, the cold radiance hidden within became increasingly distinct, revealing its complete form.
It was a huge green blade!
