Almost at the instant the god authorities in Xu Qing's body spread out and his life level increased, his mind rumbled intensely. His body directly lost control under the eruption of the divine sense of the god's finger and was pulled over.
The power from the god's finger ignored everything Xu Qing did and sucked his body to the back, where he collided with a group of despairing nonhumans.
The stone lion and the head were also pulled along.
The latter screamed.
"Boss, Boss, it's me. It's me. I'm the head. We're cellmates…"
The finger didn't respond to the head's shouts. At that moment, It lifted its fingertip and looked in the direction of Mount Morning Glow with some hesitation.
In the end, It didn't get close. It disappeared from there and appeared in an extremely far location, before teleporting again and moving toward the aura of other living beings.
Behind It were more than 500 cultivators who had been captured by It, and there were many from the Smoke Race among them.
Xu Qing's arrival didn't attract any attention. The thoughts of all the cultivators were filled with despair and horror.
Their bodies were also in a bizarre state.
Almost none of them were complete.
They were all divided into countless pieces. Their eyes, nose, ears, internal organs, and limbs were independent.
It was the same for the Smoke Race. The fog was divided into countless portions.
However, under the power of the god's finger, they were all piled up and couldn't leave. Hence, various parts of these bodies were stuck together in a mess.
This scene was strange and filled with unknown.
Xu Qing's expression was ugly. At that moment, his mind was still rumbling but he didn't give up. He quickly circulated the two god authorities in his body and used all his strength to suppress his body that was threatening to fall into pieces.
Under his suppression, he barely managed to maintain his complete body. When he lifted his head with great difficulty and looked ahead, he could only see a hazy scene and feel the boundless fog flowing rapidly.
Xu Qing realized that he was being dragged at high speed by the god's finger.
"What exactly is this god's finger trying to do?!" Xu Qing forcefully calmed himself down and quickly searched for a way to escape.
"The Prison Department relied on luck to suppress it…" As all kinds of thoughts raced in Xu Qing's mind, a rumbling sound suddenly rang out from all directions. At the next instant, the god's finger stopped.
The sudden stop from extremely fast speed directly caused the organs of many cultivators to collapse and explode. Xu Qing also spat out a mouthful of blood.
Fortunately, he had the divine source and his physical body was extremely powerful. Although a large number of cracks appeared on his body, it was still intact.
Right now, he was able to barely see his surroundings.
A rotting lump of flesh that was ten thousand feet long was reflected in Xu Qing's eyes.
On this lump of flesh stood an old man with a worried expression. It was the old man from the Painting Race.
Before Xu Qing could continue checking, his body and a large number of organs of all the cultivators in the surroundings were thrown into the gigantic flesh.
The moment they came into contact, the flesh squirmed and split open, enveloping all the incoming organs. Some parts of some organs were revealed, while others were completely devoured.
They quickly fused into the flesh.
The stone lion and the head were also pulled along.
Wails and screams rang out from the cultivators who were enveloped. Some were voices and and some were divine senses that contained endless pain.
More than half of Xu Qing's body was enveloped by this flesh. As the mournful cries echoed in the surroundings, huge waves of emotions rose in his mind.
This was because he didn't feel any pain from the corrosion. Instead, the instant his body was enveloped by this huge piece of flesh, he felt the Golden Crow emitting surprise and an extremely powerful desire.
"This is the remains of the sun?!"
Xu Qing's eyes widened. As his mind rumbled, he abruptly turned his head and looked at the old man from the Painting Race not far away.
At that moment, the old man from the Painting Race noticed the head and the stone lion. He also noticed Xu Qing.
Their eyes met.
"Haha, we're reunited…" Only the face of the head was revealed. At that moment, its eyes glanced at the old man.
The old man didn't bother with the head. He looked at Xu Qing with a strange glint in his eyes, wanting to get close.
"Lord Guardian?"
"You've made a contribution!" Xu Qing suddenly spoke.
The old man stopped in his tracks.
Xu Qing's words caused a dark glint to appear in the eyes of the old man.
He carefully sized up Xu Qing a few times. In his eyes, this guardian didn't have the slightest fear on his face. That calm expression was as though this wasn't a place of confinement but as if he was in D132.
This scene caused the paranoid old man to have no choice but to temporarily suppress the thoughts in his mind. He felt that something was amiss, so he swept his gaze toward the head.
However, before he could speak, amidst a large number of wails, the god's finger in the air buzzed and directly appeared in front of the old man. Its majestic and terrifying divine sense locked onto him.
The old man tried his best not to tremble and squeezed out a fawning smile.
"Great chosen god, you are the god of the sky who will revive on the sun's corpse. You are destined to unify Wanggu and achieve the supreme level."
The pressure from the god's finger clearly decreased a little, emitting a roar that echoed in the sea of consciousness of all cultivators.
The old man wasn't able to control his body well and trembled. However, his expression didn't reveal anything. He still had that incomparably pious appearance and spoke as though he was praying.
"Chosen god, the day of your revival is approaching. The paint for your body has been half completed. If it was a lowly god, it would be enough to draw their body with this paint. However, you are the chosen god. I must draw the most perfect body in this world for you."
