Chapter 138

Chapter 138: Every Inch of Land in the Mortal World is Drenched with Blood 

(Part 3)

His vision went black. He suppressed the dizziness and bit his tongue hard, not caring about the chaotic blood and 

qi within him. Now, he only knew that he absolutely could not faint at this crucial moment… otherwise, who knew

what might happen!

Fortunately, the blinding light gradually faded. Si Cang Qing closed his eyes, adjusting for a while, only to find a 

heavy, bloody taste in his mouth, and his body seemed to be fixed in place, stiff and unable to move.

Ignoring all that, enduring the alternating hot and cold pressure, he circulated his true qi to calm his chaotic blood 

and qi, but his body seemed to be bound by an invisible force, preventing him from breaking free of the restraints.

"Oh, who is this?"

A soft, alluring female voice suddenly rang out, echoing through the empty hall. Si Cang Qing slowly opened his 

eyes and looked directly at the person opposite him. However, due to the severe exhaustion he had just exerted, 

his vision was temporarily impaired, and he couldn't make out the person's appearance clearly. He could only 

vaguely see a woman in white walking towards him.

"Heh, Your Majesty Canghuan Emperor?" The woman finally approached Si Cang Qing, pressing against his 

stiff body, and chuckled, "If you wanted to come, you only needed to say so. Why disguise yourself as Qing Mo?" 

As she spoke, she raised her hand to caress his face, tracing suggestive lines. "I've always been curious about what 

kind of person the Azure Emperor is. I was just about to go see you, but you've come here first!"

Si Cang Qing was displeased, but unable to move, he had no choice but to let the woman do as she pleased. 

Now that she was so close, he could clearly see her appearance: around thirty years old, with a bewitching face 

and a slightly upturned, scarlet mouth, exuding a ghostly aura.

Seemingly, the disguise on his face had worn off. The woman stepped back slightly, staring at Si Cang Qing's 

face for a long time. "Emperor Cang truly has a handsome appearance!"

As she spoke, the woman pressed her entire body against Si Cang Qing, rubbing against him slightly. She lowered 

her head and bit his neck, one hand unbuttoning his outer robe and slipping inside. "Emperor Cang, our meeting 

is nothing more than a fleeting encounter… Don't worry, I will make you very comfortable…"

Her lips lingered on Si Cang Qing's neck for a moment, then suddenly withdrew. She looked up at the coldness 

in Si Cang Qing's eyes and smiled eerily, "What? Emperor Cang can't even bear to say a word?"

Though she said this… The woman, unconcerned, pressed her lips to his ear and said, "It seems I forgot to 

introduce myself..." Her hand slipped inside Si Cang Qing's undergarments. She continued, "My name is 

Qiang Chouci, hehe..."

"I also forgot to tell Emperor Cang," her smile grew increasingly eerie, her hand slowly moving downwards, 

"that you are the first man to know my name among those I've made love to... What a pity..." She blinked 

mischievously, like a little girl, "The more I look at you, the more reluctant I am to let you die like this! How 

about, once I conquer this world, I take you back to the South Sea to be my male concubine?"

Silence remained her only reply.

"Hmm, it's settled then." Qiang Chouci seemed quite pleased with herself. Just as she was about to say something 

more, her brow furrowed, and she coughed violently, withdrawing her hand to her chest. After a while, her pale 

face regained some color. Then, she abruptly looked up, her face filled with urgency, "I can't wait any longer..."

She pounced on Si Cang Qing, tearing fiercely at his clothes. She clung to Si Cang Qing like a madwoman…

Just then, Si Cang Qing erupted with a chilling aura, suddenly breaking free of his restraints and striking out 

with his palm. Qiang Chouci frantically rolled over, narrowly dodging his attack.

She crashed into some nearby furniture with a thud, struggling to steady herself. Her eyes, sinister as she stared 

at the arrogant Si Cang Qing, said, “I didn’t expect you to be able to break my spell!”

With that, she swung her arms, and the five-colored ice platform seemed to fly towards Si Cang Qing as if it had 

a mind of its own. Quickly turning around, Si Cang Qing retreated half a zhang to the left, finally succumbing to 

exhaustion. He hurriedly reached out to grab a stone pillar to steady himself.

Just then, the five-colored ice platform landed where it had been, five pillars of light shining brightly like the 

glow of the sky. Qiang Chouci flashed and sat on it, her fingers twitching slightly as she began to chant.

It was like a scripture, like poetry, like an incantation, like a melody.

Si Cang Qing, who was about to attack again, suddenly felt an even stronger, invisible force wrap around him, 

pressing down on him so tightly that he could barely stand.

His head throbbed with pain.

The woman's bewitching voice pierced his brain, gripping his heart, like a worm burrowing into his brain, 

gnawing away bit by bit.

Struggling to support his swaying body, Si Cang Qing leaned against a stone pillar, holding his breath and trying 

to calm himself, attempting to mobilize his true energy and internal strength. Caught off guard, his blood surged, 

and he coughed up blood.

His body, leaning against the stone pillar, began to slide down slowly, Si Cang Qing feeling utterly weak and 

powerless.

Seeing this, Qiang Chouci's incantations grew even more urgent. If Si Cang Qing had been able to distract himself 

and pay closer attention, he would have seen that the other man was also deathly pale, his body trembling, as if he 

were about to collapse at any moment.

The turmoil churning within him almost made him want to scream and vent, but Si Cang Qing ultimately 

restrained himself. Even though his mind was a blur, he still remembered that no matter how powerful the sorcery, 

it still lay in controlling the mind.

His feet were pushing off with almost all his might, as he pondered how to salvage even the slightest bit of his lost 

consciousness.

◇Cang◇Huan◇Seven◇Palaces◇

Almost sliding to the ground, Si Cang Qing struggled to stay upright. He refused to allow himself to collapse so 

weakly! However, Qiang Chouci's incantation grew faster and louder, attempting to extinguish all his resistance.

Si Cang Qing suppressed his surging agitation, waiting for a moment to catch his breath. Just one breath would 

allow him to regain his composure.

Just then, a clear and melodious flute melody suddenly rang out, piercing the entire space and clashing directly 

with Qiang Chouci's incantation. Si Cang Qing felt the oppressive feeling vanish instantly; the music was like 

gentle water flowing across a dry desert, instantly relieving the suffocating feeling that had been suffocating him.

Seizing this opportunity, Si Cang Qing quickly sat cross-legged, ignoring the two conflicting voices clashing in 

his ears. Penglai Pavilion had a method for calming the mind, similar in principle to the Buddhist concept of 

detachment and asceticism; perhaps using it to counteract the control of the witchcraft would work.

For about fifteen minutes, Qiang Chouci, supporting herself, clenched her fists and chanted incantations rapidly 

in a high-pitched voice, while the flute music relentlessly rose and fell with the incantations.

Si Cang Qing's martial arts cultivation was indeed formidable, almost reaching the realm of heaven and earth. In 

that fifteen minutes, he recovered. Although his internal injuries were severe, they at least provided temporary 

relief.

Opening his eyes, he suddenly leaped to his feet, his hands flashing, unleashing a torrent of flowing sword energy, 

imbued with all his inner strength, directly striking the five-colored ice platform. A deafening boom resounded, 

truly shaking the earth, and the five-colored pillar of light dimmed abruptly before dissipating.

Even though Qiang Chouci dodged with incredible speed, she was still injured. The instant she flew away from 

the five-colored ice platform, as the pillar of light vanished, the ice platform shattered into dust from 

Si Cang Qing's full-force attack.

The entire hall shook violently, and it looked like it was about to collapse.

Spitting out blood, Qiang Chouci somehow activated a mechanism, causing the ground beneath her to burst open, 

and she vanished instantly. Si Cang Qing flew over, but it was too late; he watched as the ground slammed shut 

behind him.

The vicious voice echoed in his ears, "Si Cang Qing, this hatred, this humiliation, I will repay you with even 

greater retribution!"

A beam suddenly crashed down from above. Si Cang Qing gracefully stepped aside, no longer pursuing where 

the woman had escaped to, only glancing back at the five-colored ice platform reduced to dust…

This mission was a great success.

The hall was about to collapse; he should leave immediately, send out the signal for Anping's men to attack 

the mountain.

Si Cang Qing flew out of the hall's door, but the stairs were filled with countless expressionless, empty-eyed 

people, seemingly oblivious to the danger, rushing up.

Blocked from escape, even with his superior martial arts skills, Si Cang Qing was overwhelmed by wave after 

wave of attackers. Moreover, if he didn't escape soon, he would likely either die under the blades of the rebels or 

be buried among the rocks.

Just then, the flute music rang out again. The rebels immediately calmed their agitation, their expressions 

becoming blank. Seeing this, Si Cang Qing disregarded their fate, clearing a path with a flick of his wrist, and 

then leaped to the foot of the Phoenix Temple's gate.

Looking at the empty cliff before him, Si Cang Qing froze. Perhaps Qiang Chouci had made thorough preparations,

even removing the iron chain bridge; now, even with wings, he couldn't escape.

"Your Majesty!" A joyful voice suddenly rang out from above. Si Cang Qing looked up and saw Mo Qingjue 

holding a thick vine. The man reached out, feeling the gatehouse begin to shake, and cried out urgently, 

"Quick, grab my hand!"

Without time to consider the man's intentions, Si Cang Qing decisively grabbed his hand. Suddenly, his body 

felt light, and he was suspended in mid-air, seemingly flying, as Mo Qingjue propelled him upwards.

Only then did Si Cang Qing realize that because the Phoenix Temple was built on a cliff face, the cliff itself 

was somewhat peculiar. Those with high martial arts skills could use the vines and old trees on the cliff for 

leverage to climb up.

His feet, touching the cliff face, could still feel the violent tremors below. Si Cang Qing lowered his eyes. 

This time, another thousand lives had been lost in vain! Qiang Chouci, that woman was truly ruthless and sinister.

Suppressing his surging thoughts, Si Cang Qing focused his energy, moved his feet, and pulled Mo Qingjue 

along, quickly climbing upwards—this person's current strength was not as great as in his other personalities, 

and he looked like he was about to collapse.

Finally, the two reached the ground, a small, barren mountaintop. As soon as their feet touched the ground, 

 Si Cang Qing released his grip, and Mo Qingjue lost his balance and fell to the ground.

"Ah, I'm sorry," he said somewhat embarrassedly, "My martial arts skills are too poor; I almost implicated you!"

Si Cang Qing coldly looked down at the man sitting on the ground, panting heavily. "What exactly is your purpose?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, Mo Qingjue looked up in surprise, his eyes filled with confusion. "Purpose? Your Majesty, 

are you... are you still blaming me for disguising myself to join the army?" His face showed some distress. "I had 

no choice at the time, because my father didn't want me to, so I had to secretly run to the border..." He continued, 

"Later, for convenience, I didn't change back to my original appearance..."

Seemingly oblivious to anything amiss, Mo Qingjue stood up, bowed deeply, and said, "Qingjue begs Your 

Majesty's forgiveness!" Then, before Si Cang Qing could reply, he swayed, rubbed his head, and murmured, 

"Why did my headache flare up now..."

Then, he fainted and fell to the ground again.
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