C1162 The Secular Bird
As Chen Qinghuang spoke, the Deathwing Lair began to expand dramatically.
Within the lair, a dense, grayish-white death force lingered, impenetrable and thick. Yet, where Yu Yuan and his companions stood, a burgeoning life force quietly emerged, swiftly gaining strength.
This vast life force, imbued with psionic power, shone with divine brilliance.
Simultaneously, a cataclysmic energy materialized outside the lair, enveloping the Deathwing Lair in a slow embrace.
Death, destruction, and rebirth cycled through the lair, inside and out. The three ultimate truths of the Way of Heaven intertwined in a mysterious harmony, seemingly revealing to all beings the intricacies of these cosmic principles.
Chen Qinghuang's demeanor remained stoic, the emotions typical of humanity gradually fading from her eyes.
All those within the lair, including the Blood Fiend elders outside, noticed she was experiencing some form of transformation.
Yet, the likes of Grec and Munch, arrogant and dismissive, appeared unconcerned. They watched with smirks, eagerly anticipating the completion of her metamorphosis.
Here on the Primal Blood Continent, their sacred birthplace, the Root of the Solar Meridian had also stirred to life.
What could Chen Qinghuang's mystique possibly change in the face of such power?
Yu Yuan, however, was deeply shaken.
He acutely felt that the Deathwing Lair, recently restored, had been imbued with the forces of destruction and rebirth! It was ostensibly just a Deathwing Lair, yet it now harnessed the powers of both destruction and rebirth, doubling its might in a mere moment.
Typically, a secular bird's nest contains a blend of death, destruction, and rebirth. However, two of these forces are usually faint, with an uneven distribution among the three.
A Deathwing Lair dominated by death force would possess 99% death power, leaving a mere fraction for destruction and rebirth.
The other lairs followed a similar pattern.
But now, this Deathwing Lair had defied convention, incorporating both destruction and rebirth psionic powers, each as vast and boundless as the other, seemingly infinite.
Whoosh!
Chen Qinghuang's Divine Visage, with its three heads and six arms, was finally unveiled on the Primal Blood Continent. Upon descending into the Deathwing Lair, it exhibited a wondrous nature unlike any seen before. The three faces of her Divine Visage seemed to shift endlessly, each emanating an ever-changing aura. The forces of death, rebirth, and destruction, each represented by a distinct form, alternated in their appearance.
Chen Qinghuang's awe-inspiring Divine Visage appeared to brim with the energies of destruction, regeneration, and death. It was as though she had seamlessly integrated these three starkly different powers. With a mere thought, she could alter her Divine Visage, wielding various divine abilities and intricate psionic powers with ease.
"This..." Munch gazed intently at the Deathwing Lair, a sense of foreboding welling up within him. The elder of the Blood Fiend, who had lived for tens of thousands of years, seemed to recall a dreadful legend, his complexion turning grave.
No longer composed, he racked his brain for any hint or sign. He sensed that Chen Qinghuang before him was evolving into a formidable threat, though the specifics eluded him.
The Titan, animated by the Demon God Grec, thundered toward the Deathwing Lair. Its mountainous arms reached out to seize the lair, intent on dragging down Chen Qinghuang, Tan Junshan, Yu Yuan, and the others. The strategy mirrored that of subduing the Golden Elephant God, as if to replicate the feat against them.
"Unleash your full might upon the Songbird Queen!" Munch bellowed suddenly, his realization dawning with a dramatic shift in his expression.
At his command, and that of the Great Demon God Grec, the three formidable blood bound slaves, along with Affo, Quealy, and Cao Yi, who had just been transformed into one, became streaks of blood-colored lightning. They surged toward the lair like violent pillars of crimson energy.
"The secular bird, perished in the Annihilation Nebula a hundred thousand years ago, is resurrecting through her body!" Munch's voice boomed, his frame quaking with the revelation.
"The secular bird, resurrecting through her?" he pondered aloud, incredulous. "Could it be?"
Members of the Blood Fiend clan who were aware of the secular bird legend seemed to recall the dark nightmare detailed in ancient texts, a memory that all beings shuddered to revisit. They remembered the terror that gripped numerous intelligent extraterrestrial species, dominated by the secular bird.
Whoosh!
On the Primal Blood Continent, the vital energy within the lakes and rivers surged skyward. The strange power within the mountains, seemingly awakened by the Root of the Solar Meridian, transformed into endless blood-colored lightning and storms.
Within the dark red realm, blood rained down heavily yet with eerie precision, targeting Chen Qinghuang's lair.
"Destroy."
Chen Qinghuang's unique Divine Visage, akin to an ancient deity, uttered a bizarre language unheard by any but understood in its intent.
Beneath the Deathwing Lair, a torrent of black flames brewed, dispersing in every direction.
Affo, now a blood bat, drew forth two rivers of blood with his wings, which sliced through the black flames embodying the power of destruction.
Instantly, Affo's wings ignited, and his agonized screams pierced the air.
The black flames scattered, incinerating many of the Blood Fiend clansmen, both eighth and seventh level, who were near the Deathwing Lair, reducing them to ash.
The charred remains of the Blood Fiend fell to the earth like chunks of coal.
"Chenchen!"
Tan Junshan watched the Songbird Queen in shock, as if seeing her for the first time.
Yu Yuan inhaled sharply, gripping the Titanblade's sheath in one hand and the Baneblade in the other, extracted from the acupoint. He gazed up at the towering Songbird Queen and said, "Everyone, first ensure your own safety. I have a premonition that she might just lead us out of the Primal Blood Continent!"
Above him, the Dragon Slaying Stage, resembling a crystalline mountain, glimmered intensely.
Connecting with the Dragon Slaying Stage, he sensed unusual spatial currents emanating from deep within Chen Qinghuang's Deathwing Lair.
The Deathwing Lair appeared to defy the Primal Blood Continent's wall, establishing links with two other nests.
Besides the Nest of Perdition, which had already secretly ventured towards the Everlands, there was the elusive Rebirth Nest—sought by many powers and intelligent species, yet it remained undiscovered.
The Nest of Perdition and the Rebirth Nest were both in sync with the Deathwing Lair, answering to the Songbird Queen!
The Songbird Queen, whom he had once inadvertently rescued as Hong Qi, appeared to have undergone a mysterious metamorphosis. She had ingeniously fused the powers of death, rebirth, and destruction that she had mastered into a singular force.
As a result, her combat prowess had skyrocketed to heights that even Tan Junshan found astonishing!
Sizzle sizzle!
Countless gray-white bolts of lightning erupted from the Deathwing Lair, emanating from Chen Qingyan's Divine Visage. They pierced through the air like a porcupine's quills, hurtling towards the space outside.
The gray-white lightning clashed with the scarlet lightning of the Primal Blood Continent, obeying the cosmic order, and sparked a light so intense that it instantly killed the Blood Fiends.
The three blood bound slaves, who had even given the Golden Elephant God a hard time, were riddled like a beehive by the gray-white death lightning.
The ultimate death intent brewed within the blood bound slaves, spreading wildly, consuming their life force, and amplifying the death force within them.
One blood bound slave, whose strength was not far behind Munch's, was suddenly paralyzed in the void, unable to shake off the death intent within and unable to advance even a step closer to Chen Qinghuang's united Divine Visage.
"Death."
Chen Qinghuang's majestic Divine Visage, with three faces and three mouths, uttered words in unison that everyone could comprehend.
A deluge of deathly rain fell from the heavens, the gray-white droplets permeating the skies and earth of the Primal Blood Continent, cascading down upon the numerous blood-red lakes and rivers.
Numerous fledgling Blood Fiends, freshly spawned, met their end in an instant.
In every nook and cranny of this world, Blood Fiend clansmen perished in the blink of an eye, whether they were hidden in mountain caverns or deep within the earth, all were impacted.
At that moment, Chen Qinghuang had become the secular bird of legend, the one that a hundred thousand years prior, had brought about the demise of countless Astral Domains and the fabric of existence itself.
She spread destruction and death far and wide, and the intelligent life across various Astral Domains was extinguished, one after another.
It was common knowledge that wherever the secular bird traveled, all traces of life would vanish, and every creature would face extinction.
