Gao Wu: You have science, and I have magic!

Thump~thump~
The dragon knight who had lost his leader was soon blasted into a pool of blood and flesh by the joint attack of several martial saints, and could never be resurrected again.

The contestants of the Tianjian Cup also worked together to eliminate the deformed monsters wandering in the city. For a moment, the sword light flashed, lighting up the beacon of hope in the endless despair and fear.

In the end, victory came as promised.

Won!

This was undoubtedly a tough battle. It was the first time that Ye Qingzhou had escaped death since he traveled through time. Even wearing the Black Hell Emperor Armor, he was not safe at all when facing the Plague Knight.

The opponent's strength is simply suffocating.

Fortunately, the divine body is unable to exert the full strength of an emperor, and cannot even exert one ten-thousandth of its strength. The Seven Martial Saints, let alone the gods, are lucky not to be beaten to death.

yah~
The Plague Knight's body began to dissolve. Having lost Yinglong's Heavenly Evolution and blood inheritance, his divine power from another world was suddenly unacceptable to the world and was instinctively rejected by the Blue Star's Heavenly Will.

It is like the white blood cells in the body, which are undergoing an immune response and expelling foreign substances that do not belong to the body.

Yinglong's remaining spirit immediately reminded Ye Qingzhou: "Use the Philosopher's Stone quickly."

"it is good."

Ye Qingzhou quickly took out the Philosopher's Stone, and then the rejected divine power, like a young swallow returning to its nest, spontaneously poured into the Philosopher's Stone.

"Masterless divine power, this is a good thing."

Yinglong's residual soul envied Ye Qingzhou's opportunity and luck, and then explained to him: "When the Plague Knight bestowed this Philosopher's Stone, he actually had evil intentions. He secretly bewitched the Knight of Wisdom Gavin to become a god, but secretly wanted to replace him, and the Philosopher's Stone was the medium for him to take over the body of the god."

Ye Qingzhou understood instantly: "So, there is more than one Philosopher's Stone?"

"Yes, but the one in your hand should be the biggest. For thousands of years, Plague Knights have been secretly spreading forbidden knowledge, forming plague schools, spreading various diseases, and conducting blood transformation experiments, all in order to seize my Heavenly Evolution Avenue and the power inheritance of the Emperor Dragon's blood."

Ye Qingzhou finally understood why the Plague School was able to easily take over the leaderless Source Blood Society. It turned out that the Plague Knight was the real mastermind behind the Source Blood Society.

The Scarlet Templar and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are like the front and back sides of a coin; they are one and the same.

The Scarlet Templar is a religious force in the open, while the Four Horsemen operate in the shadows. To put it bluntly, the Twelve Knights are just spokesmen trained by the Four Horsemen.

The Plague Knight is so eager to step out from behind the scenes to the front of the stage, probably because the enemy thinks the time is ripe to blow the horn of doom.

"I'm leaving now. The future of Blue Star is in your hands."

The Plague Knight is dead, and Yinglong's consciousness is finally able to break free from the shackles of the Kabbalah, the sacred tree of life, and return to the spiritual world.

In the spiritual world, Emperor Xuanyuan Huangdi had been waiting for a long time.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, old friend."

"Hahaha, Old Dragon, I'm back again!"

A loud dragon roar echoed throughout the sky, bringing with it a sense of relief and freedom after being trapped in a cage for so long.

Zheng~
The Emperor Sword Long Yuan flew back to Ye Qingzhou's hands. It seemed that it had just had a full meal and was a little full and sleepy. The sword soul fell into a deep sleep, but its aura continued to grow stronger.

"You can become stronger just by sleeping. The dragon race's bloodline talent is really enviable."

Ye Qingzhou smiled broadly and put Long Yuan back into the scabbard.

Although this battle was risky, the rewards were also great. Emperor Sword Long Yuan not only obtained the Great Way of Evolution and the Great Way of Military Struggle, but his own dragon bloodline was also strengthened.

Although he didn't know why a magical weapon could possess the bloodline of the dragon clan, Ye Qingzhou knew that this was a good thing because his strength had been significantly improved.

What made Ye Qingzhou most happy was that with the help of the Plague Knight as a whetstone, he forged the prototype of the Wuji Heart Image.

At this moment, Ye Qingzhou could feel that in his Dantian Qi Sea, there seemed to be a black hole slowly rotating, which was constantly devouring everything in the world.

Every time it rotates, it will devour Ye Qingzhou's foundation, cultivation, and realm, causing Ye Qingzhou's martial arts to return to zero.

Only when the reset is completed and the body is "empty", can Ye Qingzhou's Wuji mind image be considered to have achieved some real success.

Obviously this was Ye Qingzhou's biggest secret, so he never mentioned it even to the people around him.

"Ye Qingzhou!"

Gu Minghui descended from the sky in the badly damaged Nine Heavens Kunpeng Battle Armor. Just as he was about to open his mouth to celebrate the victory, he frowned and asked, "Your realm is falling?"

Even though it was severely damaged due to overload operation, its ability to calculate the secrets of the universe was still there, so Gu Minghui saw at a glance that something was wrong with Ye Qingzhou: "Your aura is constantly fading, what's going on?"

"nothing."

Ye Qingzhou shook his head and didn't say much.

"How about we check it out for you?"

The Azure Dragon God General also came over. In this battle of the Seven Saints to slay the gods, Ye Qingzhou was the biggest contributor, so he didn't want anything to happen to Ye Qingzhou.

"Alright."

Ye Qingzhou thought about it and did not refuse.

As a result, after a lot of trouble, when Xu Yunxi came to the hospital after hearing the news, neither Azure Dragon General nor Gu Minghui had any clue.

Obviously, the Wuji mental image was deduced by the five ancient emperors, with the five innate qi as its foundation and the five innate tai as its basis, and finally achieved the mental image of "if there is, there is an end, and if there is nothing, there is no limit".

Wuji represents the ultimate of Tao, the origin of everything and the destination of all things.

Ye Qingzhou's mental image is currently experiencing a state of 'returning to the infinite', and has acquired some characteristics of being without beginning or end, and unobservable.

Even the All-Cause Net couldn't break through this barrier, so Gu Minghui and the Azure Dragon God General were naturally helpless.

"Ye Qingzhou, are you okay?"

Xu Yunxi looked at Ye Qingzhou, who was wearing a hospital gown and lying on the hospital bed. The word "anxious" was almost written directly on her flawless face.

"Cough cough~"

Gu Minghui, wearing a white coat, walked behind Xu Yunxi, greeted Ye Qingzhou first, and then invited Xu Yunxi to the corridor on the pretext of conducting a physical examination.

"Ye Qingzhou, let me check your body's condition further."

"Ah."

Ye Qingzhou responded, leaned against the pillow and closed his eyes. His ears trembled slightly, and the sound outside the corridor was transmitted to his ears through the subtle vibrations.

"Dr. Gu, how is Ye Qingzhou doing?"

"It's terrible..."

"Ah? He's injured? Can he be cured?"

"It's probably going to be difficult. Qinglong and I have used the Great Derivation Divine Divination to deduce for him, but to no avail. According to speculation, he must have been severely damaged by divine power in the battle with the Plague Knight. His origin was damaged at the level of rules. The energy levels of his essence, qi, and spirit are constantly declining. This kind of injury is basically equivalent to a terminal illness."

"how come?"

"Don't worry, he is a meritorious person. Even if there is only a one in a million chance, we will do our best to save him."

Ye Qingzhou was speechless after hearing this. Did he think of himself as a terminally ill patient?
But on second thought, Ye Qingzhou felt that if this news could spread, it would be a good thing. This Seven Saints' God-Slaying Battle would surely shock the entire Blue Star, and before his Wuji Heart Image could successfully "return to Wuji", his cultivation and realm would continue to decline, and his strength would plummet.

In order to avoid becoming the target of public criticism, he took advantage of the news of his injury to retreat bravely and hide behind the scenes.

Otherwise, if the truth were to be known by my enemies outside, wouldn't they launch a crazy assassination campaign, trying to kill me while I'm sick?

After weighing the pros and cons, Ye Qingzhou decided to pretend to be sick.

After a moment, the door of the ward opened.

Xu Yunxi walked in again.

Gu Minghui found an excuse to leave temporarily: "You guys talk first, I'll go discuss the treatment plan with Qinglong."

Seeing Xu Yunxi's red eyes, Ye Qingzhou couldn't help but ask, "You are crying so sadly, am I suffering from a terminal illness and will not live long?"

"Don't talk nonsense."

Xu Yunxi frowned and said angrily, "Don't think too much now, just focus on the treatment. Dr. Gu has promised me that I will definitely get better in the future."

"Okay, I believe it."

Ye Qingzhou knew that this was a white lie, but he was too lazy to expose it.

Three days passed in a blink of an eye.

Ye Qingzhou's cultivation has fallen from the Grandmaster level to the Master level. The three major attributes of life energy level, vital energy level and spiritual energy level are also plummeting, like a balloon that has been punctured.

As a last resort, Gu Minghui and the Azure Dragon God General had to urgently escort Ye Qingzhou back to China, arrange for him to receive treatment in the imperial capital, which had the best medical conditions, and also held several expert consultations.

But it was still useless. Ye Qingzhou's realm and cultivation continued to decline, and he had fallen to the ninth level of the profession.

Even Ye Qingzhou's tendons, bones, and skin were degenerating. If it were an ordinary martial artist, it would be like going back to the time before liberation, where all the previous skills had been in vain and all the suffering had been in vain.

In the ward, Xu Yuebing was peeling an apple for Ye Qingzhou, and then cut it into pieces and fed them to him.

Seeing that Ye Qingzhou was still heartless, she couldn't help but feel distressed: "Ye Qingzhou, if you feel uncomfortable, just cry."

"I'm fine, why am I crying?"

Ye Qingzhou has been enjoying a leisurely life these days. He has nothing to worry about and has no time to rest. His life is so comfortable that he can't even cry if he wants to.

But in Xu Yuebing's eyes, the more he looked at her, the sadder she became: 'He used to be such a proud person, but now he has become like this. I'd better not provoke him.'

"Anyway, don't think too much."

Ye Qingzhou raised his eyebrows: "Why, if I lose all my skills and can't be a martial artist in the future, will you support me?"

"I'll raise him if I can! It's not like I can't afford it!"

"I eat a lot."

"What else do you want to eat?"

"tangerine."

"Okay, stay here and don't move. I'll buy it for you."

"???"

Xu Yuebing stood up and left the ward in a hurry.

Ye Qingzhou smiled, changed into a comfortable position and continued lying down.

He closed his eyes, feeling that his cultivation and realm had regressed to the eighth professional stage. Even his martial bones were returning to their original state. He was in a good mood.

"It is estimated that in nine days, I will be able to complete the first stage of 'Return to the Infinite'. From now on, the sea will be wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky will be high enough for birds to fly. Once the mind image is formed, the world can be reached."

At the same time, on the other side of the sea, in Japan.

The water gurgles on the Feiyi River, and the waves wash away the hero's tears.

Queen Hera and the giant serpent Jörmungandr gathered in front of the palace of the god of disaster.

"come in."

A charming voice floated out from the hall, and the two of them walked in.

In the dark and gloomy hall, smoke was rising up and lingering in front of the huge statue.

I saw a charming shrine maiden kneeling on a cushion in front of the shrine, seemingly praying devoutly to the Yamata-no-Orochi, the deity she believed in.

Her surging figure under the loose white clothes and scarlet hakama makes one's heart beat faster. Her delicate oval face is as white as snow, spotless and full of classical oriental charm.

Such a beauty in the world will arouse any man's instinctive desire when he sees her.

"Yin Ji, you should be the first one to receive the news that Plague Knight died in battle, right?"

"So? Should I be the first one to go to the funeral?"

Yin Ji turned around and leaned lazily on one of the heads of the Yamata no Orochi. Her graceful figure showed her feminine tenderness and charm.

Queen Hera was very jealous of Yin Ji's beauty, but she kept this malice deep in her heart. She pretended to be kind and reminded her, "The new Blood God might be very unhappy."

"I'm not happy about that either."

Yin Ji sneered: "Such a large-scale operation, but I was not informed in advance. It shows that the Blood God does not regard us as his own people."

Hera then stated her purpose straight away: "The Blood God is the life-blooded divine weapon of the Emperor of Destruction, and the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are all puppet servants of the Emperor of Destruction, but we are not the Emperor of Destruction, and we cannot become the Emperor of Destruction."

"Oh, I thought you couldn't see through it."

Yin Ji smiled sweetly, but there was a hint of sarcasm in the corner of her mouth, which made Hera's eyelids twitch and made her even more unhappy.

"Among the seven phases, who except Tian Tun can't see through it? We are not fools. If Emperor Mie wants to come back again, the seven phases must be unified again, which means we all have to die."

Hera gritted her teeth and told the biggest secret in her heart.

The Sky-Devouring Demon Lord is driven by his greedy nature, so he aspires to become the next Emperor of Destruction, but both Yin Ji and Hera know that he will never succeed.

When the origins of the seven phases converge into one place, that will be the day when the Emperor of Destruction will be resurrected.

Whether it is the Blood God or the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, they are all backups left by the Emperor of Destruction. When necessary, they will join forces to kill the Seven Phases and allow the Emperor of Destruction to be reborn.

"So Hera, what are you going to do?"

Yin Ji heard that Hera and Jörmungandr wanted to join forces with her. In order to survive, cooperation was possible, but she still wanted to confirm the details of the cooperation: "The Blood God cannot be truly destroyed. No matter how many times he is killed, he can always come back as a sword spirit and become more powerful than before."

"I know that the Emperor of Destruction possesses the power of both destruction and creation. Therefore, the more the Blood God experiences the process of destruction and creation, the stronger he will be. But we are not without a chance. You should know that even within the Taixu Divine Dynasty, the emperors are not harmonious. The Emperor of Destruction is too powerful, and several emperors of the Divine Dynasty do not want to see his resurrection."

"Are you betting that the Taixu Divine Dynasty will win?"

Yin Ji's eyes flickered, hiding her emotions, and then she smiled charmingly: "Okay, then what should we do first?" (End of this chapter)