Outside Of Time

Chapter 1068 Another Ritual to Become a God (1)

The aura burst forth, shaking the wind and clouds, forming a hazy veil that enveloped the statues of various races, which were in a state of fragmentation.

Outsiders couldn't see it clearly.

They could only vaguely see that there were a total of 23 statues in the haze!

Their appearance caused the hearts of the cultivators in the Bitter Life Mountain Range to tremble. The blended and profound aura emanating from them was overwhelming, causing a shift in the colors of the sky.

Even the cultivators of the Moon Rebel Hall were shaken, especially some of the old people.

The Red Moon cultivators were frightened as well. The battlefield was also shaken by the appearance of these statues.

However, these terrifying auras from the ice sculptures were mixed with a wisp of nascent soul energy…

This energy fluctuation was like an anomaly, so it was both conspicuous and not conspicuous.

The source of this anomaly was the first to wake up and walk out of the haze.

It was the captain's body.

His appearance surprised many people as they couldn't understand how someone with such a low cultivation could be sealed.

The difference between his cultivation base and the terrifying auras coming from the statues behind him was too great, so it was impossible not to pay attention.

Under the gazes of everyone, the captain who walked out was expressionless as he headed straight towards Xu Qing. He instantly fused with his soul shadow and fused into one; his eyes opened, revealing vigor and radiance as he stretched.

"How comfortable!"

Xu Qing swept his gaze over but didn't say anything. When everyone in the outside world saw this scene, their expressions changed. If it wasn't for the fact that they were on the battlefield, countless discussions would have erupted immediately.

The captain raised his brows and was about to say something mystifying. However, at that moment, cracking sounds echoed from another statue. The statue's ice seal completely shattered and it walked out.

This was a nonhuman whose entire body was covered in scales. As his long blue hair fluttered in the wind, he looked around blankly.

"I… revived."

The moment the muttering echoed, a second stage Nihility energy erupted from his body, forming a rumbling sound. Due to the powerful energy emanating from him, everyone in the external world focused on him immediately.

His perception allowed this awakened nonhuman to understand the era he was in and the reason for his revival. Hence, he looked at Xu Qing.

"I'm willing to fight for Moon Rebel!"

The moment his voice rang out, a third figure walked out from the haze.

This figure was also nonhuman. His every step was accompanied by thunder, as though his footsteps were formed by lightning.

He had a towering figure with snake-like long hair and a massive bone tail trailing behind. His appearance instantly elicited some exclamations of surprise.

"Heavenly Ghost Race!"

"There are still members of this race alive!"

The Heavenly Ghost Race was a race that had perished in the Moon Worship Region. Legend had it that this race originally inherited the position of the Red Moon Divine Envoy and was in charge of the power of thunder in this region. However, for some unknown reasons, they chose to betray the moon.

After that, they were exterminated by the temple.

"Finally, I'm awake."

The burly man from the Heavenly Ghost Race mumbled. His voice was also like thunder. The instant he walked out, he saw the Red Moon cultivators and the high priest in the outside world. The killing intent in his eyes was intense. After that, he looked at Xu Qing and frowned.

"You're the Lord of Moon Rebel? How can such a weak human take up this position?!"

Xu Qing's gaze was calm as he looked at the muscular man from the Heavenly Ghost Race. Just as he was about to speak, a cold voice rang out from the haziness formed by the sealed statues.

"Little ghost, why can't the human race be the Lord of the Moon Rebel?"

This voice was piercing. At that moment, whether it was the blue-haired nonhuman or the muscular man from the Heavenly Ghost Race, their expressions changed simultaneously. Even the fourth hall master outside, upon hearing this voice, turned his gaze in this direction, his breathing becoming hurried.

The fourth figure walked out of the haze step by step. What followed was the ear-piercing sound of weapons rubbing against the ground.

This fourth shape was a human!

He wore a ragged robe, a huge scar extended from his forehead to his waist, and he carried a tremendous sense of ferocity. He dragged a damaged long blade and walked into the world.

That long blade emitted an astonishing menacing aura, as though it could shatter the world with a single strike.

His appearance caused everyone's expressions to change. Even the high priest narrowed his eyes.

"As expected, you were not dead, Li Xiaoshan!"

The fourth hall master looked shocked as he saw the old man walking over and spoke with a trembling voice.

"Master!"

This old man was the master of the fourth hall master. The fourth hall master was clearly shaken. He clearly remembered that his master had passed away in meditation and had given him the qualifications to advance to the fourth hall before he passed away.

The old man's gaze landed on the fourth hall master and he nodded slightly.

"Not bad, you've successfully inherited the fourth hall."

"I didn't die. It's just that back then, I failed to break through to the Soul Accumulation Realm and the curse erupted. I had no choice but to suppress it with the artifact spirit's seal, so that I could wake up at a critical moment."

With that, the old man's gaze landed on the two nonhumans. The two nonhumans instantly lowered their heads and took a few steps back with respectful expressions.

The old man let out a cold snort. After that, he looked at Xu Qing. His expression softened, nodding slightly.

"In this era, the Moon Lord has finally appeared."

With that, he cupped his fists and bowed.

Xu Qing didn't dare to be arrogant and hurriedly replied.

"Greetings, Senior."

"Moon lord, you can just command me. I might be an old bag of bones, but I can move around a little." As the old man spoke, he looked at the high priest outside with a cold glint in his eyes.

Xu Qing's spirit was uplifted. He had not expected that among the ice sculptures sealed in the Moon Rebel Hall, there would be such an existence.

At that moment, roaring sounds rang out again as figures walked out one after another from the haze. Every one of them seemed to shoulder the passage of time and had an imposing aura. Although their auras weren't as strong as Li Xiaoshan's, they were still terrifying.