Chapter 22: Stone Village Sacrifice, Chaos Stone?
Qin Hao's eyes were sharp, like an unsheathed sword, and he was covered in blood like a god of war returning from hell. The mottled blood not only did not make him look embarrassed, but instead added a bit of courage.
He stared closely at the ferocious beast in front of him with its fangs and claws splaying, with no intention of flinching in his eyes.
This ferocious beast was much larger than other ferocious beasts, standing in front of Qin Hao like a mountain.
The muscles of its thick limbs were tense and full of explosive power. Every move made the earth tremble slightly.
The sharp fangs shone with a cold light in the sun, as if they could easily penetrate steel. There was a violent aura exuding from his body, and the aura was so surging that it seemed like it could tear everything into pieces.
"It's time for you to hit the road."
Qin Hao murmured, although his voice was soft, it conveyed indifference.
He took a deep breath and his chest swelled slightly, as if he wanted to absorb all the spiritual energy in the forest into his body.
With this deep breath, the surrounding air seemed to stagnate slightly, and then rushed towards him crazily.
The spiritual energy in the body started to circulate rapidly, like a river, surging and surging.
The long sword in his hand instantly bloomed with a strange light. He flashed and rushed towards the beast like a ghost. He was so fast that he only left a blurry afterimage in the air.
The ferocious beast roared towards him, the sound was like rolling thunder. Qin Hao ducked sideways, his movements light and agile, like catkins in the wind, moving with the wind without losing its direction.
The long sword in his hand was swung smoothly, and the sword was fierce, with the sound of breaking wind, as if it was going to tear the space apart.
"puff!"
Blood splashed out, like a red fountain, drawing a beautiful and bloody arc in mid-air.
The head of the ferocious beast fell to the ground instantly. The huge head rolled to the ground, creating a deep hole. The heavy body fell suddenly, like a mountain peak collapsing, throwing up a cloud of dust. The flying dust spread and spread. Everything around him is enveloped in it.
Qin Hao chose the remote area where he went out. The beasts on this path were not strong, and most of them were in the innate realm.
But he never expected that after just a few years away, a Tiangang realm ferocious beast would appear here. This was undoubtedly an unexpected challenge.
Fortunately, he is not the same Qin Hao he used to be. After many hardships in life and death, his strength is no longer what it used to be.
It's just a ferocious beast in Tiangang realm, nothing can be done to him.
"Ding, congratulations to the host for completing a hundred kills in the Xiantian realm! Reward 1,000 kills!"
A mechanical voice sounded in Qin Hao's mind.
With a thought in his mind, Qin Hao did not hesitate to put all his killing points directly on his cultivation.
In this wilderness world, cultivation is the foundation of survival and the key to being able to control one's own destiny.
Suddenly, a powerful force surged in his body.
His meridians were rapidly widened, and it felt like a dry river ushering in a raging torrent.
The spiritual power surged like a torrent, impacting every inch of his meridians and acupuncture points.
Every impact brought a sharp pain, but Qin Hao gritted his teeth and endured it silently.
Qin Hao closed his eyes tightly, frowned slightly, and directed this power with all his strength.
The air around the body rippled due to the agitation of spiritual power, spreading outward in circles. His clothes were squeaking under the impact of spiritual power, as if telling the carnival of power.
After a moment, Qin Hao slowly opened his eyes, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.
The light was like lightning piercing the night sky, bright and breathtaking.
The meridians are widened and the acupuncture points are stimulated. I didn't expect that the increase in killing value and cultivation level would have such an effect.
Qin Hao can feel that his cultivation has been successfully promoted to the middle stage of Tiangang Realm, and his aura has become deeper and more restrained. He no longer has the sharp edge as before, but seems to be integrated with the surrounding environment, which is elusive. "A familiar feeling." Qin Hao said calmly, with a faint smile hanging on the corner of his mouth.
Looking at the corpses of ferocious beasts all over the ground, he felt no pity in his heart.
In this vast wilderness, pity is the most useless emotion. Only by constantly killing and becoming stronger can one survive.
Qin Hao lifted his legs and left. The corpse of the beast under his feet seemed to be just a stepping stone on his way forward.
In this wilderness, only the strong can survive. The law of the jungle is the eternal law here.
Not long after.
A piece of ruins appeared in front of Qin Hao's eyes.
But unlike what he remembered, the once-familiar house collapsed to the ground, leaving only broken walls, overgrown weeds, and desolation.
The erosion of time and the rampage of ferocious beasts have changed this place beyond recognition.
This was once the stone village he was familiar with, but now it is dilapidated and lacks the vitality of the past.
At the entrance of the village, there is a huge stone, covered with traces of time and moss-mottled.
Once, this stone was a place for children to play, but now it stands there alone, witnessing the rise and fall of Stone Village.
"Ishimura has actually been destroyed."
Qin Hao murmured to himself, with a hint of emotion and helplessness in his voice, but not too much sadness.
After all, in this wilderness full of dangers and unknowns, life and death are unpredictable, and the ups and downs are commonplace.
Living in this wilderness where ferocious beasts are everywhere, you are always in danger of facing a tide of beasts. The destruction of Shicun is not an uncommon thing in this cruel world.
Qin Hao didn't have too many emotional fluctuations about this. He was only here for the village chief and didn't care about anything else.
He walked into the village with heavy steps, and every step seemed to carry the weight of memories.
The laughter and laughter of the past, and the warm smoke of cooking fires no longer exist. The village is filled with a dead atmosphere. Only his footsteps echo in the empty space, which is particularly clear.
Relying on his memory, Qin Hao found the village chief's grave.
The tomb was simple and lonely, surrounded by weeds.
Qin Hao took out a bottle of wine from his arms and poured it gently in front of the tomb.
The wine spilled onto the ground and quickly seeped into the soil.
He stood quietly, the breeze blowing and blowing the corners of his clothes.
In this moment of tranquility, the aura on Qin Hao's body became more and more solid, as if he had experienced a spiritual baptism. All the impetuousness and confusion gradually dissipated, and the obsession of his predecessor also completely dissipated at this moment.
Qin Hao turned around and left. When he arrived at the entrance of the village, a voice suddenly came from his mind.
"I didn't expect your kid to come back alive."
Qin Hao's eyes narrowed and he asked warily: "Who are you?"
"Boy, I am the Chaos Stone of the Stone Village Spirit Sacrifice. When you were a kid, you knelt down and worshiped me."
Hearing this, Qin Hao's eyes suddenly looked at the boulder beside him.
Is this the boulder that was spoken just now?
He carefully recalled his past memories, but he didn’t seem to have any impression of this stone village ritual.
This piece of broken stone actually has intelligence?
Qin Hao was surprised and curious when he heard the sound of the Chaos Stone in Shicun.
(End of chapter)