Outside Of Time Chapter 539 - 539 The Most Miserable God in History

Chapter 539 - 539 The Most Miserable God in History

539 The Most Miserable God in History
Kong Xianglong’s treatment was not bad and he was imprisoned in D3.
That place was on the first floor, so there was plenty of light. Also, there was no one else in the cell.
After Xu Qing asked around, he found out that the first ten cells were prepared for their own people. Usually, those Sword Holders who made mistakes would be locked up here and Kong Xianglong was a frequent visitor of these cells.
“Unfortunately, it was too sudden this time and I didn’t prepare any wine…” At that moment, Kong Xianglong, who was sitting in the cage in D3, smacked his lips and looked at Xu Qing pitifully.
He was really craving wine.
Xu Qing looked around. After confirming that Kong Xianglong was the only one locked up here at the moment, he took out a flask of wine from his storage bag and sent it in.
Kong Xianglong’s eyes lit up. He quickly grabbed it, opened it, and took a long swig. With a loud burp, he erupted into joyful laughter.
“Awesome! I don’t feel anything when I drink it every day, but when I can’t have it, I really miss it.”
“Come, Xu Qing. Accompany me for a drink.” As he spoke, Kong Xianglong lifted the wine flask and toasted Xu Qing through the railing.
Xu Qing performed a series of hand seals and the cell gate of D3 was instantly locked. After that, he took out a flask of wine and drank it as well.
Kong Xianglong was even happier. The two of them took a swig each and drank very comfortably. Xu Qing even took out a few apples and handed them to Kong Xianglong.
However, after Kong Xianglong ate one, he felt that it was tasteless, so he continued to drink.
Xu Qing ate an apple and drank the wine. Kong Xianglong spoke more than usual.
“I’ve stayed in these few cells on the first floor. Sometimes, I was lucky and didn’t get caught. Sometimes, I was unlucky and was reported. This time, my luck was even worse and I directly encountered the Palace Master.”
At the mention of the Palace Master, Kong Xianglong sighed repeatedly.
“By the way, Xu Qing, what have you been busy with during this period of time? I think your cultivation is about to make a breakthrough. Why haven’t you broken through yet? If you break through quickly, we can do missions with more military contributions together.”
Xu Qing fell silent for a moment. He recalled that the other party also had an emperor-level cultivation art and even had ten Heavenly Palaces. Hence, he briefly explained his choice for the Fifth Heavenly Palace and asked for guidance.
“I have experience with this. Fusing an emperor-level cultivation art into the Heavenly Palace is different from fusing ordinary cultivation arts. It requires a specific ritual and a Dao Protector. At that time, I used my military contribution to exchange for an emperor-level cultivation art, and also hired a deacon to be my Dao Protector. Forget it, this is a little vague, I’ll show you instead.”
Kong Xianglong waved his right hand and his body became translucent. The ten Heavenly Palaces were clearly revealed in Xu Qing’s eyes.
There were six below the life fog and four within the life fog.
Among the four palaces, three were formed by life lanterns that shone with resplendent light. Their shapes were strange and each of them emitted astonishing fluctuations.
The other Heavenly Palaces were also extraordinary, especially two of them.
One of them was coiled with a golden dragon and emitted a golden light, giving off a noble feeling. When Xu Qing looked at it, the golden dragon on it suddenly lifted its head and stared at Xu Qing with bright eyes.
The Golden Crow also manifested behind Xu Qing at this moment. It circled inside D3 and looked at the golden dragon.
Both sides controlled their auras with a look of scrutiny.
As for the other emperor-level Heavenly Palace, it was a sword palace. It looked similar to the Sword Holding Palace and emitted supreme sword might with an extremely sharp aura.
Xu Qing’s mind shook when he saw all of these. He originally planned to ask for verbal guidance and hadn’t expected Kong Xianglong to completely reveal his Heavenly Palace to him.
One had to know that the Heavenly Palaces were a person’s secret. Unless one trusted someone, they wouldn’t reveal them easily.
However, Kong Xianglong didn’t seem to have any scruples and directly revealed them to Xu Qing.
“What are you dazing around for? Not only have you seen them, but Little He and Little Chen have also seen them.”
Kong Xianglong laughed. Although his cultivation base energy couldn’t spread out due to shackles, it was still possible to reveal the Heavenly Palaces inside him.
“Do you see them? They are the Heavenly Palaces formed by my two emperor-level cultivation arts. You should have also comprehended the Emperor Sword, right? I sensed a resonance just now. When your Emperor Sword reaches the second level later, it can also become a sword palace.”
Kong Xianglong focused on his two emperor Heavenly Palaces and explained them to Xu Qing, allowing him to see them more clearly.
Seeing Kong Xianglong’s Heavenly Palaces with his own eyes, Xu Qing was a little moved. A solemn expression appeared on his face as he stood up and bowed deeply to Kong Xianglong.
“Thank you, Brother Kong.”
“There’s no need for thanks between brothers.” Kong Xianglong restored his body to normal and took a big sip of wine.
“When you integrate the emperor-level cultivation art later and activate the Fifth Heavenly Palace, I’ll see if there are any missions with more military contributions and call you. There are many such missions in our field office. Little He and Little Chen told me many times to find such missions. They also lack military contributions to exchange for inheritances.”
Xu Qing thanked him seriously and drank with Kong Xianglong for a while. When it was time for his shift to end, he left. He didn’t return to the Sword Pavilion but went to the south of the city to buy osmanthus cake.
He was going back to the branch sect to look for Purple Mystic Fairy tonight.
The Fifth Heavenly Palace had completely materialized yesterday. Xu Qing planned to put Golden Crow Refines All Life inside it to form his first emperor Heavenly Palace.
“My life-bound mosasaur… will have to give way again. I’ll use it next time!”
Xu Qing took a look at the mosasaur coiled in his natal magic aperture.
Under the influence of his aura, the mosasaur also lifted its head and looked at Xu Qing.
“It’ll definitely be next time!” Xu Qing mumbled inwardly. He arrived at the south of the county capital and found a shop that sold osmanthus cakes.
At the same time, after Xu Qing left the Prison Department, the Palace Master, who was sitting cross-legged in the main hall on the 89th floor, opened his eyes. He lifted his head and looked up. He frowned and let out a cold snort.
“A Pawn is drinking with a prisoner in the Prison Department. How improper!”
“When the two of them were drinking earlier, you pretended not to see. Now that they’ve finished drinking, one left and the other is sleeping, and you open your eyes now and act pretentious? Who are you showing it to? Me?”
A low voice rang out from the void behind the Palace Master. The huge eye with a vertical pupil suddenly opened, and the pupil in it burned like fire, stirring up a storm that circled around this floor.
The Palace Master didn’t care about the artifact spirit’s mockery. He retracted his gaze with a cold expression and pondered for a moment before speaking slowly.
“Since the two of them agreed to go out… send a letter to the Yao family in my name.”
“The content is still ‘Yao Yunhui, are you courting death?'” The voice in the storm was loud like a bell, echoing endlessly.
“Six words.” The Palace Master’s voice was cold.
“Xu Qing is my edict bearer.”
“To issue a decree twice for a Sword Holder, isn’t this against your principles? Or is it because the bad luck on Xu Qing’s body is gone? Eh, that’s right. The bad luck on his body suddenly disappeared some time ago. Let me think, it seemed to have disappeared after he went to D132 for the second time.”
“How strange. His bad luck is gone so suddenly. This Xu Qing went to D132 the second time more than a month ago. What happened? It’s a pity that I don’t have the authority and can’t see it. Sigh, it’s so annoying. I’m an artifact spirit but I don’t have authority over D132.”
In the storm, the muffled sound was like thunder rumbling.
“It’s not like that. Yao Yunhui doesn’t understand,” the Palace Master said calmly, ignoring the other party’s mention of Xu Qing’s misfortune and D132.
“A Sword Holder can die in battle. That’s their home and glory.”
“However, they can’t die at the hands of a despicable person. That is a humiliation. I can’t accept this happening to any Sword Holder.”
The rumbling of the storm paused for a moment before it shouted again.
“Including Zhang Siyun? A secret letter came from the Yinghuang Province’s Sword Holding Court. Zhang Siyun has a god in his body. The imperial capital probably knows about this through the emperor’s statue. Some people are very interested in him.”
The Palace Master fell silent. After a long time, he shook his head.
“As long as he’s still a Sword Holder, I won’t allow him to be used as bait. I’ll think of a way to deal with the god in his body!”
“What about Chen Erniu?”
The voice in the storm suddenly became intense and sharp.
“I don’t believe you can’t see the problem with him. Besides, if I didn’t sense wrongly, I should have seen his previous life. However, I can’t remember it. How strange, why can’t I remember it?”
The voice in the storm was filled with frustration. In the end, it turned into a roar. At the same time, a roar rang out from the lowest level of the pit in the Prison Department. It seemed to be responding, as though it wanted to overlap with the voice of the artifact spirit.
“I can’t remember, I can’t remember, I’ve forgotten… Who am I? I need to think hard about who I am. I am…”
The Palace Master’s expression remained composed. He slowly lifted his right hand and pressed down slightly.
With this push, the 177 floors of the Prison Department shook at the same time, emitting a resplendent light that gathered at the center of the various floors, which was the middle of the deep pit.
177 huge runes formed there. At the same time, they cascaded down to the bottom of the deep pit.
As rumbling sounds echoed, the roar at the bottom of the deep pit slowly weakened and finally dissipated.
The roars in the 89th floor also dissipated at the same time. The huge vertical pupil behind the Palace Master slowly closed.
Just as it was about to completely close, the vertical pupil revealed confusion and a weak voice rang out.
“Who am I…”
“You are the artifact spirit of my Prison Department!” The Sword Holding Palace Master said in a low voice.
When the vertical pupil heard this, it revealed understanding and calmed down.
“That’s right, I remember now. I’m an artifact spirit. I’m the artifact spirit of the Prison Department. My mission is to suppress all prisoners.”
The eye completely closed.
The Sword Holding Palace Master looked at the closed vertical eye and frowned. A hint of gloom appeared on his face as he muttered inwardly.
“He has come to his senses a little frequently over the years…”
At that moment, if someone could probe the Palace Master’s mind, they would definitely be incomparably shocked by the word ‘He’.
This was how the gods were addressed.
Clearly, that vertical pupil wasn’t an artifact spirit of the Prison Department at all.
All along, the vertical pupil which was conversing with the Palace Master thought that it was an artifact spirit, but in reality, He was the only reason why the previous Palace Masters of the Sword Holding Palace guarded the Prison Department.
His true identity was the last clone of the unknown god sleeping in the Immortal Forbidden!
Looking at the eye that was closed, the Sword Holding Palace Master thought of what the other party had said.
“To be able to make Him feel familiar, there must be something wrong with Chen Erniu. However, the emperor acknowledged him and gave him a chance to become a Sword Holder. In that case, he is a Sword Holder.”
“That means, he is my subordinate.”
“My subordinates can die on the battlefield, but they can’t die by treachery!”
The Palace Master said inwardly. This was his principle.