Lin Qing immediately channeled divine power into the Qiankun Space within his sleeve, and then slowly allowed the space to devour the suppressed Xiling Realm.
The Western Mausoleum Realm trembled continuously, trying to break free from the suppression, but with Lin Qing's control, it was all in vain.
The space within the sleeve was devouring things unusually slowly; a day and a night had passed, and it hadn't even finished devouring one-tenth of it.
Lin Qing continued to fly high in the sky, suppressing the Xiling Realm while helping the Qiankun in his sleeve devour it.
It seems that the Western Realm knew that if it continued like this, it would dissipate in time, so it began to absorb the power of the heroic spirits.
Countless powerful heroic spirits, the weakest of whom have ignited divine fire, are supreme beings, even comparable to giants of the upper realm.
However, their power was utterly ineffective in the Western Mausoleum Realm. A large number of heroic spirits turned into specks of white light and were then absorbed by the Western Mausoleum Realm.
In just one hour, all the countless heroic spirits were absorbed by the Xiling Realm, making the Xiling Realm even more solid than before.
It can't swallow it anymore. The space within my sleeve can't swallow it anymore. Before, it could slowly nibble away at it, but now, it can't devour even a tiny bit.
No matter how hard Lin Qing tried, inputting spiritual power, divine power, and divine sense, it remained unmoved, as if the space had reached its limit.
For a moment, the space and the Xiling Realm were locked in a stalemate.
"Damn it, I'll smash the Western Mausoleum Realm to pieces, and I refuse to believe I can't devour you." Lin Qing's gaze turned cold, but he still didn't make a move, fearing some unexpected changes.
He knew that once the space within his sleeve swallowed the Western Mausoleum Realm, a cataclysmic change would occur.
"Click, click"
It moved, and began to devour again.
However, Lin Qing showed no joy, because it wasn't the space that was devouring the Xiling Realm, but rather the Xiling Realm devouring the space once again.
The "Hidden Universe Technique" was a technique Lin Qing obtained from the world of "A Chinese Ghost Story," where there was also a Heavenly Court, although its laws were incomplete and its spiritual energy was gradually disappearing.
But before that, it was also a powerful immortal world. However, after Lin Qing cultivated to a certain level, he changed his cultivation direction.
He didn't need to trap enemies; he just focused on cultivating towards greater power. As a result, his ability to trap enemies was relatively weak, but his power was enormous, leading to this outcome.
After pondering for a moment, Lin Qing decided to shatter the Xiling Realm. After all, the Xiling Realm did not belong to him, but the Qiankun Space in his sleeve did.
A golden light flashed between Lin Qing's brows and disappeared into the Qiankun space within his sleeve.
That was a sword, a demonic sword, the demonic sword that Lin Qing had kept within his body. Now he was preparing to use the demonic sword to shatter the Western Mausoleum Realm.
"No, no, don't cut me, I don't want it!" A fragmented divine thought was transmitted.
"Hmm? Could this be the spirit of the Western Mausoleum Realm?"
Lin Qing immediately stopped what he was doing and then asked, "Who are you?"
The divine thought that "I am the Spirit of the Western Realm" was still intermittent.
Lin Qing said expressionlessly, "Are you the spirit of the Xiling Realm?"
"Yes, please don't destroy me." This made things much clearer.
"Hmph, you want to devour my space? Why can't I destroy you? Besides, if my space devours you, it will bring many benefits," Lin Qing said calmly.
"If this space wants to devour me, it can only destroy me and then devour my fragments. This space will only become more suitable for the survival of souls."
The spirit's divine sense was becoming increasingly clear this time.
"So what? It's better than you devouring my space." As he spoke, the demonic sword emitted a burst of divine light, with a misty aura circulating on it, and a sword light was poised to be unleashed.
"No, if you let me devour this space, I can transform into a small underworld, and hundreds of thousands of years later, I can evolve into a great world."
"Once I become a great world, I can absorb the dead beings from other worlds. After millions or tens of millions of years, I can become a true underworld."
"At that time, you will be the ruler of the Underworld, with endless resources, and you will become an unparalleled giant," the spirit of the realm transmitted.
"Heh, putting everything else aside, in all this time, I could have become a saint. Why would I care about your mere underworld?" Lin Qing said disdainfully.
Millions or tens of millions of years have passed. In such a long time, Lin Qing would have long since become a saint, or even a being beyond the saint level.
"I can acknowledge you as my master. Once I become a miniature underworld, you will receive the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, which will make your cultivation speed countless times faster," the spirit of the realm said.
"Hmph, that's a good idea. If this happens, I'm afraid I'll be connected to the underworld in a few hundred years and unable to leave it. I think you want to die."
Lin Qing's expression had turned cold. Although he was very strong now, if he agreed, he would merge with the aura of the underworld over several hundred years.
Although the cultivation speed has increased countless times, once you leave the Underworld, you can no longer cultivate at all. Moreover, once you leave, you will be restrained by any masculine force.
“What’s wrong with that? You can control the Netherworld to descend upon various worlds, so why would you need to leave the Netherworld?” the World Spirit said.
"Alright, then go ahead and devour it!" Suddenly, Lin Qing's tone changed, and he said with a smile.
Chapter 576 Reflections on Seclusion (Seeking recommendations and monthly votes)
The demonic sword was put away, and Lin Qing smiled, as if he had become a different person.
“Alright, after I finish absorbing this space and transform into a miniature underworld, I will immediately acknowledge you as my master,” the spirit said.
Then, the spirit continued to devour the cultivation space.
Upon seeing this, Lin Qing quickly put a large number of items from his spatial storage into his own storage space; otherwise, they would have all been destroyed.
The spirit of the realm sent a message: "Withdraw your power, otherwise the absorption speed will be too slow."
"Okay." Lin Qing withdrew his power.
"Boom! Crack! Crack!" The moment Lin Qing's power disappeared, the entire space began to shake.
The speed at which the Western Mausoleum Realm devoured its prey suddenly increased countless times.
A day and a night passed. The Western Mausoleum Realm was devouring things very quickly, but it had only absorbed so little. This was simply because the space was too large.
Lin Qing didn't just wait idly; while the Western Mausoleum Realm was devouring space, he was carefully comprehending its secrets.
Suddenly, he thought of something, quickly boarded the Little White ship, and then rushed back to Stone Village with Xiaoxue.
Without even having time to greet the people of Shicun, he placed the villa directly at the village entrance and activated all the formations.
"I will go into seclusion for several years, or even several decades."
After leaving this message, Lin Qing went into seclusion in the villa.
Upon seeing this, Hu Xiaoxue immediately lived with the people of Shicun for several days, and then entered the villa to work in seclusion.
In the previous world, Lin Qing passed on the Chaos Profound Netherworld Record to her. She has only just begun to learn it. Now is the perfect time for her to go into seclusion and cultivate diligently.
"Oh dear, Uncle Dragon King and Sister Xiaoxue are both in seclusion. What are we going to do after we finish drinking Wahaha?" Xiao Shihao sighed.
"Haha, then you should drink animal milk! Animal milk is delicious," the monkey joked from the side.
"Nonsense! I'm not a child anymore, I've been weaned!"
The villagers burst into laughter at the sight.
"Devouring, space, the Dao world universe," Lin Qing muttered to himself, sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed.
As time went by, the Xiling Realm devoured at an increasingly faster pace, and the Xiling Realm began to grow, with the aura of the Realm Spirit also increasing.
The space within his sleeve was slowly shrinking, while Lin Qing watched from afar, contemplating it. He now understood.
What he is doing is correct; his plan can be realized once the Western Mausoleum Realm is completely devoured.
A year has passed, and some small cracks have appeared in the entire Sleeve Universe space.
Three years have passed, and the space is now riddled with tiny cracks.
Seven years have passed, and most of the space within has vanished. Now, the entire space is covered with enormous black cracks.
The entire space was filled with the sound of "clicks".
"Almost there, almost there, it'll soon become a miniature underworld." The spirit immediately accelerated the devouring process.
Ten years have passed
Stone Village is a mile away.
"Haha, I'm back again!" Little Shi Hao, oh no, it should be Shi Hao, shouted.
Shi Hao was accompanied by several people, as well as a few pure-blooded creatures as his followers.
Although they were still a mile away from Stone Village, they could still see the village, which looked like a paradise.
This scene astonished the nine-headed lion, the five-colored phoenix, and others, who all widened their eyes in surprise.
It was so peaceful there. The lake was azure, the grass was lush and green, and unicorns and auspicious birds were undisturbed by people. A small village was nestled there, exuding wisps of spiritual energy and the fragrance of herbs filled the air.
It was obvious that many medicinal herbs were planted in the village, and with flowing rosy light and wisps of white mist rising, the village looked like a fairyland.
Such an idyllic village brings peace to the heart, far removed from the hustle and bustle of the world, leaving one feeling serene and as if undergoing a spiritual cleansing.
What is most surprising is the willow tree at the entrance of the village. It is lush and green, with hundreds of branches hanging down and swaying gently, creating a soft green glow and halo.
The presence of the willow tree transformed this place, imbuing it with a sacred aura, transcending the mundane world and deeply moving the soul.
Yunxi was shocked by the sight of the willow tree. She came from the ancient divine mountain and had seen all kinds of powerful figures, but now it paled in comparison.
"This is the spirit that this village worships," Shi Hao said with a smile. He noticed that the willow god's branches had increased again, now numbering one hundred and forty, clearly indicating a steady recovery.
The group was utterly shocked. This was a village's spirit? Why did it feel even more powerful than a nation's spirit? That sacred aura, that transcendence, was indescribable!
Whether it was Yunxi, Huoling'er, or the Nine-Headed Lion, Fire Crow, etc., they were all stunned at this moment. This was a village, too mysterious.
In the village, roosters crow and dogs bark, and wisps of smoke rise straight up from the chimneys, giving the village a lively atmosphere. Children run and jump, enjoying themselves immensely.
"Hey, what's that magnificent building?" Huo Ling'er exclaimed in surprise, pointing to Lin Qing's villa.
“That’s Uncle Dragon King’s house,” Shi Hao said with a smile after a pause.
"It's Uncle back!"
"Hey, Xiao Hao brought people back to the village. This is the first time." Not only did the children notice, but some adults, including Shi Linhu, also happened to be at the entrance of the village and saw them.
Shi Hao glanced back and saw that his companions were still in a daze.
Staring in awe at Liu Shen and the villa, he smiled slightly, then decisively hoisted two people onto his shoulder and ran towards the village.
"Ah, put me down!"
"What are you doing?!"
Huo Ling'er and Yun Xi were startled. Their curvaceous bodies were suspended in mid-air as Shi Hao carried them rapidly toward the village. They struggled.