Chapter 417: Chapter 165: The Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture within the Sea of Consciousness (6k)
Immediately, Zhou Qing’s vision went black, and his entire body stiffened completely, plummeting straight down from the sky.
At the moment Zhou Qing lost consciousness, his sea of consciousness surged like a stormy sea.
The invading blood bead transformed into a massive Golden-winged Roc within his sea of consciousness, exuding a dense aura of death and brutality.
"Golden Crow, Suanni, a perfect body!" The Golden-winged Roc murmured to itself, then greedily eyed the golden Nascent Soul within the sea of consciousness.
At that moment, Zhou Qing’s Nascent Soul opened its eyes and immediately took a defensive stance.
Damn it, I knew I shouldn’t have come to join this excitement.
Just then, the Golden-winged Roc opened its huge bloody mouth, ready to devour the Nascent Soul completely, intending to take over Zhou Qing’s body and swiftly escape to avoid being discovered by others.
But suddenly, the originally rooted four-color flowers in the sea of consciousness began to slowly rotate, then turned into four brilliant beams of light, shooting towards the Golden-winged Roc.
The Golden-winged Roc’s expression changed instantly upon seeing this and quickly spewed out a thick black death aura.
Within that death aura, countless ferocious ghostly faces could be faintly seen, clawing their way towards the four-color flowers.
However, to the Golden-winged Roc’s astonishment, the ghostly faces let out painful wails upon touching the four-color flowers and instantly dissipated into nothingness.
Seeing this, the Golden-winged Roc turned to flee in panic, but the four-color flowers were incredibly fast, catching up and taking root on its body in the blink of an eye.
Immediately, the Golden-winged Roc let out a heart-wrenching scream, and its entire body was directly disintegrated into countless radiant golden lights.
These golden lights gradually floated in the sea of consciousness, eventually forming an ancient scripture of at least ten thousand characters.
Each ancient character looked like a miniature Golden Roc flapping its wings, emitting an ancient and distant aura.
Three golden characters slowly emerged at the top—Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture!
Seeing this scene, Zhou Qing froze, unable to comprehend for a long time.
Is this over already?
I haven’t even started to deal with it yet!
Then, he glanced at the mysterious ancient characters in the air and then at the four-color flowers rooted again in his sea of consciousness, a wave of ecstasy surged in his heart.
It seems he’s discovered another wonderful use for it.
Let’s see who dares to try possessing me again in the future?
"Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture? Is this a Divine Technique unique to the Golden-winged Roc clan?" Zhou Qing couldn’t help but murmur to himself.
The next moment, these ancient characters fell into Zhou Qing’s sea of consciousness like golden raindrops.
In an instant, Zhou Qing felt as if thousands of steel needles were fiercely stabbing into his brain simultaneously, the excruciating pain swept through his entire consciousness in an instant.
He couldn’t help but let out a scream, and in a daze, he seemed to see a gigantic Golden-winged Roc soaring between heaven and earth, its silhouette covering the sky, changing the weather wherever it passed.
Golden rays of light gushed from its body, transforming into various mystical shapes, merging into Zhou Qing’s body...
"Master, why hasn’t Old Fourth woken up yet?"
"How should I know? By right, he should be fine by now."
"I told you not to let him go, but you insisted, Old Mo, if anything happens to Xiao Qing, I won’t forgive you."
"Lower your voices, all of you, Old Third, bring that Ten Thousand Year Blood Ginseng of yours."
"Master, didn’t you say Old Fourth’s sea of consciousness is in chaos now, otherwise he’s fine? Blood Ginseng is for replenishing blood and qi."
"I know, mainly because I’m a bit tired now."
...
In a daze, Zhou Qing seemed to hear his senior brothers and sisters talking, then slowly opened his eyes to find himself lying in bed.
"Master, Old Fourth is awake!" Yan Xiaohu exclaimed excitedly as he saw Zhou Qing wake up.
Luo Lingling hurried over, her face full of concern, "Xiao Qing, are you alright? Do you still recognize me? Do you feel uncomfortable anywhere?"
Looking at the two, Zhou Qing smiled slightly and said, "Second Senior Sister, I didn’t lose my memory, how could I not recognize you?"
Hearing Zhou Qing’s response, Luo Lingling sighed in relief.
"You scared us to death, do you know how long you’ve been asleep?" Luo Lingling said.
Zhou Qing propped himself up, noticing his head wrapped in bandages, exuding a faint medicinal fragrance.
Yan Xiaohu added, "A whole half month! When we found you, you were stuck in a branch, your head was swollen this big, even your blood vessels could be seen clearly."
As he spoke, he gestured the size with his hands.
Zhou Qing frowned slightly, feeling like only an hour or two had passed, but it turned out so much time had elapsed.
At this moment, Mo Xingjian walked over, concerned, "What exactly happened? Did Sikong Yan attack you?"
Zhou Qing gently shook his head. With nothing to hide from his master and senior brothers and sisters, he truthfully recounted what had happened.
Upon hearing the story, the three were filled with fear.
They never imagined Zhou Qing almost got possessed by the Golden-winged Roc.
Fortunately, the Four Flowers Gathering at the Crown came into play, subduing and killing it, otherwise, the consequences would have been unimaginable.
"Master, there’s a Divine Technique called ’Emperor’s Brilliance Scripture’ in my sea of consciousness now, it seems to belong to the Golden-winged Roc..."