The Corruption Dragon God: Lust System Chapter 436 - Deep Void Art

A spear of blazing fire materialized within Qingyi's grasp.

The intense heat radiating from the weapon overwhelmed the surroundings, causing the water beneath his feet to reach a boiling point instantly.

After pausing for a split second, he launched the projectile toward the horizon. His eyes remained locked on the weapon as it tore through the air, exceeding the speed of sound.

Suddenly, the starlight within his purple pupils began to rotate. The space directly in front of the flying spear warped violently, consuming the weapon entirely.

A wave of heat immediately washed over Qingyi’s face.

Reaching out with a single hand, he caught the returning spear in his open palm. He let out a low grunt as the fire weapon detonated against his skin.

The sensation was nothing short of magnificent.

Exhaling a sigh of contentment, Qingyi summoned and threw two more spears in rapid succession.

He then triggered a budget-friendly space-blocking talisman sourced from the system shop. An invisible field expanded, wrapping around him like a shell. By molding his spatial Qi into a razor-sharp edge, he launched an assault, utilizing the draconic Qi in his eyes to deconstruct the barrier's structural composition.

Much like any other array, the talisman was constructed from Qi lines that functioned similarly to an ancient dialect of programming.

Standard procedure dictated that if these lines were severed, they would regenerate almost instantly.

However, there were rare exceptions—minuscule defects that, if targeted correctly, could trigger a total collapse of the entire array network.

Naturally, brute force through raw Qi was insufficient for such a task. In high-tier spatial locking arrays, these flaws were nearly non-existent.

This was the primary utility of the new technique Qingyi had uncovered.

He was now capable of striking these points, flooding them with his own spatial Qi, and forcing a complete structural failure.

Focusing on one of these specific Qi threads, Qingyi struck with surgical accuracy using his spatial Qi.

The world around him shattered instantly like a falling mirror, the pieces hitting the floor before fading into shimmering dust.

The entire process had taken Qingyi a mere second and a half.

Despite his speed, the two spears he had previously launched were already nearly two kilometers away.

Gritting his teeth, he pushed his spatial Qi to its absolute limit.

His figure vanished on the spot, reappearing instantly beside the two spears as they streaked through the air side-by-side.

He snatched both weapons and initiated another teleportation, manifesting hundreds of meters above the ground before hurling them downward with immense force.

As the spears impacted the earth and an explosion engulfed the landscape below, Qingyi released a heavy breath.

He drifted down to the surface, where the lingering flames brushed against his feet before evaporating into the atmosphere.

His black robes, accented with golden embroidery, swayed softly as a faint grin touched his lips.

While this wasn't an astronomical leap in raw power, it represented a vital milestone for him.

The capacity to bypass spatial locks was particularly crucial.

He had to consider the risks: what would happen if a high-level cultivation expert attempted to imprison him by sealing the surrounding space?

With this technique, Qingyi was effectively immune to such containment tactics.

With a quiet sigh, Qingyi resumed his training for several hours of real-world time, which translated to months within that space.

Once he felt satisfied with his progress, he finally exited his sea of consciousness.

The moment he stepped out of the cultivation room, he was met by the Shadow of the Gold King.

The Shadow was clad in a black mask and tattered, dark robes that stood in stark contrast to the opulence of the surrounding hallways.

"Young Master Qingyi."

The Shadow offered a subtle, respectful bow.

Despite being a formidable Ancestral Emperor while Qingyi was merely a True Immortal, the Shadow dismissed the gap in their cultivation levels.

To him, Qingyi was the spouse of the esteemed Young Lady Jin Meilin and a genius without equal.

Those factors alone elevated his status above many of the Gold King’s less remarkable sons.

"May we have a private word?" the Shadow requested.

"Hm..."

Qingyi gave it a moment’s thought before nodding. The two men soon began walking through the manor side by side.

"When do you intend to pay a visit to Master Jin?" the Shadow inquired as they reached a quiet balcony with a panoramic view of the capital.

He took a seat immediately, pulling a flask of liquor from his garments and pouring a drink for both himself and Qingyi.

"I'm not certain," Qingyi replied, shaking his head as he sampled the potent yet sweet spirit. "Perhaps in a few months. Certainly no longer than a year or two."

"Hm..." The Shadow rubbed his chin, a soft sound resonating from behind his mask.

Even with the mask in place, he drank with ease, the liquid seemingly passing right through the metal surface.

"And are you fully aware of the risks involved in joining the heroes of the Church of Auranys? Should I provide an escort for you?"

"Oh? You are familiar with the five heroes? Do you know the specifics of our objective?" Qingyi asked.

He had yet to receive a full briefing and was deeply curious about the nature of the target they were meant to eliminate.

As for the offer of an escort, he intended to decline regardless of the threat level.

He had no desire for a babysitter shadowing his every move.

"I am aware it involves a profane ritual and the demons of this realm as well as our own... they appear to be orchestrating something massive, and it is reaching a breaking point."

'Something involving demons from both worlds? Beings using demonic Qi alongside those using demonic mana?' Qingyi pondered.

A slight shiver ran through him.

What kind of force could possibly unite two such distinct demonic powers?

Qingyi prepared to press for more details, but a melodic voice from behind interrupted his thoughts.

"Husband!"

Two stunning women entered the corridor, their faces radiant as they moved to embrace Qingyi.

"What kept you in that cultivation room for so long? A representative from the Divine Church of Auranys was here looking for you," Margareth mentioned, pressing herself into his arms.

"What was their business?"

"I'm not sure... but they seemed quite serious. They requested your immediate presence at the cathedral. Apparently, it concerns the Sacred Priestess. She is also one of the five heroines."

"Hm..." Qingyi murmured.

He felt a flicker of annoyance at having his discussion with the Shadow of the Gold King cut short.

However, that irritation vanished the moment he processed the final detail.

A priestess—the only heroine he had yet to encounter. Suddenly, the specifics of the demonic cult’s grand scheme felt much less pressing.