Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 127 Go to hell together
Although Liu's name is unclear, it is unknown who Wu Daoxuan really is.

But based solely on the title of a Nascent Soul cultivator, the calligraphy he left behind would certainly not be simple!
The vast state of Chu.

At best, one can only reach the Golden Core Realm.

Above the Golden Core realm is the Nascent Soul realm, and above the Nascent Soul realm is the Deity Transformation realm.

He couldn't even imagine the overwhelming power that a Nascent Soul cultivator possessed.

Jin Tianya continued, "However, to this day, no one knows where this clue is."

"Even though I have been fleeing with this painting for so long, I can't see anything unusual about it."

Isn't it perfectly reasonable for a cultivator at the tenth level of Qi Refining to not understand a powerful treasure?

Liu Ciming thought to himself.

His face still wore that polite smile.

"Brother Jin, such a treasure... could you please take it out and let me have a look?"

Calligraphy is not like martial arts techniques or secret manuals.

For cultivators with lower cultivation levels or poor comprehension, calligraphy and paintings are just that—calligraphy and paintings.

If it's really just a "first look", then there doesn't seem to be anything special.

“Brother Jin, you have seen more of the world in the Central Region than I, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, have seen in so many years.”

"For us, living in cramped conditions on the frontier, such an opportunity is truly rare..."

In any case, for these Qi Refining and Foundation Establishment cultivators, what this Nascent Soul Realm expert left behind was undoubtedly a once-in-a-lifetime treasure.

"Once Brother Jin returns to the Demon Ruins, this treasure will have to be handed over to the sect."

"Liu has never seen such a treasure in his life."

Jin Tianya chuckled, whether moved by the other party's flattery or mocking Liu Ciming's so-called "worldliness," it was unclear.

"Ho ho..."

However, he did not refuse; his gaze was deep, and his movements were unhurried.

"Okay."

"But Brother Liu, you must hurry up with my return to the Demon Ruins."

With a flash of inspiration, he took out the painting from his Qiankun bag.

Then it was handed over to Liu Ciming.

"Very well, thank you very much, Brother Jin."

A hint of doubt flashed across Liu Ciming's expression.

But he still accepted the scroll.

The moment I touched the painting, I felt a faint chill in my palm.

Liu Ciming's eyes narrowed.

The scroll slowly unfurled before him, the dark blue silk cloth stained with mottled ink.

"what……"

The scene in the painting, with its countless hideous ghostly figures, appears chaotic and haphazard, yet it exudes a chilling and malevolent aura.

The figures in the painting are all in strange and unusual positions, none of them alike.

The blood river meanders, traversing the landscape.

On a small hill made of piled bones in the center, a blurry figure stands vaguely.

Although its appearance is unclear, it exudes an aura of looking down upon all living beings.

The brushstrokes in this painting are vigorous and angry, and the shapes are strange and grotesque; one cannot help but feel a chill upon seeing it.

It is clearly just a painting, but when you look at it, it is as if you can hear the wailing of a wronged soul.

Even a brief encounter left him reeling and disoriented.

Liu Ciming abruptly closed the scroll, only to realize later that cold sweat had soaked his back.

The calligraphy of a Nascent Soul cultivator is indeed strange and wondrous!
"how?"

Jin Tianya grinned, a hint of mockery flashing in his eyes.

"Having seen this priceless treasure, Brother Liu, what insights do you have?"

Liu Ciming suppressed his inner shock and nodded, pretending to be calm.

"Truly worthy of being a treasure of the Central Region..."

"Brother Jin, what a great opportunity you have!"

Jin Tianya sneered.

"How about I give this great opportunity to you, Brother Liu?"

"Brother Jin is too kind."

Liu Ciming smiled and said, "This belongs to both you and your master."

He suddenly changed the subject, "However—"

A flash of inspiration struck the room!

A jet-black dagger, like a venomous snake, swiftly thrust out without warning.

Caught completely off guard, it pierced Jin Tianya's heart.

The intricate patterns on the blade, writhing like living things, began to devour his life essence almost the instant it pierced his body.

Jin Tianya's eyes widened, and a struggling sound came from his throat, as if he wanted to say something, but Liu Ciming grabbed his neck.

"Brother Jin, please don't take offense."

He leaned close to the other's ear, his voice gentle. "Changping is now under tight guard by the six sects, and cultivators from the Central Region are also searching it from Qi and Ning Kingdoms."

"It would be safer for me to personally hand over such a treasure to my master."

"You say so, don't you?"

Jin Tianya's body quickly withered and eventually turned into a skeleton.

"Ah."

Liu Ciming sneered and was about to put away the short dagger in his hand.

But suddenly he froze on the spot.

Jin Tianya's bloodless, bony fingers gripped his wrist tightly!

"what?!"

Liu Ciming exclaimed in surprise.

A bone-chilling coldness surged through his hand, causing his mind to waver and the scroll to fly out of his grasp.

Hanging behind Jin Tianya, the ink-black liquid poured down like a tide.

A dark, spiritual light ignited in Jin Tianya's empty eye sockets.

Ink flowed into his body, and the shriveled corpse became plump again.

"you……"

"From the very beginning, you never intended for me to return to the Demon Ruins alive, did you?"

Jin Tianya slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Ciming.

"It's nothing more than my worry that the Tang court will follow me and find clues about the Demon Ruins."

"With the revival of the demonic path imminent, I am unwilling to take even this small risk."

"I know too."

"I'm going to die no matter what."

Sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy emanating from Jin Tianya, Liu Ciming roared, "You madman!"

This person actually refined their own soul into the painting!?

"Therefore, you are merely a stroke in this masterpiece; you have no control over it whatsoever!"

"so what?"

Finally, Jin Tianya's body returned to its original state.

He slowly raised his eyes, staring at Liu Ciming, his eyes devoid of life.

"Whether you choose to live or die, you're going to die anyway."

"In that case, let's just forget about this Nascent Soul calligraphy!"

In an instant, a surge of powerful demonic energy engulfed the entire cellar.

Liu Ciming dared not care about anything anymore. His spiritual power surged and he burst out of the cellar.

It flew up into the sky above the courtyard.

The mortals around Shiguping stared blankly at the figure in the sky.

Countless dark shadows and ghostly figures spread out from the courtyard, like splashes of ink.

The area covered by the ink color was getting larger and larger.

The mortals around were initially stunned by the scene, until someone was touched by the inky blackness.

Almost instantly, the bones and blood were eroded, and the skin and flesh were melted.

Without even uttering a scream, he turned into a pile of dry bones.

"what!!!"

Terrified screams echoed from the mouths of the other mortals, reverberating throughout the village.

Unfortunately, it's too late.

The ghostly figures in the painting scrambled out, tearing and devouring the mortals around them.

The footsteps of mortals fleeing in panic would be dissolved by the ink on the ground if they paused even slightly, turning them into a pile of withered bones.

Jin Tianya's figure slowly walked out of the farmhouse courtyard.

In just a few breaths, a vast expanse of darkness had enveloped the entire Shiguping.

No mortal was spared.

Died on the spot.

Demonic spirits and vengeful souls are converging from all directions of Changping.

The withered bones on the ground moved without wind, converging towards the very center of the village, at Jin Tianya's feet, forming a small mountain of white bones.

He climbed step by step to the highest point of White Bone Mountain.

Just like the figure in the painting.

"Ho ho ho..."

Jin Tianya laughed maniacally.

"Changping Corpse Abyss, the souls of 450,000 cultivators!"

"today……"

"Then I invite you all to join me in the Avici Hell!"

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