poisonous mist rippled before the scholar, transforming into a water mirror that reflected the figures of his wife and daughter. The middle-aged beauty and the young girl were separated, and the young...Xin Shao's words were just her side of the story, and Qin Sang naturally couldn't believe everything she said.
He was indeed short-handed, and within the human realm, demons like Lord Luo were subject to many restrictions. As for whether or not to subjugate the Xin family, Qin Sang needed to consider it carefully in the long run. Right now, what Qin Sang cared about most was the secret hidden deep within the grand formation.
As they spoke, the storm in the center of Destruction raged ever more fiercely, and the visions deep within the formation grew increasingly vivid.
In the darkness, a kaleidoscope of colorful lights erupted incessantly. The light did not spread outwards but swirled and shifted within a radius of dozens of meters, resembling both a kaleidoscope and a passageway inside.
The change is not yet over. Deep in the channel, it seems something is about to appear. Qin Sang is waiting, and Xin Shao also knows he is waiting.
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Xīn Shàozhǔ's plea indeed had some effect. Her performance was tactful enough to spare her from interrogation.
What is the history of this place
Qin Sang directly opened his mouth and asked, certain that Young Master Xin must know.
She could control this grand formation to self-destruct. Not knowing that would be a huge joke.
Master Xin also knew this well and without hesitation said, "Senior must have also seen it, this place is related to the Witch Clan, a site of the ancient Witch Clan. This formation is an ancient Witch Formation, vastly different from the human race's inheritance. It is precisely because of this that Elder Pei and Mr. Zhong Liang did not discover the hidden danger within this formation. It was unexpected that junior could manipulate the formation to self-destruct, otherwise they would not have fallen into the trap so easily."
Qin Sang nodded silently. Not only Pei Gongfeng and Zhong Liang, but before the formation self-destructed, he had no idea either.
The
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records some Wu (tribal) traditions, but more about the Way of Controlling Insects. There are not many records about witchcraft formations.
After a pause, Xin Shaozu continued, "I dare not hide anything from my senior. This place is not the secret realm discovered by my father, but rather, I followed my father's last wish and secretly searched for the secret realm near Fengju Yumen. During this time, I encountered a strange lightning strike and accidentally stumbled into this place. I also unexpectedly obtained a stone talisman that controls the formation, which led to the plan I have now."
“Oh”
Qin Sang used a scrutinizing gaze to look at Xin Shao, unexpectedly she would take the initiative to reveal this secret.
Pei Gongfeng always thought this was the hidden realm that the Xin family had been searching for so hard. If he were alive to know, who knows what he would think
However, the secret realm might be the last chance for the Xin family to turn their fate around and achieve something extraordinary.
To hand over the lifeline, did she truly give up resistance and sincerely submit to me
“The secret realm discovered by my father has indeed helped to improve the strength of our Xin family. It is expected to transform our ancestral secret art, greatly increasing its power, and the strength of our Xin family cultivators will all rise to a new level. However, it's only a drop in the bucket when it comes to changing the situation of our Xin family. In fact, besides our Xin family, in the eyes of Elder Pei, Liang Scattered Person, and Elder Qin, that secret realm might not be very valuable at all. It is the younger generation who deliberately exaggerates, they are deceived by the younger generation's fabricated lies, that they can tolerate me and the Xin family until now.”
Xin Zhaozhu said it lightly, but Qin Sang could feel the danger lurking beneath his words. It was easy to weave lies, but difficult to make them believable to two cultivators at the Refining Void stage. Navigating between them was like walking on thin ice.
Of course, lies alone wouldn't be enough. If there were no psychic mediums, the Xin family would have been completely wiped out long ago. They must have evaluated that a rash move wouldn't be worth it, and their mutual restraint is what allows Young Master Xin to maneuver.
"My father once said that to open the secret realm, one must seek the aid of a skilled artisan. When Elder Qin arrives, he will know that this junior is sincere in his invitation."
Xin Shaozu revealed her true intentions. After all this roundabout way, she was still explaining to Qin Sang that she had no ill will.
Qin Sang was curious. After suffering the loss of the Myriad Spirit, what audacity did Young Master Xin have to face him again However, at that time, he didn't know about the death of the Myriad Spirit. Only after seeing Young Master Xin pit-kill Elder Pei and scholar Zhong Liang did he inevitably feel wary.
Master Xin must have calculated this, but unfortunately he didn't factor in the Qianjun Ring!
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Qin Sang simply nodded, gazing into the depths of the formation, silent.
Seeing that he remained unmoved, Shao Zhu Xin could only follow Qin Sang's gaze and softly said: "Elder Qin, do you know about curses"
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“Charm”
Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat.
He saw several spells for using insects in the Pan Hu Zhen Jing, but he was not a member of the shamanic tribe and could not cast them.
Legend has it that when heaven and earth first opened, primordial divine spirits were born. They were the first beings after the creation of heaven and earth. They were transformed by the Dao of Heaven, inheriting the qi of heaven and earth. The Wu clan claimed to be descendants of these primordial divine spirits...
Xin Shaozhu's next words made Qin Sang also prick up her ears and listen attentively.
Although most of what she said came from legends, in some aspects, it could be corroborated with the records in the "Panghu True Scripture."
The Wu tribe claimed to be descendants of primordial divine spirits. Because they carried the bloodline of divine spirits, they were favored by heaven and earth from birth, calling themselves divinely appointed. They knew without knowing, and saw without seeing.
Spells are one form of this ability.
Incantations and Taoist incantations, both referred to as 'spells', appear to respond to heaven and earth through secret words, yet they have fundamental differences.
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Taoist incantations, must first cultivate the methods and attain a profound level of mastery before they can be cast.
In the human race, whether it's the Fu Lu school or the Dan Ding school, whether it's Buddhism, Taoism, or demons, the cultivation concepts are similar. Arts, techniques, and principles progress in stages.
Among them, skill is relative to the Tao, and should correspond to the principle of combining form and function.
As the saying goes, "The body is the foundation for use, and use is the movement of the body."
Human cultivators cultivate their techniques to attain enlightenment. They first gain insight from the Heavenly Dao, understanding its principles before being able to grasp its manifestations. Through this, they comprehend Taoist arts and apply them for their own use.
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The Wuzhu clan, however, is the opposite. Their curses are a manifestation of 'shu,' and they seem to have an innate connection to the Way. They can, without understanding how or why, harness the power of heaven and earth through their incantations.
Legend has it that some spells can kill enemies millions of miles away, mysterious and unpredictable. Looking at this, the Wuzhu clan might indeed be descendants of primordial deities, thus giving birth to the Wuzhu clan's unique cultivation system.
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This is also the reason why the Canglang Sea Witch Clan lost its inheritance and it was so difficult to revise the human clan's methods.
"Is there a curse here"
Qin Sang concentrated his senses, and the ripples emanating from the five-colored light were indeed unlike anything he had ever seen.
“Not bad, this place may be storing a spell of praise,” Xin Shao nodded.
Within spells, there also exist categories such as hymns, praises, and curses. They vary in power and effect.
Like, expressing approval or support.
As the name suggests, incantations in witchcraft originate from tribal rituals. Unlike curses, those who receive blessings can benefit from them.
Qin Sang's eyes flashed, "What kind of incantation"
"Actually, my previous harvest wasn't much. After discovering the function of this witch formation, I was even more determined to scheme how to lead Elder Pei and Master Zhong Liang here. This witch formation is equivalent to a seal. Once the seal is opened, the secrets inside will be revealed. I worry that it will leave traces and affect the plan, so I dare not open it easily, so I'm not sure, but I can be certain that there are great benefits. I am willing to invite this spell for you, hoping to appease your anger and seriously consider my suggestion."
Xin Shaozu respectfully said.
Qin Sang glanced at Xin Shao, knowing this was her declaration of allegiance.
Here is a shamanistic altar, with sacrificial insects, formations and incantations, it must be a remnant of the shamanic tribe without a doubt.
Qin Sang turned the Qianjun ring on his thumb, it seemed this ring was also related to the Wu clan.
At this time, Qin Sang noticed that the changes within the grand formation were becoming increasingly violent. Waves of light surged and rose, like an invisible door opening in the void. Finally, he could vaguely see what was inside.
Hazyly, Qin Sang saw a corner of the ancient stone temple.
Massive stones, rough surfaces, ancient carvings, this style is very similar to the witch tribe's altars outside, a direct line of succession.
‘Boom!’
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Whether it was the destruction of a great army or the fluctuation caused by the emergence of an ancient palace, this space was trembling.
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'Whoosh!'
The pent-up five-colored glow suddenly erupted, and a wave of five-colored light swept in all directions, expelling the darkness.
Qin Sang's gaze swiftly swept across the void. Where the five-colored light waves passed, some hidden existences were revealed. The fluctuations of the Qianjun Jie indicated that these should be other scattered fragments.
Strangely, there was no sense of connection between the stone temple's location and Qianjun Ring, which contradicted Qin Sang's expectations. He had assumed that this stone temple was also part of the Qianjun Ring world.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
With each wave of light, the stone temple slowly rose from the 'passage', becoming clearer and clearer.
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Xin Shao also saw the stone hall, a fervent light flashing in his eyes.
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This is an ancient and tall stone temple. Dozens of circular stone pillars stand on all four sides, supporting a vaulted ceiling made of enormous stones. The walls, doors, and everything else are massive, unpolished stones, showcasing their raw grandeur.
There were three tiers of stone steps in front of the stone hall, each tier a full ten feet high. The stone hall itself was even more magnificent. The surfaces of the stone pillars and walls were carved with patterns, but the strokes were too simple to understand their meaning.
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As they arrived before the passage, gazing up at the stone temple, a mysterious and ancient aura washed over them, causing their spirits to tremble. A strange feeling arose within them, a surge of reverence that made them want to prostrate themselves in worship.
There are no idols here, they worship not gods, but heaven and earth. It seems as if this stone hall itself is heaven and earth.
"Whew..."
xin Shaozhu let out a long sigh, shaking off that impulse. He unconsciously wanted to climb the stone steps, but suddenly remembered something, his figure paused, and he looked at Qin Sang beside him.
Qin Sang's gaze swept over the murals, frowning as he pondered their meaning, trying to find a match in the "True Scriptures of Pan Hu," but with little success. He recalled what the Ghost Mother had said, that there were countless tribes within the Witch Clan, and the traditions between tribes differed greatly.
He noticed that in the center of Shimen there was a circular indentation, with a pattern resembling orchids inside. He wondered if this was the totem of this tribe.
After a moment of contemplation, Qin Sang did not ascend the steps. Instead, his body slowly rose, leveling with the stone hall.
Sin Shao-zhu could only follow Qin Sang flying up.
The stone gate of the temple was also a rough, uneven slab of stone. It did not fit tightly against the wall; there were gaps large enough to insert your fingers into, but you could not peer inside the temple through these cracks.
Although it had not completely broken free from the passage, the stone chamber continued to tremble incessantly. However, there were no signs of the stone door opening.
“Is that incantation seal within this hall” Qin Sang asked.
Master Xin nodded, "That's right."
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"Only you can open the stone gate" Qin Sang's eyes were sharp.
Master Xin remained calm, facing Qin Sang's piercing gaze with composure. "That talisman stone has recognized me as its master. Except for myself, no one should be able to push open the stone door. Senior, if you don't believe me, you can try it yourself."
Qin Sang frowned slightly.
He could naturally see that this hall, just like the tombs outside, was surrounded by ancient prohibitions, but it was far more complex and mysterious than the tomb gates. With a true yuan palm strike, he pushed with all his might, but it remained stubbornly immobile.
How could Qin Sang rest easy letting Xin Shaozu personally push open the door
The stone chamber might not hold incantations, perhaps Xin Shaojun exerted every effort to gain his trust in anticipation of this very opportunity
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There is indeed a huge gap in their strength. Qin Sang could easily capture Xin Shao and interrogate him.
But what if it truly is as Xin Shaozhu said, that she must personally push open the door Even if Qin Sang had placed a restriction on her, controlling her to push the door, there's no guarantee of absolute safety.
This kind of thing is not impossible.
Learning from the lesson of Pei Gongfeng, we must not give Xiao Shao any chance when facing unknown Wu Clan ruins.
Even if Qin Sang wouldn't open the stone chamber, he would never let Xin Shao enter by force.
Thinking of the Qianjun Ring, Qin Sang swept over the locations where those Qianjun Ring fragments were. Since the Qianjun Ring and this place had a profound connection, maybe retrieving all the fragments could find a way, not necessarily relying on Young Master Xin.
Thinking about this, Qin Sang glanced at Xin Shao Master and said lightly, "Have you finished speaking"
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"Elder Qin…"
Xin Shao master subconsciously took two steps back.
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Then Qin Sang raised his hand, making a gesture of grasping at her.
Just as Qin Sang made his move to restrain Young Master Xin, the stone hall suddenly shook violently.
“Creak!”
The sound of grinding stone echoed in their ears, clear and audible. Qin Sang whirled around suddenly, finding that the stone door was trembling and had opened a crack on its own.
The next moment.
"Well done!"
A curse echoed through the stone hall.
This incantation has only one strange syllable, yet it contains immeasurable meaning, like a sound that transcends endless years and originates from ancient times.
For a moment, both Qin Sang and Shao Zhu Xin fell silent.
Vast, boundless, ancient, vicissitudes...
Qin Sang seemed to see a picture, it was an expanse of wilderness at dusk. On the wilderness, there were lush grasses and rolling mountains. Wild beasts ran in the wilderness, letting out the most primitive howls.
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He stood atop a mountain, below him an ancient altar. Countless torches burned around him, their flames illuminating the countless shadowy figures kneeling before it.
This group of people, led by someone in strange attire, knelt devoutly before the altar, uttering identical syllables.
"Go!"
"Go!"
The incantation reverberates with boundless might, its power echoing across ten thousand mountains.
Wild beasts fell silent, and the heaven and earth trembled.
Qin Sang had the protection of a jade Buddha, so he wasn't swayed by the incantation and lost in confusion. He instinctively wanted to fly back, but then suddenly stopped, his face filled with astonishment and delight.
At this moment, he finally understood the meaning of the incantation. Young Master Xin did not lie; it was indeed a praiseworthy spell!
A curse must be cast by a member of the Wu clan, but the person cursed need not be a member of the Wu clan.
Qin Sang stopped retreating and devoted his whole being to comprehending this incantation.
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He even awakened the two great demon marquis in the Lu Dan, the Fire Jade Centipede and Zhu Que, as well as the Tianmu Butterfly in the Qi Hai!ing and boundless formations."Wow! Wow!"A vast army formed, with blood-red light outside. From the Flag Gate, they surged forth.Even more astonishingly, after the Bloodlight enveloped both the forward...