Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“This…”
Jiang Yi was genuinely frightened. How could dead people project an image? It could also talk! That image looked exactly the same as the one congealed by Shui Youlan.
Three thousand years!
Even martial artists at the Heaven Monarch Realm could not live that long. Many heaven monarchs in the history of the continent—such as the Heaven Monarch of Massacre and the Heaven Monarch of Ten-Thousand Dragons—all died eventually. They lived for five or six hundred years at most.
Jiang Yi took a few steps back. With a swallow or two, he finally spoke, “Senior, you’re still alive?”
Silence!
The Witch God did not say anything, his eyes fixed on Jiang Yi. After a short pause, Jiang Yi compelled himself to calm down and recall the Witch God’s words. He asked again, “Senior, are you saying that I don’t have to die and get to leave the Witch God Forbidden Ground alive… if I can learn a type of sorcery within a day?”
Silence again!
Jiang Yi felt more nervous. This Witch God had a really strange temper. Why did he not reply to Jiang Yi? Peeped at the faint image of the Witch God, he realized that something was not right. The eyeballs of the Witch God did not move? Why did he gaze at him all the time? It looked like he was fixed there?
Slowly, he took a step to the side. Then he found out what was wrong. This image was indeed frozen. It was still staring towards the front—in the same direction, like a statue.
“Senior?”
“Senior, can you hear me?”
“Senior…”
With three successive attempts, the image did not move at all. Jiang Yi was completely relaxed. It seemed like the image and the voice were left by the Witch God when he was still alive. The ancient sorcery was automatically triggered when Jiang Yi arrived.
“Huuu!”
Making sure of this, Jiang Yi wiped the cold sweat off of his face. Luckily, it was an illusion; otherwise, this was too extraordinary.
“Eh?”
Without warning, the image in the middle of the air faded away and disappeared quickly. Jiang Yi was shocked by what he saw. He sat on the ground to get some rest. Exhaled deeply, something suddenly occurred to him. He jumped up and exclaimed, “Senior, that’s not right! You asked me to comprehend the ancient sorcery, but where is the secret manual? Without the secret manual, how can I get enlightenment?”
Yet…
Besides Jiang Yi’s breathing, there was no other sound in the central hall. No one had told Jiang Yi where the secret manual was and how to fathom the ancient sorcery. Jiang Yi did not even understand what ancient sorceries were. All he knew was that one of Yun Fei and Yun Lu’s men had comprehended the ancient sorceries—’Flora Essence’ and ‘Puppet Mud Humanoid’.
It was really difficult to grasp ancient sorceries. For instance, among the thousands of members of the Yun Clan, only Yun Fei and Lu Lao comprehended the ‘Flora Essence’. He could imagine how hard it was to fathom ancient sorcery.
Now, Jiang Yi had to comprehend one within a day and without any secret manual.
God damn it!
Jiang Yi cursed in secret. He started to wander in the hall. Though he was furious, he would never give up until the very last moment. One day was not long, but what if…?
He did not waste his time and went to search for the secret manual. Only when it was found, he could try to figure out the ancient sorcery.
But…
He walked seven or eight rounds in the central hall. He scanned every part of the skeletons and was close to touching them. Still, Jiang Yi found nothing relating to the secret manual.
“Damn it! The Witch God got to be kidding me! If he wanted to kill me, just do it. What’s the fun of fooling me around like this?”
Jiang Yi rolled his eyes and murmured feebly. As time passed, he grew more and more anxious. If he could not find the secret manual—not only would he die, but He Lao would have to die with him as well.
Swish!
He swiftly flew to the outside. The door was still open. He began to search in the hall outside the door. He applied the fiery red essence force in his hands, checking every single place.
One hour later, he came back, demoralized. There was nothing outside the door. He managed to keep up his spirits. He started to tap everywhere in the inner sanctum bit by bit, injecting the same fiery red essence force. This essence force opened the door. So if there was a mechanism or restriction, it could definitely trigger it.
Another hour passed. Jiang Yi had searched everywhere inside and outside the central hall. Nothing was activated.
“That’s wrong. There are two more places!”
Jiang Yi looked at the two skeletons. He did not check the places beneath them. He thought for some time. Gritting his teeth, he walked towards the remains of that Vajra Realm martial expert. He joined his hands together. “Senior, sorry for offending you!”
His hands slowly reached to the skeleton. When they touched, the skeleton suddenly gleamed. Following that, three walls of the palace were lighted up, which were filled with numerous small and closely-written characters.
“The secret sorcery manual!”
Jiang Yi’s eyes glinted and were stuck to the left wall. He studied the wall attentively.
“Puppet Mud Humanoid!”
Jiang Yi became more excited. He had seen the power of this sorcery. It was one badass sorcery!
Mud humanoids were impenetrable. An average Soul Travel Realm Expert could hardly destroy them. Only attacks from peak-stage Soul Travel Realm experts could hurt them. That was wrong… they were immortal and could not be hurt. Even peak-stage Soul Travel Realm experts were unable to kill them.
“This is it!”
Time was running short. Jiang Yi did not even look at the other two ancient sorceries. If he learned this, his combat strength would improve tremendously.
It did not take long for Jiang Yi to remember the sorcery manual. He sat cross-legged and tried to comprehend it. This was a kind of complicated sorcery, completely different from common martial skills. It was so obscure that Jiang Yi studied for two hours to get the hang of it.
Puppet Mud Humanoid was a technique derived from the Dao pattern of the Earth. Mud humanoids were congealed from the power of the Earth. They contained special runic patterns which made them exceptionally tough and invulnerable. Of course, the power of defense and attack also had a lot to do with the strength of the sorcerer and how thorough the realizations were.
Jiang Yi did not have to worry about the power of the mud humanoid. What he needed was to comprehend this ancient sorcery… so that he could stay alive—and even inherit this magical palace and the Witch God’s sorceries.
Such a fascinating palace—with so many powerful strange spaces—should be an absolute treasure like the Thearch Palace. Being the master of this palace equated to owning a vast treasure house.
“As powerful as the Witch God, the restrictions inside the palace should be exceedingly horrifying. Average Vajra Realm martial experts that entered this palace would be defeated as well? Something was wrong—the Demon King!”
Jiang Yi shuddered at the thought of the Demon King. If he received the inheritance from the Witch God, did it make him the master of that formidable Demon King as well?”
If this was true, who else could hurt him besides the Demon Empress? That Demon King was half-way the Heaven Monarch Realm. His combat strength should be comparable with Shui Youlan?
If he subdued this Demon King, maybe he could find some ways to break the three-year promise with the six influential forces?
“Pa!”
Jiang Yi suddenly patted himself on the head while he was daydreaming. He gave a wry smile. “That is one beautiful pipe-dream. More than four hours have passed. I will be slaughtered straight away if I don’t move on to comprehend the sorcery…”
He quickly forced himself to calm down and cleared his mind. He focused on the realizations of the sorcery. Whether he was able to live or not depended on this.
