Jiang Xiaofan was a little shocked. The Golden Iron Book in his hand actually recorded the Primordial Spirit Dao. One had to know that the cultivation of the Primordial Spirit Dao was not very detailed even in Daoist scriptures. It was far inferior to this ancient technique. It even had records of the Primordial Spirit Dao Armor, and he just happened to have such an armor!
"Good stuff!"
Jiang Xiaofan was secretly delighted.
He put away this set of ancient techniques and then reached out to grab the other ancient books. Anyway, no matter what level it was, it was not a bad thing to have more secret techniques. In the future, he could even create a sect or something on a whim and be a sect leader. How interesting would that be?
"Whoosh!"
He was a young Supreme Being in the Human Emperor Realm. With a grab of his hand, a large number of secret techniques flew toward him and were directly thrown into his spatial ring. He had changed storage treasures a long time ago. Now, his spatial ring was comparable to a top-grade treasure. The space inside was no less than a few hundred meters.
"Moon Slashing Blade …"
"Flowing Cloud Sword …"
"Spirit Passage Technique …"
"Upper Heart Sutra …"
His divine sense was very powerful. With a slight sweep, he saw through all the ancient books that he had taken.
Of course, he only glanced at them briefly. Some of them only looked at the names of the techniques. He did not read too much about the contents. After all, no matter how strong his divine sense was, it was impossible for him to read all the contents of the ancient books in an instant unless he reached the Three Pure Ones Realm.
"Hmm?" Suddenly, he slightly paused. A pitch-black secret book appeared in his hand, and on its surface were engraved five chillingly large characters: "Master and Servant Child and Mother Curse. This thing, originally that bastard Su Xingzi seemed to have mentioned it …"
The Master and Servant Child-Mother Curse was a secret contract technique. It was divided into a child curse and a mother curse. The caster controlled the mother curse and placed the child curse in the victim's body. This way, the victim would never be able to resist. As long as the caster of the mother curse had the slightest disloyalty, they would suffer the pain of purgatory or even die.
On the other hand, the caster of the mother curse could completely control the fate of the victim. They could end the victim's life at any time through the mother curse. It could be said that this was an extremely unfair contract. It was precisely because of this that this secret technique was called the Demonic Path and was not tolerated by the Righteous Path.
"Who would have thought that such a secret technique would be hidden here …"
Jiang Xiaofan frowned slightly.
At that time, Su Xingzi wanted to have him plant a curse, thus dragging out an ignoble existence, making Jiang Xiaofan spare his life. However, at that time, Jiang Xiaofan was in a fit of anger. How could he let him live? He directly ended his life with a flash of sword qi.
"Oh, I'll keep it. Maybe I'll need it in the future."
He pondered for a moment before tossing it into his spatial ring.
There were countless secret manuals in the Scripture Depository, attracting groups of cultivators to fight for them. It did not take long before cultivators began fighting fiercely over a powerful magic technique. Some were killed and their blood dyed the stone hall. The stench of blood assailed their nostrils.
Boom!
With the first person making a move, there would naturally be a second, a third … Not long after, the Scripture Depository was once again embroiled in a struggle, divine power spreading out in all directions. Moreover, because these were all secret techniques related to cultivation, the struggle between the cultivators was even more intense and cruel than in the Scripture Depository.
"Ah!"
Screams echoed, and soon the stone hall was dyed in a layer of blood red.
Blood flowed, and the ground was full of mutilated corpses. The internal organs rolled on the ground, and even white brain matter could be seen lying horizontally.
A cold light appeared in Jiang Xiaofan's eyes again. He took a slight step forward and was about to attack Wu Ming and Xia Fengming. However, in the next moment, he suddenly trembled. An extremely dangerous signal instantly emerged in his heart.
Swish!
He tilted his head and looked into the depths of the stone hall. Two bright golden lights shot out from his eyes.
"What's wrong?"
Chen Yifeng asked.
"Something's wrong!" Jiang Xiaofan's expression was solemn. He locked onto Wu Ming and Xia Fengming with a wisp of divine sense. The golden light in his eyes burned even more fiercely, like two burning suns. A moment later, his divine sense trembled. He directly transmitted a message to Chen Yifeng and Changmu Heng on the other side, "Quickly, leave this place!"
Chen Yifeng was puzzled, and Changmu Heng frowned slightly … However, in the next moment, the entire hall trembled violently. A monstrous aura of death came down majestically. It was as if a ghost realm had descended here, instantly enveloping everyone.
"Ugh!"
"This is … this is …"
"Save … save …"
Many cultivators were frightened. The blood on their faces quickly receded, and in a moment, they fell to the ground. Their life fluctuations completely disappeared, and they turned into dried corpses.
"Ah!"
"No … who is it … who is it!"
In just a moment, the hall was filled with frightened cries. Almost everyone's expression was horrified, and they were panicking. Their life force was quickly draining away, and their source was gradually dimming. Their muscles slowly began to shrink, and soon they were aging, approaching the end of their lives.
Swish!
Jiang Xiaofan flashed and appeared beside Chen Yifeng. However, his eyes were still staring at the depths.
At this moment, his whole body was circulating with golden light, and a huge Demon Sealing Seal directly appeared above his head, completely covering him and Chen Yifeng.
"This aura …"
Chen Yifeng frowned slightly.
This hall was completely covered by the waves of death. The gloomy and cold aura came down from the sky, and it was even colder than being in a bottomless snow abyss. Moreover, this was no longer as simple as the coldness of the body. It had already spread to the body, and it made people's souls tremble.
Changmu Heng's eyes flashed with bright sword light, but his expression became very dignified.
On the other side, Wu Ming and Xia Fengming stood together. They used an immortal artifact to protect their heads, blocking all the death aura outside. However, even so, the two supreme youths' faces were still pale. They looked at the depths of the hall together, and their eyes flashed with a touch of dread and seriousness.
Rustle …
On the ground, the blood began to flow on its own. It gathered like a small river, and flowed towards the depths of the ancient hall. Soon, the blood in this place disappeared, leaving only a pool of red on the ground. As for the broken limbs from before, they quickly shriveled up and became like dead wood.
"Ah! No … No! "
"There's a ghost! There's a ghost here! "
The unknown was the most frightening. At this moment, many cultivators did not see any figure, but the vitality in their bodies was rapidly draining. Except for the powerhouses at the Renhuang level, no one could resist the loss of vitality. They were all frightened and helpless.
They wanted to rush out of this hall, but in the end, they were all disappointed. They did not know when an invisible barrier had appeared in this place. Even the powerhouses at the Ninth Heaven of the Renhuang level could not break through. Even if they refined the immortal artifacts they had seized, they could not open it with the power of the immortal artifacts.
Fear! Uneasiness! Horror!
These three emotions filled the entire hall!
"What's there?"
Chen Yifeng stood beside Jiang Xiaofan. There was a faint light mist flowing in his eyes, but it was difficult to see through.
"A coffin, and inside … there's a corpse …" Jiang Xiaofan's body was flowing with immortal light, and the Buddhist scriptures in his body were running on their own. He said in a deep voice, "It … has begun to move!"
Boom!
Just as he finished speaking, a violent sound came from the deepest part of the hall.
The wall of the tomb was shattered, and many cultivators looked over. In their field of vision, there was another secret chamber. Countless complicated patterns were densely engraved in it, interweaving in the entire secret chamber. In the center of these patterns, there was a blood-red stone coffin. At this moment, there were streams of blood surging into the stone coffin, which was strange and evil.
"What … what is that …"
The powerhouses at the Ninth Heaven of the Renhuang level were horrified, and their lips were trembling.
Jiang Xiaofan, Chen Yifeng, Changmu Heng, Wu Ming, and Xia Fengming, the five young supremes all had solemn expressions. Even as powerful as they were, they felt threatened at this moment. Facing that stone coffin was even more terrifying than facing a peak Xuan Immortal. Even their souls were trembling.
Creak …
Suddenly, a slight sound was heard.
Everyone's hearts tightened because in the secret chamber in front of them, the blood-red stone coffin actually began to move. The coffin lid began to shake up and down, as if someone was pushing it. Everyone who saw it had a layer of white sweat, and their scalps were a little numb.
"Bang!"
With a loud sound, the blood-red coffin flew out.
In an instant, an even colder aura rushed over, causing the cultivators below the Renhuang level to let out even more miserable cries. At this moment, the vitality in their bodies was drained even faster. One could even see strips of flesh and blood flowing into the stone coffin.
"Ah!"
"Devil! Devil! "
Terrified screams echoed in the air.
Many cultivators were terrified. Some of the Awakened Realm cultivators had their essence and flesh and blood sucked away quickly, leaving only a piece of flesh floating on the ground. It looked extremely terrifying.
Dong!
Two blood-red arms stretched out of the stone coffin. Their nails were longer than chopsticks and flickered with a cold luster, giving people a sense of death. Even the experts of the Ninth Heaven of the Renhuang Realm were trembling. They subconsciously retreated, their faces full of vigilance and vigilance.
"It's very dangerous!"
Chen Yifeng whispered.
Jiang Xiaofan nodded secretly. At this moment, the Buddhist scriptures in his body were operating at high speed. Clearly, he had sensed this extremely dense evil aura and captured the aura of evil demons and ghosts. Moreover, some of the Buddhist secret techniques that he had never used actually began to operate on their own, flowing with strands of divine light.
Dong!
Another sound was heard, as if a ghost drum was vibrating.
Puff!
Puff!
Puff!
Some of the cultivators with lower cultivation levels directly exploded, turning into clouds of blood mist.
This blood mist surged into the stone coffin like a small stream flowing into the sea, disappearing without a trace. This scene sent chills down the backs of many cultivators, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads. Many people had already retreated to the corner of the ancient temple, clinging tightly to the wall of the tomb, as if they felt that it would be much safer to stay an inch away from the coffin.
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