"Underworld Scripture!"
The blood dragon raised its head and proudly spat out those two words. It was as if those two words contained a supreme power that could deter the entire universe. His words were filled with pride as if he was proud of this and felt boundless glory.
"Underworld Scripture?"
Sakra's eyes almost popped out, and his heart almost jumped out of his chest on the spot. He looked at the blood dragon with an inconceivable expression. His expression was horrified to the extreme, and he couldn't even say a word as he pointed at the blood dragon. The horror in his heart was like a boundless tsunami, drowning all his reason, and his face showed a dazed expression that had never been seen before.
"You're saying that you're the soul of the Underworld Emperor's treasure, the Underworld Scripture …? How is this possible? Could my violet eye be the Underworld Scripture? No … "
Sakra stared blankly at the Blood Dragon, unable to completely recover from the shock. When he heard that the Blood Dragon in front of him was the soul of the Underworld Emperor's most precious treasure, the Underworld Book, he instinctively thought that the Purple Eye he just obtained was the legendary Underworld Book. However, before the Blood Dragon could refute, he denied it first.
According to the records left behind by Zi Yue, the Underworld Scripture itself was a book-like treasure. It couldn't be this violet eye.
"Hmph, don't compare this damned violet eye to my original body. It was that damned old fart who actually pulled me out of the Underworld Scripture and imprisoned me in this damned violet eye. I don't know where this violet eye came from, but it even cut off my connection with the Underworld Scripture. Don't let me go out, I'll go back to my original body. I'll definitely get my revenge. Let's see which damned old fart captured me. I'll definitely capture him inside the Underworld Scripture and test the power of my Underworld Scripture's eighteen layers. "
The moment the violet eye and the Underworld Scripture were mentioned, the dragon immediately went crazy. Its whiskers crazily danced in the surroundings as it cursed. It was as if it wanted to vent the resentment that had accumulated in its body for countless years in front of Di Shitian. Its roar caused the surrounding space to tremble.
"The soul of the Underworld Scripture? If this is true, then who could bring it out from the Underworld Book and imprison it here? Just what kind of divine ability would that be? "
Di Shitian took a few deep breaths and looked at the blood dragon that was still roaring and venting its anger. He couldn't help but think of an ancient scroll that recorded many things in ancient times. There was a description of the Book of the Underworld inside.
The Book of Underworld was a supreme treasure that the Emperor of the Underworld carried around with him. It could capture the aura of living beings and absorb it into the Book of Underworld using the Heavenly Underworld Brush. The Book of Underworld could detect the origin of living beings and turn them into talismans. The Book of Underworld contained eighteen levels of Underworld Prison, each of which could change life and death. Once one entered the Underworld Prison, one's life and death would no longer be in his control. The Emperor of the Dead relied on it to dominate the Heavens and Realms, and there were few who could match him. Even Connate Numinous Treasures were no match for it.
Just from this short description, one could imagine how earth-shattering the reputation of the Book of Underworld was in ancient times. It was a peerless weapon that could intimidate all living beings and intimidate all worlds.
Back then, when Di Shitian saw it, he only treated it as a form of entertainment, a form of interest. While cultivating, he could also recuperate his mind. Who would have thought that he would actually see the legendary soul of the Book of Underworld with his own eyes, and it was right in front of him? This kind of reversal was truly unbelievable. If one's mental state was slightly weaker, they might have fainted on the spot.
Sakra had a feeling of dizziness. No matter what, he couldn't imagine that his purple eye would imprison a guy with such a big background who could scare an elephant to death.
"Kid, what's your name? What time is it outside? I was originally imprisoned in this damned place. It seems like I won't be able to get out for a while. Tell me more about the outside world. " After a long time, the blood dragon seemed to have vented most of the resentment in its heart. It glared at Di Shitian and shouted, exuding a ferocious aura.
Di Shitian frowned slightly. His mind, which had been shocked, had calmed down during this period of time. When he heard the blood dragon's question, his body naturally exuded a domineering Emperor's aura. He was not angry, but he had cultivated the "Emperor Shocking the World", which had cultivated the temperament of an Emperor. In addition, he had an arrogant temperament. After he came back to his senses and accepted the facts in front of him, he didn't lose his mind like before.
He looked calmly at the blood dragon, thoughts running quickly in his mind. Coupled with the blood dragon's words just now, it was imprisoned here, which meant that it didn't have the terrifying strength it had in ancient times. In this void, he had a feeling that he could control it at will, so he was no longer afraid.
"This king is Di Shitian, the current master of the Ten Thousand Demon Valley in the Southern Wilderness. Now, who knows how many tens of thousands of years have passed since ancient times. On the continent, the demon race has declined, and the human race has occupied the leading role of the world …."
Di Shitian's eyes flashed. The blood dragon in front of him was clearly an old monster who had lived for who knew how long. In front of it, there was no need to lie. On the contrary, perhaps there would be unexpected benefits to befriending it.
"So many years have passed. I wonder if master has been reborn …."
The blood dragon listened quietly and thought to itself, "I'm now imprisoned in this damned place, and it's extremely difficult to get out. Also, I don't know which old bastard fused me with this purple eye. I can't leave the purple eye alone. It seems that unless I find my original body, the Abyssal Book, and use the power of the book to return to my origin. Otherwise, it will be difficult to leave this prison. Now that the purple eye has fused with this madman, if he doesn't release the prison, when he completely understands the purple eye, he might be ruthless to me. No, I have to think of a way. "
It was the soul of the Abyssal Book, and its life experience was extremely rich. Although it kept cursing the purple eye, it knew very well that this purple eye was definitely not a simple thing. Otherwise, it would not have been able to imprison it for so many years. Moreover, it could fuse with living creatures on its own. Now, it did not seem to be very strong.
Of course, it was not strong, but only relative to its thoughts.
However, to Di Shitian, it was undoubtedly an incomparably mysterious existence that could be relied on as a life-saving divine ability.
The strange thing was that the blood dragon actually did not know what kind of divine ability the purple eye had. It had been imprisoned in this strange space for countless years, from ancient times until now.
"How should I address you, senior?"
After Di Shitian finished speaking, he asked in a deep voice. With the blood dragon's identity, it was not too much to call him senior.
The blood dragon's murderous aura suddenly converged. It looked at Di Shitian and said, "In ancient times, some people called me 'Ming', and some people called me 'Yu'. If you want to call me that, you can call me 'Ming'. Your name is Di Shitian, right? You just heard that I was plotted against and imprisoned here. I want to make a deal with you. You will definitely be rewarded. "
Thinking of the fact that it was imprisoned in the purple eye and the erosion of the power of desire in the demon residence, the blood dragon did not treat Di Shitian as an ordinary demon. In its opinion, those who took the initiative to touch the seven emotions and six desires were all f * cking lunatics. This kind of lunatic was not to be trifled with.
He had a vague feeling that the matter of him being imprisoned might have been done by an old cursemancer. These guys played all kinds of curses too strangely. Even the cursemancer did not dare to touch the power of desire, but Di Shitian actually absorbed it into his body and used it to cultivate. If this was not a lunatic, what was?
"A deal?" Di Shitian heard and immediately asked, "What kind of deal?"
Ming stretched out its dragon claws and stroked its dragon whiskers. Its two large dragon eyes carefully sized up Di Shitian. After a while, it said, "I am the soul of the Emperor of the Dead's most precious treasure, the Book of Hell. I have followed the Emperor of the Dead for countless years and have grown up with my master. I have seen countless secrets, seen countless treasures, and know a lot of powerful secret techniques. You said that now that the demon race has declined, many things must have been lost. I can assist you to become a powerhouse, teach you secret techniques, and help you to answer any questions you have in cultivation. But the condition is that when you have the ability, you must release me from this damned space and help me find the whereabouts of the Book of Hell. What do you think of this deal? "
Ming looked up at Di Shitian expectantly. This deal could be said to be the best deal for him. This was also the majority of the bargaining chip he had offered.
"This …"
Di Shitian's eyes lit up unnaturally. The deal mentioned by Ming was completely made for him. Everything mentioned in the deal was unimaginably tempting to him.
Who was Ming?
It was the most precious treasure of the Emperor of the Dead. It had followed the Emperor of the Dead for countless years and had done many great things together. It knew everything that the Emperor of the Dead had encountered, and it definitely knew a lot of the Cultivation Methods and Abhijina that the Emperor of the Dead knew. Most importantly, it could be said that it was the best teacher in the world with its knowledge and experience.
All along, Di Shitian had cultivated to the First Transformation of the Demon Pill Realm without any hindrance. However, during his cultivation, he also had many questions that he could not understand. These questions piled up in his heart, but he did not know who to ask for the answers. If he could have Ming by his side at all times, he would be able to ask for advice.
Then, many questions would be answered.
"Alright, I agree. No matter how I look at it, I am the one who is taking advantage of you. As long as I have the ability, I will definitely help you find the whereabouts of the Book of the Dead. However, as for letting you out, to be honest, although this Purple Eye is now on me, I have only just begun to control the power of the Purple Eye. Moreover, I can faintly feel that in order to let you out and break the seal, I need to raise my own cultivation to a certain level. Otherwise, I can't do anything."
Di Shitian nodded his head in agreement without hesitation. After all, no matter how one looked at it, he was the one who was taking advantage of the situation.
There were a few important factors in cultivation: one's aptitude, luck, treasured land, resources, Cultivation Methods, and answers!
He did not lack the first few factors, but he lacked the last one who could answer his questions. If he could really get the help of Ming, he would not lack any of the factors to become a powerful expert. As long as he worked hard in the coming days, becoming a powerful expert would no longer be a dream.
"Good! Good! Good! "
When Ming heard Di Shitian's agreement, he was immediately overjoyed. He kept cheering, and his huge dragon body wantonly danced in the space. It seemed that as long as he agreed, everything would be fine.
Sakra's mind turned, and he left the void without any warning. He also left the purple eye, and his mind returned to his body. He let out a long breath and opened his eyes. Strange light flickered in his eyes, and he was secretly delighted. This is an unprecedented harvest. With 'Ming' here, it's enough for my strength to increase exponentially. Even if I give you a few Spiritual Treasures, I won't be able to exchange it. "
As the saying went, "Having an old man at home is like having a treasure!"
With Ming by his side, her lifetime of experience was an extremely precious treasure, and any guidance she provided might benefit all living beings. When he thought about the successive unexpected events and gains he'd obtained in this short period of time, he suddenly felt as if he was dreaming.
"Oh, Imperial Heavenly Treasure Box, what kind of treasure are you? Who made you? Why are so many treasures popping out from your body? First, it was the ancient scroll that recorded the Seven Sins Divine Melody. Now, it gave me this mysterious purple eye. Could it be someone's prank? Or is it the inheritance of that peerless cultivator?"
Sakra's heart was filled with emotions. The deeper he went, the more mysterious he felt the Imperial Heavenly Treasure Box was. It wasn't wrong to say that it was strange. Every item that appeared from the box was extremely extraordinary. This purple eye was even more terrifying. Not only was it marvelous and had unimaginable power, it even imprisoned an unimaginable existence like 'Dark'.
Step by step, the Imperial Heavenly Treasure Box seemed to be carrying out some unknown inheritance.
After pondering for a moment, he did not have any clues. He did not fuss too much about it. He believed that the secret of the Imperial Heavenly Treasure Box would be revealed one day. However, he had to admit that since he obtained this treasure box, he seemed to have walked on a different path.
He carefully kept the treasure box again. At the same time, the mysterious ancient scroll at the side landed in his hand. This time, besides the Purple Eye, this ancient scroll had appeared as well. Everything that had happened in this short period of time was too dangerous. Up until now, he had not seen what was inside the ancient scroll with his own eyes.
"Xi 'er, thank you for protecting me."
He picked up the ancient scroll and turned to look at Chen Xi, who had a strange expression on his face, and said with a faint smile.
"I didn't do anything. There's no need to thank me." Chen Xi shook his head and turned to return to the first level. However, after taking two steps, he paused and said, "Be more careful when you go into seclusion next time."
After speaking, he didn't stay any longer. He turned and left, returning to the first level. He didn't ask anything about what Di Shitian had done earlier. It was as though he didn't see anything.
However, Di Shitian could hear a trace of concern in his words. He couldn't help but feel a surge of warmth in his heart.
He quietly watched as Chen Xi left.
After a long time, he sat down and slowly opened the ancient scroll.
A strange black light flickered on the ancient scroll. This light was similarly evil. Gradually, mysterious words appeared in the ancient scroll. These words seemed to be alive. Each of them were like clouds and mist, constantly changing their forms. The black light they emitted was extremely strange. It was as though there were many evil eyes staring at him.
This feeling was extremely strange. He couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
There were only ten of these strange words. Each of them emitted a different aura. However, what was behind them wasn't these words. It was a picture. It was a very strange picture. The picture wasn't of mountains and rivers, nor was it of birds and beasts. Instead, it was a strange palace that was completely black.
On the palace, there were densely packed seal scripts that were similar to the ten characters on the ancient scroll. They were distributed in various positions and looked very evil. Around the palace, mysterious people wearing black robes and whose faces could not be seen clearly surrounded the palace. Their expressions were very respectful. They looked at the seal scripts on the palace with a fanatical expression.
"What is this?"
Di Shitian's eyes revealed a trace of doubt and seriousness. He faintly felt that the things recorded in the ancient scroll were definitely not as simple as they seemed. He looked at the words, but he didn't recognize them at all. Speaking of which, he felt that these ten seal words didn't seem like words at all. Instead, they seemed to be some kind of mysterious Talisman Edict.
After thinking for a while, he didn't recklessly touch the ancient scroll again. After pondering for a while, he closed his eyes and used his mind to bring the ancient scroll into the Purple Eye.
"Ming, you're experienced and knowledgeable. Can you see what these words are?"
Di Shitian couldn't figure out what these words were. Suddenly, he remembered that there was an ancient antique in his body. It was time to test it. He used his mind to enter the Purple Eye again and came to the void where "Ming" was. He opened the ancient scroll and asked.
"Damn it. Curse Seal. Isn't this the Curse Seal condensed from the Curse Origin of those strange Cursemancers? Why do you have it? Unlucky, really unlucky. "
When "Ming" saw the seal words on the ancient scroll, his expression changed drastically. He looked as if he had stepped on feces and shouted in shock.
"This is a Curse Seal? Why did it appear from the treasure box with the Purple Eye? " When Di Shitian heard the surprising answer, he couldn't help but ask as if he didn't mean it.
However, the expression in Dark's eyes kept changing. After a moment of silence, he suddenly cursed, "F * ck you! As expected, it's you guys who like to hide in the dark. How dare you attack your ancestor, Dark? Just you wait! Just you wait! Just you wait! When I get out of here, I'll definitely drag you guys into the 18 layers of hell and let you have a taste of what I'm capable of …"
A series of curses came out like the water of the Yangtze River. The crazy and wanton roars were so loud that anyone could hear the anger in them. Di Shitian couldn't help shaking his head.
His eyes fell on the ancient scroll.
"Curse Seal. Is this the Curse Seal left by the strangest Cursemancer? What is its meaning? Also, what does this picture represent? "
Di Shitian was immersed in his thoughts. He didn't care about Ming who was venting his anger. However, based on Ming's words, he was certain that the records in this ancient scroll were definitely related to the strangest Cursemancer. However, he wasn't sure what the Curse Seal was about.
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