noffsinger Chapter 19 The Power of Time
Chapter 19 The Power of Time
"It's broken!?"
Inside Qingyan Zhenren's residence, Yao Guang's expression suddenly changed, and he abruptly stood up, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.
All those he converts using the "Salvation Technique" will have a mysterious connection with him through the causal traces deep within their souls. He can sense the location of the other person by relying on the power of cause and effect.
Just now, he clearly sensed that the trace of cause and effect on Qingyan Zhenren's soul had disappeared, or rather, the causal thread between Qingyan Zhenren and him had broken.
"Master Qingyan is dead." Yao Guang frowned deeply, his face somber, and said in a deep voice.
"This... how is this possible?" Yan Xuanye exclaimed in shock. Han Li was only at the ninth level of Qi Refining, how could he possibly kill Qingyan, who was at the early stage of Foundation Establishment?
"Follow me." Yao Guang narrowed his eyes, his gaze sharp and his voice cold. Yan Xuanye, Yan Yu, and Yan Shuang followed closely behind.
Yao Guang first returned to his attic and called Hongfen. Chen Qiaoqian wanted to ask him something, but seeing that Yao Guang's expression was more serious than ever before, she obediently returned to the room and did not ask any more questions.
The group quickly arrived at the pavilion where Han Li was staying. The cyan barrier was intact and there was nothing unusual about it.
"Break the seal and subdue everyone inside," Yao Guang said coldly.
The pink-clad figure responded immediately, forming hand seals and casting a spell. Pink mist condensed in her hand into a hideous ghost face, silently eroding the cyan barrier.
The light screen flickered violently, making a "pop" sound like a bubble bursting, and then shattered.
Although the commotion was small, it still alerted the cultivators inside the building.
Hongfen and Yan Xuanye attacked simultaneously. One released a large pink mist, and wherever it passed, cultivators fainted with dazed eyes. The other summoned a large, pure white brush, the tip of which shone with light, piercing the cultivators' meridians like fine threads, paralyzing them to the ground, unable to utter a sound.
When Yao Guang and the others arrived outside Han Li's door, they felt a chill run down their spines and broke out in a cold sweat as they peered through the half-open door.
On the floor lay a pile of human-shaped, grayish-white ashes, with the head, torso, and limbs still faintly discernible. Scattered on the ashes were items such as a blue scholar's robe, a bronze bell, and a storage bag, which were Qingyan Zhenren's clothes and magical artifacts from his lifetime.
At the end of the arm-shaped stump of ashes, two small bottles lay quietly. One was a spirit-sealing bottle that Yao Guang had given to Qingyan to hold the diluted green liquid, and the other was a small dark green bottle decorated with leaf-shaped patterns.
Not far away, Han Li lay face up on the table used for drawing talismans, unconscious, clearly his divine sense had been injured.
"This...this is Senior Qingyan?!" Yan Shuang covered her mouth, her voice trembling.
Yan Xuanye was also filled with doubt and fear. Even though he was known for his wisdom, he could not understand what was happening at this moment.
Yao Guang's gaze was sharp as he quickly scanned the scene. His mind raced, and he suddenly said to Yan Xuanye, "Summon your two-headed duck and have it pick up those two bottles."
Because the room was small, the enormous double-headed duck filled most of the space as soon as it appeared. Yao Guang and the others retreated to the doorway and stared at it from a distance.
The two-headed duck let out a low "caw caw," and under Yan Xuanye's command, its left head picked up the spirit-sealing bottle without any abnormality; its right head then also picked up the dark green bottle, and just as it turned to show it off to Yan Xuanye, a strange change occurred.
The once fierce and powerful level-two demon beast let out a weak and mournful cry. Its hard gray feathers were decaying and fading at a visible speed, its swollen body was collapsing rapidly, and the vitality in its green eyes dissipated like the receding tide, leaving only endless terror.
With a dull thud as it fell to the ground, within a few breaths, this two-headed pheasant completed its life of hundreds of years, from being full of vigor to quickly passing away.
"Clang." The little green bottle fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
However, to everyone's ears, this sound was no different from a thunderclap from the heavens.
"He... he died of old age in an instant?"
"Oh my god, it's a monster! Brother, I'm so scared!"
Yan Yu and Yan Shuang, the brother and sister, were deathly pale with fear, as if they had seen a ghost in broad daylight.
"Young Master, what kind of primal power is this?" Hongfen gasped, asking Yao Guang in alarm.
During these days, she practiced the "Devouring Heaven Demon Art" every night, which was used to devour the source of power. She knew that all the power in this world was composed of various laws and origins.
"The power of time." Yao Guang, who witnessed the whole thing, said each word with a heavy expression.
"Time?" The woman covered her pink lips with her rosy cheeks, her jade-like face under the bamboo hat changing color. She knew that it was one of the most powerful sources of laws.
The others were completely bewildered, as their level of cultivation was far beyond their ability to access such power.
"It seems that this little green bottle has already recognized Han Li as its master and is completely bound to him. Anyone who tries to take it away will suffer the backlash of the power of time." Yao Guang sighed and said in a complicated tone.
He understood that he could not take the Heavenly Bottle, but another thought flashed through his mind. He looked at the unconscious Han Li and a faint, chilling smile appeared on his lips.
With a flick of his wrist, he took the spirit-sealing bottle containing the diluted green liquid into the Sea of Wheels secret realm within his body.
The Chaotic Mist Sea within the Wheel Sea Secret Realm can isolate the outside world from space and time. Anything placed inside will not deteriorate over time. Even if the Spirit Sealing Bottle cannot completely seal all spiritual power, the Heavenly Creation Liquid inside can be permanently preserved in the Chaotic Mist Sea.
Yao Guang took out a Forget-Dust Pill, intending to have Hong Fen give it to Han Li, but after a moment's hesitation, he simply took out the entire bottle of Forget-Dust Pills, since one might not be enough to make Han Li completely forget what happened tonight.
"Pour the whole bottle down his throat."
Hongfen avoided the terrifying little green bottle on the ground, went around to the unconscious Han Li, pried open his jaw, and poured the entire bottle of Forget-Dust Pills into Han Li's stomach.
"Xuan Ye, since you are known as 'Infallible' and are a trusted strategist of the Yan family patriarch, you must be very good at planning and scheming, right?" Yao Guang asked meaningfully as Hong Fen made her move.
"Young Master, you flatter me. My meager reputation and insignificant skills are nothing but a firefly's glow compared to yours. How dare I boast?"
Yan Xuanye bowed deeply, his tone extremely humble.
"I need your help to plan something big." Yao Guang turned to face Yan Xuanye, his eyes flashing with a sharp light, pointing at the seemingly ordinary but now terrifying little green bottle on the ground:
"This little green bottle has the function of accelerating the growth of spiritual medicine. I need you to find a way to spread this earth-shattering secret throughout the entire Tiannan, especially to spread it throughout the six demonic sects of Tianluo Kingdom, but without letting anyone know that it is a scheme set up by humans. Everything must be natural and without the slightest flaw."
Yao Guang's eyes flashed with a chilling light, and his words were utterly enigmatic:
"I want all those Nascent Soul stage old ghosts, both demonic and righteous, to fight over this 'treasure,' the more the better, the more chaotic the better."