Chapter 1078
is not over yet.
"Those who commit many unrighteous acts will surely perish," Dan Yan said coldly. "You should have expected this day would come."
The black-robed man's body gradually dissipated into the air, leaving behind only a resentful curse: "You wait... I'll be back sooner or later..."
As the man in black robes disappeared, the four felt a wave of relief. They exchanged glances and smiled victoriously. "We finally defeated him!" Master Qingyang exclaimed. "This was no easy feat."
“Yes, we put in so much effort and made so many sacrifices,” Yang Ling nodded and said, “but now it’s all over.”
Bai Yunzi frowned and said, "No, this is not over yet. His resentment and murderous intent still exist. We must find a way to completely eliminate him."
As night deepened, moonlight bathed the four of them, as if draping them in a silver veil. Master Qingyang stroked his beard, gazing thoughtfully into the distance. “Fellow Daoist Baiyunzi is absolutely right. If the resentment and killing intent of this man in black robes are not completely eliminated, I fear the consequences will be dire.”
Dan Yan frowned, his hands forming a hand seal, seemingly sensing the fluctuations of spiritual energy around him. "We must find the root of his resentment in order to completely eliminate his influence."
Yang Ling stood quietly to the side, his longsword trembling slightly as if in resonance with him. "His resentment and killing intent are so deep that he must have a past that no one knows about."
Bai Yunzi nodded slightly. "Now that the four of us have joined forces, we must get to the bottom of this and completely resolve the resentment of this man in black robes."
After speaking, the four exchanged smiles, each having made their own plans. They knew that although they had won this battle, the tasks ahead would be even more arduous.
Master Qingyang spoke first: "Everyone, we can split up. Fellow Daoist Danyan and I will go to the black-robed man's birthplace to search for clues, while Fellow Daoist Yangling and Fellow Daoist Baiyunzi will investigate his past experiences. What do you think?"
“Excellent,” the three replied in unison.
So the four of them split up. Qingyang Zhenren and Danyan transformed into two streaks of light and headed straight for the black-robed man's birthplace. Yang Ling and Baiyunzi, on the other hand, embarked on a journey to trace the black-robed man's past.
In a desolate valley, Master Qingyang and Dan Yan landed. This place was once the birthplace of the man in black robes, but now it was in ruins.
"There seems to be some secret hidden here." Master Qingyang frowned as he surveyed the surroundings. "The spiritual energy fluctuations in this valley are unusual; there must be something fishy going on."
Dan Yan nodded, formed a hand seal, and a crimson flame rose from his palm. "I'll test whether there are any hidden mechanisms in this valley."
Before he finished speaking, the flame in his palm transformed into a fire dragon, swirling and dancing in the valley. Wherever the fire dragon passed, rocks crumbled and vegetation withered, but it did not trigger any mechanisms.
A hint of doubt flashed in Qingyang Zhenren's eyes. "Strange, the spiritual energy in this valley is clearly abnormal, so why is there not a trace of any mechanism?"
Dan Yan extinguished his flames, his brows furrowed. "Perhaps this mechanism doesn't exist in physical form, but rather uses spiritual energy as a trigger to activate some kind of formation."
Upon hearing this, Master Qingyang's heart stirred. "If that's truly the case, then we must use spiritual energy as the key to unlock this hidden secret." The two exchanged a smile, each having made their decision. They sat cross-legged and began to sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy in the valley. As time passed, they gradually discovered the patterns in the flow of spiritual energy and, following the direction of this flow, slowly channeled their own spiritual energy into it.
Just then, a powerful suction force suddenly surged from the valley, devouring all of their spiritual energy. Immediately afterward, a dazzling light shone from the depths of the valley, illuminating the entire valley as if it were daytime.
"This is..." Master Qingyang and Danyan exchanged bewildered glances, their eyes filled with shock. They witnessed an unbelievable scene—under the light, the stone walls of the valley slowly cracked open, revealing a huge cave. And inside the cave, there lay a stone coffin!
Meanwhile, in another unknown space, Yang Ling and Bai Yunzi were also searching for the black-robed man's past. They traversed countless illusions and finally arrived before an ancient temple. The temple was dilapidated, yet exuded a mysterious aura. On the temple's gate was inscribed an ancient line of text: "Those who harbor resentment will face eternal damnation."
"These words seem to hint at the black-robed man's inner journey," Yang Ling said in a deep voice. "The resentment that arises from within leads to eternal damnation; perhaps this is why he turned to the evil path."
Bai Yunzi sighed softly, "Resentment and murderous intent often stem from inner demons. This man in black robes was probably once a compassionate and righteous cultivator, but he was trapped by his inner demons and ultimately embarked on a path of no return."
Yang Ling nodded. "We need to go in and take a look. Maybe we can find the root of his resentment."
The two pushed open the dilapidated gate of the temple, and a chilling aura rushed towards them. They lit torches and cautiously entered the temple.
The temple's interior was dark and gloomy, its walls covered with eerie runes that seemed to whisper untold secrets. In the very center, a broken statue stood silently, before which lay a yellowed ancient book and a rusty sword.
Yang Ling stepped forward and gently opened the ancient book, a sense of vicissitude emanating from it. He carefully read the words in the book, a solemn expression on his face. "This records the cultivation journey of the man in black robes. He was originally a cultivator with exceptional talent, but due to a grudge and hatred, he harbored resentment and ultimately embarked on the evil path."
Bai Yunzi picked up the rusty sword and examined it carefully. "This sword is filled with murderous intent and resentment. It was probably the black-robed man's sword. We need to find a way to dispel this resentment and murderous intent."
Yang Ling put down the ancient book and walked to Bai Yunzi's side. "We can try purifying this sword with spiritual energy."
The two exchanged a smile and began to circulate their spiritual energy, slowly channeling it into the rusty sword. As the spiritual energy flowed in, the rusty sword began to emit a faint light, and the rust on the blade gradually faded, revealing its original sharp edge.
Just then, a powerful surge of resentment suddenly erupted from the temple, transforming into a black shadow that attacked the two. Yang Ling and Bai Yunzi reacted swiftly, slashing at the shadow with their swords. After a fierce battle, the two finally managed to disperse the shadow.
"It seems the black-robed man's resentment hasn't completely dissipated," Yang Ling said, panting heavily.
Bai Yunzi nodded. "We need to find the root of his resentment in order to completely resolve it."
The two continued their exploration of the temple and finally discovered a stone tablet in a secluded corner. The tablet was inscribed with the words: "The source of resentment, the tragedy of deep affection."
"What does this mean?" Yang Ling asked, frowning. (End of Chapter)