Night of the Broken Gliph

Very soon, they discovered that instead of going for the altar, the eyeball passed through it. It was now that everyone noticed the ball of shadow behind the altar.

The giant shadow dominated the entire space as if it were about to burst open the roof.

“My Demon Master, your loyal servant Chui Sang is here to help you escape.” Currently, Chui Sang was kneeling on the ground.

The eyeball disappeared into the huge shadow, and silence took over for a long period. Even the shadow that brimmed up to the roof abruptly paused for a moment.

Suddenly, two bright rays shone across the group. It was from the snowy white iris.

“Very well, very well, present your sacrificial offerings now.” The so-called demon master had a low voice brimming with energy. One of the one-chambered gliphers was already bleeding from his ears due to the unbearable stress.

Chui Sang was still trembling, perhaps because he was too excited or perhaps because he was fearful. “Please take them, my Demon Master.”

As soon as he said this, an irresistible energy was emitted from the shadows.

Lee Kwong and the other three cultivators were boiling with anger. They were no idiots, and they immediately understood what was going on.

“Either I’m heartless to myself or to the world. Why be let down by the world when I can do the opposite?” Chui Sang answered emotionlessly and remained kneeling. “Die, and become my stepping stone to change destiny!”

Boom! Boom!

Unable to resist the suction, the two gliphers flew into the black fog and became a blossom of blood before disappearing totally.

At the same time, Chui Yim and Siu Fu reached the hall by the passage and stood before the nine pillars. They witnessed the scene of the glipher exploding and blood gushing out. At the same time, the unnamed fire bead in Chui Yim’s hand boiled and escaped into the milky white flame on the altar. The flame increased in size and lit up the hall entirely! 

It even reduced the suction of the shadow by half. A chilly voice filled with hatred boomed across the area. “Old Monster Ka Yi! Why can’t you rest in peace even after being dead for a thousand years?

“Let’s see if you can stop me after a thousand years!”

Boom! The suction force returned to its original strength and pulled another cultivator in, leaving only Chui Sang kneeling on the ground respectfully and Lee Kwong trying his best to survive. Chui Yim and Siu Fu stood way behind, in front of the nine pillars.

What left them in utter disbelief was the solidified hatred that was equivalent to the Yellow Springs, too much for the space to take, and even the air avoided it. Chui Yim and Siu Fu were unable to move due to the intense force, and they stared at the white vertical pupils in fear.

Just then, the milky white flame shot out a ray of light, and Chui Yim watched it enter his glabella.

Images played in his mind in an instant.

Chui Yim saw the ancient world of cultivation.

One year, a terrifying demon suddenly appeared in the world and brought disaster to mankind. It left lakes of blood and hills of human remains wherever it went.

As the world lived in fear, a bald elderly man walked out and stood in front of the huge demon.

The demon was named Netherspectre.

The old man’s Dharma name was Ka Yi.

This was the story between Ka Yi and Netherspectre.

They fought for three months, both wearing each other out.

But Ka Yi was not alone. He had a powerful Buddhist sect, the Thousand Leaves Sect, behind him, and they sent nine of their most powerful monks to help Master Ka Yi. The ten of them ended up forcefully bringing Netherspectre back to their sect.

But because Netherspectre was too powerful and all ten humans were worn out, this ended with the nine monks turning themselves into human pillars and making use of the paramount Buddhist methods to seal the sect, which prevented Netherspectre from taking in negative energy.

Back then, Master Ka Yi had two treasures – the Iron Lotus Flower and the Shattered Tile. The Shattered Tile was a roof tile belonging to a rundown temple that fell on Master Ka Yi when he first started cultivation. He made it his personal treasure as he felt that they were fated.

As for the Iron Lotus Flower, it was the treasure passed down by the Thousand Leaves Sect, which contained infinite zen intent.

In the end, Ka Yi did not take Netherspectre’s life because he knew how tough it was to cultivate into its form.

But even with the nine human beams, the Shattered Tile as the roof, and the Iron Lotus Flower, it was still lacking something important.

Ka Yi was a powerful Buddhist disciple, but he was a hot-tempered monk in his youth, known as the Fury Monk. A hundred years had passed, and he was no longer as short-tempered as he was before, keeping his fury hidden inside his heart.

Before his death, Ka Yi turned his fury into fire to complete the formation and sealed Netherspectre underground of the sect forever.

The milky white flame on the Iron Lotus Flower was just like Master Ka Yi’s gentle smile.

Behind the altar was the endless night.

Hatred was the only thing that was in the pair of eyes. “Old Monster Ka Yi! What makes you think that you can seal me here forever? Let me tell you, it’s impossible, and I’ll escape as long as there’s evil in the world!”

Time passed, and one day, the Thousand Leaves Sect was eliminated, but this hall remained undiscovered, maybe because it was sealed by the elites of the world’s most powerful Buddhist Sect a thousand years ago.

Sadly, no cultivator could defeat time.

The shadow eventually regained energy as time passed, and it secretly turned its hatred over the years into a negative bead, escaping the place. Inside the bead contained a trace of his spirit, which would guide a determined man with a strong desire here to help it escape.

But as if predicting this, Master Ka Yi did the same, congealing a trace of his flame as an unnamed fire bead and escaping this place too.

Centuries later, both the fire bead and the negative bead were brought here by their inheritors at the same time.

Fate was indeed unpredictable, huh?

Chui Yim opened his eyes abruptly. Negative energy permeated the hall, but the scenes from the past Chui Yim just brought him the message that Netherspectre was weak.

“Douchebag, how dare you, this old goat trapped for a thousand years dare to scare me!” Chui Yim yelled. He then turned to Siu Fu. “It’s nearly dead, don’t let it scare you!”

“Roar!!!” The shadow yelled in anger. He knew that it was Ka Yi’s counter method he left behind. “I don’t believe this tricky old monster could predict what was going to happen after a thousand years!” The shadow sent a black trace of smoke into Chui Sang’s glabella. “Accept my strength, servant!”

Chui Sang was overjoyed. He finally got the power that other Chui Clan members didn’t have!

But the next second, he was filled with horror. “Master, no-!”

“Hehehe… thanks to you, a trash that desired strength, I can live again! How can you be my servant if you’re no different from an ant? Die!”

The terrifying spirit destroyed Chui Sang’s spirit on the spot.

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