Free Web NovelChapter 598: Chapter 48: Stealing the Sutra (Part 2)
Above.
The cave closes, the stone gate shut tight.
The figure of the Fengdu Ghost King, Zhou Qi, appears in the scene, confirming there are no mistakes, before flying towards the sky.
A moment later.
"He’s gone!"
Having received the message from the Ghost King’s Divine Split, and confirmed that Zhou Qi has left Fengdu City, Fang Zheng gathers his spirit and steps towards the prepared magic altar.
With his current cultivation base, he still needs to rely on the altar to cast spells, to ensure everything goes smoothly.
"Heavenly spirit, earthly spirit, Netherworld ghosts heed my command!"
"Swiftly!"
He mutters under his breath, his eyes shining brightly, as a phantom snake eye appears out of thin air and slowly opens.
Through his gaze, the scene deep within the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts unfolds in front of him.
"Phew..."
Fang Zheng exhales a breath of turbid air:
"As expected of the secret technique exclusive to the Ancient Divine Spirits, it truly can ignore distance to see across space. It’s a good thing I fused Nanny Cui’s soul into it, otherwise, whether I could connect through the Fengdu Grand Array is another matter."
"Now..."
"Only the last step remains!"
The Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts was established by the predecessors of the Yama Sect over a thousand years ago, and it is the most mysterious place in Fengdu Ghost City.
It hides countless mysteries.
If I can take a glimpse, it wouldn’t have been in vain to waste so much effort.
......
The body descends, the sensation of weightlessness rises.
Although Ma Ning knows this is the path to the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, she can’t help but feel a bit of fear.
How much longer?
Falling!
Constantly falling!
At a certain moment.
"Hmm!"
Her body comes to a halt, her feet planted firmly, her body shakes slightly before she manages to stabilize.
Just as she regains her footing and before she has time to inspect her surroundings, an overwhelming force pulls her towards the end.
"Whoosh..."
At a certain moment.
The scene before her brightens suddenly.
Countless white points of light appear around her, and a massive stone stele emerges into view.
Here,
is the deepest part of the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
"Boom..."
"Rumble..."
Deafening roars erupt, their origin unknown, like countless people’s shouts uncontrollably filling the eardrums.
Yama Heart Sutra!
Bone Ascension Technique!
Record of Inquiry!
...
Various Dharma Gates, all rushing into her mind.
But when she listens carefully, the sound disappears again, leaving only the vast roar echoing ceaselessly.
The less she wants to hear, the clearer the sound becomes.
The more she wants to listen, the more she can’t hear.
Those white points represent various Dharma Gates, inheritances, that can be grasped entirely with a mere touch.
But it’s just an illusion.
Before coming, Ghost Granny’s warnings rise to mind.
’Dharma has a Primordial Spirit, the predecessors hid many Dharma Gates here, their collective Divine Thought unconsciously radiates out.’
’Do not listen, and definitely do not attempt to understand the contents; becoming obsessed with them will lead to confusion.’
’Even those strong as Ghost Kings have tried and found the sounds incomplete, the key parts of the Dharma Gates are hard to hear.’
"So don’t waste time once you’re inside."
Steadying her spirit, Ma Ning sits cross-legged, employing the Ghostly Illusion Technique, and simultaneously gazes at the stone stele ahead.
As her cultivation technique operates within her, some of the white lights spill out, while some are attracted to her.
’The inheritance within the white light is true, but one cannot touch it; it must be lured in so it merges into the body.’
’I cultivate in the Ghostly Illusion Technique, and attract Dharma Gates harmonious with it; those incompatible will reject my aura and automatically distance themselves.’
’The closer you draw to the core of the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts, the more and higher grade the Dharma Gates and inheritances, while the opposite is true on the outskirts.’
’There could even be a chance to obtain long-lost Divine Powers or Secret Arts, all depending on one’s fortune.’
’This is why the benefits the top three earn when they reach the core are far greater than others.’
"Hmm!"
Ma Ning lets out a muffled moan, feeling a vast aura surge in from the Baihui Acupoint, spreading to her limbs and bones.
Purification!
Inside her, the Inner Core quietly operates, her pure Mana continuously flowing, strengthening her body and Primordial Spirit.
Meanwhile.
Unbeknownst to Ma Ning, the scar on her shoulder slowly wriggles, blinking like a true eye.
Everything seen by that eye, falls completely within Fang Zheng’s vision.
Even,
her senses are remotely manipulated.
"Swish!"
A flash of black light.
The pitch-black eye detaches from Ma Ning’s body on its own accord, approaching the massive stone stele, and numerous characters one by one enter the field of vision.
Yama Heart Sutra!
The complete version of the Yama Heart Sutra!
Not only is the complete Yama Heart Sutra engraved on the stone tablet, but on the back, there’s also a sculpture, resembling the Yama Visualization Method.
Upon closer inspection, it looks more like the fallen ancient divine spirit, Yama.
’As expected!’
’The Yama Visualization Method and Yama Heart Sutra originate from the same source, both are ancient divine spirits.’
"That one was truly remarkable, not only crafting magical treasures to travel to other realms but also leaving behind the inheritance of the Yama Sect."
"What a pity..."
"Ultimately, it’s still hard to escape fate!"
"What kind of might did the first generation Celestial Master have to sweep through the ancient gods?"
Steadying himself, Fang Zheng gazed at the Yama Heart Sutra through the void, memorizing the twelve heart methods one by one.
The first three layers of the Heart Sutra belong to the Warlock.
The middle five layers belong to the Mage.
The ninth and tenth layers belong to the Master.
Among them, Meng Po, White Bone, and Mountain Monarch are likely the ninth layer, while Black Mountain Demon and Fengdu Ghost King are the tenth layer.
The eleventh layer is the Rogue Immortal.
For thousands of years, no one in the Yama Secret Realm has ever cultivated to the eleventh layer.
As for the twelfth layer...
Like the twelfth layer of the Elemental Thunder Skill, it’s merely a theoretical deduction; no one has ever achieved it.
If achieved,
one becomes a Celestial Master!
But even Yama, the original source of the Yama Sect, was only at the Scattered Immortal Realm and was still slain by the Celestial Master.
Successors have been unable to surpass him.
"Hmm!"
With a muffled snort, Fang Zheng’s vision became blurry, and his perception dulled.
"Is the duration this short?"
He had memorized the Yama Heart Sutra, but there were still many benefits to be gained here; leaving now would be too wasteful.
With a thought, he directly controlled Nanny Cui to perform the Seven Kills Spell.
"Boom..."
Yin energy burned, vision became clear again, and the Celestial Snake Dharma Eye rotated, casting its gaze on several points of white light.
As the mana operated, the white light was attracted, slowly approaching.
"No!"
Nanny Cui struggled desperately, but to no avail.
The Seven Kills Spell allowed Fang Zheng to see more clearly, but it required the constant consumption of her essence qi, even her soul.
Just in a moment, the ghost body dissolved and faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Until...
It completely dissipated!
The extreme fear made Nanny Cui scream and plead frantically.
But it was all in vain.
Fang Zheng did not care about her feelings; his goal was to gain enough benefits in the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
He directly ignored Nanny Cui’s voice.
Time passed.
One by one, the inheritances within the white light were absorbed by Fang Zheng.
And Nanny Cui...
Her consciousness gradually became blurry, and her ghost body was approaching nothingness, likely dissipating in the next moment.
......
"Good!"
Inside the room.
Fang Zheng’s eyes shone brightly, unable to suppress a low exclamation.
"The Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts actually holds the insights of the Yama Sect’s ancestors on the Yama Heart Sutra, equivalent to a Dharma Transmission."
"No wonder those who enter will emerge with rapidly increasing cultivation, and even their combat experience seems significantly improved."
"..."
"So that’s how it is, with this method as a cover, one can conceal themselves from the suppression of the Yama Secret Realm on outside cultivators."
"Although incapable of exerting full strength, a Martial Sect’s cultivation should be about seventy to eighty percent effective."
"Hmm?"
Before he could finish speaking, his vision suddenly blackened, and the perception attached to the Celestial Snake Dharma Eye was withdrawn from the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
"The Dharma Eye has collapsed..."
......
Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.
Nanny Cui, left with just a wisp of lingering breath, struggled to turn and float toward Ma Ning, eyes filled with the desire to survive.
She was unwilling.
’No matter what, I must witness Erya entering the Inner City with my own eyes.’
’Fang Yan, if you break your promise, even if I find myself in Eternal Purgatory, I will never let you go!’
Perhaps it was her obsession, or perhaps it was fate.
At the brink of soul dispersion, her soul finally touched Ma Ning, retracting into that scar.
"Hmm?"
Ma Ning seemed to sense something, opening her eyes to look toward her shoulder.
Strange?
Yesterday, I had the same feeling.
Forget it!
Shaking her head, she knew the importance of the situation, and time was precious; it was better to focus on comprehending the cultivation technique.
