Capítulo 649: Chapter 633 The Traitor of Qingping Temple Isn’t Dead

Chi Zhenzi truly was infuriated by his foolish disciple to the point of nearly spilling three liters of blood—the Thousand-Mile Tracking Technique, if not removed, their opponent would be able to locate him wherever he went and follow suit.

Sha Yuanzi was baffled, Thousand-Mile Tracking Technique?

When was it cast?

Chi Zhenzi looked at his disciple’s stupid appearance and grew so angry that his face twisted fiercely. He calculated with his fingers and the conclusion was fatal!

The divination depicted a disaster omen, with dark clouds gathering overhead and all things collapsing.

This was an extremely ominous sign!

This foolish disciple had attracted an evil spirit without even realizing it.

“Hurry and gather our things, we must leave immediately!” Chi Zhenzi showed not the slightest intention of staying and waiting for someone to come.

He had lived under a false name for thirty years, all to restore his cultivation to its peak. That’s why he’d been so cautious and cherishing his feathers, waiting for the future.

Because of this, he wouldn’t wait around for someone to come and fight.

The divination was clear.

He dared not gamble!

Nothing was more important than the restoration of his cultivation!

Sha Yuanzi furrowed his brows and said, “Master, are the two of us disciples not enough to fear one person?”

“Shut your mouth, if you were that capable, would someone have cast the Thousand-Mile Tracking Technique on you without your knowledge? Hurry and gather… no, it’s too late!” Chi Zhenzi first flung several talismans toward the wooden hut, casting a spell to summon the Heavenly Thunder to bomb it, causing the hut to burn up quickly.

Sha Yuanzi stood there dumbfounded; how did his home disappear without even stepping inside it on this visit.

Chi Zhenzi: “Don’t you have any clue in your heart?”

While rubbing off some magic on the back of Sha Yuanzi’s neck, he cast another spell, taking the Yin Road and pulling him into it.

And just as the door to the Yin Road shut, Qin Liuxi had emerged from another Void to find the wooden hut aflame and snorted coldly.

“Quite the swift escape!”

She drew a talisman out of thin air; with both hands performing a Sealing, she cast the Rain Transformation spell, and a light drizzle fell from above the hut. Soon after, the blazing fire was extinguished, leaving only wisps of blue smoke drifting upward.

Qin Liuxi was not in a hurry to enter, but first looked around, fixating her gaze on the aura of this Mountain Pass. Upon closer inspection, her expression darkened.

This Mountain Pass actually hid a small Dragon Vein—no wonder they found this secluded place to Cultivate where the Spiritual Energy was much richer than elsewhere, naturally doubling their effectiveness in Cultivation.

But now that people had fled, this place should be hers, time to let the old man come here to Cultivate.

Qin Liuxi surveyed this spot of Qi Fortune and then strolled around the wooden hut, stepping onto a large flat boulder.

This large rock seemed to have been polished by someone, with the Qingping Taoist Heart Sutra carved upon it, filled in with vermillion, Qin Liuxi looked closely at the Heart Sutra, her eyes turning cold again.

This was the introductory Heart Sutra of Qingping Temple, not to be passed on except to the direct disciples of the inner gate, yet it was carved here, surrounded by various runes aiding in Cultivation.

Qin Liuxi squatted down and reached out with her hand, touching a few characters.

Chi Zhenzi.

Indeed, it was that traitor apprentice brother who had harmed the old man. He had not perished, still living in this world under a concealed identity, and he even took a disciple named Sha Yuanzi.

This indicated a murderous intent towards the Master.

Qin Liuxi stood up, her expression cold and stern, then turned and walked toward the wooden hut still emitting smoke.

She arrived at an opportune time, but couldn’t withstand the fierce flames from the enemy, who had also used a Lightning Summoning Talisman, leaving the house charred, messy inside, with everyday living items and some burned scriptures.

Enduring the faint repelling odor inside the house, she walked closer.

She flipped through the damaged scriptures, which recorded those available in Qingping Temple. Then she turned to a desk, on which were drawn the strange runes of an Array Plate, with unused vermillion left on the desk.

Qin Liuxi walked into a slightly gloomier small room inside the house, in which there were several divine statues hung, an incense burner, yellow paper, and all kinds of necessities required for Taoist practices.

Besides these, there were other filthy things piled up in the corner.

Qin Liuxi looked around, removed a brick from the wall, and took out a scroll of paper, which revealed several evil magic spells upon opening.

“Master truly did not wrong you by killing you,” she said, frowning in disgust. With a thought, a flame curled around the scrolls, and she threw them into the house before walking away.

She disliked everything here, and thus, decided to destroy it all.

The fire behind her grew increasingly intense, burning away all vestiges of evil.

Qin Liuxi turned her back on the wooden house, lost in thought.

A crafty rabbit has three burrows; there wasn’t much of importance here, so the traitor must have other hiding places.

How tenacious in clinging to survival!

Chi Zhenzi came to another location with Sha Yuanzi, angrily flipping over the wooden table in front of the house.

The Mountain Pass he had carefully found was both secret and housed a small Dragon Vein, rich in Spiritual Energy, making it perfect for cultivation.

Yet now it was exposed.

All because of the stupid disciple before him!

Chi Zhenzi’s gaze towards Sha Yuanzi became dark and sinister, filled with evil spirit.

Years of habit made Sha Yuanzi instinctively kneel down, looking just like a child who had done wrong, with a hint of timidity in his eyes.

Chi Zhenzi’s eyes lacked any emotion as he said coldly, “Making mistakes must be punished; this rule has never changed under my tutelage.”

Sha Yuanzi shivered and hung his head: “Please, master, impose the punishment.”

Chi Zhenzi brought out an Array Plate from inside the house, lifting his hand and sending it flying, his voice chilling, “Reflect and comprehend within.”

The once shaded canyon instantly changed the scene.

Sha Yuanzi found himself in a pit filled with the bones and resentful souls of myriad people, the yin energy dense as ink, enveloping him entirely, seeping into every crevice.

A bone-chilling coldness spread throughout him.

Sha Yuanzi formed a spell with his hands and opened his eyes to see piles of bones autonomously assembling from the ground into skeletons, with resentful souls flying into them, immediately moving as swiftly as the wind, lunging towards him.

The Ten Thousand Bones Soul Devouring Array.

An Array Plate forged with the bones and souls of myriad people, once activated, the bones would assemble into humanoid skeletons, these skeleton warriors being inexhaustible; if one fell apart, another would reassemble and rise, attacking with the force of a living person. In addition, the resentful souls without skeleton bones would bite at the people within the Array.

Once bitten by a yin soul, both body and soul would feel as though they were being gnawed, causing extreme pain.

The longer one stayed in the Array, the more severely they would be eroded by the yin energy. Those with weaker constitutions and inherently yin would not survive, and even if they did, they would be afflicted with bone-deep coldness and their body chilled, hindering longevity.

Yet it was also said, in extremes things tend to reverse, for those with strong and resilient minds, this may serve to temper their own bodies. If one’s cultivation could surge, the yin energy be of little concern, instead, allowing them to become yin people, whose blood carried the poison of chilling yin, harming the victim’s internal organs.

This Array Plate, personally refined by Chi Zhenzi, had the massacre site of a battle as the Array Core, its power augmented year by year with runes, turning it into a formidable tool for fighting.

And the first to experience the power of the Ten Thousand Bones Array was himself; should he make a mistake, he would be cast into it by his master.

And he, had long grown accustomed to it.