In the eyes of the Cultivators patrolling Shigu Ping, the sun in the sky vanished almost instantly.

From a distance, a towering black Qi erupted from the center of the village, and countless spectral images of malevolent spirits shrieked as they swirled and spread.

Mortals touched by the black Qi instantly turned into white bones, and from these bones, flesh-and-blood ghastly demons crawled out, frantically pouncing on other living people.

Shigu Ping, in the blink of an eye, had transformed into an Avici Hell.

"..."

Liu Ciming looked at Jin Tianya on White Bone Mountain, his heart filled with an extreme accumulation of unwillingness and anger.

Under the sweep of his Divine Sense, he could perceive that the other party was completely just borrowing the power of the ink painting!

His mind was slightly at ease.

Currently, Jin Tianya had not fully merged with this ink painting. If he could act quickly, bypass the painting, and directly kill him, the outcome would still be the same!

His Spiritual Qi surged, and his Foundation Establishment Realm cultivation was no longer concealed.

In his palm, pale yellow lightning gradually gathered.

"Three Corpse Yin Thunder!"

Something he never expected happened.

As soon as he activated his Spiritual Qi, his cultivation began to rapidly decline!

What was going on?!

Liu Ciming was almost in the very center of Avici Hell.

He felt as if his cultivation Realm was gradually being slowly Sealed by a layer of strange mist.

In just a few breaths, he had already fallen from the Late Stage Foundation Establishment Realm to the Middle Stage Foundation Establishment Realm!

He was even still falling towards the Early Stage Foundation Establishment.

His Realm was clearly still there, but it was like a painting—visible, but unusable.

The Yin Thunder in his palm, which consumed Spiritual Qi, gradually dissipated, making it difficult to even maintain the most basic Spell form.

Where had Liu Ciming ever seen such a spectacle!?

His mind was greatly shaken, and without further hesitation, he quickly flew out of Shigu Ping.

He only managed to stop once he reached outside Avici Hell.

"What a strange painting..."

Liu Ciming felt lingering fear in his heart and apprehension in his eyes, staring intently at the center of Shigu Ping.

"Is this a Soul Transformation ink painting? Just a painting..."

"Can it make those within it fall in Realm?!"

Avici Hell, at its very center.

Jin Tianya watched Liu Ciming flee in disarray and burst into laughter. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎

It was a laugh of satisfaction, yet also somewhat tragic.

Now that he had merged with the hell transformation diagram, he could be said to have become half a tool spirit of this ink painting.

He could only remain on White Bone Mountain, unable to move, barely able to control a portion of Avici Hell.

In the future, he would probably only be refined by a certain Golden Core or Late Stage Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivator.

There was no longer any hope for survival or freedom.

However, he had already understood its characteristics.

Initially, this was indeed just a painting.

What the Golden Core in the Demon Ruins coveted was the Soul Transformation Great Master’s understanding of the Dao of Avici Hell.

However, now that he had refined himself into the painting, he could not predict what would happen next.

The Avici Hell formed by this painting would continuously devour Mortals and even Qi Refining Realm Cultivators.

If it could devour enough living beings, perhaps it could make his ghost general within the painting more solid, even comparable to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Golden Core Realm and Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators would be affected by this Hell transformation, causing their cultivation to rapidly drop to the Qi Refining Realm.

For a Soul Transformation Realm Great Master, perhaps the meager Spiritual Qi Realm of Qi Refining was no different from a Mortal.

However, Qi Refining Realm Cultivators who stayed in it for a long time would not necessarily have an easier time than Foundation Establishment or Golden Core Realm Cultivators.

Because the true horror of this Avici Hell was not the pervasive ghastly demons.

But rather the hell transformation diagram reflected in the inky blackness.

That was a test of will.

In the reflection of Hell, the sins the Cultivator had committed would emerge.

If one lingered in one place for too long, they would be dragged into it to experience the true Avici Hell!

The ’Immortal Dynasty Ink Painting Record’ states that an old monk from Jingyun Temple once told his Disciple:

"When Wu Sheng Dao Xuan painted the hell transformation diagram of this temple, those treacherous and evil individuals in Chang’an, upon seeing it, often feared their sins and repented."

Only one type of person could walk through this Avici Hell as if on flat ground.

That was someone with a flawless Dao Heart and a clear will!

However, nowadays, let alone this small Chu Kingdom.

Even in the Central Region’s Great Sects and the Tang Empire’s Immortal Dynasty, such people were rare.

Avici Hell was still spreading!

...The commotion at Shigu Ping was simply too great.

Most of the Elders from the Six Major Sects had already arrived, hovering outside Avici Hell.

Cong Yuzhen followed behind Elder Fu, her brows tightly furrowed: "Master."

"Those Mortals..."

Fu Xiao sighed lightly. His Disciple was good in all aspects, except that she was too compassionate.

"This ghost domain is so strange!"

As soon as many Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators stepped into it, their cultivation was affected by the painting’s rules, rapidly plummeting.

"To be able to affect the Heaven and Earth rules within a small space..."

"It must be a treasure of at least a Soul Transformation Realm Cultivator!"

The strange influence made many Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators extremely wary, and everyone also noticed one point.

That was, this Avici Hell seemed to be gradually spreading.

In reality, Jin Tianya had only taken a very short time to become completely familiar with the treasure map.

Foundation Establishment Realm Cultivators were even already unable to enter it.

Perhaps because all the Mortals in Shigu Ping had become ghastly demons within the Realm, the spread of this hell transformation diagram was extremely slow, but it had not stopped.

In other words, there were still Cultivators continuously dying in Shigu Ping!

The Cultivators of the Six Sects on various flying Spiritual Artifacts took in the tragic sight of Shigu Ping.

Great Master Sanjue of Huadu Temple closed his eyes in great sorrow, even sitting down to chant Buddhist scriptures.

The Buddhist Cultivator Disciples behind him followed suit one by one.

Xu Ziqing’s brows were heavy as he looked at the faint phantom of the painting in the distant sky, muttering in disbelief.

"hell transformation diagram?"

He had seen this painting in the inner sect’s library, in an ancient text titled ’Immortal Dynasty Ink Painting Record’.

That was his master, Sect Master Li Jun Daoist of Cave Abyss Sect’s private collection.

He never expected to see the original here.

"No... that’s not right, this is not the original."

Logically, the original hell transformation diagram should be painted in a temple in the Central Region’s Immortal Dynasty.

This should be a copy.

He suddenly came back to his senses and quickly asked Dai Rui of Sheyang Sect, who was beside him.

"Are there any Disciples from my Cave Abyss Sect patrolling Shigu Ping today?"

"Elder Xu, your sect’s Song Yan and Li Qingfeng are among them."

"Besides them, there are also Shen Huai and Ji Chuanqiao from Profound Origin Sect, and from Xuanjian Sect..."

As the captain of Alpha Team, Dai Rui reported to the Elders of the three involved Sects.

Xu Ziqing’s brows furrowed even deeper.

He focused his gaze into Shigu Ping. Fortunately, Shigu Ping’s terrain was relatively low, and the residential buildings were generally short, making the scene within clearly visible.

He quickly found Song Yan and Li Qingfeng... To be honest.

Even now, Song Yan didn’t know what exactly had happened.

His only thought was self-preservation.

Sword Qi shot from his fingertips, killing several ghastly demons that followed like shadows.

But in just that brief moment of pause, from the ink-like blackness on the ground, withered black hands would stretch out and grab his ankles.

Pulling him downwards.

Demonic sounds swirled in his ears, and hazy illusions appeared in his eyes.

"What exactly is this?!"

However, fortunately, beneath the Zhen Dao Sword Mansion, the small sword formed by his Dao Heart occasionally hummed softly, dispelling the chaotic illusions before his eyes.

"Xiao He! Can you tell? Are these ghastly demons real?"

Blue-gold spiritual light flickered in Xiao He’s eyes, and her voice held a hint of fear.

"They’re real!"

Receiving Xiao He’s affirmative answer, he couldn’t help but doubt his life.

He looked up slightly.

Above Shigu Ping were countless ghastly demons and the faint, appearing and disappearing hell transformation diagram.

An absurd thought flashed through his mind.

Could it be that he had suddenly died... and gone to Hell?