Chapter 1224: Chapter 284: Inscription on the Cliff, Secret Treasure Revealed

Bo Qing’s Primordial Power attack hit Tan Su’s body, but the mysterious and strange symbols on her flashed slightly.

The force of the attack was absorbed.

Even Di Shen’s Demon Blood Blade was no exception.

Tan Su’s body, strengthened by the strange inscriptions, was like an Invincible Golden Body, allowing them to unleash all kinds of wild attacks, yet unable to defeat her.

"What exactly is this ghostly physique, so powerful?"

Bo Qing and Di Shen exchanged glances.

Both of them, seasoned combat veterans, had never seen such an extraordinary physique among human cultivators or demon beasts and spiritual beasts.

"Hahaha, aren’t the two of you quite formidable? Each of you clamors to kill me? As long as I have this treasure for a day, no one in the Ancient Nine Provinces can defeat me. I’ll kill that bitch inside first, making you both suffer beyond words."

With a tremor of her arms, the strange inscriptions on Tan Su transformed into a violent flame, roaring towards Di Shen and Bo Qing.

The flames were incredibly fierce, shooting up violently upon touching the ground to form a Fire Wall.

The fire, capable of melting gold and bones, is unbearable even for gods and demons.

Di Shen and Bo Qing retreated a few steps.

Pushing back the two, Tan Su’s eyes flashed with ferocity.

She rushed towards the cave.

"Wife (Ling Yue)!"

Di Shen and Bo Qing shouted simultaneously, urgency burning in their hearts.

Tan Su seemed poised to strike Ye Lingyue.

From Di Shen’s throat, strange sounds emanated, he roared furiously at the heavens.

On his body, Demon Marks seemed to sprout suddenly from the earth.

A fierce and dreadful demonic power exploded from around him, enough to swallow the rivers and mountains.

The intensity of the Demon Energy collided fiercely with the Fire Wall before him.

"You?!"

Bo Qing’s heart trembled. Demon and demon originate from the same source, and from Di Shen, he sensed a power so familiar it could not be more familiar.

This same power was identical to that of Ghost Emperor Wu Chong.

Looking at Di Shen’s originally handsome and unrivaled face, now marked with hideous demon marks, Bo Qing’s body shook, suddenly realizing something.

Di Shen... Ghost Emperor... Could it be that Di Shen is actually Ghost Emperor Wu Chong?

The demonic power froze the flames, Di Shen’s figure flashed out, darting toward the cave.

"Too late, Ye Lingyue, I’ll grind you up and scatter your ashes. I want to see, when you’re burnt beyond recognition, whether anyone still loves you."

Tan Su was surprised by Di Shen’s sudden outbreak, but she had already taken the lead, darting into the cave.

She grabbed Ye Lingyue with one hand, slamming her viciously against the cave wall. Seeing Ye Lingyue’s face twisted in pain brought Tan Su perverse joy.

The flames in Tan Su’s hand roared, intent on burning Ye Lingyue alive.

"You madman."

Ye Lingyue grasped Tan Su’s hand, but Tan Su’s transformed body contained terrifying strength, resisting any attempt to move her.

Her skin blistered under the scorching flames.

Ye Lingyue’s vision blurred; she seemed to hear Di Shen calling.

Her eyes gradually darkened.

Suddenly, two silver-gray flames appeared in her pupils.

Tan Su laughed wildly but suddenly felt another pair of hands on her arms. The nearly lifeless Ye Lingyue abruptly opened her eyes.

Her right hand punched Tan Su’s face.

Tan Su merely scoffed, having no fear of attacks from Di Shen and Bo Qing, let alone from Ye Lingyue.

But as the punch landed, Tan Su’s body flew backward, rolling onto the ground.

"What?"

Tan Su lay incredulous on the ground, looking at Ye Lingyue.

A cluster of silver-white flames emerged around Ye Lingyue.

Unlike normal flames, the ones surrounding Ye Lingyue weren’t dazzling but possessed a mysterious power.

A black Little Cauldron appeared on her right hand.

With its appearance, the narrow cave suddenly shook.

Previously flawless walls revealed inscriptions one after another.

"No? Impossible?"

Seeing the inscriptions, Tan Su screamed as if facing the most terrifying sight.

Moreover, when inscriptions appeared on the walls.

The runes on Tan Su began to dim, disappearing one by one.

"No, don’t disappear, the secret treasure, it’s mine."

Frantic, Tan Su lunged at the cave wall, pleading or perhaps in a desperate struggle.

The bright inscriptions on the wall dazzled Tan Su.

How could there be so many inscriptions?

She recalled last time, when given recognition by the Qiulin Ruins, the walls showed only over two hundred words, whereas the inscription-filled handkerchief that drove her father mad had just over a hundred.

But today, mysterious wall inscriptions reached a full five hundred and one.

They formed a complete Cauldron Name.

Each character was no larger than a fly’s head.

As the black Little Cauldron appeared, the inscriptions on the wall seemed to come to life, breaking out one by one, flying towards the black Little Cauldron.

The cauldron bore new inscriptions.

"So this is the secret treasure of Qiulin Ruins. Tan Su, I thought you possessed Cauldron Spirit; turns out you only had Cauldron Name. And this Cauldron Name rightfully belongs to me."

As Di Shen and Bo Qing rushed in, Ye Lingyue’s eyes were icy.

The Gray Fire surged fiercely around her, like mist.

"Ling Yue?"

Bo Qing stepped forward, only for the Gray Fire to blaze fiercely, forcing him back.

"Stay back, something’s off with Wife."

Di Shen stared at Ye Lingyue within the Gray Fire.

Ye Lingyue seemed possessed by the Heavenly Gods, with eyes devoid of warmth, radiating a holy, inviolable aura.

Her body seemed influenced by the mystical runes to some extent.

"Inscriptions, give them back to me."

Tan Su, still unwilling, stumbled forward, trying to seize the Qian Cauldron in Ye Lingyue’s hand.

The Cauldron unexpectedly emitted two-colored Cauldron Breath; when Tang Su touched it, her body exploded with a thud.

"Presumptuous, mere mortals dare desecrate the Jiu Provinces Qian Cauldron’s might."

An icy statement slipped from Ye Lingyue’s lips.

"You’re here for the Divine Cauldron too, presumptuous. I’ll kill you together."

She raised her eyes towards Di Shen and Bo Qing, the Qian Cauldron in her hand flashed black, the Cauldron Breath coiling, poised to attack and kill Di Shen and Bo Qing.