purgatory artist

Chapter 7

Such a posture is simply creepy!
Liu Ping clenched the broken blade and slashed hard, cutting off the hands pinching him.

Fortunately, there is a knife in hand!

Just as he was thinking, the next moment, another hand stretched out and strangled him tightly.

"Catch me?"

Liu Ping danced the Broken Blade airtightly, cutting off all attacking arms immediately.

But more hands swarmed in and squeezed into a group, surrounding Liu Ping without interruption.

But seeing the wave of arms like the vast sea, the light of the knife fluttered up and down, cutting out an endless rain of blood, and those severed arms were thrown out together with the blood, and quickly sank into the ground, and then revived again, appeared, and grabbed Liu Ping past!

"Don't think about it!"

Suddenly, a cold sword light flashed from afar.

All the hands holding Liu Ping were blown away.

Two figures fell.

——Those two monks!

"Take him away, I'll block it."

The Jindan cultivator held the long sword.

The Qi Refining cultivator rushed up, pulled Liu Ping and ran towards the direction outside the cemetery.

"Wait, why did you run away?"

Liu Ping asked.

He hesitated for a moment just now, and finally put away his defensive posture.

Among these two people was a golden core swordsman, and he was exhausted, if he wanted to kill him, there was no need to beat around the bush.

In the beginning, they were the ones who helped him with the Huisheng Powder.

The Qi Refining Cultivator led him all the way and said without looking back:

"It can't be finished, there will be more powerful guys coming out soon-not only you have to escape, but we have to go faster after you leave safely."

Liu Ping felt something in his heart and couldn't help but look back.

A piercing scream came from the depths of the earth:

"It's useless, he can't escape!"

The world shook.

Infinite black mist emerged from the ground, wrapped around Liu Ping's body, and disappeared after a few breaths.

Lines of burning small characters quickly appeared before Liu Ping's eyes:

"You are locked!"

"Warning, you are locked!"

"For three hours, you will continue to emit strange fluctuations, allowing trackers to notice your movements in time!"

Jindan Jianxiu sternly shouted: "Evil obstacle——"

Wind-like fluctuations radiated from him, blowing away all the rainwater in the cemetery.

But seeing a dazzling sword light piercing through the cold wind and rain, flashing away in the darkness, piercing the ground in an instant.

A roar that shook the world came from the ground:

"A fish that slipped through the net...don't try to escape..."

The earth squirmed, as if something extremely huge was breaking through the ground.

At this moment, Liu Ping suddenly felt that there was something extra in his hand.

It was stuffed by the practitioner in the Qi refining period.

Liu Ping looked down and saw that it was a black talisman.

In his life, he has seen countless kinds of talismans, and he can be regarded as the person who is most familiar with the way of talismans in the entire practice world.

——Even the master can't compare to him.

But he didn't recognize this black talisman.

"They will hunt your soul and body until they enslave you!"

The Qi Refining Cultivator said hastily: "Remember, you have never been to the tomb."

The monk pointed at the talisman, and in an instant, a cloud of blue aura appeared on the talisman, completely covering Liu Ping.

"Wait, what is this for?" Liu Ping asked hastily.

"The person who senses this talisman will come to help you and take you away from the world of death—go!"

The monk pushed Liu Ping hard.

hum!
The talisman was fully activated.

Liu Ping staggered, as if being pulled by something, his whole body turned into a swift afterimage, and suddenly rushed straight into the void.

The roar of monsters, the wailing of the dead, the anger of monks——

All the voices were thrown behind, and went away in a very short time, as if they stopped abruptly.

Everything is blurred like a line.

Only the whistling wind was left in Liu Ping's ears, and his whole body was dragged in one direction by that extremely strong force, unable to move at all.

It seems like a long time has passed, and it seems that only a moment has passed——

Liu Ping slammed into the darkness.

dark.

dark.

dark.

Infinite silence and darkness.

There was no sound other than his own breathing.

Everything seemed like a nightmare.

Liu Ping gasped for a moment, felt something in his heart, stretched out his hand and gently pushed upward——

The darkness that weighed on him was pushed away.

A faint and dim light shone on his face in the distance.

He stood up and looked down, only to realize that he was standing in a coffin.

"here is--"

Taking advantage of the dim light, he looked around.

This is an extremely wide underground cave, where coffins are buried in the soil, or embedded in the rock wall, densely arranged, extending towards the distant front, and finally covered by mist, unable to see the end.

coffin.cave.underground.

The faint wind lingered around endlessly, making long and short whimpering sounds, which made people feel hairy.

Liu Ping carefully looked around.

—nobody showed up.

There is a decaying smell in the air, as if the whole world has been dead for a long time.

Liu Ping tried his best to keep calm, his eyes turned to the void.

I saw lines of small characters floating in the void:

"You have obtained a token that hides time and space: the talisman of the spirit."

"This object has been detected, and its properties are determined to be similar to space-time anchors."

"When you are in a special environment, you can use this item to immediately enter a corresponding hidden time and space."

"Other features: none."

——A keepsake?
When did I ever get something like this?
Liu Ping thought suspiciously.

But he saw an arrow appearing in the void, pointing straight at his hand.

In his hand, the black talisman flickered from time to time, as if trying to sense something.

It turned out to be the case.

Liu Ping sighed wearily, put the black talisman into his arms, and lay back in the coffin again.

In any case, he was exhausted to the extreme and had to rest for a while.

……

After a while.

"anyone there?"

"Is there anyone alive?"

"—It's okay to die, is there anyone?"

Liu Ping's voice echoed in the empty underground for a long time, but there was no response.

He lowered his arms slumped, and kicked away the coffin beside him.

The coffin is empty.

Looking from the direction he came from, he opened many coffins along the way, but he couldn't see a single corpse.

All coffins are empty.

I have regained consciousness.

Could it be that the dead people here have regained consciousness just like themselves?

So……

What about Master?
Liu Ping walked to a coffin, put his hand in, and touched the scratches on the inner wall of the coffin.

"...The traces of the fingers are a little distorted..."

he murmured softly.

A picture quietly emerged in his mind:

The dead person woke up suddenly, and for some reason, scratched the coffin with his fingers in the coffin.

But these scratches are too messy, probably not to leave any marks and information.

Liu Ping carefully looked at those scratches, silently imagining the other party's actions, and two words gradually came to his mind.

fear, and...

pain.

Liu Ping stood up and walked to another coffin.

There were not many scratches in the coffin, but a pool of dried black blood was left behind.

He took a look and walked to the third coffin.

On the edge of the coffin, a deep handprint was left.

Liu Ping stretched out his hand, and gently pressed it together with that handprint——

"It's a bit like grabbing the coffin desperately and not wanting to leave..."

He sighed, took out a bigu pill from the storage bag, stuffed it in his mouth and chewed slowly.

Incredible.

This turned out to be the world of death.

As a living person who has just regained consciousness, the whole thing has exceeded his original imagination, and it is impossible to speculate at all.

"Now I need help."

he said.

There was only whimpering wind all around.

no one.Nothing bothered him either.

In the void, two lines of small characters kept flashing:

"You are locked!"

"Remaining time: two hours and 53 minutes."

Looking at the two lines of small characters, Liu Ping felt a sense of crisis in his heart.

That swordsman was still buying time for himself.

Now we have to figure out a way!

But I am just a Qi refining cultivator, and in the completely unknown world of death, how can I get rid of the monster's hunt so easily?
Liu Ping pondered for a few breaths, and said to the void:
"Hey, I was almost killed just now!"

"Originally, I could teleport to the Western Wilderness camp, but in order to touch that dead man for you, I was locked by the monster and might be killed at any time—what about the help you promised?"

For a while.

Lines of small characters slowly emerged in the void:
"You touched Wang Cheng (monster)."

"This sequence has obtained information about the corpse."

"The analysis has been completed."

"Find the monster type from the void database and perform a matching check."

"Result: No matching category."

"You have discovered a previously unknown monster."

"—This sequence draws a preliminary conclusion:"

"This monster is a unique species in the world of death, quite interesting."

"You need to search further for intelligence and find out the truth behind all this."

"Since you have already carried out an adventurous fight, you have helped this sequence discover unknown species—"

"This sequence will give you some help without exposing yourself."

"Congratulations."

"You have obtained the following extraordinary abilities:"

"Mysterious Side Spell: 'A Man Without a Part'."

All the small characters flickered for a moment, then gradually disappeared.

Liu Ping couldn't help but said: "Hey, this is your so-called help? My knife is broken, so you can give me a weapon anyway. What the hell is this 'a person without a role' good for?"

Soon, a new line of small characters appeared in front of his eyes:
"Don't underestimate this ability. In the endless world, the more inexplicable something is, the more powerful it is to make people frightened."

Liu Ping was immediately interested, and quickly asked: "Is it really so strong? What is the use of this ability?"

See also a line of small characters appearing:

"Mysterious Side Art: A Man Without a Part."

"Acting ability."

"It can be activated once every twelve hours, and it lasts for a quarter of an hour."

"When you activate it, you will enter the deepest state of hiding your powers and biding your time. Many laws of the world will avoid you, and you will not attract any excessive attention from any existence."

"Speak simply." Liu Ping frowned.

The small characters appeared quickly, and the conclusion was expressed:
"To put it simply—"

"Every living thing that sees you will treat you as a worthless piece of trash."

Liu Ping fell silent.

Rubbish……

He looked at the few lines of words in the void, and said with difficulty: "Is this really the kind of powerful ability that makes people dread?"

A line of fine print responded:
"Being treated like garbage is actually a very powerful thing, come on!"

These small characters flashed, and completely disappeared from Liu Ping's eyes, leaving only the two lines of small characters that had always existed before:
"You are locked."

"Time remaining: two hours and 48 minutes."

(End of this chapter)