《The Sword Dynasty》Book 8: Chapter 46: Long Ago
Advertisement
From when the black crystal stone started to heat up until it was completely red, it only took a breath. At this time, the young cultivators who had entered the hall of the Twelve Shamans or were close to him and had not yet entered were all giving out energy vibrations, so no one sensed his abnormality.
Yet just like the vibrations when the Twelve Shamans returned, the crystal stone in his hand caused vibrations in the formations deep in the ancestral hall. Or in other words, some of the layouts buried deep in the ancestral hall sensed the presence of the crystal and started to wake up.
In one of the halls between the Twelve Shaman halls, there was a crowned crystal disc which was over a hundred feet wide. Under the pure clear black crystal disc was a deep cylindrical pit. Inside were countless complex crystal formations visible to the naked eye. There were crystal stones of different shapes floating or tangled together like gears. There were also several profound black lines of light passing constantly among the crystal stones.
Above the black crystal disc were seven old people, sitting in positions reflecting the Big Dipper. In many legends of the Qi Dynasty, the Big Dipper was a sign of death. The real reason was that when the astral energy from that part of the sky fell to the world, it greatly affected the energies of yin and ghosts.
These seven old people had clothing and skin stained in the black crystal by the energies of the hall. They had stayed in the hall for nearly a century, guarding the hall for generations. The guards of the hall had been strictly selected. All of them cultivated how to protect and control the hall’s formations. So when they started to learn such knowledge, they were forbidden from leaving the ancestral hall, making sure that all the secrets of the ancestral hall formations could not be leaked out. From a certain sense, they were not just the guard and maintainers of the ancestral hall, they were also a symbol.
Advertisement
When there were unusual sounds coming from the deep formation hub under them, these seven old people opened their eyes at the same time. They started to search for the origin of this abnormality in shock. Instantly, dozens of flames spread out from their bodies. These were all black, and changed into different shapes. Some were like twisting snakes, some were like flames, and others were like wandering ghosts.
These black flames started to flow along the walls of the cave, going into other caves, going down below the crystal disc, and into some of the scripts. Their consciousnesses searched in key formation hubs but still could not find the source of the problem. They were just sure that these were not natural vibrations from the return of the Twelve Shamans.
“Why is it like this?” the leader shouted in disbelief.
Below the crystal disc where he sat, among many black crystals, there was one stone which was carved into the shape of an infant. This black crystal infant reached its fingers. Occasionally, a thread of black yin energy would flow out and touch the different crystal stones around it. This black infant was one of the key hubs of the ancestral hall’s formation. At this time, he saw a golden thread of energy come out of the fingers of the black crystal infant.
In the next moment, with a boom, an enormous power charged from below. A faint golden rush surged from the black crystal disc they sat on, and threw them up into the air. At the same time, countless golden threats roamed among the formation scripts they were familiar with.
Waves of enormous power kept on surging, forming invisible barriers. These barriers which were invisible to the eye but easily sensed by the conscious had originally been the protective formations of the cave. But now, they were activated in chaos, and even the hub of the formation had been locked, with the seven guardians trapped here in the hall.
Advertisement
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Many heavy crashing sounds came along the passageway to the hall of the Twelve Shamans. The bodies of many young cultivators collided with these invisible barriers. They were easily bounced back, hitting the ground or the walls heavily. The young cultivators who had entered the hall of the Twelve Shamans were trapped inside the hall, and those who had not entered were blocked outside.
The seven guardians had ashen faces. They touched the crystal disc or the invisible barriers with their hands, their bodies trembling. They finally understood why the Twelve Shaman’s heads had been stolen before.
It was not that the disciples of the grandmaster who had started to fight after the grandmaster passed, but because there had been problems with the builders of the hall! Among the people who had created the formation for the grandmaster in the past, one of them had other thoughts. When setting up the formation, he had hidden a secret key inside which was above their control of the formation.
And now, someone had activated a formation hub that they did not know of!
The sounds of bone breaking, pain, and terror filled the passage. The vital energy of some young cultivators naturally reacted when they encountered resistance. But the more power they reacted with, the more backlash they received.
So some young cultivators immediately turned into bloody gore, the blood spraying all over the hall of the Twelve Shamans. In the extreme chaos, no one noticed that Su Qin was not affected by the invisible barriers at all. Among the sound of heavy impact and flying waves of energy, he was like a fish which passed through the water curtain, silently entering one of the halls of the Twelve Shamans.
The stone seal and key in his hand came from Zheng Xiu. When one of the traitors of the hall set up a secret hub above all other controls of the formation, after stealing the heads of the Twelve Shamans, and ending this important inheritance, he naturally was pursued by all cultivators who cultivated yin energy and ghosts. This traitor finally fled overseas, and Jiaodong Commandery had spent countless years to finally obtain this thing.
Jiaodong Commandery had many things that had passed to Zheng Xiu’s hands, but these things were undoubtedly the most important. Zheng Xiu giving them to him naturally had deeper intentions. The schemes she used were usually two birds with one stone, and with many more moves following. She used the heads of the Twelve Shamans for the alliance of the Qi Emperor. And now, she wanted to have Su Qin record some of the methods after the Twelve shamans returned to take back to the Qin.
The complete methods would only appear when the heads returned to the Shamans. In order to have Su Qin record some of the methods, she had made other arrangements. Yes, the only thing she had not thought of was that all her knowledge of the ancestral hall came from Jiaodong Commandery.
But in one of the libraries of the Chu Dynasty, there were records of the ancestral hall. The history of the Chu Dynasty was longer than that of the Jiaodong Commandery and Qin Dynasty.
Advertisement
- In Serial659 Chapters
Life, Once Again!
Sometimes, as we go about with our lives, we all happen to think of one specific thought at least once.What if... I could go back to "that" time?The funny thing is, the moment you think such a thought is the precise moment when you came back to the past, from the future. "One more time."Life, once again.
8 1097 - In Serial2481 Chapters
Nine Star Hegemon Body Art
Long Chen, a crippled youth who cannot cultivate, is constantly targeted and bullied by his fellow noble heirs. After a particularly vicious beating, he wakes up and realizes a Pill Sovereign's soul has somehow merged with him, giving him some additional memories. Within those memories is the mysterious Nine Star Hegemon Body Art, a cultivation technique that even he can train in, but whose secrets and origin are still a mystery to him. Relying on his improved instincts as he finally begins to cultivate, he realizes a huge conspiracy is underfoot within the Phoenix Cry Empire; a conspiracy involving his father, members of the imperial family, and even the Emperor himself.In order to solve the mysteries around him, he must rely on his new alchemy techniques and the powerful but baffling Nine Star Hegemon Body Art. Countless enemies block him as he attempts to climb to the peak of the cultivation world.Fate destined him to be only a chess piece, but he would not bow to the will of the Heavens.
8 4876 - In Serial55 Chapters
Toymaker's Creation
This is the story about Rick, the toymaker and his creations. A mute man with much trouble in his life, trying his best just to survive. Surviving growing ever harder as he finds himself in a tricky situation, hunted by the very kingdom he lives in. Find out how Rick escapes his bad destiny and maybe, finds some friends along the way. Hope you enjoy! Thanks Zephyzu for the awesome commisioned cover art! Give them a hoot if you have the time: https://twitter.com/Zephyzu
8 499 - In Serial6 Chapters
Kingdom Creation System
The World of Loreston was Erick Brighton's favorite Video Game.He'd become one of the top players and constantly stayed up all night, competing in tournaments and avoiding any real commitments besides feeding his two plants. However, one night when he awoke, he was no longer in his house in front of his computer, but surrounded by Goblins, beautiful woman, and enough supplies to build a tower from the ground to the moon.Turning into a Lord, one of the individuals gifted with the ability to create structures, he starts out as a lowly serf as he attempts to climb the social structure from a small, powerless villager into the king of the world! Warning: Contains harem elements, gore, and a ton of gamelit elements.
8 153 - In Serial9 Chapters
Aristocratic Avenue
Andrew had a pretty simple life plan: write LitRPG fiction, make a boatload of cash, and... well, he'd figure out what he actually wanted to do with the cash once he'd gotten it. But things haven't worked out quite as he'd hoped. After dozens of failed LitRPG serial attempts and countless thousands of words written, he's found himself pushing forty and broke, living alone in a crappy apartment.But when the platform upon which he publishes his work, Aristocratic Avenue, gains sentience, he and his fellow writers suddenly finds themselves transported to a playground of its own making, a place where there are no rules except the ones the authors have imposed upon themselves through their own writing. Spawned in pods of three, they will need to work together to figure out just what the darned heck they're supposed to be doing and how to get the goodness gracious out of there.In Andrew's pod are the bossy and enigmatic Margeaux Sinclair, crossover erotica/LitRPG author who immediately demands increasingly kinky sex from the hapless Andrew in order to level up. There's also teenager Zachary, who is rather regretting his choice to write about a world populated only by the undead. Turns out, it's kinda hard to talk when your lips are rotting off.Armed only with his skills of Deduction and Investigation and an inspirational mug he managed to bring along with him from home, Andrew is determined to answer one question:What the ever-loving blessed little heart?!---This is a blow-off-steam hobby project, and I can't tell you how often it'll update as it's dependent on my regular work. But I hope you enjoy it regardless!
8 115 - In Serial49 Chapters
What A Clown...
I am Victory C, Im a Drug GodFather. Ive done deals with Gotham before. With Bruce Wayne, Black Mask, Penguin and many more. I am wanted in over 3 countries as 'a dangerous MAN in his 40's' Im Not that. Im 27 and A Very Very Dangerous Woman...well nobody knows that...they think Im The one that inspired the devil, a madman that should be tamed someone everyone should fear...Mr. V.And Thats Just The Way I like it.----My First joker fanfic...Please enjoy and please comment...Warning-This story MAY contain graphic violence.READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!
8 128

