He was hiding in the sky at this time to track the independent cultivator below. And that independent cultivator was none other than Wu Shi, who had fought with Jiang Li before and was holding a black sword.
This casual cultivator was also unlucky. He had a powerful weapon in his hand that could have harmed anyone else, but he had to meet Jiang Li.
Not only did he lose the fight, but the black sword that made him famous and the metal bracelet of unknown function were both stolen.
He has no place to complain. Now that he is on the ring, even if he beats you to death, no one can find fault.
What's more, Jiang Li only took away two pieces of trophies, which was already a very merciful act.
But because he lacked the black sword that almost ignored spiritual energy, his strength was greatly reduced and dropped sharply, and he performed very poorly in the subsequent competitions.
He suffered serious injuries and not only failed to make it into the top 100, but in the end no sect took a liking to him!
He entered the competition with full confidence, but in the end he ended up losing both the wife and the army.
"Damn Jiang Li! Damn the sect! You forced me to do this! You forced me to do this!"
"It won't take long! When I get the power, I will trample all of you under my feet!"
After cursing with gritted teeth at all the sect disciples whose names he knew, Wu Shi quickened his pace.
Jiang Li's original body and Jiuyou's clone both had things to do and couldn't get away, so he could only control the sword cultivator's clone to come out and track him after his injuries recovered.
In the market among the misty mountains, Wu Shi recuperated from his injuries for a few days before leaving alone and rushing in one direction.
By the time his clone arrived, he had already flown hundreds of miles away, but it was not a big problem.
During the fight, Jiang Li had already planted several special seeds in his body. As long as the distance was not too far or there was no special space barrier, he would not lose him.
Now Wu Shi has been traveling for several days, and gradually his speed has slowed down for some reason.
At first, he was no longer in a hurry to travel, but instead wandered around aimlessly in the surrounding area.
Could it be that he discovered that his clone was following him? It was impossible for him to be a casual Qi cultivator.
Jiang Li did not act rashly. After observing carefully for a while, he thought that he did not look like he had discovered him, but rather like he was... searching for something.
It was not until he found a human village and did something there that he finally left carrying a black bag and walked straight in one direction.
That place was not far away. Finally, the figure of the casual cultivator Wu Shi disappeared after entering a strange basin terrain.
"here it is?"
The sword cultivator's clone flying high in the sky was carefully observing the basin. Jiang Li, who had already returned to his own courtyard, was comparing it with the detailed topographic map of the area.
He did find the terrain on the map, but the basin was not named.
This is a bit unusual. This is a fine map produced by Sutra Valley. Even if it has no name, it should have a number. But the person who drew the map seemed to have forgotten about this place and did not write anything.
Wait, those cracks near this basin look a little off.
Looking down from a high altitude perspective, Jiang Li discovered that the basin looked a little too square.
Moreover, those small gaps spreading outwards looked like cracks spreading outwards caused by his punch on the ground.
If all these vegetation and trees were removed, this shape, this trace... seemed a bit like... the trace of Fang Tian Yin! Jiang Li had seen Chu Yunxuan use Fang Tian Yin twice, and had some understanding of this unique skill.
If this basin can be regarded as the trace of Fang Tianyin, then the rifts on the edge that are shallow at the ends and deep in the middle could be the result of the sword cuts of a certain sword cultivator?
Comparing the marks left by the sword cultivator's clone and his own slashing on the ground, if magnified many times, there really seems to be little difference!
"If that's true, this is too exaggerated."
The more Jiang Li looked at it, the more it resembled the real thing, and he couldn't help but gasp.
Could it be that a great war had taken place here a long time ago? The participants included the people of Shushan and the high-level officials of our Sutra Valley? The cultivators in this world, not to mention the ability to shatter the galaxy with the Star-Picking and Moon-Grabbing Fists, but the ability to change the terrain by one's own strength was enough to shock Jiang Li for several weeks.
"It's really, terrifying. I don't know when I can reach this level."
After using two talismans to hide his body, Jiang Li controlled his clone to descend in altitude and landed in the basin.
The basin has a large height difference and is almost vertical.
Moreover, there are no unique textures on the mountain walls caused by geological changes.
It must have been caused by an external force that forcibly broke the ground.
The vegetation here is quite dense, and it is obvious that the war happened a long time ago. It seems that the place where the treasure may exist is the remnant of that time.
The casual cultivator Wu Shi was no longer here. He made two hand seals, and several seeds hidden in the other party's body quietly emerged, emitting a pheromone that was undetectable to human senses.
In the hands of the sword cultivator's clone, there appeared a seedling that looked somewhat similar to a bean sprout.
Since the beginning of his practice, he asked Yan Hong to help him collect various seeds. Later, wherever he went, he would deliberately collect them. It has been very effective for a long time, and he has discovered many spiritual plants with magical effects.
This bean sprout-like seedling is extremely sensitive to the smell and vibrations of similar seeds, and can help Jiang Li accurately locate the target within a certain range.
Soon, the seedlings responded, moving their bud tips to point in one direction.
The clone was careful and explored the area carefully, but did not find any ambushes or traps along the way.
Soon, he found a rock in front of him, placed there somewhat abruptly.
Looking at the marks on the ground, it was obvious that the stone had been moved by someone in a short period of time. A shallow friction zone appeared on the ground, and the tip of the seedling in his hand was pointing to the bottom of the stone.
Perhaps it was because this place was too remote and very few people passed by, so they let their guard down and did not deal with the traces properly.
He casually waved his spiritual energy to move the boulder away, revealing a deep rock crevice below.
This small gap is probably a coincidence of natural geological changes.
He gestured at the width and it was probably just enough for a child to pass through sideways, but the sound of wind could be heard inside, and the seedling in his hand was pointing downwards.
It seems that there is no way not to go in.
You can't get the tiger cub without risking it.
Fortunately, this is just a clone. Even if it is really lost, Jiang Li will just feel a little sad.
There's no harm in taking a little risk.
After adjusting his state, the sword cultivator's clone's body suddenly began to deform. The joints between the bones separated, causing his body to change shape like a piece of mud, and even his head became flatter.
This was a bone-shrinking and transformation technique that I had learned from a certain casual cultivator I had killed before. It wasn't a very powerful spell, but it was just barely useful at certain times.
The opponent can use this to transform into the appearance of a little girl to fool the enemy. Jiang Li has not practiced this spell carefully, but it is not difficult to use it to squeeze through a crack in the stone.
The clone stuffed his body into the crevice of the rock and moved down little by little.
This crack in the rock is unexpectedly deep, and the surface is very rough. If you get stuck here, there will be no one to help you.
The clone squeezed down for more than seventy meters before finally landing in an empty space.
All he could see was pitch black, the sun's rays couldn't reach this underground space at all. With a series of crackling sounds, within two breaths, all the dislocated bones in his body had been reconnected.
Then the Burning Rainbow Sword was unsheathed, and a ball of flame immediately illuminated the entire space.
There were no enemies, which made Jiang Li relax a little.
After crawling for dozens of meters in the narrow space, even he felt a little uncomfortable.
Looking around, there is no doubt that this is an artificially dug underground tunnel.
The rocks used in the construction of this corridor were quite large. Judging from their specifications, they were at least three times the size of the stones in the pyramids.
However, at a glance, the corridor also had many collapsed and dislocated parts. The place where we just came in was the dislocation point between two large rocks.
A crack that suddenly opened up due to geological reasons happened to coincide with this dislocation point. Due to this coincidence, the passage was opened up, which eventually led to the discovery of the ruins again.
The clone touched a mark on the wall of the corridor. Although it was a little blurry due to the passage of time, it could still be seen that it was a black lotus.
Jiang Li took out the seedling again and placed it in his palm, then continued walking in the direction indicated by the bud tip.
The underground space was quite large, the corridor was long and narrow, and quiet, giving people a feeling of oppression. The ears of the clone began to tinnitus slightly because they were in such a quiet place.
Just like in the dark, the pupils of the eyes will expand to capture more light. In a very quiet place, the auditory system will tighten the eardrum to make the hearing more acute.
After walking for a while, taking many turns and going downhill several times, Jiang Li felt that he had gone deeper underground.
On the way, he saw many patterns on the wall.
In addition to the somewhat evil black lotus, there are also a large number of broken patterns drawn on some of the walls.
Some of these patterns have distorted and abstract lines that are even worse than those in primitive paintings, while others are neat and exquisite, with every detail visible.
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Several completely different painting styles come together to give people an indescribable feeling of madness and chaos.
The sword cultivator's clone only looked at the mural for a few more seconds, and suddenly he felt dizzy and vomited with a vomiting sound.
Jiang Li, who had been watching the live broadcast, also felt a little uncomfortable. Even a golden elixir heart could not completely resist the influence of a mere mural.
As he had been eating fasting pills during this period, there was nothing in the sword cultivator's stomach. After vomiting bitter water for a long time, he barely recovered.
However, he still had some lingering fears about the mural, and the feeling of confusion could only be described as terrible.
Although this relic is very old, it is still quite something. Although there is no spiritual energy fluctuation, it can make a foundation-building cultivator dizzy and vomit simply by using the picture.
Such a thing is simply unheard of.
However, he was still curious about what was written in such a strange mural.
But is there any way to avoid that visual clutter?
After thinking about it, the clone tried to block part of his vision and only look at murals of one style.
Sure enough, the confusion and dizziness did not reappear. He could barely see the pattern on it.
Regardless of the style of painting, what this mural depicts is extremely bloody and cruel.
They dance and sing wildly on top of broken limbs and bones, and offer sacrifices to the gods on the land of flowing intestines and blood!
There were also things like cutting open the abdomen to take out the heart, cooking human bones in a cauldron, and all sorts of other atrocities that were simply horrifying to watch.
If you look at these murals together, they seem to describe a killing... and a sacrificial ceremony!
Now Jiang Li still doesn't know which force this relic originally belonged to.
But obviously, the owner of this place was not a good person at all.
I just don't know what they did.
Only then will you be attacked by a boss who is capable of destroying mountains and rivers, and end up with a situation where no trace of you can be found on the map.
If Sutra Valley is really involved in this matter, Jiang Li might be able to find some relevant clues.
However, it was precisely because of that war that Jiang Li had the possibility to take advantage now.
Otherwise, even if there was no one guarding it, Jiang Li would be at a loss just because of the defensive formation in this underground tunnel.
The enormous force directly broke the rock layer, causing the entire underground space to collapse hundreds of meters deep.
The incident destroyed most of the formations in the ruins, and the remaining traps also consumed the spirit stone reserves over a long period of time and eventually lost their effectiveness.
The person walking in front of him didn't seem to know the value of the item either.
These traps lost their effectiveness only because they were out of energy.
As long as they are completely dismantled and the spirit stones are replaced, they can be used again.
After Jiang Li controlled his clone to dismantle several sets in a row, he withdrew and continued to walk inside.
After going another hundred meters underground, Jiang Li frowned because he smelled a bloody smell through the nose of the sword cultivator's clone.
Thinking of the mural in front, some not-so-good images flashed through Jiang Li’s mind.
He slowed down his pace and walked forward for a while. Finally, he saw a very faint light of fire coming from the corner ahead.
He decisively extinguished the flame on the Burning Rainbow Sword, and his clone stepped on the flying sword and silently and slowly floated towards the direction where the light came from.
At the end of the corridor was a bright stone chamber illuminated by flickering firelight.
Obviously, the larger the space, the easier it is to collapse underground, but the previous corridor had several cracks, but here it is almost intact.
He finally saw the casual cultivator Wu Shi again here.
But at this moment, the other party's image hardly looked like a human being.
Wu Shi was naked from the waist up, dancing stiffly while scooping out a handful of blood from a clay pot and smearing it on himself.
At his feet, more than a dozen human limbs were scattered there, and together with the twisted intestines, they formed a strange pattern.
Is this guy crazy?
The clone's hand was already on the Burning Rainbow Sword, ready to kill the madman with one blow at any time.
But in the flickering firelight, a huge shadow was projected on the stone wall.
Jiang Li hesitated for a moment, but ultimately did not take action immediately.
Before the arrival of the clone, Wu Shi had apparently been doing this for a while. After stopping the strange dance, he looked a little dazed.
He took out a head from a cloth bag and placed it on the stone platform in front of him. It seemed that he was going to proceed to the next step of the ritual.
Jiang Li could see the head clearly in the light of the fire, but even with his big heart, his sanity value dropped sharply.
That head is not a human head.
To be precise, the head was made up of pieces from eight completely different people, including a man, a woman, an old man, and a child, which were stitched together. At first glance, it was truly disgusting!
Then Wu Shi, whose body was covered in blood, knelt down in front of the head, kowtowed continuously and muttered something.
"Ashura~Ashura~Ashura~Ashura~Ashura~Ashura, great god, the last god in the world, please wake up. I am your most loyal follower. Respond to me, respond to me! Great Ashura God!"
Wu Shi's head banged against the ground with a thumping sound, and the noises coming out of his mouth became louder and louder, so that Jiang Li who was hiding in the corridor could hear it clearly.
He was worshipping a god? Are there still gods in this era? Jiang Li, who was far away at the Five Elements Peak of Mount Shu, couldn't help but lick his lips. What the hell had he run into?
Will there really be a response? Will there really be a god who will respond to him? Or something else? The sword cultivator's clone held down the Burning Rainbow Sword, and a constant stream of spiritual energy was gushing out, ready to burst out with a fatal blow at any time.
But wait and see, he wanted to wait and see what such prayers could awaken.
Soon, the blood flowing on the ground seemed to be attracted by something and flowed backwards, rushing in one direction.
Then the head placed on the stone platform actually began to move!
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