ragginovel Chapter 2399 The Finishing Touch
Chapter 2399 The Finishing Touch
Chapter 2399 The Finishing Touch
When the Great Sage Ghostly Appeared, the wind in the world suddenly stopped, all the snowflakes were suspended in mid-air, and time seemed to stand still.
His gaze swept across the snowfield below, finally settling on an iceberg.
This iceberg is towering and precipitous, with bare ice cliffs on all sides, like a sharp sword drawn from its sheath.
After gazing at the iceberg for a moment, a look of surprise flashed in the eyes of the Ghostly Great Sage, and he flew straight toward the iceberg.
Upon reaching the ice cliff, the Great Sage Ghostly Hideout did not pause, his figure silently disappearing into the ice.
After the Great Sage Ghostly entered the ice mountain, the surface of the ice cliff remained flawless without any cracks. Suddenly, the wind picked up, snowflakes fluttered down, and everything returned to its original state.
A moment later, the Great Sage Ghostly Appeared inside the iceberg. He was not standing on ice, but on real land, but all around him was ice.
This is a small ice cave with a well on the ground, and the well water is black.
Upon closer inspection, it becomes clear that it is not well water, but a black mist, so dense it is almost liquid, and unusually calm.
The well water exuded a peculiar aura; it was actually demonic energy!
The Great Sage Ghostly Hides stood by the well, looking at the water. His gaze deepened, and with a flick of his finger, an invisible force entered the well.
‘Wow! ’
The well water rippled slightly, then quickly returned to calm.
Ghostly Great Sage stood still and waited for a while. The well water rippled again, and a wisp of black mist drifted out of the well mouth, transforming into a human face with empty eye sockets staring straight at Ghostly Great Sage, like a terrifying demonic face.
"I thought the remnants of the Demon Realm could only hide deep in the icy plains, barely clinging to life. I never expected you to dare to appear here so openly," a mocking glint flashed across the face of the Ghostly Great Sage.
Suddenly, he paused, a look of shock on his face, "No! You're not..."
"Who I am is not important," the demon face interrupted the Great Sage Ghostly Hideout, his voice hollow and emotionless, as cold as the iceberg.
"We are on the same path, and that is enough."
Ghostly Great Sage clearly disagreed with Demon Face's statement. He took a step back and asked warily, "When did you come in? Since you're here, how come those demons met such a miserable end?"
"You've misunderstood, my true form cannot enter yet..."
As the demon face spoke, its features began to distort, transforming into a magnificent deer before reverting to its original appearance.
The Great Sage Ghostly Hideout's expression softened slightly, but then the demonic face's tone changed, "However, the seal has loosened, and I will eventually enter..."
"What seal?"
The expression on Guizang Dasheng's face changed slightly.
"It's just what you think..."
The demonic face chuckled, "Nothing in this world is permanent. Even the strongest barrier can last for thousands or tens of thousands of years, but what about hundreds of thousands of years or even longer? Time can erase everything."
The expression on Gui Cang Da Sheng's face was uncertain, as if he was hesitating about something.
“I know what you want,” the demonic voice said, a hint of seduction in it, “I can give you anything.”
The Great Sage Ghostly Hideout snorted, "You know what I want?"
The demon's mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out; the sound was transmitted directly to the heart of the Great Sage Ghostly Hideout.
Having said that, the Demon Face looked at the Ghostly Great Sage in silence, his expression one of great confidence.
Ghostly Great Sage's expression changed, and he sneered, "You think you can make me risk my life for you with just these?"
“It’s not about risking your life, it’s about joining us and becoming one of my generals. As I just said, we are like-minded. Whatever else you want, I can give you,” the demonic face said.
The Great Sage Ghostly Hides Hesitantly.
The demonic face continued to bewitch, "Your finding me now is destiny, your fate, and mine as well. The forces that were once close to us have almost all perished. Now, only you are still of use. I will spare no effort to win you over. After the deed is done, no one can take credit for your contribution."
These words were spoken very bluntly, essentially telling the Great Sage Ghostly Hideout that he would agree to any conditions Ghostly Hideout might set.
"Having agreed to your request, I will be an enemy of the entire world!" Ghostly Great Sage said solemnly.
“Since you were willing to pay such a high price to contact us, you must have been prepared for this. The moment you took over that… well, you should call it the Demon Seed, the moment the Demon Seed was planted, they could not tolerate you,” the demon-faced man was stating a fact, not threatening.
The Great Sage Ghostly Hidden fell silent.
“Back then, when my master gave me that demon seed, I didn’t know what it meant.”
"But you've already accepted it, haven't you?"
The demonic face shifted slightly, staring intently into the eyes of the Ghostly Great Sage. "There's no need for further bargaining. I'll agree to any conditions you set."
As he spoke, the demonic face sniffed and took a deep breath: "I can smell that traitor's aura on you. Since you have inherited his legacy, you should understand that the demonic seed is not a means to control you. It has unparalleled benefits for you. As long as you wholeheartedly accept it and completely become one of us, the demonic seed will not harm you in the slightest. On the contrary, it is a rare opportunity."
"You mean the Great Sage of Repentance?"
Ghostly Great Sage raised an eyebrow, and the sound of rushing water came from behind him. A stream of water appeared and surrounded him.
A phantom image of a spirit turtle could be seen lying prone in the water, with half of its shell floating on the surface.
"Repentance, is that the name he ultimately gave himself?" The demonic face revealed a mocking expression, tinged with anger, which finally turned into a long sigh. "I've seen countless geniuses, but none can compare to him. If he hadn't betrayed me in the end, this place would already be under my control!"
Ghostly Great Sage was surprised that the Demon Face had such a high opinion of Repentant Great Sage. "What exactly did Repentant Great Sage do? Why did he choose to betray even at the cost of his life? No... it should be that he suddenly realized his mistake. My master spent his whole life searching for Repentant Great Sage's whereabouts, but in the end, all I found was a tomb."
"He may have unlocked the secret of the seal..."
The demon face said in a heavy tone, "Before the seal was loosened, the demon race of the Spirit Realm possessed the Reception Platform, and their influence here was deeper than ours. But even when they allowed the Heavenly Demon to control the Reception Platform, they couldn't succeed!"
Upon hearing this, the Great Sage Ghostly Hidden was greatly surprised, "But there is nothing in the inheritance."
“He must have known he was going to die, so he destroyed the clues at the last moment, worried that they would fall into my hands again,” the demon-faced man said through gritted teeth to the Great Sage of Repentance.
Ghostly Great Sage suddenly seemed to be thinking, and said, "Not necessarily."
The demon-faced man's face lit up with joy, and he asked eagerly, "What have you thought of?"
"Back then, due to the onset of the demonic seed, I was shrouded in demonic energy and had to focus all my efforts on setting up the Demon Blood Array. I was unable to be there in person. Although I obtained the inheritance of the Great Sage of Repentance, one thing was lost. I am very curious about what it was that the Great Sage of Repentance deliberately hid?"
The Great Sage Ghostly Hide asked, "However, this item may have already fallen into the hands of a certain Great Sage. Will this have a significant impact on us?"
Seeing him refer to "we," the demonic face was greatly pleased and pondered, "Back then, the seal was strong, and that traitor could only obtain some clues at most. Now that the seal has loosened, these clues are not so important. However, if we can find them, it should make things easier for you."
"So, where should I go now?" asked the Great Sage Ghostly Hideout.
"Although that traitor concealed the truth, his whereabouts have always been under my control..."
The demonic face paused, then said in a deep voice, "Lotus Crossing the Great Swamp!"
……
Lotus Crossing the Great Marsh.
abyss.
Qin Sang and Mo Yan went against the tide of ink, continuously descending, and were attacked by ink marks one after another.
There are countless ink marks here; a complete set of ink marks must have been a monumental work. Yet, among so many ink marks, not a single complete character, not even half a character, is found; the text has been completely scattered.
'puff! '
A speck of ink flew towards me.
Locked in by the ink dots, Qin Sang and Mo Yan felt as if they were carrying a huge mountain on their backs, incredibly heavy.
Here, seemingly identical ink marks can possess different powers, ever-changing and unpredictable.
The ink dots that attacked them were like arrows, fast as lightning. Even with Qin Sang and Mo Yan's speed, dodging them was extremely dangerous.
'Shuh! '
A bluish light suddenly appeared.
A thunder blade suddenly slashed out from behind Qin Sang, passing over his and Mo Yan's heads and shattering the heavy pressure.
At the same time, Mo Yan reversed the inkstone in his hand, and the ink he had collected poured out, turning into an ink stain at their feet, forming an ink-colored path.
Qin Sang and Mo Yan stepped onto the ink stains, and then the ink spots ignored them and brushed past them.
During this time, Qin Sang and Mo Yan have developed a very good working relationship. Sometimes their actions seem dangerous, but in reality, they handle things with ease.
Qin Sang couldn't help but glance at the inkstone in Mo Yan's hand. After entering the Ink Tide, this treasure had repeatedly performed miraculous feats, helping them turn danger into safety.
The ink stains and the inkstone are definitely not a coincidence.
Qin Sang developed a strong interest in the inkstone and inkstone, but since Mo Yan didn't offer any explanation, he didn't want to pry into other people's secrets. Moreover, they were still in danger, so Mo Yan focused intently on what was below, not daring to be distracted.
'Swish! Swish!'
Two more ink streaks attacked from both sides.
This wasn't the first time they'd encountered this situation. Qin Sang and Mo Yan didn't need to communicate; they each used their supernatural powers to rush through the space between the two ink streaks.
With their seamless teamwork, they navigated one perilous situation after another. During this time, they kept falling, yet they still hadn't reached the bottom. It's hard to imagine just how deep this abyss was.
After dodging several more ink streaks, the inkstone in front suddenly let out a long sigh of relief, "We've arrived!"
Qin Sang activated her Heavenly Eye Divine Power, her gaze passing through the Ink Tide, and saw that below was still pitch black, but it was different from the black of the Ink Tide.
"It's as if there's a river flowing with ink..."
A thought flashed through Qin Sang's mind, and she followed the inkstone closely, quickly bursting out of the ink tide.
Having finally escaped the dangerous ink marks, Qin Sang glanced up and then looked around.
As expected, below was a black river, its dark waters meandering towards the horizon.
Along the banks of the Mo River, there are mountains, grass and trees, houses hidden among the trees, and even birds, beasts, fish and insects in the forest, but without exception, they are all black, only varying in shade.
This is not the colorful world outside. There is no green grass, emerald bamboo, or colorful insects and beasts. It is as if they have entered a Chinese ink painting, yet it is just as lively and full of life.
Moreover, the world before his eyes, like an ink painting, has boundaries. The two banks of the Ink River are less than five miles apart, and only a portion of the mountain peaks and pine trees on the border can be seen. They extend beyond the boundaries of the painting paper, making it impossible for the painter to continue painting.
"Wow!"
Qin Sang suddenly heard a phoenix cry, and her gaze turned to see a black phoenix flying out of a forest.
The Phoenix Clan in the Spirit Realm includes a Black Phoenix Clan, but it is rare to see one as pure black as this one.
The black phoenix spread its wings and soared high, just like a real phoenix; its vibrant colors could not conceal the phoenix clan's graceful and noble bearing. The black phoenix flew towards them, but its cry sounded less than friendly.
At this moment, Qin Sang noticed Mo Feng's eyes. They were white, not the whites of the eyes. No emotion could be seen in its eyes; they were completely blank, as if the painter had forgotten to add ink.
‘Wow! ’
The black phoenix flew swiftly.
Sensing this momentum, Qin Sang's gaze sharpened; Mo Feng harbored intense hostility towards them.
This Ink Phoenix is different from Ink Mark; it doesn't seem to be an inanimate object, so it probably won't be so easy to get rid of. They don't know exactly where they are; if they kill the Ink Phoenix here, they might leave traces that could be discovered by later arrivals, exposing their whereabouts.
Then Qin Sang was surprised to see that Mo Yan did not dodge or avoid, but went straight to meet Mo Feng, and took out a paintbrush from his hand at some point.
Mo Feng let out several short cries in succession, warning Mo Yan.
Seeing that Mo Yan was still so arrogant, Mo Feng was furious. She suddenly spread her wings, and the wind made the trees on the ground sway and bend.
Visible wind blades appeared in the void, all of them black in color.
Facing the furious Mo Feng, Mo Yan showed no fear. Suddenly, his eyes flashed, and his figure vanished abruptly, only to reappear in front of Mo Feng the next moment.
The two were inches apart. Mo Feng flew into a rage, opened his mouth, and a cloud of black energy began to gather. Just as the black energy was about to erupt, Mo Yan's paintbrush flashed out twice, striking Mo Feng squarely in the eyes.
Two ink dots appeared in the blank eye sockets, and then the ink dots turned and transformed into real phoenix eyes.
"This is... the finishing touch on the painting of a phoenix!"
Qin Sang watched Mo Yan's retreating figure, wondering how many more surprises this guy could give her.
Mo Yan put down his brush and admired his masterpiece. Although it only had a few strokes, it had given Mo Feng a new life.
Mo Feng's eyes sparkled with a new light as she tilted her head and stared at Mo Yan, the 'painter' who had given her eyes, with a look that was both curious and affectionate.
The previous hostility has completely disappeared.
It chirped softly, lowered its noble head before Mo Yan, and nuzzled his hand that held the paintbrush.
Qin Sang was about to step forward when she suddenly became alert, looked up, and said in a deep voice.
"They're coming down!"
This is not good news, as it means that the Five Immortals' Abode and the Plague God's side did not engage in a deadly battle.
This ink-wash world is cramped and offers nowhere to hide. If ten top experts enter later, they will easily be discovered.
Mo Yan nodded, patted Mo Feng's head, and said calmly, "Let's hide in its belly."
Mo Feng obediently opened its mouth, and Mo Yan beckoned Qin Sang to enter Mo Feng's mouth. Mo Feng let out a soft cry, hovered slightly in mid-air, and then plunged into the Mo River.