Mortal Mirror

What lay behind the stone gate, Huang Batian naturally didn't know.

But in his heart, there was a desire to open this gate, and the call from the depths of his heart grew stronger.

Without hesitation, he stepped forward and pushed against the stone gate.

To his surprise, the gate wasn't as heavy as he had imagined; in fact, it was quite light.

With a creak, the door opened easily.

The moment the door opened, a musty, decaying aura rushed out, as if he had opened not just a door, but an entire era.

The first thing that met his eyes was a ground covered in white bones, stretching far and wide, forming a path of bones.

His foot crunched on the bones, making cracking sounds. He was horrified, wondering how many people had to be killed to accumulate so many bones.

Judging by their appearance, these were all human bones.

He grew increasingly curious about what the owner of this tomb was like.

The tomb wasn't very large, only a few dozen yards across. Looking down from above, he could see that the bones inside were arranged in the pattern of the Five Elements and Eight Trigrams.

These bones were a foot thick. He really didn't know how so many bones had been obtained, but it was safe to say that the owner of this tomb was no good person, perhaps even a peerless villain. After all, no good person would use so many bones for burial.

Huang Batian adjusted himself, feeling not fear, but excitement.

Because he loved the aura inside, the decaying smell.

He even wondered if he could have such a place to rest after his death.

In the center of the stone chamber, there was a huge sarcophagus, made of stone, with countless beautiful patterns painted on it.

There were flying fish, fierce beasts, and three-headed dogs, all strange beings that Huang Batian had never seen before.

Around the coffin, there were four large bronze cauldrons, each taller than a person, covered with countless mysterious lines and obscure patterns.

Perhaps due to the passage of time, there was not a trace of spiritual energy in these cauldrons. They were quite dilapidated, and some places were covered in thick verdigris.

Huang Batian ignored these things. His eyes were filled with excitement as he wondered what kind of being was inside the coffin.

He came to the coffin, and another fleshy tendril emerged from his body, inserting itself into the crack of the stone coffin and forcefully lifting the coffin lid.

Everything seemed unexpectedly smooth, so smooth that Huang Batian couldn't believe it.

The fleshy tendril beneath him thickened and grew until his body surpassed the coffin. He saw that inside the stone sarcophagus, there was another wooden coffin.

This wooden coffin, after countless years, was still brand new, its lacquer emitting a dazzling light, and a faint woody fragrance filled the air, making people feel refreshed.

He didn't know what kind of wood this coffin was made of, but it was truly magical.

There were no restrictions or anything like that on the coffin. He thought that perhaps time had eroded everything.

He reached out with his tendril and stroked the coffin lid. With a crack, to his surprise, the seemingly fine coffin lid suddenly collapsed and turned to ashes.

He was slightly surprised, wondering how this could be. How could something that looked so good suddenly disappear? Could it really be due to the passage of time?

With a wave of his hand, countless dust particles were dispersed. Only then did he see what was inside the coffin: a pale white skeleton. Strangely, the skeleton was missing a leg bone, making it a cripple.

The skeleton's hands were placed on either side of its body, and each hand held something.

One hand held a white jade tablet, and the other held a metal box, no larger than a palm.

The fleshy tendril wrapped around the jade tablet and quickly brought it to Huang Batian's face.

He could see many small characters written on the jade tablet. Fortunately, Huang Batian recognized them. They read: "I am Xuanyin Taoist, the founder of the Xuanyin Sect.

Heaven and earth create all things, but human power is sometimes limited, all because I comprehended unparalleled divine power, which heaven and earth cannot tolerate. Under the might of heaven, I lost a leg, making me a cripple.

It also cut off my path to immortality. My heart is not convinced, heaven is unfair, so I swear to compete with heaven. But fate would have it that my disciples, greedy for my divine power, conspired to assassinate me.

Unfortunately, these guys were not strong enough. I escaped death, but found that my life force was exhausted and I was doomed to die.

Therefore, I am unwilling and leave behind my inherited great law, as well as a peerless treasure pill, hoping that later generations will inherit my mantle, help me avenge myself, and kill the traitors of the Xuanyin Sect.

If you want to learn my skills, you must first make an supreme poisonous oath, so that the divine power will manifest and the divine pill will appear."

Huang Batian was extremely excited when he saw the words on the jade tablet. Divine power, a peerless treasure pill! He really didn't expect to have such an opportunity.

If he could cultivate the divine power, wouldn't he have hope for revenge?

Make an oath? Don't even mention one oath, even a hundred oaths would be no problem!

He flipped over the back of the jade tablet, where the words for the oath were written. He read aloud, "I, Huang Batian, swear to heaven that once I inherit the mantle of Xuanyin Taoist, on the day my divine power is complete, I will surely kill the traitors of the Xuanyin Sect. If I violate this oath, may I be struck by lightning and die a terrible death."

As soon as he finished speaking, a light flashed on his hand, and he struck the jade tablet.

At that moment, the jade tablet glowed and began to melt, turning into a liquid in the blink of an eye. Huang Batian was puzzled, but he soon understood what was happening.

Without thinking, he opened his mouth and sucked in the jade liquid.

The liquid flowed into his limbs and meridians, and a sharp pain followed.

Pain, an unparalleled pain. He had never experienced such pain, a pain that penetrated his bones, a pain that made him wish he were dead.

It must be said that Huang Batian was a ruthless man. Under the intense pain, he gritted his teeth and didn't say a word.

At the same time as the pain, he felt that his meridians were also being expanded by the mysterious liquid. The originally narrow meridians were constantly expanded by the huge force, which made his pain even more intense.

He didn't know how long it took, but the pain slowly disappeared.

Before he could rejoice, he felt that he had suddenly learned a technique called the Xuanyin Dutian Absorption Technique.

It turned out that the technique practiced by Xuanyin Taoist was different from normal methods. It didn't require people to learn slowly, but directly used the method of infusion to ensure that you could learn and enter the art.

This technique was also different from other techniques. It wasn't a great method to ascend to heaven or enter the earth, but it could absorb the cultivation of others for its own use. It was truly mysterious and infinite.

Huang Batian couldn't help but carefully savor this technique. The more he explored it, the more excited he became.