Family Cultivation: Evergreen of the Song Family

Song Qingxing took away Wu Tiancheng's storage bag, then found his "runaway" lower body and let him treat his injuries himself, while also copying down his supernatural abilities.

Facing an old fellow skilled in poison, he naturally couldn't let his guard down. The [Traceless Sword] seemed to have eyes, keeping a close eye on Wu Tiancheng's every move.

The other party was relatively obedient at the moment. After managing to "reconnect" his body, he tore off a piece of his jacket and copied down the supernatural power he had just used.

This was the Wu family's inherited divine ability, and their only great divine ability. He spent half his life barely managing to master it, and it had always been his trump card for survival. For hundreds of years, it had never failed him, but this time he finally failed.

It wasn't that my supernatural powers weren't sophisticated enough; it was simply that my opponent was too strong. One sword could conquer the world, and no amount of illusions would make a difference.

He had originally planned to leave some obstacles for Song Qingxing in the supernatural manual, but after thinking about it, he gave up. Judging from the methods and strength that the other party had shown, he was probably from a powerful force with a deep foundation. Cultivators from such forces all had one thing in common: they were very knowledgeable.

If the other party discovers any flaws, forget about revenge; you might not even be able to die then. Right now, the priority is to gain their trust.

"This is the creation technique of my Wu family, the Thousand Shadows Mystery Technique. Please take a look." Wu Tiancheng suppressed the resentment and killing intent in his heart and obsequiously presented the book of divine techniques copied on his robe to Song Qingxing.

After taking it and reading it once, Song Qingxing became even more convinced of his guess. This [Thousand Shadows Mystery] was indeed a strange and powerful technique that should not be underestimated. It was just a pity that Wu Tiancheng was not proficient in the art. Over the years, he had only mastered the basics. He could only achieve nine shadows in the "Thousand Shadows" technique, and the duration of each shadow was extremely short. It could only be used to confuse others so that he could take the opportunity to escape.

If this supernatural power is cultivated to its peak, not only can a thousand shadows appear at the same time, but it can also be used as easily as an limb, just like an "avatar". Although the power that can be exerted is extremely limited, the quantity can make up for the lack of quality.

In certain specific situations, it can also play an unexpected role.

Of course, it can also better confuse the enemy, and is very useful for both attacking and escaping.

If one could cultivate this supernatural power to the point of perfection, it would be even more terrifying. His true form could move freely between various illusions, making it virtually impossible to defend against.

Of all the supernatural abilities Song Qingxing had ever witnessed, this one was certainly among the top five, mainly because its potential was so high.

The upper limit is high, but the lower limit is also low enough. If your realm is not high enough, you can only use it to escape, like Wu Tiancheng.

However, this supernatural power has extremely high requirements for the cultivator's comprehension and magical power, especially magical power, which is extremely high and usually only Golden Core stage cultivators can meet the requirements.

As a cultivator at the Purple Mansion level, Wu Tiancheng's ability to cultivate nine illusions and maintain them for a quarter of an hour is quite remarkable.

“My uncle has twelve orifices in his elixir. In terms of magical power, there are probably few people in the world who can match him. He will surely be satisfied with this supernatural ability.”

Song Qingxing carefully put the jacket into his storage bag and looked at Wu Tiancheng in front of him, saying, "Lead the way."

The other party is behaving very properly now, but he doesn't believe that an old poisoner who has lived for six hundred years would compromise so easily.

There will definitely be risks involved in this trip.

Following behind Wu Tiancheng, they soon arrived at a small floating island hidden in the darkness.

This island is located in a completely dark space, and its existence may not even be discovered without careful searching, which is extremely rare in the entire Trial Path.

Upon arriving on the island, we discovered a small wooden cabin standing there, which suggests that this was indeed where Wu Tiancheng had stayed for a long time.

After entering the wooden house, he indeed took out a large number of well-preserved medicinal herbs, most of which Song Qingxing recognized, and none of them were poisonous.

However, pharmacology is a vast and profound field, and the methods and imaginations of these poison makers are even more unpredictable. Non-toxic elixirs can be turned into deadly poisons in their hands.

He could only supervise Wu Tiancheng in preparing the antidote. After it was prepared, he did not rush to use it. Instead, he took out the ebony cone that the other party had used to ambush him and inserted it directly into the other party's chest. The toxin attached to it immediately spread to the limbs and bones through the blood.

"Give me the antidote." Song Qingxing coldly said, throwing half of the prepared antidote in front of him.

Wu Tiancheng never expected Song Qingxing to be so ruthless, actually using such a method to test the poison.

However, burying his resentment deep in his heart, he picked up the medicine powder on the ground and swallowed it. Then he quickly sat down to meditate and regulate his breathing to neutralize the toxins in his body.

He knew that Song Qingxing wouldn't trust him so easily and would definitely make him test the poison himself, so he didn't tamper with the antidote. This foresight saved him from the danger of being exposed prematurely.

In less than half an hour, he opened his mouth and spat out a mouthful of black, inky blood, and his previously dark complexion immediately returned to its rosy hue.

"Now you can finally rest assured."

Song Qingxing personally examined him and confirmed that all the toxins in his body had been neutralized before accepting the remaining half of the antidote.

The other party's cooperation made him suppress his murderous intent. He had cut the other party in half at the waist and was seriously injured. The other party was no longer a threat and there was no need to break his promise.

"Take care of yourself."

Having said that, just as he was about to turn around and leave the floating island to find a secluded place to heal his wounds, Wu Tiancheng, who had been keeping his head down and looking meek, suddenly slammed his palm down on the ground in front of him.

In an instant, a huge crack appeared on the ground, which pierced through the entire floating island and split it in two, revealing a static spatial vortex hidden inside the island.

The moment Song Qingxing saw the vortex, alarm bells went off in his mind.

Before he could escape, Wu Tiancheng, who had been meek and subservient to him in order to survive, suddenly burst into a maniacal laugh and then detonated his own dantian.

He was six hundred years old and came to this trial to try his luck, but when he got here he realized that his strength was not top-notch at all, and his chances of standing out were extremely slim.

In this battle, he was severely injured, directly losing the ability to compete with others.

Rather than waiting in despair for death in this world after the Trial Path closes, it's better to end it all and take someone down with you.

He discovered the existence of this spatial vortex through a natural cave when he first arrived on the island. He didn't know why such a strange sight appeared, but he keenly realized that it had value. So he began to build this wooden house specifically to hide the cave.

According to his original plan, he only needed to lure Song Qingxing here, and when he passed over the floating island, he would destroy the floating island, detonate the spatial vortex, and use the power of space to deal with this troublesome opponent.

Unexpectedly, plans don't always go as expected. Before he could even lure the other party over, he became a prisoner and could only rely on this method to draw them in. No matter how vigilant Song Qingxing was, he could never have guessed that his counterattack would involve detonating a spatial vortex.

Although this activation required his own life as the price, it was worth it for Wu Tiancheng!

The instant he self-destructed, Song Qingxing fled the blast radius at top speed, but Wu Tiancheng's target was never him, but rather that still spatial vortex.

"Click"

A chilling shattering sound rang out, and under the powerful impact of Wu Tiancheng's self-destruction, the spatial vortex that had been frozen by an invisible force began to rotate again.

It was like a bottomless black hole, frantically devouring everything around it.

The sky island, split in two, was the first to be swallowed up. It was sliced ​​away layer by layer by the power of space, and in the blink of an eye, it was completely devoured, leaving not even a speck of dust behind.

Song Qingxing's reaction speed was fast enough, but he still couldn't escape the influence of the spatial vortex in time.

He felt as if countless invisible hands were frantically pulling at his body from behind, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't break free. Moreover, he could feel himself slowly retreating, and if this continued, he would eventually be swallowed up by that spatial vortex.

With his cultivation level, if he were to enter that spatial vortex, his fate would probably be no better than that of the fragments of the floating island.

After only a very brief moment of thought, Song Qingxing decided to completely destroy the spatial vortex.

Although destroying the spatial vortex would still draw him into the spatial turbulence, at least he would have a chance of survival compared to being swallowed by the vortex.

Having decided on his strategy, he no longer hesitated. He turned to face the spatial vortex, summoned the [Traceless Sword], channeled all his magic power, and slashed at the vortex with all his might.

Under the threat of death, he unleashed the strongest sword strike of his life, and the [Traceless Sword] shone with an unprecedented and astonishing brilliance.

Spatial vortexes are generally very unstable. Wu Tiancheng's self-destruction not only broke the seal but also destroyed its stability. Judging from the power of this sword, there is a high probability that it can be broken.

As he expected, the sword energy was swallowed by the spatial vortex and exploded inside it. The spatial vortex rippled violently before collapsing towards the center.

After collapsing to its limit, it erupted again, like a mine suddenly exploding beneath the ice. Large sections of the spatial barrier shattered, and spatial turbulence raged wildly, directly engulfing Song Qingxing, who was in a defensive stance...

"boom……"

The entire trial path seemed to have been shaken up, but it came and went quickly, without affecting the surviving trial participants who were still fighting bloody battles for the two [Dice of Fate] that had appeared.

Because there were two dice, the participants in the trial no longer focused on any one person and were divided into two groups.

The die that Song Qingxing threw away changed hands several times before ending up in the hands of a woman.

Her strength wasn't outstanding, but her speed was top-notch, keeping a group of trial participants completely at her mercy.

Now that Shen Jingchuan was there, she had a lot less attention to pay and was no longer under pressure, so she began to rush towards the location of the Trial Gate at full speed.

On the other side, Shen Jingchuan's chosen route was extremely arrogant. He fought his way through with his sword, slaying anyone who came.

Because his initial location was relatively remote, the people who came to rob him were not in large groups, and two or three people were not a threat to him at all.

He still felt that this kind of fighting was not enough, so he started to actively seek out people to fight. As a result, he attracted more and more cultivators to besiege him, and finally he fled in panic.

In short, both [Fate Dice] are advancing toward the location of the Trial Gate, with the closest one less than two months away.

"The other die is in a woman's hand? Why hasn't that killer made a move? Has he still not dealt with that old guy?" Shen Jingchuan slowly drew his long sword from the chest of a middle-aged cultivator, feeling somewhat puzzled.

He had had the [Dice of Fate] for over half a month now, and had killed quite a few people, but he hadn't heard a single word about Song Qingxing from anyone, which was quite surprising to him.

He had initially thought the other die was with Song Qingxing, but it turned out the holder was a woman.

"It would be truly disappointing if you were to die in there." Shen Jingchuan swung his knife, severing the head of the corpse at his feet. Watching the man struggle and die, a morbid smile appeared on his face...

In the boundless void, the shattered spatial barrier slowly healed, the raging spatial turbulence gradually subsided, and everything around disappeared completely, leaving only a wounded figure stiffly drifting aimlessly in the void.

A sword hovered in the air, vigilantly observing everything around it.

This figure was none other than Song Qingxing.

After the spatial vortex collapsed, he was swept into the spatial turbulence. Although he was prepared, he still paid a terrible price and almost died on the spot.

Fortunately, the [True Phoenix Essence Blood] he had refined beforehand came into play just before the critical moment, protecting his life essence. However, his injuries were too severe, and even the [True Phoenix Essence Blood] could not heal him in a short time.

Fortunately, the place was remote enough to give him enough time to recover from his injuries.

At this very moment, Song Qingxing was undergoing a rebirth, and a flame was burning continuously in his heart.

Surprisingly, the flames did not cause him any harm; on the contrary, they continuously healed his internal injuries.

However, in this space devoid of spiritual energy, a complete recovery from injuries is destined to be a very long process.

The [Traceless Sword] arrived beneath him, lifted his body, determined its direction, and then flew off at breakneck speed in one direction...

After the man and his sword departed, the space rippled like water, and a majestic figure emerged from the void, smoothing out the shattered spatial barrier with a wave of his sleeve...

...(End of chapter)