Under the shroud of a dark night, a group of people followed Wei Suyi as she led them through streets and alleys, quickly arriving at a river channel in the city, where a stone arch bridge lay over the trickling water beneath.
Wei Suyi held an oil lamp as she stood there, turning to look at everyone.
“Right here, traces left by the Ascendant within the city.”
What Wei Suyi pointed out indifferently was a stone brick on the street leading to the stone arch bridge.
In an instant, everyone’s gaze converged on that stone brick.
For thousands of years, Demon Sword City remained exposed to endless winds and weathering, yet everything has preserved the appearance from ten thousand years ago.
This is a cursed city, unchanged for ten thousand years, eerie and horrifying.
And on this street-side stone brick, indistinguishable from ten thousand years past, were deeply carved inscriptions with a sharpness that exuded a murderous aura.
The moment Li Muyang saw these inscriptions, all the hairs on his body stood up, an indescribable chill crawling up his spine.
——”Nature nurtures all beings to sustain humanity, yet people still complain the heavens lack kindness!”
What was carved on the slab were exactly those lines!
This is exactly what Li Muyang had carved in “Immortal Sword Legend” to verify if the game could affect reality.
Back then, he was unaware of the origins of the game system and even unclear about the power of the game system!
Yet it was that casually carved line from years past that even he had forgotten, and now it was actually discovered by Wei Suyi, that old ghost!
And she also planned to use this line of text to track him—could she do it?
Li Muyang fiercely turned to look at Wei Suyi, only to see her holding the oil lamp with a somber look in her eyes.
Standing at the edge of the street, she said coldly, “This line of inscriptions was left by the Ascendant.”
“As everyone knows, Demon Sword City is cursed, and within it, everything maintains the state from ten thousand years ago.”
“I do not know how the Ascendant managed to leave an inscription in the city, but to leave such a line brimming with murderous intent in such a special place in Demon Sword City, this person is certainly no benevolent soul.”
The usually free-spirited Xie Liuyun also rarely looked solemn.
“This line emits a deadly aura. Indeed, the one who could utter such words is certainly not of any benevolent kind.”
Qing Hui’s eyes were slightly cold, “I didn’t expect this generation’s Ascendant to be a murderous star.”
Tuoba Lie snorted disdainfully, “Too extreme and violent in nature.”
Everyone circled around, commenting on the adolescent rhetoric casually written by Li Muyang, creating a suppressed atmosphere on the scene.
Obviously, the Ascendant with a heavy killing aura had brought great pressure to them all.
But as for Li Muyang, the main character himself, he felt completely numb.
This isn’t what he had said! Casually copying an obscure phrase from the internet, who would have known it would be dug up and made public! If he had known, he would have just written ‘was here’ instead.
This is no different from having your browsing history made public!
Li Muyang stood aside without a word while Wei Suyi said, “I can derive the Ascendant’s information based on these inscriptions.”
“As long as the general information about the Ascendant is confirmed, we could at least know who he is.”
Wei Suyi’s eyes were ice-cold, while Li Muyang felt the hairs on his back stand on end, sensing impending doom.
He began to regret leaving behind such adolescent inscriptions in the past that brought trouble to his current self.
But in the next second, Wei Suyi said, “However, earlier divination attempts were obstructed by a fog-like massive and incredibly dense force. I’ve exhausted all my efforts divining for many days, and only barely managed to divine the character ‘Jiang,’ which seems to be the surname of the Ascendant…”
Wei Suyi’s words made Li Muyang, who had already started contemplating escape, freeze for a moment.
Huh? Jiang?
Could it be the diviner’s prediction… Uh… that the game character who left this line of text was indeed named Jiang Xiaoyu?
Li Muyang turned his gaze to the enigmatic Wei Suyi, his expression becoming somewhat peculiar.
Wei Suyi spoke gravely, “Therefore, I need the aid of everyone here, borrowing your strength to help me break through that dense and heavy fog of power, to divine the truth lying behind the mist.”
“This will take some time and require everyone to help in rotation.”
After Wei Suyi described the situation, the group exchanged glances.
Xie Liuyun said, “But this city is filled with strange anomalies; having stayed so long, could we not be tainted by the Netherworld forces pervading this place?”
Wei Suyi lifted the oil lamp in his hand and said, “With this lamp here, there won’t be a problem.”
Xie Liuyun nodded, “Alright then, I’ll stay and help you.”
Tuo Bata said, “Me too.”
After a moment of contemplation and frowning, Qing Hui said, “I can stay as well, but if something comes up midway, I may have to leave…”
Xie Liuyun said, “You’re worried about your friend Yan Xiaoru, aren’t you? I heard she captured Li Muyang’s parents, and their whereabouts are still unknown; perhaps Li might know of her recent circumstances.”
As he spoke, Xie Liuyun raised his eyebrows towards Li Muyang.
Li Muyang said, “Elder Yan is currently in Jiuyuan City, entangled with Qing Yang. She should be in no danger.”
Qing Hui looked deeply into Li Muyang’s eyes but said nothing, merely nodding.
Li Muyang also stayed, though he couldn’t be of any help.
Wei Suyi’s assessment of him was…
“Your cultivation is too weak, Purple Mansion Realm, you can’t assist me,” Wei Suyi rejected Li Muyang indifferently, continuing, “Unless you bring your true self here, stop deceiving us with this corpse puppet.”
It was common knowledge that Li Muyang of the Refinement Demon Sect was a master of corpse refinement, even capable of manipulating the bodies of Ancient True Immortals.
However, Wei Suyi clearly had a different understanding.
He did not believe that the mysterious Cang Su San was truly a low-ranking disciple of a demonic sect, preferring to believe that Li Muyang was concealing his true self and using a corpse puppet to walk the world.
Li Muyang offered no defense to this.
After all, his situation was indeed almost what Wei Suyi had guessed.
Li Muyang, who remained within Demon Sword City, watched as Wei Suyi sat next to the stone brick with an oil lamp, retrieving many fragmented objects one by one from the Qiankun Ring.
Bells, Compass, chimes, strange bones, a blood-stained red rope… Wei Suyi’s method of extrapolation was entirely different from that of the Heavenly Machine Pavilion.
Li Muyang watched with interest for a while, but couldn’t make heads or tails of it.
Regardless, Wei Suyi quickly entered a divination state after sitting down, summoning a pale green flame that hovered above the stone brick.
In the flickering green flame, dense information seemed to be contained; Li Muyang only glanced twice before feeling dizzy and bloated in the head.
The three Immortal Artifact Masters took turns infusing Mana into the green flames, fueling the fire.
As an onlooker, Li Muyang watched for a while before standing up to leave.
He wanted to wander around Demon Sword City, to probe into the essence of this Ghost City.
There was no need to worry about the Immortal Artifact Masters’ divination; from the beginning, they had been on the wrong track, seeking to divine a person who died ten thousand years ago… Even if Wei Suyi did figure it out, he could only find out about Jiang Xiaoyu.
Not to mention, with his level of Mana and cultivation, he may not have the power to trace back ten thousand years.
What Li Muyang now needs to be wary of is this extremely sinister Ghost City, beckoning him forth.