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A Man's Insanity: A Changing World

A world, where people use others for their benefit. Where beasts run rampant. Cleverness was in the veins of humans. A single decision could change the lives of many. Humans were clever, beasts possessed power, and a being contained secrets of heaven and earth. But humans went against heaven and created what they called techniques. A war was a result of their folly. But war results in someone being a victor and makes them even more powerful. Many secrets, which were buried in dust. A history that shocked even the heavens. A man whose kindness resulted in a regret. To whom the righteous path and demonic path were just tools. *****/*****

BLACK_AMULET · Fantasi
Peringkat tidak cukup
318 Chs

The Waiting

He looks at the scroll with calm eyes. But his heart was already amazed.

Who was the master of this inheritance?

"Yes, it was called The Forbidden One. The reason for its name was that everyone was forbidden from even taking its name. Heaven's specially created natural law for it. Whoever took its name was struck with tribulation, even if a child uttered a voice similar to its name. As time passed, everyone forgot its name, and it came to be known as The Forbidden One."

"Do not release it, master. No way anyone can control it. I am sure the previous master just placed it in the inheritance because of its value. I am not sure how he got it. But he once told us that there was something he couldn't control no matter what. I am sure he was talking about The Forbidden One. If it's released, I am sure the world would be thrown into chaos and no place would be left safe," Reen urged Yang Zhai.

The Forbidden One, huh? I am not so foolish as to release something so powerful. Even if I could control it, I wouldn't release it. Even a little bit of mistake and I would be gone. I released The Last One only because it couldn't go beyond rank 4 right now: Yang Zhai reflected.

The owner of this inheritance was something else to leave even a thing like this in the inheritance. As for what this scroll was, he didn't know. It could be an ire, amalgamation, or something even Yang Zhai didn't know.

Yang Zhai could not store something so powerful in the Bloody Storage Ka or the Storage Bracelet.

Yang Zhai placed it back into the urn. He took out another ring.

"And, what is this?"

"Oh, this, it's just a seal. After you exit this inheritance place, the inheritance place will disappear. But, you can use this ring to enter this place again. You need to connect it with your soul. Even though a strong soul is needed to refine this ring, I am sure you can do it. Just leave your soul imprint on it," said Vara.

Yang Zhai refined the ring and wore it on his right hand's fourth finger.

Yang Zhai looked inside and saw that there were still many things left inside.

"What the!!!! The heaven's container?!" uttered Reen.

Yang Zhai pulled out a small three-inch cage. It enlarged into one foot after he pulled it out of the urn. Inside, a woman slept. Her beauty, top notch. Her black hair extended to her knees. Her eyes—… cough… cough— closed. Her face was clean as a fairy. Her skin, one could tell that it was soft from just looking at her face. She wore a beautiful white Hanfu that covered her completely starting from her neck to her feet. Except for her head, not even a little bit of her skin below the neck could be seen.

She wore a beautiful long-sleeved white Hanfu. It seemed that a fairy had landed on the earth.

"Container, how come she is caged?" Yang Zhai asked.

"Master, about that, can you see that carving on the urn? She is the same woman. This cage is of higher rank than us and needs to be refined with the black sun rays. You can't refine it." Reen replied.

"Oh," Yang Zhai tried and found out that Reen was right. So, he placed the cage back into the urn.

Yang Zhai pulled out a black chain. This chain was around six inches in size.

"The Rank 11, it too needs to be refined with the void power. It is an ire personally refined by our previous master himself. It is unbreakable. It can be enlarged after refining."

Yang Zhai placed it inside as it was useless to him right now. After that, he pulled out the last thing that was inside. It was a spear, about three inches in size.

"Master, this spear has been sealed. The moment it is unsealed, it will enlarge and unleash its power. Destruction rank spear, master's most precious and personal belonging. Given to him by his mother when he was young. It was not of high rank, maybe even below rank 4, but was refined by the master into the Destruction rank. Master called it 'Waiting' as he waited for his mother his entire life," Vara spoke,

"Not just that, this spear you are holding never unleashed its true strength. Master told me something in the past: not a single body, not even a single body, existed to bear its true power," Reen told Yang Zhai, something that made Yang Zhai completely shocked.

He looked at the spear and muttered,

"Who was this man? He went against the containers and the heavens and even captured heaven's container but never unleashed this spear's true strength. I made the right decision by adding this inheritance into my plans."

This spear was shiny tan. It has lightning emerging from time to time around it. But that lightning did not do anything to Yang Zhai. Right now, he could hold this spear, which meant that the owner of this inheritance made sure to seal its power to the maximum.

"Also, to refine it, you need the three rings you are wearing: a strong soul, a strong power, and a strong void power. Your body must also be extremely strong when refining this spear."

Yang Zhai placed the spear back into the urn.

"What if one of these three rings breaks?" Yang Zhai was curious.

"No, master, you can rest assured. Master was a top-notch refiner. These rings are unbreakable. You can grasp it from the point that even in the final battles he fought against his enemies, these rings were on his fingers. Those opponents were top-notch. But these rings remained intact. And as long as your soul isn't dead, nobody else can refine these rings. So, it depends on how much your soul can endure."

Vara answered Yang Zhai's question and continued,

"Also, these rings are the key to unlocking the seal of the spear, the cage and I think even The Forbidden One scroll."

"And why is there not even a single Ka in here?"

"About that, you might not believe it, but the Master never used any Kas after reaching higher levels. So I am not surprised that there isn't even a single Ka here. But he did tell us to inform the inheritor that 'be aware, be aware; these Kas are not what you think.'"

"Hmm, what does it mean?" Yang Zhai asked, serious.

If a person so powerful warned me, then I need to be careful: Yang Zhai contemplated.

"Master, we are also not sure."

"Fine, this must be something he wants me to discover myself. Anyway, let's go, some people might be waiting for us. We can't let them wait for long," Yang Zhai mutters and begins to walk towards the entrance after refining the Corpse Collector.

He changes into a new Hanfu stored in the Bloody Storage Ka. This robe was black, with red and white stripes near the collar and sleeves. A tight belt around his waist. As he walks, the sleeves, and Hanfu moves.

Right now was his test. He didn't have many Kas to help him, didn't have any ires to defend him, and didn't have any weapons to increase his attack power.

Only had one amalgamation, one rank 3 Ka for the battle, and his purified rays were limited.

He walked without fear, towards the gate. He knows, rank 5 cultivators might be waiting outside, yet no fear can be seen in his eyes.

This person, once feared, was murdered. His eyes, deep. His calmness seems dreadful. His indifference, unheard of.

Even Vara and Reen are flabbergasted by Yang Zhai's demeanor. He displayed no behavior resembling a kid.

Yang Zhai opens the door, and a light appears.

Outside, many cultivators are standing. The sun is about to set. There is a redness in the sky. Everyone looks at the gate.

A boy wearing a black Hanfu walks out of the gate. Three rings can be seen in his left hand. A coffin, about the size of a hand, is hanging around his waist.

Everyone is silent. They quietly look at the boy. The boy moves his right hand's two fingers, and three corpses around his legs disappear. The coffin closed its gate after absorbing the corpses.

Nobody dares to attack the boy. Everyone stares at the boy with serious faces or, to be exact, angry expressions.

Many cultivators cannot sense his aura, but the ones who could, had shocked expressions.

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