Chapter 365 Altar (1/2)

When Shen Lian felt the curse, his bier all of a sudden became clear. He could imagine himself enlaced with a lot of white strands.

Not only were they on his body, they were on his grandmaster's too.

They were covered in a thin film of light which blocked out the white strands, but the white strands formed under the power of curse still persisted in invading their spirit and mind.

All of a sudden the Daoist heart of Shen Lian was excited, it entirely overshadowed the discomfort brought about by the power of the curse.

He and his grandmaster fell to a plot of empty land. To be accurate, it was not just a plot of empty land. The soil was black, and in the middle of it there was a purple circular puddle. When the wind blew, the surface of the puddle did not ripple.

Ziling Fairy let go of the hand. This seemed safer than other places.

Even though the ubiquitous power of curse continued to spread, this place was filled with a vitality not found in other places.

There were no animals or plants, nor human beings, but Shen Lian knew this place contained vitality, within the puddle, but it was not the purple liquid.

Ziling Fairy crossed her arms and stared at the puddle. She then said, ”Shen Lian, can you release some Qi of water element on that puddle? You just need to expense about one layer of mana.”

”Okay, grandmaster.” Shen Lian agreed, and he then pinched the formula. A ball of clear water appeared in front of him, and it slowly floated towards the purple puddle. The water was then poured into the purple puddle. Something odd happened.

When the purple liquid encountered the water, they did not blend in together, instead, it absorbed the water like a sponge. The purple liquid then began to solidify and grow.

When the clear water was completely absorbed, a purple altar appeared where the puddle originally was.

The purple altar was shaped like a standard circle, with a total of three floors. Every floor had nine steps at the four corners of east, west, south, and north.

The top gleamed gold. A jade tree sat floating in the center at the highest point of the altar. It was bursting with vitality, being lit with silver fire like blooming flowers.

At the highest point of the altar, underneath the jade tree, there sat around rock engraved with mysterious lines. The rock was perhaps more attractive to Shen Lian than the jade tree.

One had to know that the endless vitality of the jade tree would not make anyone doubt that it could bring a dead man back alive. Furthermore, as it appeared in this stillness, the vitality was even more charming. However, the round rock was magnetic to Shen Lian. He tried to discover the round rock with his divine thoughts.

The jade tree continued to burn with the silvery white blaze. As Ziling Fairy swung her arm, a strong suction force wrapped around the jade tree, but it stayed still. Shen Lian heard the sound of flowing water, and a Milky Way fell from the sky, like an extremely sharp knife. It cut through the altar and extinguished the fire of the jade tree. Within seconds, there appeared a Milky Way water curtain around the altar which enclosed it.

”Grandmaster, what is that jade tree? Could it be the Jinque Jade Booklet?” Shen Lian asked in a serious manner. He had suspicions that it could be the Jinque Jade Booklet, as while it was called a booklet, it might not be in the form of a book. Also, the round rock underneath the jade tree could be engraved with Grandmaster Qingshui's Dao rhythm. It could be the reason why it was so attractive to him.

Ziling did not respond, instead, she blasted out a sword aura which could pierce through the sky. It began to frost, and the frost even retarded the mind and spirit of Shen Lian. One could tell how cold the frost was by that mere fact.

Ziling's clothing began to turn green. She was dressed in a tight green suit which was clean and neat. The long sword she was holding was buzzing.

She pointed the tip of her sword in front, but not at the altar.

In the void in front, there appeared a beautiful woman in white silk. One could almost see her extremely charming body. Shen Lian thought that the color of the silk was not that of the snow, but of the skeletons.

When he saw the beautiful woman in white, he thought about endless skeletons and the deaths they represented.

She must have killed a lot of people, and then attained new life from death.