After thoroughly morizing that spell, Su Tu only felt the Body Character Celestial Technique on his heart growing increasingly scorching, with golden light ebbing and flowing on his body, extrely wondrous.
A trace of understanding suddenly arose in his heart.
"No wonder, the Heaven-Flipping Seal only has a calming effect, while the first page of the Eight-Nine Profound Skill can make my body reflect golden light. It turns out the Body Character Celestial Technique is the foundational technique for nurturing the Five Mansions!"
It is said to be creation, also fate, this Body Character Celestial Technique is the fundantal technique for nurturing the Five Mansions, Su Tu previously did not know about the Five Mansions, therefore he had not guided Qi into the Five Mansions, hence the Body Character Celestial Technique could not exert its power.
At present, it is not the ti to study Immortal Power.
For after elaborating on Immortal Power, that strand of hair began to float slowly, heading towards the direction of the ancestral lineage already ruptured by Su Tu.
Su Tu gathered his thoughts and quickly stepped forward, following where the strand of hair led, arriving in front of the Ancient Stele that was interrupted by Su Tu.
Looking at the broken Ancient Stele, Su Tu seed to understand sothing, and he flicked the Ancient Stele away with one hand.
He saw below the Ancient Stele, a pitch-black elongated dark passage appeared before Su Tu’s eyes.
Strands of hair laid like a carpet in that dark passage, Su Tu knew, the remaining mysteries lay within this dark passage.
Su Tu walked down that dark, elongated passage, and the further he proceeded inward, the more hairs there were on the ground.
Eventually, won’s bodies began appearing on the ground, having clearly endured untold years, yet these won’s bodies showed no signs of decay.
As though so unseen force was preserving their bodies.
Su Tu found these won’s appearances very familiar, they were won from Gongniu Village.
However, at this mont, their bodies leaned against the sides of the dark passage, their faces gentle and serene, each wearing a happy smile, heads without decay, no broken fingers, black locks cascading to the ground.
Were it not for Su Tu sensing that within these won’s flesh and blood, all vitality was absent, heart and spirit were non-existent, he might have mistaken them for rely sleeping.
Gazing at these won, a touch of compassion flashed in Su Tu’s eyes.
Yet he did not linger because of it, striding forward.
About ten minutes later, Su Tu finally reached the end of the dark passage, which was a sealed chamber.
The surrounding walls were covered with dense scripts, a giant swastika was drawn on the ground, Five Emperors’ Coins plastered upside down in corners, and an enormous talisman on the ceiling.
Shamanism, Daoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, all these once-prevalent suppressions appeared in this chamber.
As though sealing, suppressing so suprely terrifying existence...
Clatter!!
Su Tu only heard a sharp sound of chain stretching.
In the next mont, Su Tu’s pupils constricted suddenly, seeing nurous chains as thin as fine grass trembling and vibrating in mid-air.
A woman made of hairs was entangled by those chains, the strands of hair and chains blended together, shackling and binding her.
And on those chains, Su Tu sensed a familiar aura...
"Hundred Infants..."
The blood-red fine grass chain had an identical aura to those red ropes at the village entrance, it was the aura of Hundred Infants!!!
Upon seeing Su Tu’s arrival, the hair woman ceased her struggle, quietly gazed at Su Tu with those imnsely hollow eyes.
The familiar sorrow swept over once more.
But this ti, as the Body Character Celestial Technique surfaced in Su Tu’s heart, a faint golden light emanated around him.
That sorrow was instantly severed.
"At last... the wait is over."
"After eternal ages, the second Human Race arrives."
"You are the successor of the Immortals, carrying the aura of a Immortal, I’ve finally awaited you...."
A gentle voice resonated within Su Tu’s heart.
"Are you... the Profound Lady?"
Su Tu looked at the hair woman, asking the question that had puzzled him for long.
"That title, hasn’t been called for ages now..."
The hair woman spoke with slight nostalgia, her hairs gently swaying, prompting a clattering of chains.
"May I know, which Profound Lady you are."
Su Tu cautiously inquired, confronting a mythological existence for the first ti, guarded.
"I did not expect posterity would still rember my na..."
"I am but a remnant spirit of hers."
"You may call ... Wa!!"
Upon hearing this word, Su Tu’s pupils involuntarily contracted.
"Wa!! How could it be this na!!"
"This is too absurd!! Simply unimaginable!!"
With the ergence of that word, Su Tu felt as though the entire world was upturned, he couldn’t believe his ears.
This na, once at the thought of the word Profound Lady, would erge in his mind but he instantly denied it.
Wa!! This na holds an utmost esteed status in Huaxia mythology,
Huaxia mythology, spanning from Chu Land mythology, Pre-Qin mythology, to Later Zhou and more, encapsulating a hundred thirty-one mythological fraworks, as long as this na appears, she is an emblem of supremacy.
In the most widely circulated mythology, Nuwa molded clay to create humans, as mother of the Human Race, while in other myths she learned from her brother to open the heavens and bestowed humans with wisdom from above.
Within the 131 mythological fraworks, three are recognized Profound Ladies, naly War God Nine Heavens Profound Lady, Extre Fire Drought, Benevolence Goddess Yao Ji, yet there’s one last existence, hailed as Profound Lady in one mythological frawork.
The title of Profound Lady is unbelievably esteed, any goddess graced with this na bears eternal honor, but only this one makes the world believe the title Profound Lady is unfit for her!!
This one is Wa! Also known as Wa Huang, she’s the sole existence called ’she’ directly rather than ’It’.
She bestowed everything of the extre Yin upon the earth, erged from chaos, forsaking the na of ’It’, becoming Wa Huang, Foremother!
Su Tu couldn’t believe, the entity before him constructed rely from strands... was Wa??
Absurd!! Utterly absurd!!
Never mind this small village, according to mythology, should Wa be enraged, half of the heavens and earth collapse, chaos returns.
Not to ntion, how dare one entertain Wa wagering with Evil Gods??
re Evil Gods, undeserved to wager with Wa??
To be blunt, don’t even ntion she’s Wa’s banished spirit; even if Wa farted, and that Evil God slled it, it might cause the Evil God to ascend.
Of course, these words are a bit crude.
Su Tu quickly recovered from the shock, his face betraying nothing, but in his heart, the woman of hair before him had already been crossed out with a big ×!
He carefully observed the woman before him, sensing sothing amiss.
At first, the sadness carried by the woman of hair he saw behind the scroll was pure,
that kind of overwhelming ’pain’ that suffuses all living things, draining the world of color.
But the one before him right now, though she carried sadness, if you peeled back the layers, you’d find an imnse unwillingness and venom beneath.
Looking at Su Tu, who remained silent.
The woman claiming to be Wa began speaking to herself.
"Everything tragic in those days was because of a wager between and a god."
"This was my folly, my wrong, I ought to suffer this tribulation..."
Her voice was infinitely compassionate, carrying great rcy.
But to Su Tu, it was absurdly comical.
This lie was too ridiculous.
Who lies without doing their howork? If she really were ’Wa’, an Evil God would hardly deserve to be called ’god’ by her.
Only existences like East Emperor Taiyi, Queen Mother of the West, were worthy of ntion by Wa.
"What exactly happened back then?"
Yet Su Tu did not expose her, instead cooperating and speaking.
The hair guiding him here rested between his fingers, and from previous circumstances, it appeared the hair would not bring him here without reason to see an imposter.
"That year, a great drought occurred, ten grand suns rose into the sky, scorching the human realm unbearably, causing severe casualties, yet only this place saw no casualties."
"So I sent a banished spirit here, wanting to wander this benevolent place."
"But the human realm was filthy at the ti, spawning a god, I initially wished to annihilate Him but, pitying the difficult birth of divine essence, wanted to redeem Him instead..."
According to this woman of hair’s story.
She initially intended to destroy the Evil God, yet out of pity for His difficult birth, she sought redemption; the Evil God arose from the evils of human heart.
Viewing all as evil, He said if Wa could prove human hearts were good, He would shed everything, staying by Wa’s side.
Thus, Wa’s strand of True Spirit erased its mory and beca A Chang to fall into the human realm.
While the Evil God transford into that ox, inciting the village chief to have a breakdown from unbalanced mindset, leading people to discover A Chang’s extraordinariness.
Thus unfolded all subsequent events.
Eventually, He morphs into form with won’s hair and grievances, killed the ox, extinguished the village chief, obliterated the entire village, sealing it all.
All this was a wager between the Immortal and the god about human nature’s good and evil.
Having heard the hair woman’s words.
Su Tu rubbed his chin, staring expressionlessly at the red chains.
"The story is captivating."
"But, this story is missing one individual."
Su Tu spoke word by word, gazing intensified at the chains, from all occurred prior, Su Tu perceived an entirely different story.
Whether taking the infant’s perspective, the villagers’ perspective, or the hair woman’s perspective, the story seed seamlessly pieced together.
But....
Su Tu still found it amiss, there was a crucial character in the story whose presence was faint!
"What... do you an?"
The voice of the hair woman suddenly turned cold.
Almost simultaneously!!
Clank clank clank!!!
The blood-red chain began trembling violently, the woman of hair struggled desperately.
As if enduring great pain.
"I don’t understand what you’re talking about?"
"That Evil God ultimately used ans to shackle here, tornting daily, you were able to unravel the White Infant Rope at the village entrance, you can help escape bondage!"
"If only you help , I can reward you with Immortal Fate, you can ascend to immortality! Live eternally! Indestructible, Unperishable!!"
The hair woman’s voice turned anxious, frenzied, anguished as though tornted by the chain beyond endurance.
"No... these two things are different."
"The infants at the village entrance held no grievances, no hatred, purely because a benevolent Immortal couldn’t bear seeing them live in pain, thus redeed them."
Su Tu stared at the tornted hair woman, shook his head and spoke, eyes gleaming with satisfaction, feeling she deserved such torture...
"Yet on the chain binding you, the infant spirit cries day and night, lanting for so long, unable to understand why his father would treat himself and his mother this way!"
Power of the Heart and Spirit heightened Su Tu’s gaze, he saw upon that chain a baby of entirely gray-blue hue, full of venomous grievance, his resentnt tangible, and blood tears constantly oozed from his eyes.
He was... voraciously devouring the hair woman...
"He doesn’t understand why, in his world there’s only hate, hence... he constantly devours you day and night.."
"Am I right.."
"Niu Er!!"
The mont the na resounded, the hair woman stopped struggling, empty eyes seed to harbor a trace of shock and confusion.
Soon after, a rustic male voice quietly sounded by Su Tu’s ear.
"How did you discern it?"
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