The animal skins on the ground are incredibly soft and warm, providing a comfortable seat. As he strolled along, he finally found a mont to rest. Liuping begins to assess his belongings:
A disassembled fan
Portable mini submachine gun
Pistol
Double-barreled shotgun
A string of copper coins
Two ordinary cultivation books
Several ration pills
"It's truly ager" he mutters to himself.
Examining his possessions further"The two books could be sold. However, in my current situation, it might be better to keep them for now."
Copper coins—
Liuping retrieved them, deliberated briefly, and then tossed them onto the table.
Dingling Dangling!
The copper coin on the table continues to oscillate back and forth, yet it still remains standing upright, defying gravity. 'Fate is still in chaos and can't be peered through.'
With a gesture Liuping retrieves the coin, trying to find a reason for divination not working properly. This phenonon is beyond his current ability to comprehend. There is only one thing he can do—
Liuping closes his eyes and begins to regulate his breathing. The Qi Refinent Realm is too weak for him to be able to do anything. He must ascend to the Foundation Establishnt Realm as fast as possible.
A cultivator in the Foundation Establishnt Realm not only possesses greater combat efficiency but also wields a significantly larger reservoir of spiritual power.
Upon reaching the Foundation Establishnt Stage, crafting talismans becos easier. Unlike Qi Refinent cultivators, who get tired after creating only a few talismans.
Furthermore...
During the process of foundation establishnt, cultivators awaken supernatural powers.
Thaumaturgy!
Countless tis, cultivators have relied on these mystical abilities to turn the tide of battle and erge victorious.
Liuping inhales deeply, harnessing his spiritual power for one final surge, condensing it within his dantian.
Starting his breakthrough to the realm foundation establishnt realm! Ti seems to slow down as the aura behind his head gathers montum, undulating like a tide, gradually taking on a tangible form.
As ti ticks by slowly, the gathered spiritual power resembles a spring of pristine water, emitting intermittent bursts of radiant light behind Liuping.
[This sequence detects your advancent to the foundation stage.]
[Attention!]
[While examining Dark Mist Town, this sequence completed its scan of the area.]
[A strange anomaly has been detected to the north of Dark Mist Town.]
[Visiting the site may provide insights into the current world. Furthermore, upon reaching the foundation establishnt stage, this sequence will offer assistance.]
[—Perhaps you may awaken an exceedingly rare Thaumaturgy!]
Liuping quickly finished reading and sank into deep contemplation.
'The sequence has never deceived ...'
'Last ti, when I helped in contacting Wang Cheng, who had been resurrected from death, the reward given by the Sequence was the mystery class ability: a man without a role.'
In truth, the Sequence's examination of Wang Cheng also helped Liuping to better understand the circumstances of the situation.
'So, let's do it.'
Liuping silently accepted the instruction, allowing the tide of spiritual power to retreat and calm returning to the safe house.
"Sequence, ever since I awakened, I've sensed that danger is drawing nearer. What do you need to activate?".
Two lines of small text swiftly appear:
[This sequence must remain hidden, and funding is not a concern. If discovered, both you and I would be in danger.]
[Rest assured, even without activation, this sequence can still assist you.]
Liuping shakes his head.
[The source of power for this safe house cos from the magical fire within the fireplace. It will extinguish automatically by tomorrow morning, and once you take out the magical flas, the exit passage will open.]
Pondering, Liu Ping took notice of the fire in the fireplace dimming for a brief mont.
A few stairs appear, stretching towards the door of the cabin—
This is the passage leading outside to the ground of Dark Mist Town.
Liuping's heart skipped a beat.
'According to Old K's, the magical flas shouldn't extinguish until tomorrow morning, reopening the passage.'
'So, why is it happening now?'
Liuping ntally retraces his steps and realizes he has been practicing within the safe house for about two hours since entering.
By the Dark Mist Town's ti, it should be midnight 12 o'clock.
'—Why is the passage opening so soon?'
Rising to his feet to walk forward, and pressing his ear against the wall to listen.
There's a faint cacophony.
It seems like soone's wail, the howl of the wind, the collapse of a building, or perhaps sothing else roaring.
The myriad sounds ld together, making them indistinguishable.
Thud!
Suddenly, the entire safe house started to tremble. Liu Ping jumped backward and pulled out his double-barreled shotgun. taking out two silver bullets, he quickly loaded the Shotgun.
This type of firearm is potent, and the sacred bullets are exceptionally lethal against beings from the realm of the dead.
It seems like the perfect mont to utilize it. Liuping listens intently to the eerily still silence outside. Suddenly, a sense of unease washes over Liuping, prompting him to slowly raise his head and gaze towards the ceiling.
Fine dust begins to trickle down. '...Sothing is up there.'
Liuping shifts his gaze to the fireplace and notices the fla inside flickering, as if on the verge of extinguishing. The stairs leading to the ground extend once more— Roughly seven or eight ters is remaining before it reaches the ground level.
Suddenly, an onslaught of noises penetrates through the ceiling, filling the entire safe house:
"Help !"
"Help!"
"No, please end my suffering."
"Is there anyone who can save ? I don't want to die—"
Countless cries and pleas echo, transforming the ground into a ghastly rendition of hell. After listening for a few breaths, Liuping swiftly moves towards the fireplace. Though he may not comprehend the intricacies of magic, he understands the energies associated with the five root elents.
After all, apart from magic, spiritual power can also drive magical mounts, albeit at the cost of increased energy usage.
"Sequence, help analyze this fireplace." He started.
Almost instantly, lines of small text appeared in the void:
[This fireplace has a powerful Fire Attribute defensive magic formation, as long as you keep feeding it Fire Attribute treasures, it will burn unceasingly.]
[In addition, using fla spells and abilities can reignite the flas.]
Quickly employing a spiritual fire secret art, Liu Ping summoned a cluster of flas. These intense flas cascade into the fireplace, instantly brightening the flas within.
Turning his head to observe, Liuping notices the passage retracting a few ters.
'It Works!'
Unfortunately, the fire lasted only for a few breaths before dimming once more. Two lines of small text materialize in the void:
[Spiritual power is incompatible with magical power, hence you must consistently infuse the fireplace with the five-elent fire to sustain the fla.]
[With your current spiritual power, this is beyond your capability.]
Liuping declares, "Then open the piggy bank, retrieve the fire spirit stones, and feed them to the fire for ."
[No problem] Sequence replied.
In a flurry, fire-red spirit stones materialize from the void, cascading to the ground one after another.
Suddenly, the temperature within the entire room escalated, and the fla within the fireplace stabilized.
The passage leading to the outside world gradually retracted, accompanied by the isolation of various faint sounds.
Liuping sat among the spirit stones, silently waiting. Whenever the fire dimd, he replenished it by tossing handfuls of fire spirit stones into the fireplace.
The night feels endless.
No more disturbances arose from outside.
Remaining vigilant, Liu Ping continuously replenished the fire with spirit stones. until the break of dawn, signaling the end of the overlap between the realm of death and the real world.
Rising slowly, he retrieved all the remaining spirit stones and returned them to the piggy bank. He then turned his attention to the fireplace.
The flas flicker weakly before extinguishing altogether. Subsequently, sloping steps erged at the room's edge. Waiting for a few monts, Liu Ping saw no one arrive to investigate the situation.
'This can't be right...'
The night watchn would have checked on him by now. Clutching the fan Liuping ascended out of the safe house along the steps, returning to the ground level. Surveying his surroundings, he abruptly halted in his steps.
A line of small text materializes in the void:
[Attention: The safe house has been completely destroyed.]
Liuping casts a glance at the ssage, feeling a twinge of relief.
—Had this safe house been more fragile, he might have been forced to face whatever was outside.
Leaping onto a tall wooden pole, Liuping peered into the depths of Dark Mist Town.
No signs of life et his gaze. The whole pace was in disarray. descending, he started to wander through the town, finding no trace of life. Standing still amid the ruins and looking around "What kind of era is this..."
Dark Mist Town lies in ruins.
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