Elder Can wanted to admit but dared not; it seed as if from the beginning, the Young Master had been convinced he knew of the Spell. However, even within Ghoul Ravine, few people knew of this Spell: just the Ravine Master and several elders. Moreover, the Ravine Master was not willing to ntion it because if not for this Spell, the Young Master would not have gone missing.
Seeing that Elder Can did not answer, the youth’s icy gaze suddenly fixed on Elder Can.
"How do you think I knew?" The young man said with a cold laugh. He had wandered outside for a few years, doubted who he really was, and struggled to find a result to solve the secret of his body. He had taken many wrong turns, been deceived, been bullied, but progress had not been completely absent—at least, he had learned a lot about his identity.
Therefore, when Elder Can ca to find him, he was not too surprised.
Elder Can looked at his own Young Master, sowhat puzzled about what the Young Master wanted to say.
The young man did not speak but extended his hand directly; between his fingers, strands of black smoke were faintly visible. Elder Can watched for a while and suddenly recognized that the black smoke emanating from the Young Master was fundantally different from theirs. The next mont, Elder Can shivered, his eyes filled with a terrified expression.
"Young Master, you, you..." Elder Can’s composure shattered instantaneously, his gaze toward Yin He now tinged with a hint of fear.
This... this is...
In the past, when the Ravine Master practiced the Evil Arts, he was nearly devoured by backlash; it took the sacrifice of dozens of Ghost Shadows to stop the power of the backlash, thus halving the strength of Ghoul Ravine. The Ravine Master’s power also declined significantly, which is why he has restrained himself from making a move within this hellish Ghoul Ravine and dared not set foot in Nanzheng State.
"Young Master, you know how?" Elder Can hurriedly pulled his thoughts together; that his Young Master knew this Spell—and it was not just a simple knowledge—was the most important thing right now, and judging by the Young Master’s expression...
Elder Can looked up sowhat apprehensively; the Young Master apparently knew this Spell. The thought surged through Elder Can’s mind. The next mont, he could not help but wonder how the Young Master could know this Spell, the Young Master...
If the Young Master knew it, wouldn’t he repeat the Ravine Master’s ordeal?
"I have studied it before, but the ancient to I encountered was incomplete. Last ti, I noticed a similar aura on my father, so I made this conjecture." Yin He said, having learned the Spell in his worse days; it was not entirely bad, for at least he had discovered the secret within his body.
Elder Can paused slightly but could only nod.
"Originally, the Ravine Master was adamant about practicing this Spell. We four elders strongly advised against it, but the Ravine Master was headstrong. It was only after the incident that the Ravine Master realized that the ancient to must be incomplete." Elder Can said, looking at the Young Master sowhat unexpectedly; without experiencing the backlash and near possession, the Young Master already knew that the ancient to was incomplete.
Elder Can indeed knew that ancient to and had studied it together with Elder Su, Elder Ming, and others. All of Ghoul Ravine’s Spells were shared openly—firstly because it was extrely difficult to find soone with such a constitution, just like the mages at Qiandao Temple; secondly, which constitution was suitable for which Spell could only be known through personal cultivation, so there was no need for secrecy.
"However, Young Master, you might not know, this Spell is very peculiar, even for the Ravine Master..." Elder Can still hesitated, the Spell was too domineering, and he was afraid that any mistake could put the Young Master in danger.
"So, you think, cultivating that Spell could possibly be more dangerous than our current situation?" Yin He said coldly, the compassion of won; no wonder Ghoul Ravine had only grown so much after all these years.
Elder Can wanted to say more, knowing that the Spell could not be learned in one or two days. But then he thought, although the Young Master rarely spoke, his words were always piercingly insightful, clearly indicating that at this ti, if the Young Master suddenly started asking, he must be confident.
But the Spell ntioned in that ancient to, they took a year to figure it out, and its cultivation was strange and tricky. A slight carelessness could render all efforts null, and only the Ravine Master eventually managed to do it.
To be precise, the Ravine Master had just managed to complete the Secret Art detailed in the ancient to, and given the outco, it was hard to say it was successful.
"Young Master, this place is cramped, please watch carefully." Elder Can no longer hesitated, believing that if they were not currently trapped here and without any ssage from the Ravine Master and his group, they could only take a gamble.
Elder Can had a vivid mory of that Spell and had quietly pondered it by himself. Although he dared not attempt it, he still rembered it very clearly, so he began to practice it slowly.
As Elder Can re-practiced the Spell, although his movents were a bit stiff, each step was accurate. After a single attempt, Elder Can knew that this Spell was complex and prepared to perform it again, but Yin He coldly stopped him.
"Three steps are wrong; if you keep practicing like this, you’ll certainly go mad." Yin He said coldly. Elder Can, whose hand had just been raised, froze in surprise and looked at Yin He.
"Three, three places?" Elder Can said excitedly; after one look, the Young Master had spotted the errors and precisely predicted the tragic outco of the Ravine Master. "How did the Young Master know that practicing this way would lead to madness?"
Yin He glanced at Elder Can, then at the equally shocked disciples; Elder Can had not avoided them during his explanation of the Spell, and Yin He did not specifically keep them out of the loop. After all, whether one could successfully cultivate the Spell depended on personal ability and constitution.
Yin He stepped forward, closed his eyes, quickly connected Elder Can’s Spell with his own, and began to perform the entire Spell sequence. When it ended, a stream of dark red smoke slowly rose from his left index finger, instantly illuminating the cave they were in. It was not bright, but it was enough to shock everyone present.
"This Spell is both righteous and evil; it cannot utilize solely the evil Qi of the Ghost Shadows. It can integrate Righteous Qi, which is why the smoke that erges is dark red." The young man rarely spoke, explaining to Elder Can and the others, who looked on in shock, unable to contain their excitent. Without waiting for Yin He to speak, they sat down to begin their cultivation.
After half a day of attempting, three out of the seven or eight people could also sense the Righteous Qi, the dark red smoke between their fingers not as apparent as Yin He’s, but faintly showing signs of red.
"Enough." Yin He said, satisfied with the others’ reaction; his expectations were not wrong—Qiandao Temple and Ghoul Ravine were essentially one family divided only by circumstances. Thus, if he had to deal with Qiandao Temple, he was bound to be more confident.
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