Tian Songzi had been beaten by the ancient Supreme Purities within the scroll for several days. He could neither run nor fight back, and every day he was pummeled until the sight was too miserable to bear.
Yet the Book Immortal's scroll was not truly at the Supreme Purity level. It could not beat him to death, only torment him as though for sport.
After getting used to the beatings, he simply hugged his head and took them. Instead, he began pondering the peculiarities of the Book Immortal's scroll.
It could not be that merely writing a few lines truly gave rise to the spirits of Liusu and the others. Overall, it relied upon the things originally recorded within the scroll as a foundation, creating only a simulation. It was indeed wondrous, but given enough time, it was not as though there was no way to crack it.
After all, Tian Songzi was a Mid Stage of No Form cultivator. He was no trifling matter.
Even Liusu had no absolute confidence that searching his soul would leave nothing out. If he struggled and resisted, some crucial information might very well be destroyed or concealed.
That was why she had summoned the entire Qin household's rear courtyard. Not one of these women was an easy mark; each represented a kind of Dao Path. Joining forces to deal with a Yang Spirit, Liusu figured this fellow might not even retain the memory of wetting his pants as a child.
Tian Songzi hugged his head as he took the blows, all while observing those beating him.
That Liusu... leaving aside that she did not speak, even her expression was somewhat stiff, wearing nothing but the imposing air of a Human Emperor. This did not quite match his understanding of Liusu from his earlier