This was truly the first time Tan Shuchang had mentioned this theory about tribulation talismans. He could not help thinking of Zhao Huaiji. Each of these twelve tribulation talismans had its own distinctive traits and differed from the others. It seemed they had most likely been prepared for that Child of Destiny.
"Thank you for the guidance." Tan Shuchang had never been lacking in courtesy.
"Then swear it. I don't want to see you again." The voice came again, its impatience even more obvious.
Clearly, the other party was treating someone like a plague god and sending him away.
However, Tan Shuchang shook his head. "Fellow Daoist may not want to see me, but I want to see you!"
Before his words had even faded, the phantom body that had remained suspended in the air completely returned to Tan Shuchang's body. In an instant, swathes of vivid crimson spread out, filling the entire barrier.
Tan Shuchang's form also began to twist, transforming into a pool of thick blood that flowed without end.
The sight was rather horrifying, yet strangely, a sacred-looking golden radiance occasionally shimmered across that pool of blood.
Bang!
The barrier shattered.
At the same time, a terrified scream suddenly rang out from somewhere within this peach blossom forest upon the water. "Impossible! How could you possibly find me?!"
"Because someone led me here!" Tan Shuchang said unhurriedly. His tone was gentle, as though he were telling a story to the little girl next door. The atmosphere was inexplicably almost warm.
The other party was actually quite powerful, perhaps even on the level of Su Huan'an of Southern Sword. Or perhaps he had long since completed the First Attestation with a corpse body, only for something to go wrong and cause him to fall back into the cultivation