The Secret of the Murals

The Impermanence Envoy spoke, and the Gu worm cultivator felt a burning hatred, yet he had no choice but to obey.

He glared at her fiercely, but Qin Fei acted as if he hadn't seen it.

"Fifty-Eight, let's go."

One of them rode on a sword, while the other sprouted wings from his back, and in the blink of an eye, they left everyone else behind.

At this moment, Fifty-Eight quickened his pace and ran alongside Qin Fei.

"Fellow Daoist, what grudge do you have against Thirty-Two? Could you please tell me?"

Thirty-Two was the number on the old man's mask, the one associated with the Gu worm.

Qin Fei glanced at him indifferently and said:

"Fellow Daoist, you should mind your own business."

Fifty-Eight chuckled dryly, not taking it personally, and continued in a familiar manner:

"If I'm not mistaken, fellow Daoist, those wings are a puppet, aren't they? Tsk tsk, their flight speed isn't slower than my flying sword; they're quite a rare find."

Qin Fei was quite satisfied with the Spirit Energy Wings.

This object differs from ordinary flying Law Artifact; it does not rely on Spiritual Power to fly, but rather on aerodynamics, like a bird.

In other words, even in certain no-fly zones where flying Law Artifact are ineffective, these wings can still be used.

However, it is much more difficult to master than ordinary flying magical Law Artifact.

When it was first refined, it took Qin Fei a long time to get used to it before he could barely lift it three feet off the ground.

If you lose control, you'll fall and tumble head over heels.

It took him almost half a month to fully master the flying puppet.

The moment you truly soar through the air, your entire State of Mind feels transcendent.

Once upon a time, he longed for the freedom of a bird in flight, and now it has finally come true.

The scene of the Impermanence Envoy standing in mid-air touched his heart even more.

Once the Foundation Establishment, one can fly directly without needing a flying Law Artifact, which is undoubtedly superior.

"Foundation Establishment."

Qin Fei silently recited the question in his mind, without responding to Fifty-Eight's question, and suddenly increased his speed.

After a while, the number of cultivators around began to increase, and every now and then you could see several people fighting each other, fighting to the death for a single herb.

However, sensing the late-stage aura of Qin Fei and Fifty-Eight, they all stopped and made way.

Qin Fei and his companion ignored the disputes and headed straight for the distant tower.

The tower became clearer and clearer, appearing from afar like a colossal pillar reaching to the sky, connecting heaven and earth.

The closer you get to the tower, the more puppet remains you'll find on the ground.

There were also many dried-out limbs and severed bodies lying exposed in the wilderness.

It's easy to imagine how fierce the battle was when the secret realm was cleared.

They flew all the way and soon arrived at the outer perimeter of the tower.

Only when you get closer can you truly appreciate the tower's immense size and grandeur.

The tower's massive gate was not concealed; a curtain of light, like ripples, covered it, and a gentle breeze stirred it.

"Please, fellow Daoist Seventy-Seven."

Fifty-Eight extended one hand, gesturing for Qin Fei to go first.

Qin Fei raised an eyebrow, flicked his hand, and a spider the size of a grain of rice shot into the water.

A moment later, he smiled slightly and stepped into the light curtain.

Seeing this, Fifty-Eight followed behind.

The scene shifted, and a spacious hall came into view.

The center of the hall is paved with smooth marble, and at a glance, there are no gaps in sight, as if a single giant stone was laid directly.

The surrounding area is made up of pieces of precious jade, densely packed together with distinct gaps, each piece of jade only large enough for one person to sit or stand.

In the center, more than ten Rogue Cultivator turned their heads when they saw someone approaching.

Several cultivators were also sitting cross-legged on the jade shelf. When they saw Qin Fei and his companion, they all showed expressions of watching the show.

"They're from the Yama Hall."

"Whether it's the Yama Hall or the Hall of Radishes, even Foundation Establishment cultivators can't break through these mechanisms and restrictions. Do you think they can?"

Someone made a joke via telepathy.

Upon seeing Qin Fei and Fifty-Eight looking at him simultaneously, he immediately lowered his head and dared not utter another word.

Transmitting sound is sometimes unreliable; in front of someone whose Divine Sense far surpasses one's own, it's tantamount to burying one's head in the sand.

"They've been underestimated. Fellow Daoist Seventy-Seven, would you like to teach them a lesson?"

Fifty-Eight stood by, fanning the flames, clearly enjoying the spectacle.

Qin Fei glanced at him and said indifferently:

"I didn't hear anything. Fellow Daoist Fifty-Eight, your Divine Sense is powerful; I admire you."

Upon hearing this, Fifty-Eight's lips twitched.

He wanted to say something more, but he didn't know where to begin, so he gave up.

Speechless, that's pretty much the feeling.

Qin Fei ignored his reaction and walked forward alone.

On the wall directly in front of him, there is a protruding rock with two words carved on it:

"Layer".

Below the rock was an arched doorway, dark inside, which appeared to be a passage to the second floor.

A question suddenly arose in Qin Fei's mind: the entrance was right here, so why weren't these Rogue Cultivator climbing upwards?

Recalling the conversation between the two men, he seemed to be deep in thought.

"Seventy-Seven, look over there!"

A summons pulled Qin Fei back to reality.

He turned his head and saw four huge murals painted and carved on one side of the wall.

"Is this the mural the Impermanence Envoy was referring to?"

"That should be correct. Besides that, the interior scenery, especially these strange jade floor tiles, was also noted down."

The task of the Yama Hall was to draw the structure and murals of each floor. The success or failure of the task was a matter of life and death, so the two dared not slack off.

They each had their own tasks: Qin Fei was responsible for recording the murals, while Fifty-Eight studied the jade grids.

The first mural depicts a preaching scene, with a group of disciples sitting cross-legged on the ground, listening attentively, and the preacher is none other than a Big Yellow.

That's right, this dog is exactly the same as the rural mongrel from my previous life, except that half of its skull is covered with bright silver metal.

Upon seeing what the Big Yellow was saying, Qin Fei's pupils suddenly contracted.

It's the strange patterns on those discarded puppets!

"Yunxiu once said that these patterns are a special kind of seal script, which they have been learning since childhood, and now it seems that she was right."

After Yunxiu's explanation, Qin Fei understood the meaning of this special script.

However, there are too many words, and he doesn't know how to arrange them.

Thinking of this, Qin Fei suddenly had a thought.

Could it be that the murals before us reveal the correct order of the text?

He connected the text corresponding to the four murals together, and with Yunxiu's explanation, tried to understand their meaning.

It actually works!

Although the content is incomplete, it is still discernible that it appears to be the opening chapter of some kind of Cultivation Method.

This tower has 108 floors, each with four murals, corresponding to the 432 special characters.

"It seems my hunch was right; these words were indeed not as simple as they seemed."

Qin Fei pondered to himself, since he needed to complete the mission in the Yama Hall and collect the murals from each floor, he could combine these characters to form a complete text.

Just as he was pondering this, two more people entered from outside the tower; they were the Gu worm cultivators.

"Fellow Daoist, your progress is a bit slow. I thought you had already reached the second floor."

He slowly approached Qin Fei.

"Fellow Daoist, what is your intention? If you delay the mission, the Impermanence Envoy will not let you off the hook."

"Heh heh... No one can stop me from doing what I want. You should have thought this day would come the day you killed my Gu worm."

He pushed off with both feet, his body arcing through the air as he charged towards Qin Fei like lightning.

At the same time, a large number of white maggots sprang out of its body and slowly crawled forward.

Qin Fei narrowed his eyes slightly, and several Puppet Ball quietly landed in his hand.

However, the next moment, the figure of the Gu worm cultivator suddenly blurred and disappeared into thin air.

The white maggots also disappeared without a trace.

The sudden turn of events surprised Qin Fei.

He had just clearly seen that one of the Gu worm cultivator's feet touched the jade grids, triggering some kind of teleportation power, and he was teleported somewhere unknown.

It seems that this is the mechanism and restriction of this tower, but how it works is currently unknown.

Qin Fei thought to himself, then looked at the few Rogue Cultivator who had spoken mockingly earlier.

These people might know the answer.