Purgatory Artist-Chapter 115: A Message Beyond Time and Space

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Liu Ping sat by the window, resting his chin on his hand. He was silently thinking about everything that had happened recently.

A streak of flame flew in from the sky.

The flame flew down and turned into a communication talisman in front of him.

Liu Ping received the talisman and infused it with spirit energy.

Li Zhangxue's voice came from the talisman: "I'm already an Ascended realm sword saint. The sect wants me to take over the position of sect master, but I don't think it matters. What do you think?"

Ascended realm, also commonly known as the Divine Transformation realm

Liu Ping understood.

The effect of that divine pill not only cured the poison in her body but also helped her break through a large realm.

Becoming sect master ...

Now that everything is coming to an end, if she can gain a certain amount of authority, it's actually a good thing.

Liu Ping sent his inner sight into the talisman and sent his voice: "You have to be sect master, the war between humanity and the demons is imminent, you need more power."

Saying so, he put the talisman away.

Liu Ping sat there for a while, then suddenly clapped his hands. "It's the last day, I have to do my best as well!"

He stood up, walked out of the restaurant, identified the direction, and then shot up into the sky, turning into a streak of light as he flew towards the horizon.

Not long after, another figure flew up from somewhere in Dark Mist Town, following closely behind him, quickly catching up and flying side by side with him.

'Andrea!

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An underground cavern.

Two figures were quickly moving forward.

Not too long after, an empty field appeared in front of them.

This place was filled with rows of coffins, stretching as far as the eye could see.

This was the underground cavern that Liu Ping saw when he first woke up!

"What are we doing here?" Andrea asked.

"Below this is the refuge of the Humanity" Liu Ping said.

"Refuge? The Goddess of Agony's minions probably already knew about it, after all, they can send cultivators down there."Andrea said.

"Indeed." Liu Ping nodded.

When he was taking refuge there, he and a few other cultivators saw with their own eyes a terrifying monster appear on the ground.

Now that he thought about it, those terrifying monsters were also part of the storyline, forcing cultivators to hide underground to help the evil creatures investigate the situation of humanity's refuge.

According to this storyline, cultivators would be tempted by the Saints, becoming the source of their power.

But now — —

"Gua Saint is my master. After I saw his image, I had a guess." Liu Ping said.

Layers of spiritual light lit up in the cave in front of them, condensing into a regular and fine restriction formation of spiritual runes out of nowhere, blocking their way forward.

"That image recording? I still don't understand what he's saying at all."Andrea said.

"The Saint of Divinations did not deny the divination that others had divined." Liu Ping said.

"Are you saying that the underground shelters can help the human race survive this crisis?" Andrea asked.

"Yes."

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"But the shelters weren't able to stop the evil creatures — — and ever since the world was shrouded in darkness, fate can no longer be predicted. No one knows when these underground shelters will be able to help." Andrea said.

"There is only one day left in this world. If it can save everyone, it should be today!"

As Liu Ping spoke, he took out his Snow Shadow Blade and pointed at the layers of restrictions.

On the Blade, the dense golden spiritual stripes were dazzling. They burst out a cluster of golden brilliance that illuminated the barriers.

All the restrictions were instantly opened.

"The restrictions of these cultivators — — how did you open them so quickly?" Andrea asked doubtfully.

"Master is very lazy. I was the one who designed all these things in the beginning, he didn't change them much when he set them up" Liu Ping sighed emotionally.

— — -now that I've become a Projection realm cultivator, I don't have to jump off a cliff to enter a certain floor of the underground shelter like last time.

Not to mention, the cliff only goes up to the 40th floor.

But in reality, this specially designed underground shelter doesn't only go that deep.

Liu Ping brought Andrea and opened the layers of restrictions one by one, heading deeper underground.

Along the way, they could see various large-scale defensive formations, sturdy bunkers, warehouses for various resources, and hidden shelters.

In the past, these were all prepared to preserve the last spark of humanity.

But.

Everyone still died.

— — -even the entire world had sunk into Eternal Night.

Until now.

Liu Ping gradually slowed his footsteps and stopped in front of a thick and heavy door.

Ahead.

The 60th floor.

"Ah? I don't see any formations or anything like that. "Andrea said.

Liu Ping looked at the door and muttered: "That's right, from this floor onwards, no one is allowed to enter."

"What's behind the door?" Andrea asked curiously.

Liu Ping didn't answer and instead walked forward to push the door.

Rumble rumble rumble — — -

The entire stone door collapsed backward, stirring up layers of dust.

Liu Ping waved his hand, brushed the dust away and quickly walked through the door.

It was completely dark inside.

If one used inner sight, they would notice that this was only an empty room, while behind the room was a pile of rocks that hadn't been completely excavated.

A half-built path that led to the pile of rocks — — -

It looked like a bunker that was still under construction, but because it wasn't finished, they had to use a door to block it.

"Quite a few people have already been here, even the door has collapsed" Andrea said.

Liu Ping looked around and said, "That's right, the Goddess of Agony would definitely not give up on exploring all the secrets of this world. She must have tried to reach this place — — but this place isn't finished yet"

Liu Ping turned around and beckoned, "Let's go."

Andrea was stunned and quickly caught up with him. She said: "Did we come here for nothing?"

"No, actually, we had already imagined such a situation back then" Liu Ping revealed a reminiscing expression.

Back then — —

. . . . . . . .

"Liu Ping, come here. I have something to ask you."

"That's enough, old man. The entire underground shelter was designed by me, can't you use your brain to figure out what's left?"

"Haha, there's only one question left — — I guarantee it's the last one."

"Sigh, I must have owed you in my previous life, go ahead."

"If one day, the entire underground shelter is discovered by the enemy, and all the humans die in battle, and I want to pass you some information before I die, this information can't be discovered by the occupiers, only you will know the secret — — how do you think we should design it?"

"Such a high requirement ... Let me think, I got it, we'll set up a useless construction site on the last floor of the shelter."

"Is that useful?"

"This construction site must be completely real, showing that we're going to dig downwards. This way, no matter what method the enemy uses, they won't discover anything and will leave without worry."

"And then?"

"If one day in the future, as soon as I see a room like this, I'll immediately know that you have something to tell me. I'll go back three floors to find the information you left behind."

"Very good, my disciple, I'll leave something that only you can see on that floor."

Recalling that, Liu Ping couldn't help but sigh.

"We'll go back three floors," he said.

"We're going back?" Andrea asked.

"Yes"

Liu Ping brought Andrea and retreated all the way back. After counting to three levels, they stopped.

He saw that this was a plaza used for gathering.

Around the empty plaza, there were many murals carved on the walls, each of them describing the history of the cultivation world, sects, skills, and famous people.

Murals are one of the most direct ways for a civilization to present itself.

And shelters are meant to preserve the seeds of their civilization.

That's why on every floor of the shelter, you can see old murals depicting the vicissitudes of history.

Liu Ping looked at them one by one, to see that on these murals, there were various symbols, words, and pictures.

He didn't stop, and very quickly, he had already covered more than half the distance.

Finally.

He stopped in front of one of the murals.

The murals depicted a few cultivators, they were holding scrolls, using their hands to explore and learn the skills on them.

Liu Ping sighed and placed his hand on the engraved scroll. He carefully touched the strangely shaped words.

"What words are these?" Andrea asked with interest.

"Braille, I was once blind, so I know the contents of this just by touching it." Liu Ping said.

"What's written?"

"Nothing much, it just introduced a secret technique called countless Spirit Clouds Bringing Prosperity, and said that this secret technique is fake, a technique used by the heretic cultivators in the past to deceive others."

"Strange, if this is a clue, why is it carved on the wall like this? What if the subordinates of Lady Agony understand Braille, and know the technique inside — "

"They won't," Liu Ping said.

"Huh?"

"This technique was created by me, after the old man saw it, he paid for it and told me not to sell it. As for me, although I'm not very reliable in other matters, I've always been very honest when it comes to doing business, afraid that I'll ruin my own reputation."

"That's why, other than me and him, no one else in this world knows about this technique," Liu Ping casually said.

He silently lowered his head, forming a hand seal with both hands.

— — -secret technique, Countless Spirit Clouds Bringing Prosperity!

In an instant, the darkness around him was illuminated, endless light gathered and flowed around the tall and majestic murals, making them seem like they were coming to life.

In those murals, all the cultivators looked at Liu Ping, looking at the hand seal in his hand.

Liu Ping took a deep breath, then spoke in a low voice: "Fellow Dao seekers, you're all dead, but at some point in the past, you must have something you wanted to tell me, now is the time!"

On the murals, all the cultivators formed their hand seals — — -

In an instant.

Layers of light condensed into a formation, enveloping Liu Ping's body!