Slaying Demons: Starting with Upgrading my Calligraphy-Chapter 617 - 522: Primordial Heavenly Command

"Old Man He, you've been scurrying and hiding like a rat for so many years, barely surviving, and in the end, you'll still be obliterated by us in one fell swoop."

Deep within the underground palace, in front of a complex and mysterious bronze pillar engraved with the shadows of numerous divine statues.

A towering figure over a hundred feet tall, with a bloated physique, exuding a stench of decay and blood, led a group of Divine Breeders in assaulting a group of Purification Ones.

This figure had a twisted pig face with half-broken tusks protruding from its lips, the skin mottled and rotten, quivering with fat that peeled off with its every word.

"Our god has already delivered a divine oracle, the Great Venerable who will change the world's order has already descended, and you filthy, twisted Divine Breeders are the ones at death's door.

Even if we all perish today, the flame of the Purification Ones will not be extinguished.

Under the leadership of that Great Venerable, this spark will surely become a raging wildfire, burning you all to ashes!"

Facing certain death in a siege, the old man with a towering posture and hair and beard white as snow was utterly fearless, his resonating voice shaking the surroundings as the Qingming Tribespeople below listened, each one showing fierce determination, vowing to perish together with these Divine Breeders!

"A divine oracle? Just a madman's delusion."

Jiang Kunsan bared his teeth, revealing a set of dark, yellowish-black teeth, refusing to believe in the divine oracle that the elder spoke of, supposedly capable of changing the world's order.

"A madman's delusion? How come it seems to make some sense to this poor Daoist then."

A calm and lazy voice sent shivers down Jiang Kunsan's spine, and before he could turn towards the source of the voice.

A misty, blood-red saber light had already pierced through his chest, the terrifying marvel of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber instantly engulfing Jiang Kunsan's entire body.

This Divine Breeder, whose power was enough to rival the Dao Body Realm, couldn't even let out a scream before he turned into an endless stream of scalding blood, spilling on the ground.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh—

The Blood Transformation Divine Saber turned into a demonic blood light, swiftly traversing, and all the Divine Breeders present, like Jiang Kunsan, barely showed expressions of terror and pain before turning into pools of blood.

It's over, someone even more terrifying has arrived...

Originally, seeing Jiang Kunsan killed, the Purification Ones sighed in relief, thinking there was a turn in their doomed situation.

But witnessing the extremely sinister and vicious method of the Blood Transformation Divine Saber's attack, their hearts sank to the bottom.

Fearing that the horrifying blood saber might turn and strike them next.

With a flip of the hand, having slaughtered all the Divine Breeders, the Blood Transformation Divine Saber traced a large arc before returning to its wielder's hand.

"This poor Daoist is Tai Yin, greetings to Elder He."

Stowing away the vicious Divine Saber, Tai Yin smiled and clasped his hands towards the old man.

Hesitatingly looking at the man in a black robe opposite, the old man was about to speak when he saw Deng Ling and the other two emerge from behind Tai Yin.

"Deng Ling? You've returned?"

"Elder He!"

Seeing the elder unharmed, Deng Ling and his siblings beamed with joy and hurriedly approached.

Telling the elder everything about their encounter with Tai Yin underground and his intention to cooperate, Deng Ling softly spoke to the most esteemed and wise elder of their household:

"Elder He, this Daoist possesses formidable strength and mysterious techniques, he likely... isn't from our world.

Though he is erratic, he is very ruthless against the Divine Breeders.

I feel that perhaps we could try cooperating with him.

After all, in our current predicament... we have no choice but to take a gamble."

Listening to Deng Ling's recount, Elder He raised his head to gaze at the Taiyin Elder standing calmly and collectedly over the boundless sea of blood.

"Could this be... the divine oracle?"

...

"The Primordial Heavenly Command that the Taiyin Elder speaks of, is it this?"

In the underground palace, within a secluded, dark chamber with no windows, Elder He handed a tracing of a scroll to the Daoist of the Taiyin.

Receiving the scroll and unfolding it, Tai Yin saw in the center of the coarse, yellowish paper a Jade Token, flowing with purple-gold aura like drifting clouds, with an ancient and grand [Dao] character inscribed in the middle!

This is it!

Seeing the Jade Token on the parchment, Tai Yin's pupils contracted tightly, instantly confirming that this was the Primordial Heavenly Command he sought.

The reason was simple.

Because the [Dao] character on this Jade Token was written in Primordial Heavenly Script.

No matter how advanced the counterfeit techniques of these Purification Ones, they could not possibly replicate an ancient script of the Tianyuan Main Realm that they had never seen.

"It looks like it, but I've never seen the exact appearance of the Treasure Order; only by seeing the actual object can I confirm.

How much information do you have about this?"

Though delighted inside, Tai Yin furrowed his brows on the outside. After carefully scrutinizing it for a long time, he placed the paper down.

"There is naturally some information, but since it is a cooperation, shouldn't the Daoist show some sincerity?"

With eyelids lowered, in the dim room, Elder He's gaze subtly remained fixed on the Taiyin Daoist before him.

The Qingming Tribespeople have resisted the Divine Breeders for over a thousand years.

But in recent years, as the corruption of the Snow Lotus over the world grew heavier, even the divine statues they relied upon gradually faltered under this erosion.

Especially with the recent fall of [Goddess Hongmo Zhiluo], which nearly led to their complete annihilation.

Thus, they urgently needed a point to reverse this disastrous situation and save themselves from doom.

And now, this mysterious and exceptionally powerful Daoist of the Taiyin was the point on which they pinned their hopes.

"Sincerity? If this poor Daoist hadn't arrived in time, surely Elder He wouldn't have the chance to speak with me alive.

Is this sincerity not enough?"