Fantasy: I'm Really Not A Supreme Master!-Chapter 1051 - 958 Ink Splash without a Trace

Chapter 1051: Chapter 958: Ink Splash without a Trace

Chapter 1051 -958: Ink Splash without a Trace

True Ancestor World, Northern Border, a vast expanse of desolate land.

The Temporal Hall Master, leading four overlords, crossed the Great Wall, stepping out from the void.

Though not dead, their complexions were all somewhat pale.

“There’s trickery!”

Lu Ba’s face was filled with rage as he said,

“How dare the Ban Explorers deceive us?”

Hou Wanshan also expressed his fears, saying,

“When the Corpse Bone Great Wall Celestial Blade fell, I thought I was going to die…”

— The Temporal Hall Master, along with eight great overlords, was crossing the border when, while passing through the Heaven-Suppressing Gate of the Corpse Bone Great Wall, four were trapped and killed.

Had the Temporal Hall Master not acted decisively, they might have all perished.

And the Temporal Hall Master took out an item, saying,

“Without this thing, even I would likely have bled to death…”

Onlookers watched as he revealed a dark red clump of soil!

“The True Ancestors found a contingency left outside the forbidden land by The End of Myriad Paths, and though it’s yet to be breached, a clump of soil was already unearthed…”

The Temporal Hall Master spoke indifferently,

“This soil is stained with her blood from bygone years!”

Hearing this, Lu Ba and the others immediately understood.

It was only thanks to this clump of soil stained with the blood of The End of Myriad Paths that they were able to escape from death’s door!

“Master, what do we do now?”

Lu Ba asked.

The Temporal Hall Master said,

“We need to seek the Destiny Pen, the Pale Scroll, and the owner of the Origin-Devouring Poisonous Insect first…”

There was a sharp coldness in his eyes as he continued,

“The End of Myriad Paths, though they brought their corpses back, they are still Evil Corpses…”

“They’re the best ones to control these ultimate treasures.”

After all, this world still contained contingencies left by The End of Myriad Paths.

He was cautious in his actions and would never personally face danger until it was absolutely necessary.

Speaking thus, the Temporal Hall Master took out the three treasures, and sneered,

“I have already sensed the location of the Evil Corpses… Follow me!”

Immediately, they stepped out.

Their first direction…

One of the Four Domains Eight Desolations, the Ink Splashing Dao Domain!

…

At this moment.

Ban Explorers.

“There’s deceit!”

Elder Du appeared, his complexion exceptionally ugly, as he said,

“A trap was set at the Great Wall, resulting in the death of four overlord-level beings!”

Hearing this, Huihe’s face drastically changed.

“This… Didn’t the Sacrificial Temple open the gate?”

He muttered to himself.

Elder Du said in a deep voice,

“There must be a spy inside the Sacrificial Temple!”

Huihe’s expression became exceedingly grim.

Those damned spies had gotten four overlords killed!

“Fortunately, the distinguished figure is unharmed.”

Elder Du continued,

“He has crossed the Great Wall and is now seeking the three remaining from the Ten Honored and Two Vicious Ones… Three days from now, that figure will annihilate this world!”

“Be prepared!”

Huihe nodded, saying,

“Understood, Huihe gets it.”

Then, Huihe immediately sent out a message to the Sacrificial Temple.

“Elder Grandson Changqing, what’s going on? There’s still a spy, and they’ve caused the downfall of the great figures from the Grey Mist Sea!”

He was very irate.

Even though this world would be destroyed in three days, he was still outraged and wanted to force the Sacrificial Temple to root out the spy.

…

Inside the Sacrificial Temple.

Numerous Ultimate Beings were gathered together.

“We’ve received the latest message from the Ban Explorers,”

Elder Grandson Changqing’s face was extremely grim as he said,

“The distinguished figure from the Grey Mist Sea… suffered an accident.”

“He was trapped and killed!”

Upon hearing this, everyone’s expression changed.

“What, how is this possible…”

“Haven’t we already arranged for people to meet them at the Great Wall?”

“What exactly is going on?”

The crowd looked at each other in bewilderment.

Elder Grandson Changqing stood up and said,

“There is still a spy among us!”

Hearing this, everyone’s complexion shifted again.

“Who is it?!”

They asked.

Elder Grandson Changqing said,

“Ning brother, take action!”

As he finished speaking,

a frosty long blade had already appeared in Ning Tianji’s hand, catching Wu Jiandao off guard as he struck Wu Jiandao’s neck with a swift cut!

“Ah!”

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“What are you doing?!”

Wu Jiandao’s voice trembled; his head had been severed, but he had not died, holding his own head with both hands as he continuously backed away.

Jiang Shanjin also exclaimed in horror:

“Elder Brother Changqing?!”

Elder Grandson Changqing spoke in a chilling tone:

“It was your Martial Clan that trapped and killed a significant figure from the Grey Mist Sea!”

“Wu Fengbei has now made a great contribution and has been promoted to Great Commander by the Great Wall!”

“If you’re not the traitor, who is?!”

Hearing this, Jiang Shanjin was also instantly enraged and turned to look at Wu Jiandao, saying:

“Well played, Wu Jiandao, so you are the traitor too!”

Elder Grandson Changqing ordered:

“Execute the traitor!”

Immediately, the three joined forces!

Inside the Sacrificial Temple, a terrifying battle erupted.

Wu Jiandao tried to flee desperately and ran outside of the Sacrificial Temple.

But this time, traps such as a killing formation had been set outside the Sacrificial Temple, blocking his escape completely.

Jiang Shanjin and Ning Tianji attacked frantically, and the ultimate battle unfolded, shocking the world!

“What exactly happened?”

“Another ultimate battle… what’s going on?”

People everywhere were shocked; the entire True Ancestor World was paying attention.

In the end, above the skies of the Sacrificial World State, such a scene unfolded:

Endless Great Dao dissipated, a pathway formed by the Great Dao Rules collapsed, heavy rain poured from the sky, fog churned, and countless Dao principles returned to the mortal realm!

“The Ascendant… has fallen!”

“Heavens… how could this be, who died?!”

“What exactly is going on?!”

The True Ancestor World was astounded.

That was the celestial phenomenon of an Ascendant falling, ultimate destruction, returning the Dao to the heavens!

And Elder Grandson Changqing, well-mannered and gentle, held Wu Jiandao’s head aloft, proclaiming to the world.

“Wu Jiandao has committed a heinous crime, attempting to harm the True Ancestor World; we have executed him!”

“The Martial Clan must bear collective punishment, and all righteous people of the world should eradicate this traitorous clan!”

Upon hearing this, the world was greatly shaken.

That day, under Elder Grandson Changqing’s command, the Changsun Family, the Ning Family, the Jiang Family, and other major families launched an attack against the Martial Clan.

The Martial Clan was wiped out completely.

In one day, the once glorious Martial Clan, one of the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans, vanished from this world.

At the same time, another clan—the Ji Family—also underwent a major internal strife.

A powerful being from the Ji Family, Ji Xuanyuan, emerged dramatically, slaying seven of the clan’s Gate Openers in one battle and declaring a clear separation from Ji Wulu.

It was a massive purge; the blood flooded the Ji Family Ancestral Court, and it was said that seven-tenths of the Ji Clan had perished!

From this day forth, of the Nine Eternal Ancient Clans, with the Yang Clan and Jiang Clan already gone, the Martial Clan eradicated, and the Ji Family utterly reformed…

Only five clans, including the Changsun Family and Ning Clan, still stood unyielding.

The wind of change swept through, and the True Ancestor World was thrown into complete chaos.

…

At the same time,

in one of the Four Domains Eight Desolations, the Ink Splashing Dao Domain,

the Dao Domain was like a scroll of painting.

Within the interwoven Xuanhuang Qi of the Ink Splashing Dao Domain, there was a palace.

Shockingly, that palace was suspended over a sheet of white paper.

That sheet of paper clearly emanated an extraordinary aura.

Inside the palace, it was extremely quiet.

But, two women were painting in silence.

One of them, veiled, wore a black long dress, coldly elegant and focused intently on a painting in her hands.

That painting contained an infinitely vast world.

There were continuous mountains, magnificent roaring rivers, villages nestled beneath the mountains, with smoke curling upward from chimneys, boats waiting to cross by the riverbanks, fishermen singing in the twilight…

There were grand cities, small towns with bustling life, people hurrying about, people indulging, someone drawing eyebrows for his wife, someone sending a child to school…

This painting seemed to capture every aspect of a world.

At the center of the painting was a man, his eyes and brows as if alive, with a slight smile on his lips, his gaze reaching out of the painting to the viewer, as if it were a silent and long companionship.

The woman in the black dress caressed the image of the man for a long time, then suddenly said with a smile:

“My lord, you should go to the Western Pond to watch the fish today, remember to come back and write me a poem.”

As she spoke, the man in the painting disappeared, and right after her brush passed over, he reappeared in the painting by a pond with beautiful scenery, observing the fish, his demeanor leisurely and content.

She… was using her own way to keep her “lord” alive in a world within a painting.

Then, as if she no longer wanted to disturb her lord, she raised her eyes to look at the woman beside her.

This woman was breathtakingly beautiful, wearing flowing purple fringed long dress, but her gaze appeared vacant as she held a brush in her hand, constantly drawing on a blank canvas, yet the tip left no mark.

She maintained the mechanical motion, repeated over and over, seemingly never to stop.

“Sister, change the paper.”

The woman in the black dress spoke with some pity, she replaced the rice paper for the woman in the purple dress.

The woman in the purple dress seemed deaf to her words.

“My lord is dead, but I still remember his face… yet, you are even more pitiful than I, unable to make even a mark on the painting… Endless obsessions result in ink spilled without a trace…”

The woman in the black dress shook her head.

But at that moment, the woman in the purple dress suddenly stopped her brush and looked blankly toward the outside of the hall.

The woman in the black dress also immediately sensed something, raised her eyes to look, and her eyebrows knitted together tightly!

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