Chapter 128

Chapter 128

All of a sudden, all the commoners and cultivators below the one-chambered stage on the Southern Mountain passed out. A loud chime rang from the five clans, announcing the presence of an enemy, as all the two-chambered gliphers rushed towards the source of the scream.

Return my treasure! A dishevelled woman chased after the circular shield, her long hair flying after her. It was none other than the Yellow Springs Lady.

You devil! Necrogliphism hasnt appeared for years! Its still lurking in the shadows as expected! The figure slapped the circular shield around Chui Yim in the direction of the Ping Clan. The figure was revealed to be Ping Chi.

A grandmaster of alchemy and medicine, he was also a hundred-gliphic gliphist; Ping Chi was determined to keep Chui Yim alive, the child who was meant to be his direct disciple. So, after Chui Yim nearly died the other day, he secretly left a gliph string on Chui Yim so that he would be alerted if anything happened to Chui Yim. At the very least, he would be able to tell if anything happened while Chui Yim was within Southern Ping.

This was why he had arrived so quickly. Ping Chi stared at the Yellow Spring's Lady solemnly, forming a circular elixir with his gliph strings! Since most elixirs were spherical, it would be hard to distinguish an elixir without analysing its aroma, colour and pattern. But if Chui Yim was conscious, he would definitely be able to tell that it was the Poorest Elixir!

The gliph strings overlapped each other, forming a Poorest Elixir! An alchemist with the ability to refine the Poorest Elixir was extremely rare, so Ping Chi felt strongly about it. He didnt care about how this elixir could change someones life or allow one to reach the sixth chamber, but rather the hard work behind refining it. Alchemist Hui started working on the elixir when he was a grade two alchemist, and he sacrificed his whole life on nothing other than just this one elixir. It could be said that he exchanged this elixir with his life.

His determination moved Ping Chi, who created a gliph using the Poorest Elixir, which he named the Poorest gliph. It was also Ping Chis personal gliph. He looked confident, but he didnt let his guard down as he used his personal gliph against the Yellow Springs Ladys necrogliphism.

As soon as the gliph took shape, it shot towards the Yellow Springs Lady with a powerful force behind it.

Get lost! The Yellow Springs Lady looked up, staring at the gliph with her demonic eyes. The chambers on both her legs and right arm turned black, energliph flowing into her heart chamber as she screamed.

It was no ordinary scream. The sound waves instantly turned into a black gas, forming a giant ball of negative energy that collided with the Poorest gliph.

Necrogliphism! Ping San Yats face fell. She deserves death!

The Ping Clan elder mightve been injured, but they still managed to stop the Yellow Springs Lady temporarily.

Whoosh

Sounds of countless figures dashing through the wind rang out. In no time, hundreds of cultivators surrounded the area. All of them were at least of the three-chambered or ten-gliphic stage, and they each belonged to one of the five major clans of Southern Ping. They were also the foundation of Southern Pings strength.

All of them watched the scary Yellow Spring's Lady in shock. They were thrown off their feet to see the four-chambered Yellow Springs Lady defeat the Ping Clan elders with ease!

Everyone! Just then, Ping San Yats voice rang throughout the skies. This demon is a follower of necrogliphism. She deserves death! Please cooperate to defeat her! Im not making this request as the Ping Clan leader, but as a cultivator of this world!

As soon as Ping San Yat said this, the Suen Clan, one of the other five clans, spoke up immediately. Clan Leader Ping, we are more than willing! Its everyones responsibility to eliminate those of necrogliphism; they are the enemies of all cultivators!

All other clans agreed, even the Mo-Yung Clan who was unhappy with the Ping Clan. Mo-Yung Yin knew that their disagreement was about dominance over Southern Ping, but everyone who practised necrogliphism should be culled. This was an unspoken rule in both the North and the South.

A black gas now surrounded the Yellow Springs Lady. Her hair floated in the air, making her look like a ghost from the underworld. A black gas from the shadow realm was emitted from her right arm and left leg. Two huge, black figures condensed from the gas and stood around her.

There wasnt the slightest fear on her face; she looked like a madman. Since youre here to fight, why would I be afraid to oblige?!