Master of Strange Dao

It seemed he had overthought it.

The jade boxes and talismans here were actually just manifestations within the sealing.

Information that once existed, now materialized.

Yu Ziqing picked up the Jade Scroll, and the Yin God opened its eyes.

Using the Yin God to peer into the contents of the Jade Scroll.

In an instant, a strand of his consciousness seemed to appear in a void.

Smoke swirled around him, and in the blink of an eye, the smoke condensed like an ink wash painting, swiftly transforming into a world of black and white.

On a high sacrificial altar, someone in ceremonial attire wore a menacing mask, performing a dance while chanting spells and executing Seals.

As the ritual proceeded, people kneeling beneath the altar raised their heads.

Their faces slowly detached from their heads, and their heads began to transform into White Water Eggs.

Their faces, trailing tails like starlight, flew onto the altar and fell into a Purple Gold Vase with a broad belly and narrow mouth.

Then, the masked individual took out three talismans, placed them crisscrossed over the mouth of the Purple Gold Vase, sealing it.

The ink wash world continued to change, shifting to another scene.

Someone took out a scroll, which only depicted a silhouette from the back.

Below sat many people still with facial features, and the masked person told them,

"The Dharma Method of the White Water Egg is within the scroll, its essence and True Intent contained therein. It is best comprehended independently.

Taking ready-made Dharma Methods for cultivation is much inferior, and one may not necessarily succeed.

Once succeeded, conducting the ritual allows one's True Name and True Form to be entrusted to the Void, rendering many Dharma Methods useless against them thereafter.

They can also perfectly keep secrets.

No one can extract secrets from them with any Divine Secret Skill.

They are sacrifices, destined for no good end.

Yet, someone must walk this path, take the risk."

Yu Ziqing's consciousness looked at the silhouette on the scroll.

A person in a long robe stood at a cliff's edge, with endless void on one side and nothing else but an extending cliff on the other.

As Yu Ziqing peered, he immediately felt a strong True Intent and mystery within.

It was like that person standing at the cliff's edge; stepping out would lead to entirely different circumstances.

The mystery and True Intent seemed more like giving someone a choice, urging a decision.

Advance or retreat.

Yu Ziqing looked at that silhouette and inexplicably had a thought.

"Only advance or retreat; why do you stand there without advancing or retreating?

Others only have two choices; you standing still is that not a third choice?"

The moment this thought emerged, Yu Ziqing felt that the figure in the ink painting moved.

Slowly, it turned its head, revealing a faceless visage.

That face seemed like a vortex, expanding endlessly before Yu Ziqing's eyes.

In a daze, that painting disappeared, leaving only a faceless, vortex-faced figure standing in the void.

Toweringly tall, the vortex face seemed a myriad feet high.

The vortex continuously drew Yu Ziqing's consciousness forward.

Suddenly, Yu Ziqing's Yin God opened his eyes, and the last clinging Earth Devil Venerate in his abdomen also twitched slightly.

The Stele of Earth Deity Origin trembled slightly, and the sacred sounds of the ancestors abruptly grew resounding, echoing through heaven and earth.

The Dadui Jade Seal also illuminated brightly.

Several Prefectural Governor Seals on Yu Ziqing's body automatically flew out, turning into a stream of light, circulating onto Yu Ziqing himself.

In an instant, the consciousness absorbed from Yu Ziqing stood in the void.

Quietly watching that enormous vortex face.

"You tell me, why do others only have two choices, yet you have a third?

If the rule is only two, do you not have to obey the rule?

Even the maker of the rules must adhere to them."

Yu Ziqing asked solemnly, and upon speaking the last sentence, his resolve became unshakable.

In a moment, his form began to recede further.

In the void, the immense vortex-faced figure suddenly moved.

He extended a hand, vast enough to blot out the sky, reaching for Yu Ziqing.

Yu Ziqing watched expressionlessly.

Pointing a finger, the accumulated power of the Three Calamities surged forth.

The power of the Three Calamities, formless and unnoticed by most living beings, seemed perceived by the entity.

Trying to evade but unable to, as the hand covering the sky was just too vast.

All the power of the Three Calamities sank into its palm.

At the same time, within the encampment of the White Water Egg.

No. 1, sensing something, vanished instantly.

He arrived before a sacrificial altar at the deepest part, where a Jade Scroll enshrined atop radiated blinding light, and terrifying pressure descended abruptly.

"Who? Who is snatching?"

The head of the No. 1 White Water Egg flickered slightly with a light, wasting no time in bodily cleansing with the Body Purification Talisman.

Then, changing attire, he donned a menacing mask, approached the altar, lit candles, chanted spells, executed Seals, and danced.

The eerie aura spread, accompanying the ritual of No. 1 White Water Egg.

The light emitted by that Jade Scroll became even more intense.

Meanwhile, Yu Ziqing distinctly felt that enormous hand covering the sky quicken its pace.

He remained unmoved, and with the culmination of various powers, Yu Ziqing's retreating speed increased faster and faster.