Purgatory Artist-Chapter 482: Emotions

A black limb pierced through the wraith's body.

Almost instantly, the wraith's flesh and blood disappeared like a popped balloon.

All that was left of it was a complete skeleton, held in place by the black claw, hanging in the air.

Within the fog.

A sharp voice was heard:

"Hehehe, there's no other way, all living beings, all existence, in front of me, there's only one thing you can do"

"Submit"

As soon as the voice finished.

The fog scattered.

A strange person covered in a black shell appeared on top of the pile of rocks.

It was only about 1.34 meters tall, still in the shape of a child.

If it wasn't for its strange appearance, one could even say that it was Liu Ping!

The strange person took a deep breath and greedily spoke: "Ah ... the Samsara ... what a wonderful world, countless living beings are waiting for me"

Boom!!!

A huge bolt of lightning about a few dozen meters thick came down from the sky, striking the strange person's body.

This bolt of lightning had already surpassed the limits of Heaven's Tribulation, just the aura it gave off was enough to destroy everything around it, turning the entire forest into nothingness.

Inside the lightning, the strange person's body kept twitching.

Suddenly.

The carapace on his body disappeared, and he returned to the appearance of a child.

Liu Ping!

Surrounded by the lightning, Liu Ping breathed heavily, speaking with the voice of an adult man:

"Are you there?"

"I'm here" his voice returned to that of a child, answering himself: "Who are you? What was that monster just now? "

The child looked around, then spoke with the voice of an adult man again: "Ah? Why is the screen black? Ah, I'm sorry, so there's something wrong with your eyesight."

"Yes" the child's voice came again, "I'm blind."

"Very well, let's cut to the chase, the other guy and I can only descend into your body once, it was chased out just now, and I'm about to leave as well."

"We are the possessors of those two powers."

Liu Ping silently listened, then couldn't help but recall the light he saw before.

The black light was being restrained by the white light.

The black light kept struggling, wanting to escape, but was still surrounded by the white light, unable to leave.

"You're right" the adult man's voice spoke, "It originally wanted to control you, but we're protecting you, so it couldn't take over your body."

"From now on, neither it nor we will be able to interfere with your affairs."

"Two types of pure power remained in your body. To be honest, we don't know what will happen."

"My only advice is:"

"Don't be controlled by that evil power. Otherwise, once you completely lose yourself, we won't be able to do anything."

"Now we have to leave."

"Good luck."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the lightning in the sky disappeared.

The Earth returned to normal.

Liu Ping realized that he was standing at the same spot. The energy waves on his body had already broken through the Foundation Establishment stage and reached the Golden Core stage.

There was no reminder in the void.

It was as if nothing had happened.

Liu Ping checked his body carefully and did not find anything strange.

"How strange. What exactly are these two powers ..."

He muttered under his breath.

Suddenly, a stream of light flew over from the sky and landed not far away from Liu Ping.

The light dissipated, revealing a young cultivator.

"Little friend, may I ask what happened here just now?"

The young cultivator released his inner sight to scan the large patch of land and forest and casually asked.

Liu Ping clasped his fist: "Ah, I'm really sorry. My Tribulation might have caused quite a commotion and disturbed you, please forgive me."

The young cultivator scanned him with his inner sight and nodded: "Golden Core stage, a 5 year old Golden Core stage cultivator, how rare!"

"Thank you for your praise, fellow Dao seeker" Liu Ping said.

"However, other than fellow Dao seeker breaking through to Golden Core stage, is there really nothing else that happened here?" the young cultivator asked.

"There really isn't" Liu Ping said.

"That can't be right. The energy waves just now far exceeded the range of Golden Core stage. Even Sainted stage cultivators wouldn't be able to release such energy waves."

The young cultivator stared at Liu Ping.

His body was emitting Ascended stage energy waves.

The cultivation realms, from low to high, are: Qi Training, Foundation Establishment, Golden Core, Rejuvenation, Divine Transformation or more commonly called: Ascended, Sainted, Projection, etc.

Liu Ping has now broken through to Golden Core stage, but in front of this young cultivator, his strength is still far from enough.

There's a gap of 2 realms between them.

The young cultivator's spirit energy waves became stronger and stronger. Gradually, it felt like a heavy burden weighing down on Liu Ping's shoulders.

"Such a huge phenomenon will only occur when those ruins appear."

"I advise you to tell the truth."

"Otherwise, I can't guarantee your life."

The young cultivator casually took out a magic fan and slowly fanned it, staring coldly at Liu Ping.

A 5 year old Golden Core stage cultivator!

Why should such a genius be allowed to grow?

Furthermore, the phenomenon just now was really strange. This child must be hiding something!

Liu Ping smiled bitterly and shook his head, clasped his fist and said: "Fellow Dao seeker, I've already felt your strength, but really"

His voice became weaker and weaker, and finally became softer.

"Hm?"

The young cultivator in front of him seemed to be paying attention.

Liu Ping bent his back, as if he was hit hard, he knelt down on the ground.

The young cultivator scanned him with his inner sight, but didn't find anything wrong with him.

"What a pretentious act!"

The young cultivator casually waved the fan in his hand.

A gust of wind followed, condensing into dense frost fists out of thin air, and all of them landed on Liu Ping's body.

After a series of attacks, Liu Ping was sent flying and smashed into a rock by the river.

"My patience is limited. If you don't speak, I'll take your life with the next attack!"

The young cultivator waved the fan in his hand and said leisurely.

However, Liu Ping didn't seem to feel anything.

The pain from being hit by the spell was clearly transmitted to his brain through his body, but he was more concerned about something else.

His body.

His body was filled with anger.

This anger emerged from the depths of his body, turning into a monstrous rage that grew bigger and bigger, like a raging tide that couldn't be suppressed, eliminated, or resisted.

"Huff ..."

Liu Ping let out a long breath, but this breath flew out dozens of meters away like a spray.

"Sorry, I wanted to ask you."

He stared at the young cultivator in front of him with bloodshot eyes, and said in an extremely suppressed tone:

"Threatening me with my life, forcing me to say something that has nothing to do with you."

"What makes you think you have the right to do that?"

The young cultivator in front of him was stunned, then laughed: "I ask, you answer, this is the rule. If you want to break this rule, I'll kill you, capture your soul and continue to torture it, I'll get the answer sooner or later."

Boom!

Liu Ping's body trembled, causing the ground around him to tremble as well.

A line of burning text finally appeared:

[The two powers in your body have been stimulated, they have begun to take control of your body, producing an unparalleled sense of anger]

[Your emotion is about to become: Anger]

Liu Ping closed his eyes and spoke with an uncontrollable tone: "You ... don't say anymore, I can't hold my emotions back anymore."

"Emotions? Who do you think you are, can't you understand what I'm saying? Die! "

The male cultivator casually waved the fan in his hand.

A golden blade manifested out of thin air, riding the wind as it slashed towards Liu Ping's body.

Poof!

The blade hit Liu Ping, causing a mist of blood to erupt.

The male cultivator closed his fan and spoke excitedly: "Hah! Dead like a dog, so what if you're a 5 year old Golden Core cultivator? You won't be able to cultivate anymore, even your reincarnation depends on whether I'm happy or not."

"Now I'll capture your soul and see what's going on."

As soon as he said that, he quickly formed a hand seal with both hands.

However, when he was halfway through the incantation, he slowly stopped his hand movements.

On the other side.

The child stood still.

The golden blade gradually disappeared from his chest, leaving behind a ghastly wound.

But the child didn't die.

His eyes turned crimson red, his body trembled non-stop, a hoarse voice came from his mouth:

"I'm sorry, I can't control my emotions."

The male cultivator felt his vision blur.

The child disappeared without a trace.

Not good!

The male cultivator felt a sense of danger, his hands were about to form a defensive hand seal.

He felt a sharp pain.

His hands were broken by the child's slap, his chest was hit by a huge impact, and his entire body sank into the ground.

The male cultivator opened his eyes wide, revealing a look of disbelief.

So fast!

That was too fast!

He's only a Golden Core cultivator, why can't I even see his movements clearly?

He watched as the child walked in front of him, then spoke with a helpless tone:

"There's no other way, I've been thinking for a long time, only your death can calm my anger, then I'll be able to control myself."

"You"

As soon as he said that, the child raised his leg and kicked his head with all his might.

Bam!

With an explosive sound, the male cultivator was sent flying, crashing into rocks of various sizes in the river, then went through the entire river and crashed into the mountain.

A faint black and white glow appeared on the child's body.

He flew forward, pulled the male cultivator out of the mountain, and threw him into the shallow water.

"Spare me, spare me, I'm sorry, I was wrong."

The male cultivator was covered in blood, hurriedly begging.

The child chuckled, then suddenly roared in anger:

"Didn't you want to kill me just now?

You can't beat me, so you're begging for mercy?

You call yourself a cultivator? "

He grabbed the male cultivator's neck, pressed him into the water, and punched him again and again.

"Ah!"

The male cultivator screamed in pain.

The child abruptly lifted him up and whispered into his ear: "If you're still a cultivator, don't scream like that when you're being beaten."

The male cultivator was like a drowned rat, trembling all over as he spoke in a low voice:

"I've never been beaten like this before, please spare me! Can you spare me? "

"You've never been beaten like this before, yet you dare to kill and steal my soul?" the child asked.

The male cultivator was speechless.

"You disappoint me too much." The child threw him into the water and punched him again.

Boom!

The male cultivator was smashed into the mud at the bottom of the river.