??Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Curse?
Chapter 72: Chapter 72: Curse?
“Boom… Boom…”
A huge explosion blasted a massive crater right where they were standing. Wang Zijia and the old man were both blown away by the blast.
“Crash…”
The already dilapidated ancestral hall crumbled under the intense shockwave, turning into a scene of complete ruins, with even its walls not spared.
Wang Zijia, clad in a rock armor, was flung far away, yet he remained unscathed.
It has to be said that the gift given by his beloved Xiang Feifei, was indeed very handy!
At that mont, Wang Zijia was in his Sea of Consciousness, looking at the newly ford weight next to the Golden Balance, his expression was strange.
Weight: Five Ghosts Devouring Heart Curse
Category: Control type curse
Status: Cursed
Value: 476
Introduction: Almost ten years of Dao cultivation was used to concoct this curse aid at ssing with people. Who do they want to control? They think they can daze you with this level of power?
Kid, they’re greatly underestimating you. Go drink so chrysanthemum tea, store so urine and splash it in their face to rouse them! It’s necessary for them to understand how dangerous the world is!
He raised his hand to exchange the weight for value. As the curse weight turned into a light spot and vanished in the blink of an eye, Wang Zijia heaved a sigh of relief and left his Sea of Consciousness.
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“Cough, cough… Truly befitting of an Outer Sect Genius. Even though you are just an interdiate level child, you killed my two ghosts, and almost put
out of commission here.” The old man, who was launched into the air by the explosion once again, staggered to his feet. He walked over to Wang Zijia and muttered as he watched the unconscious man lying on the ground.
The old man was not as lucky this ti. After being blown away, he was seriously injured.
His right hand had been severed and part of the bone on his right cheek was visible. Many parts of his body were charred, and traces of sizzling firelight could still be discerned on so of his wounds. The sll of burnt flesh wafted around him, indicating that he had barely been able to survive the two fireballs to his face.
“Tsk tsk, a ‘Rock Armor’ talisman of the Dao Law Academy Direct Inheritance. Judging from its quality, it must be a top-notch talisman. Your identity can’t be that simple. It seems I can’t stay in this clan anymore!” The old man muttered as he stepped forward and glanced at the unconscious Wang Zijia, who was rendered unconscious by the curse.
He moved closer and was about to lift the unconscious Wang Zijia off the ground.
“Pfffft… Pfffft…”
The mont he bent down to grab Wang Zijia, the ground erupted with several spear tips, which then shot out.
The old man seed very confident in his abilities, but the spears impaled him effortlessly. The spears propelled him through the air and pinned him to the ruins nearby.
The already gravely wounded old man could no longer put up a fight this ti. He was impaled through the skull, chest, hands, and feet by six spears. After a slight twitch, he stopped moving entirely.
Only then did Wang Zijia open his eyes, flipped over with a springing movent, and got up from the ground. Clothed in his unique “Rock Armor,” he stood near the old man and, ensured that he was completely lifeless before he heaved a sigh of relief.
Next, Wang Zijia looked around, his brows furrowed.
He felt a bit baffled about what had transpired that night, as he was still uncertain about the reason behind it.
With a wave of his hand, activating Clay Control, two big clay-colored hands erged from the ground and carefully frisked the old man’s body.
“It seems he is poor, he doesn’t even have a storage bag. Very disappointing!”
Shaking his head, Wang Zijia moved to the side, near the bodies of the two mutated ghost-infants.
What surprised Wang Zijia, was that the pollution within the bodies of the mutated ghost-infants was still squirming, and didn’t beco dormant even after their death.
Originally, one ghost baby had been blasted into chunks by Wang Zijia and scattered around. The other was pinned to the ground by Wang Zijia, its head punctured by quicksand.
However, during this brief delay, the flesh and blood of the ghost baby that had been blasted apart actually crawled onto the body of the one pinned to the ground, wrapping it in a lump of bloody flesh.
The lump of flesh writhed as if pulsating in a regular rhythm, like it was trying to fuse back together and co back to life. It was very strange.
Wang Zijia’s brows slightly furrowed. Between fluctuations of mana, he delicately probed a piece of the lump of flesh.
After a long while, Wang Zijia was able to extrely arduously lure out a wisp of pollution from this fragnt.
Weights: Ghost Infant Evil Elent
Status: Polluted
Value: 21
Description: As an artificially raised demon, due to continuous sinning, it has already exhibited a minor detrintal mutation. Although it is a re at chicken, if you could gather five of its kind, who knows, you might summon a ‘Divine Dragon’ as a surprise! Have you ever played a card collecting ga?
Young man, there are five of these cards, don’t waste them. After all, you even eat that Evil Seed thing and feed it to that young lady. Do you know what that is? It’s disgusting!
Wang Zijia: “······”
Wang Zijia exchanged the weights for a Tai Chi Fist and then exited his Sea of Consciousness.
Looking at the continuously writhing pile of flesh in front of him, he put it away with a turn of his hand. As for the body of the old man, Wang Zijia hesitated for a mont but left it lying there without doing anything about it.
When he stepped out of the ruins and opened the protective array of the Ancestral Hall, he found that the old man, Huang Shouli, who had been delivering als to him a few days ago and who was the current clan elder of the Huang Family, had at so point already knelt outside the hall.
Seeing that it was Wang Zijia who ca out, his whole body trembled for a mont. Imdiately after, his body, which was already prostrate on the ground, was pressed even lower.
Wang Zijia gave him a cold glance and didn’t imdiately ask anything. Instead, he turned around and headed towards the center of the valley up ahead.
At this mont, there was a blaze in the valley, and cries erupted from the compound at the center.
When Wang Zijia rushed into the compound, he found that several courtyards in the center of the compound had turned into ruins. However, the remains were sowhat peculiar as they were turned inside out like a flower. In the center of the ruins, there were two holes in the ground.
It appeared as if two creatures suddenly rushed out from underground. The force of their ergence was so strong that it bludgeoned two inverted holes on the ground. The residual waves of the blast caused the surrounding buildings to collapse.
Through the holes, one could vaguely see a large space underground, resembling an underground palace.
At this mont, in the entire compound, there were four individuals, their faces blackish-green, looking like mad demons acting crazily and killing widely, giving rise to the resounding cries.
“It’s the Immortal Elder, the Immortal Elder has arrived!”
“Immortal Elder, save us, Uncle II has gone mad, he kills whoever he sees, Little Seven was torn to pieces by him!”
“······”
Wang Zijia frowned and lifted his hand to kill a few people. He detained their corpses to inspect them. Oh, aren’t these the ones in the backyard of the Ancestral Hall?
It seed his guess was correct. The old man and the ghost babies were the source of the incident. The three that the Law Enforcent Team had killed previously were probably in the sa group as the two he had destroyed.
After dealing with the crazed ones who had been polluted, he instructed the remaining people to wait at the valley entrance. Zijia then, with a furrowed brow, approached the center of the courtyard, peered into the holes, and looked below.
From the collapsed area, it seed there was a huge altar underground?
From the traces, it seed that the two ghost babies had suddenly burst out from underground and crashed through the courtyard, heading directly his way.
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