The sudden scene left everyone stunned. It was at this mont that Qiu Wucheng suddenly made his move. From the already tattered sleeve of his, a blood-red talisman erged. The air suddenly beca tense, and the blood-red talisman shot towards the direction from which the sound ca.
The aura carried by the blood-red talisman made Lu Wujue and the others feel a tightness in their hearts. The Sword Saint now lacked the previous aura of looking down at the world, and even the Clear Wind Sword in his hand seed tinged with panic. However, it was still too slow to draw the sword.
"Long Yan!"
The person who spoke was Long Yan himself, who watched with a heavy gaze at the talisman shooting towards him. It was feared to be one of Qiu Wucheng’s signature skills, the Blood Curse Talisman. Even such a tiny talisman, not bigger than a palm, was enough to turn a grown man into pus.
"Kid, your death day has co."
Seeing Long Yan’s appearance, a sense of smugness rose in Qiu Wucheng’s heart. He was the First Evil Doer in the world, yet this brat had mocked him repeatedly. He was now full of anger, and this talisman was enough to end Long Yan’s life.
At this ti, although Lu Wujue was extrely anxious, he had no way to deal with the talisman that had already reached Long Yan’s eyes. According to common sense, once the Blood Curse Talisman landed on soone, it signified the end of that person’s life.
At that ti, even the Great Powers of the Four Great Sanctuaries a Century Ago had no way to deal with this Blood Curse Talisman, let alone a young junior like Long Yan.
The Blood Curse Talisman morphed into a bloody skull in the air, emitting an eerie and unheard shriek. Elder Roushui was already stupefied, continually brewing the Rain Nourishing Spell in his hand, trying to intercept the Blood Curse Talisman in the air, but it was utterly useless.
When this millennium’s First Evil Doer made a move, he gave them no chance at all.
Finally, in the despairing gazes of everyone, the Blood Curse Talisman landed on Long Yan. The blood-red poison instantly enveloped Long Yan tightly, and as the blood-red hue dispersed, this person would turn into pus.
The talisman, originally composed of True Qi, began to gradually disintegrate. The swirling waves of blood were like scorching flas, and Long Yan wrapped inside appeared like a helpless little bird.
It was at this mont that Long Yan moved. He simply stretched out his hand, and the clenched fist showed bulging veins that everyone could see. This must have been caused by the toxin of the Blood Curse Talisman.
Long Yan was indeed in extre pain at this mont. When the Blood Curse Talisman landed on his body, it caused a piercing pain, like pores incessantly expanding. Then countless toxins drilled through the pores into his body, after which a warmth spread all over, and all the toxins that entered Long Yan’s body simply disappeared.
Long Yan’s back continuously radiated a myriad of colors, and then the Divine Fire activated by itself. The surrounding Blood Sha toxins seed to have encountered sothing terrifying, constantly retreating from Long Yan’s body, like avoiding a Plague God.
Long Yan’s palm gently opened, and in his palm, a colorful fla flickered lightly. The surrounding air seed to be constantly rising, making Qiu Wucheng instantly feel a bit suffocated.
"How did you get such a thing?"
Qiu Wucheng’s expression looked a bit twisted, and a sense of terror montarily filled his heart.
His sleeves kept waving continuously, and several Blood Curse Talismans spread like machine-gun fire, covering the domain in front of him. This sudden frenzy forced Elder Roushui and Lu Wujue, who were initially closing in on him, to retreat.
"Long Yan, are you all right?"
Lu Wujue grabbed Long Yan’s shoulder, and Long Yan instantly felt as if his shoulder was clamped by iron pincers. An anxious expression appeared on Lu Wujue’s face.
Long Yan’s heart felt a warmth. It was clear Lu Wujue truly cared for him. Long Yan simply shook his head to indicate he was alright.
Confirming once again that Long Yan was unhard, Lu Wujue appeared relieved and pounded Long Yan’s chest lightly. This little junior really was worriso.
"Why did you mock him for no reason? You almost got yourself killed at the start."
Long Yan chuckled and pointed at Qiu Wucheng, who had fallen into a frenzy.
"Wasn’t the effect just right? Look how scared he is of my Divine Fire."
At this point, Lu Wujue realized the situation and looked at Long Yan with a strange expression, asking.
"What’s the situation with your Strange Fire? The old man has seen many Strange Fires, but never one like yours."
In the Holy Domain, there are indeed many Strange Fires. Lu Wujue had seen a fair number, but since he wasn’t an alchemist, he didn’t need any Strange Fire. However, he knew that Strange Fires possess different colors based on their attributes.
Yet this was the first ti he saw such colorful Strange Fire as Long Yan’s. Long Yan just smiled and didn’t explain much, but simply released a fiery snake toward Qiu Wucheng using the colorful Strange Fire in his hand.
By the ti Lu Wujue asked this, he regretted it because among cultivators, the most taboo question is to inquire about soone’s details. He was used to speaking openly with his apprentice, so it just slipped out.
In the cultivator domain, regardless of how good the relationship is, no one would pry into soone’s background, as it’s a matter of respect. But Lu Wujue stole a glance at Long Yan and felt relieved seeing that Long Yan didn’t seem to mind at all.
As expected, Long Yan still couldn’t unleash the full power of the Divine Fire, and the fire snake was suppressed rely half a ter before Qiu Wucheng by several Blood Curse Talismans. Although the Blood Curse Talismans couldn’t harm Long Yan right now, their quantity outweighed quality. In such dense circumstances, even the Divine Fire couldn’t purify them fast enough.
Thus, the battle reached a stalemate, with Qiu Wucheng shouting incomprehensibly in the midst of the Blood Curse Talismans. Long Yan surmised that Qiu Wucheng must have encountered Divine Fire sowhere and might even have been injured by it, thus triggering him when Long Yan released the Divine Fire.
"By the way, who sealed him a century ago?"
Long Yan asked Lu Wujue, glancing at him, and Lu Wujue showed a thoughtful expression as if recalling sothing. Elder Roushui intervened and said.
"It was the Righteous Taoist from the Haoqi Alliance, Master Lingyin from the Void Temple, and the Celestial Master from the Purple Bamboo Forest."
Upon hearing this, Long Yan raised an eyebrow. Why were there only three among the Four Sacred Places? Elder Roushui seed to realize sothing, his eyes widening as he looked at Long Yan.
The latter just nodded lightly. Long Yan’s inquiry had no other intention. Judging by Qiu Wucheng’s formidable nature, it appeared that the descendants of the forr Three Sacred Lands seed to have no effective ans against him.
So, the heir from the remaining Sacred Land was the key, but why didn’t they attend the sealing of Qiu Wucheng?
This seed to be the key to explaining Qiu Wucheng’s current state.
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