#2826 - The Curse of Asgard
The disciples of the Four Great Dao Traditions slowed their pace, some even stopping altogether.
They carefully examined the surrounding corpses, expressions of contemplation on their faces.
“I can't sense even a trace of immortal energy from these corpses.
Those who could fight their way into the Immortal Palace must have been extremely powerful experts in life.
Even after ten thousand ages of death, they should still retain some immortal energy within their bodies.”
“Perhaps the Immortal Palace Lord completely obliterated the immortal energy within them when he killed them.”
“Let me take a look.”
Several disciples walked to the corpses closest to them, examining them for a few moments before crouching down, reaching out to touch them.
“Wait!”
Lei Huang stopped those disciples.
“With your strength, if anything unexpected happens, we won't even have time to rescue you.”
Lei Huang stepped forward, gesturing for those disciples to step back, “I'll do it. Let's see what's going on.”
As Lei Huang spoke, he once again surveyed the surrounding environment before re-examining the corpse in front of him, then reached out to touch it.
When his finger touched the corpse, there was no reaction.
Immediately, he channeled his magic power into the corpse, a strange expression gradually appearing on his face.
“Fellow Daoist Lei Huang, what is it? Did you discover anything unusual?”
A true disciple from the Falling Immortal Dao Earth saw his reaction and couldn't help but step forward to inquire.
Lei Huang shook his head slightly, “I just find it rather strange.
After these people died, not a trace of immortal energy remained in their bodies, but their celestial cave star-seas were not destroyed, remaining relatively intact, only the stars within the star-seas were completely withered.
The star-seas and stars that remain now are entirely formed from death energy.
I've never even heard of such a situation, let alone seen it.
Fellow Daoists, have any of you heard of such a thing?”
“There's such a thing?”
The true disciples of the Falling Immortal Dao Earth, Profound Origin Immortal Sect, and Jinyun Immortal Sect all revealed strange expressions upon hearing this, stepping forward one after another to examine the corpses like Lei Huang.
“How very strange.
At the time of death, if the immortal magic power is completely exhausted, the stars within the star-sea formed by immortal magic power should perish along with it.
After all, there's no magic power left, so where would the stars come from? The stars are the source of magic power.
Could they have formed on their own after death?”
“Could it be a situation like this…” Qi Xu said after pondering: “These people's star-seas were not withered when they died, and some immortal energy remained.
Over the long years, the death aura of the corpses permeated the star-seas, merging into the stars.
Later, over a long period of time, the immortal energy gradually disappeared, finally leaving behind these stars.
Therefore, at first glance, one would think they were formed from death energy.
In fact, they were just permeated back then, the immortal energy was lost, and only death energy remained.”
“Not good!”
Just then, Lei Huang's expression suddenly changed.
The several true disciples beside him saw Lei Huang's eyes turn blood-red, with blood actually flowing from the corners of his eyes.
His neck, the back of his hands, and his entire face, all exposed skin, were covered with black纹痕, like tree roots, rapidly spreading.
Such a scene made the inner disciples' hearts leap, their faces turning pale!
That was Lei Huang, the fifth-ranked expert on the Lei Ji Immortal Palace's true disciple leaderboard!
Even a king among geniuses like him suffered because of touching the corpse!
The disciples who had been about to touch the corpses but were stopped by Lei Huang felt a chill run through their bodies!
“This is a curse, the power of a curse from the creatures of the underground alien space world!”
“Senior Brother Lei Huang!”
The disciples of the Lei Ji Immortal Palace stepped forward one after another.
“Don't come over, stay away from me!”
Lei Huang's body trembled violently, his face somewhat distorted, as if he were enduring great pain. In his bleeding eyes, there was a look of struggle, obviously trying to resist the curse.
“Fellow Daoists, we will help you suppress the curse!”
The true disciples of the Falling Immortal Dao Earth and Profound Origin Immortal Sect came to Lei Huang's side at the same time.
Qi Xu also wanted to go up.
However, at this moment, their expressions changed drastically at the same time.
Immediately, everyone saw that the eyes of every true disciple who had touched the corpse turned red, rapidly filled with blood, with blood flowing from the corners of their eyes. Their faces, necks, arms, all exposed skin, were just like Lei Huang, covered in black纹路.
“We are all cursed!”
Painful expressions appeared on the faces of the true disciples of each Dao Tradition, making their features somewhat distorted.
“Don't approach us, protect us, we must suppress the curse!”
The true disciples of each Dao Tradition said to the disciples of their respective sects.
Then, they sat down one after another, their bodies seething with immortal energy, forming thick cocoons of immortal light!
The hearts of the disciples of each Dao Tradition sank sharply.
Their senior brothers and sisters, all of them were cursed.
Just because they touched the corpses.
These curses were far more terrifying than the curses they had encountered from the creatures of the lower alien space world outside.
Otherwise, it would be impossible to pose a threat to a king among geniuses in the Chaotic Realm!
Not long after, pitch-black纹痕 appeared on the surface of the immortal light cocoons of the true disciples of each Dao Tradition, starting with just a few.
But those black纹痕 were gradually growing, slowly spreading, covering an increasingly large area.
Such a scene made the disciples of each Dao Tradition even more terrified.
If the senior brothers and sisters couldn't suppress the curses on their bodies, would they become like those fellow disciples who were cursed on the way here?
If that were the case, then none of them would survive!
With their cultivation in the Eternal Life Realm, they would be slaughtered in an instant by the true disciples who had lost their minds!
Many of the inner disciples were already trembling with fear, a huge panic spreading in their hearts.
Not far away, Jun Wuxie, hidden in the void, silently watched this scene.
The Immortal Palace was indeed dangerous, but it was also the fault of those true disciples for being careless.
They actually used their hands to directly touch the corpses.
If they had maintained a distance at the time, using magic power to examine them from afar, perhaps they wouldn't have reached this point.
He just watched, not intending to take action.
Firstly, taking action would expose him, not only exposing him to the eyes of these inner disciples, but also exposing him to the eyes of the mastermind behind the scenes.
He believed that the mastermind behind the scenes must be monitoring this place, knowing the whereabouts and situation of the disciples of each Dao Tradition who entered.
Although the corpses here were not left by the mastermind behind the scenes, he must have participated in it.
“This person is calculating, using the remaining curse power of the corpses of the Ghost Witch Clan experts to scheme against the true disciples of each Dao Tradition.
In order to weaken their strength.
It seems that he is not confident that he can leave behind all the true disciples who entered, so he used this method.”
Jun Wuxie had already seen through everything.
It wasn't that the strength of the mastermind behind the scenes was inferior to these true disciples.
He believed that daring to set up such a situation, even if these true disciples, with someone like Lei Huang who ranked fifth in the sect, even if they added up their own strength, it would be impossible for them to be a match for the mastermind behind the scenes.
It's just that the mastermind behind the scenes is very cautious.
He is mostly guarding against these true disciples carrying some forbidden artifacts or powerful immortal magic weapons.
Since the mastermind behind the scenes led these people in, spending so much effort, it was definitely not just to kill them so simply.
Therefore, he would definitely not let these true disciples be swallowed by the curse.
His purpose should be to weaken their strength, making them unable to fight with all their might.
Therefore, he must have already assessed these curse powers.
In fact, Jun Wuxie also saw that although the curse power was strong, it was impossible to completely erode the minds of these true disciples.
After all, the time was too long, and after experiencing the great war that year, the Ghost Witch experts were beheaded, and the curse power had been almost wiped out.
As they died, the curse power would sink into their bodies.
If one didn't deliberately guide it, it wouldn't suddenly revive at all.
Which also meant that the curse power within the corpses was mostly activated in advance by the black hand behind the scenes.
In addition to this, Jun Wuxie also deduced some things.
That is, why the immortal energy was exhausted when the star-seas of the corpses still had stars.
Not leaving a trace, but preserving the stars condensed with death aura.
Previously, what Qi Xu said was correct, indeed their star-seas were invaded by death aura after their death.
But there were still things hidden inside.
It was not a coincidence that the immortal energy happened to be non-existent at this time.
If the immortal energy had completely disappeared many years ago, then the death aura in these corpses would not be what it is now.
“Looking at it this way, this time I have encountered a capable enemy.
What does he want to do, even wanting to devour the immortal energy of the Ghost Witch Clan people who have been dead for ten thousand ages.
This can peel off pure immortal energy from the star-seas invaded by death aura, and can also avoid the curse, not being contaminated by the curse, capable.”
Jun Wuxie was now more and more curious about who the black hand behind the scenes hidden in this Immortal Palace was.
If his identity was someone from the Four Great Dao Traditions, then it would be interesting.
Of course, it was also possible that it was not someone from the Four Great Dao Traditions, but someone colluding with the people of the Four Great Dao Traditions.
In any case, things were quite interesting.
Even if it was the latter, then it also meant that there was a tumor in one or several of the Four Great Dao Traditions.
This tumor or these tumors, helping outsiders to harm their own fellow disciples, and still harming such a large number of them.
Such a thing, in the entire history of the Great Mixed Origin World, was probably very rare.
…
As time went by, the disciples of each Dao Tradition became more and more uneasy, more and more terrified.
Those black纹路 were about to cover the entire immortal light cocoons of the senior brothers and sisters.
They were very clear that once the entire immortal power cocoon was covered by black纹路, it would mean that their resistance to the curse had failed, and they would be completely eroded and lose their minds.
At that time, everyone here would have to die!
"If I had known, we shouldn't have come in!"
"I regret it. It's all the fault of the greed in my heart!
We actually fantasized that the Immortal Palace in the Land of Forgotten was a pure land of immortals. How naive.
Now, even the true传师 brothers and sisters can't hold on anymore!"
"What should we do? Can anyone tell us how to resolve this calamity!"
"I don't want to die yet. How can I be willing to die here like this!
Who will save us poor people!"
Some disciples' mental states had already reached their limit after this period of high pressure.
Experiencing such a thing at this time, they were almost about to collapse.
Just as some disciples were about to lose their Dao hearts, the situation took a turn for the better.
They saw that the dark, ink-like纹痕 on the immortal power cocoons of the true传师 brothers and sisters had stopped growing and spreading.
This scene made them feel like they were seeing the light of hope. Their inner breath, filled with haze, seemed to suddenly have a glimmer of light.
Immediately, they excitedly saw that the black纹痕 on the immortal power cocoons were gradually receding.
"The senior brothers and sisters are starting to gain the upper hand!"
The disciples of the various Dao lineages clenched their fists tightly, their voices filled with post-disaster trembling and excitement.
Finally, they didn't have to die!
The true传师 brothers and sisters were indeed incomparably powerful.
In such a desperate situation, even at the last moment when they were almost completely eroded, they could still turn defeat into victory and begin to suppress the curse.
What kind of powerful spirit and tenacious will did this require?
"We have hope. Senior brothers and sisters are mighty. No matter how strange and terrifying the curse is, it will still be suppressed by the senior brothers and sisters!"
"That's right. After all, they are true传师 brothers and sisters, powerhouses of the Chaotic Realm.
Among the powerhouses of the Chaotic Realm in this world, they can all be the best, kings among their peers!"
The disciples of the various Dao lineages saw hope and became very excited, with smiles on their faces.
At this time, they regained their sense of security and were no longer as filled with fear as before.
… …
Jun Wuxie watched from nearby, just as he had estimated.
These true传 disciples ultimately gained the upper hand and were gradually suppressing those curses.
This was originally the purpose of the mastermind behind the scenes.
He didn't want to kill the true传 of the various Dao lineages with curses, but to make them have to suppress the curses at all times, using most of their experience on this matter.
At that time, the mastermind behind the scenes could ensure that the final stage of his plan would be foolproof.
… …
At the same time, deep within the Immortal Palace, inside a certain small world.
On the cliff near the immortal medicine field.
The melodious zither music gradually stopped.
The white-clothed youth pressed his hands on the zither strings, the corners of his mouth slightly raised.
"Everything is going smoothly. I hope that my life, my destiny, will also be victorious as planned.
In this world, no one can control my destiny!
How can I be willing to be a wedding dress for others.
If you want to control me, then let's see who will be the victor in the end!
You will not be the protagonist. Don't look at your infinite glory now.
I endure humiliation and bear the burden, just to pull you down from the altar one day!
Today's situation will be a link in my path to success.
I believe that day will not be too long.
Are you ready for my counterattack?
Oh, perhaps you still think that I am completely controlled by you, and I don't dare to have any thoughts of resistance.
You think you have conquered my will, haha, ridiculous."
The white-clothed youth muttered to himself.
The originally calm and composed him actually had a strong sense of desolation at this time.
Who knows what he has experienced?
Today's situation will cause many people to die, to die for his success.
He doesn't want this either, but some things, he has no choice.
In order to break free from the shackles of fate, in order to break free from that person's control and manipulation, he must be ruthless and unscrupulous!
"Don't worry, I will find a high monk to save you in the future.
Today, you can go in peace, dedicate everything to me, and I will live a more wonderful life for you…"
After the white-clothed youth finished speaking, he slammed the zither strings with his right hand pressing on the strings.
With a clang, the zither music rose sharply, completely different from the melodious peace before!
