Chapter 806: Chapter 32: Unexpected Gains, the Grand Minister of Agriculture’s Absolute Skill and Emperor Jing! (Da Zhang)
"Woo~"
The sound became increasingly clear, yet Zhao Xing could never locate where it originated.
He tried to communicate with King Heavenly Destiny, but there was no response from him.
At this point, Zhao Xing looked again and found that there was not a single person on the ship!
"It’s coming!"
Zhao Xing’s heart sank, recognizing that the mastermind had already initiated a spell.
He just didn’t know which type of curse spell it was.
"Puff~"
It was as though something had ignited, causing Zhao Xing to retract his neck and step away from where he stood.
He discovered that where he had just been standing, a piece of ash had fallen.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be Xuanhua Paper commonly used for official documents in Great Zhou.
He could faintly discern his own name on it.
"It’s the Blood Word Curse Technique." Zhao Xing immediately recognized it. "This is a top-level soul-type curse spell."
His expression turned tense.
Among all the spells, this one was the hardest to defend against.
Just like his [Yin Wind] spell in the past, which also rendered the enemy defenseless.
Curse-type spells were even more bizarre.
"Sizzle~"
The sky appeared normal, but suddenly paper debris began to fall.
Characters leapt from the paper, resembling blood, then twisted and transformed.
Some looked like human figures, others like the outline of an eye, and some were human-beast hybrids.
"Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff Puff~"
But these blood characters ignited themselves during their descent.
By the time they landed at Zhao Xing’s feet, they were already a pile of ashes.
"Kid, get ready to activate the Soul Extinguishing Bell, I need to let some curse entities in to trap the opponent deeper."
This was the voice of King Heavenly Destiny, and Zhao Xing also didn’t know where it came from.
"Alright, bring it on!"
Zhao Xing took a deep breath, with the Life Soul carrying a golden bell, ready to resonate at any moment.
As soon as he finished speaking, four words appeared in the sky: ’Decline’, ’Brilliance’, ’Breath’, ’Spirit’.
The word ’Decline’ took shape first and lunged towards Zhao Xing below.
Soul-type spells can only be defended against with soul-type spells or treasures.
The Heavenly Mechanism Robe Zhao Xing wore emitted a burst of white light.
At the same time, a bell sounded from within him.
"Clang!"
The ’Decline’ spirit was instantly blocked twenty meters away.
The other three words remained a hundred meters high.
"Blood Word Curse Technique, Decline acts first, followed by Breath, Brilliance, and Spirit. If the first word doesn’t hit, the rest will lose effectiveness."
"Now it’s a tug-of-war between the two sides, King Heavenly Destiny wants to increase the opponent’s cost."
Zhao Xing commanded the Soul Extinguishing Bell to resonate once.
Buzz~
The ’Decline’ word moved into a fifteen-meter range.
...
Meanwhile, at the bottom of the sea, inside the Crystal Palace of the Trident Mountains.
Blood Spirit Venerable gazed puzzled at the Blood Pool below.
The Blood Pool mirrored Zhao Xing’s image, his vestment robe glowing, though the bell sound was inaudible to him.
"He was prepared indeed, with protection beyond a fifth-rank official." Blood Spirit Venerable analyzed the information obtained. "It’s very possible that he was secretly selected by the Heavenly Mechanism Hall."
"Then he must not be allowed to remain."
Swish~
The surrounding volumes of documents flew into the air, all collected by Yin Qi Quan over the years.
Files were constantly being set on fire, transforming into streams of light that plunged into the Blood Pool.
"Go!"
Blood Spirit Venerable immediately increased the curse’s power.
Accordingly, the price he paid also increased.
Beside the Blood Pool lay a corpse, split open with multiple blood holes appearing.
"Gulp~"
Blood flowed into the pool.
In the blink of an eye, his flesh shriveled, becoming nearly skin and bones.
The ’Decline’ word promptly closed within a ten-meter range of Zhao Xing.
"What sort of demon dares to plot against me?!"
In the vision, Zhao Xing was shocked and furious, his hands trembling as if he could no longer withstand it.
Blood Spirit Venerable chuckled softly, understanding the lip movement, and cast the spell again.
"Boom~"
The bones of the dry corpse crumbled to dust, entirely cast into the Blood Pool.
"Though I die today, I won’t spare you as a vengeful spirit!!"
Looking at the ’Decline’ word less than three meters away, Zhao Xing’s face twisted with fury, veins bulging.
Blood Spirit Venerable was slightly surprised.
Because the Blood Pool was already half drained, yet the blood-red ’Decline’ had not fully penetrated Zhao Xing’s body.
Blood Spirit Venerable pointed his finger again, and five ’Decline’ words appeared in the sky.
Simultaneously, the Blood Pool also reached its bottom.
"Can’t a third-rank life take you down?"
Blood Spirit Venerable watched coldly.
On the ship, all five ’Decline’ words were already within one meter of Zhao Xing.
But just then, they stopped.
Not only did they not advance, there were signs of them being pushed back.
"Aaaaah!"
Zhao Xing roared, seemingly in a last-ditch struggle.
Blood Spirit Venerable paused for a moment.
"Why can’t I kill him yet."
He vaguely sensed that something was amiss.
But he thought that with one more push, he could kill Zhao Xing.
"Bang!"
Blood Spirit Venerable severed one of his own fingers, throwing it into the Blood Pool.
"Heavenly Person’s Five Declines, go!"
Blood light surged, moving another nine-tenths of a meter forward.
"Ah, just who wants to kill me!!!"
"I’m about to die, so unwilling..."
"Bang Bang Bang Bang Bang!"
Blood Spirit Venerable cut off nine fingers in succession.
At this moment, the five Decline characters had moved ninety centimeters.
Only ten centimeters separated them from Zhao Xing.
When Blood Spirit Venerable severed the tenth finger.
He discovered the Blood Word Curse was still nine centimeters away.
Blood Spirit Venerable: "..."
Watching Zhao Xing shouting in the vision, he found the scene somewhat familiar.
At this time, Blood Spirit Venerable felt as if he’d fallen for some unscrupulous merchant’s scheme.
Already hacked ninety-nine times, about to succeed, only to find the last blow split into ten small cuts...