Chapter 2,275: Ten Thousand Eyes Illusion
t he can sense Uncle Emperor's aura and insight so keenly"The second prince glanced in the direction of the talented woman known for her sacred writings, and then, he suddenly understood."The Saint's...Zhang Ruchen looked up, his eyes widening at the sight of countless handprints flying towards him. The space around him trembled, air currents surging rapidly, and waves of power rippled one upon another, like a celestial river in turmoil.
The > handprint carries dark power, devouring the holy radiance emanating from Zhang Ruochin.
"Just a distracted attack, yet it's so powerful. Wujiang is indeed a formidable opponent."
Zhang Ruochin appeared to be here for the Emperor-Grade Sacred Pills, but in reality, he had another purpose. He intended to test Wujiang's cultivation depth, so as not to be caught off guard if they met on the Hunting Heaven battlefield.
A Great Saint who can cultivate to the peak of the Hundred Binding Realm within a millennium is extraordinary, each one has trump cards and methods. Even if a Thousand Inquiry Realm Great Saint looks down on them, they will suffer greatly.
Moreover, Wujiang ranked among the top on the Grand Completion List of Baijia Realm. Naturally, Zhang Ruochin attached great importance to him and dared not underestimate him in the slightest.
Without directly confronting Wujiang, Zhang Ruochin employed Spatial Displacement. Before a hundred handprints could land, he traversed space and vanished from his original position.
Wujiang noticed this and was not surprised, as if he had long guessed that Zhang Ruochin would use the spatial displacement to dodge. A cold smile appeared on his face, and he said to himself: "Space controllers are not invincible."
His lips moved, and instantly the power of the curse, soundless and unseen, escaped from within him like mist, like cotton, like a net, enshrouding the universe for thousands of miles.
For the Abyssal race, curse power is their most fundamental means.
Just like: a swordsman's sword, the power of devouring of a Saint Flower Eater, the knowledge of Confucian and Taoist cultivators...
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The mysterious and eerie nature of a curse can be compared to the concepts of time and space.
Right now, Wujiang is using the "Blood Devouring Curse" from within the curse power. It's a spell specifically used against flesh and blood beings like humans, Rakshasa, undead blood races...and so on.
Once a cultivator is touched by the curse, their blood will rapidly drain from within until they become a dry corpse.
Even the spellcasters did not know where the vanished blood went, nor who consumed it.
"Wow—"
A tremor ran through the space, Zhang Ruochin’s figure materialized, a distance of over a hundred miles from both Wujiang and Xianzhi. They stood in a triangular formation.
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The Blood Devouring Curse sensed Zhang Ruochen's aura and converged towards him.
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"< " "Not good." Please let me know if you have any other text you'd like me to translate!
The power of the curse invaded Zhang Ruochin's body. His skin sank in, his body withered rapidly, and became shriveled. Even though he mobilized his holy energy and the purifying divine fire for defense, he was unable to resist it.
The power of the Bloodsucking Curse is pervasive, nothing can defend against it.
"Just enjoy it slowly, the pain of being blood-sucked!" Wujang shook his head gently, too lazy to look again.
To kill Zhang Ruochin, in his eyes, was just a little bit more difficult than squashing an ant.
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Zhang Ruochen's hands were clasped together, his body shrinking rapidly until he transformed into a small light spot. The light spot flickered and used spatial displacement to vanish thousands of miles away, escaping the range of the Blood Devouring Curse.
"Such terrifying curse power, the curses I encountered in the Kunlun Realm before are nothing compared to Wujiang's methods, they are a million miles apart."
Zhang Ruochin was not flustered, because he had known all along that based on pure strength, he still had a considerable gap from Wujiang. This time, competing with him for the quasi-emperor-grade Saintly Intent Pill was to see exactly how big the gap was.
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His body had become emaciated, having lost nearly half its weight. A large amount of holy blood had been drained from his body.
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Logically speaking, purifying the divine fire can break a curse's power, but it depends on the strength of the purifying divine fire compared to the curse's power. A single drop of water can extinguish a candle flame, but not a bonfire.
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Zhang Ruochin could hear Wujiang's voice, and he could sense him approaching. However, with ten thousand divine beings' eyes locked on him, he was pinned down and could only fight with all his might. He couldn't even lift a finger.
Boom, boom, boom.
Zhang Ruochen, invigorated by the will of the Undying King manifested within his saintly heart, slowly raised his arms. Above his head, a nine-layered Divine Palace appeared, confronting those ten thousand eyes.
's heart silently whispered, "Everything is an illusion. Wujiang couldn't possibly unleash the divine might of ten thousand deities, it's all an illusion. I must overcome this illusion and find the truth."
What the...
Luo Fan, who had just collected a King Rank Holy Intent Pill from the distant Qi River, saw this scene and felt anxious in his heart: "This reckless Zhang Ruochin, how can he challenge someone as powerful as Wujang right now. Wujang's mental power has already reached the 66th level, and he had once defeated a Thousand Question Realm Great Saint with his mental power alone. If he adds his Heaven-Gifted Divine Ability Wan Shen Huan, even those strong in the Thousand Question Realm would have to retreat."
Wujiang walked in front of Zhang Ruichen, extending a finger and spitting out dark power from its tip, which transformed into a black blade. It slowly pierced towards Zhang Ruichen's brow.
"Splash!"
The space trembled slightly.
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The Wan Shenyan Illusion disappeared.
Zhang Ruchen recovered from the illusion, his face grave, deep in thought trying to figure out a way to counter Wujiang's move. Just like other cultivators who struggled to understand and counter the Dao of Time and the Dao of Space, there had to be a way to resist.
A sweet breeze drifted toward him.
His long hair flowed in the wind, incredibly sexy. She glanced at him, taking him in from head to toe. Seeing that he was unharmed and seemed mentally sound, she let out a sigh of relief.
"As I told you long ago, don't provoke the top ten powerhouses on the Hundred Shackles Realm Grand Completion List for now. How long have you been cultivating How can you contend with them They may seem less than a thousand years old, but including the time spent cultivating in the Time Array, some of the Hundred Shackles Realm Grand Completion experts have already cultivated for nearly ten thousand years. You need to at least break through the first shackle before you can initially possess the strength to fight them."
"The boundless myriad-eyed illusion is extremely terrifying. Your mental and spiritual strength, are they unscathed"
Zhang Ruochin shook his head lightly and said, "I'm just forcing him to use the Myriad Eyes Illusion. From the data, it's different from personal experience."
"Don't you think you're looking for death" Luo Fu glared at him with a pair of phoenix eyes.
"I've thought of a way to break his Myriad Eyes Illusion!" Zhang Ruochen said.s rang out.With just one strike, the ancient sword Shen Yuan shattered all seven ancestral artifacts, sending them flying in all directions as pieces. Let me know if you have any other text you'd like...