Chapter 0800 Malevolent Curse

Chapter 0800: A Malicious Curse

Gui Yangjun never anticipated Qin Yun's sudden surge in power. Previously, Qin Yun had only been at the late Profound Realm, with strength on par with the early Martial King Realm.

But after borrowing the power of the Sky Lion Beast Spirit, Qin Yun's strength now matched the mid Martial King Realm.

Coupled with the power of the Immortal-Demon Physique, his power grew even greater.

Gui Yangjun was taken completely by surprise and was instantly overpowered, unable to fight back.

"You... how did you suddenly become so strong?" Gui Yangjun finally found an opening and hastily retreated, dodging Qin Yun's attacks as he cried out in shock.

"You damned sheep-head, don’t even think about running!" Qin Yun shouted.

As he gave chase, Gui Yangjun swiftly dodged, but suddenly, thick vines burst forth from the ground, entangling him.

Though Gui Yangjun was momentarily ensnared, he quickly broke free with his raw power.

However, the moment he escaped, Qin Yun had already closed in.

The Soul Sacred Blade, which had been knocked away earlier, suddenly flew back into Qin Yun's hand.

"Master, save me!" Gui Yangjun screamed, but in that instant, Qin Yun impaled his skull with the Soul Sacred Blade.

"Ah!" Gui Yangjun screamed in agony. "Master, hel—"

After the Soul Sacred Blade impaled Gui Yangjun's head, it absorbed and consumed his soul.

Having consumed such a powerful soul, the blade seemed capable of self-repair.

With his soul consumed by the Soul Sacred Blade, Gui Yangjun was truly dead.

*Thud!*

Gui Yangjun collapsed to the ground, leaving the Ancient Remnants and the people of the Profound Domain completely shocked.

Gui Yangjun had been a true Martial King, a member of the Ancient Remnants—yet Qin Yun had still killed him.

"I won. Are we free to go?" Qin Yun locked eyes with Ghost Dragon.

Earlier, Ghost Dragon had not only discerned Qin Yun's Immortal-Demon Physique but also recognized the extraordinary nature of his Soul Sacred Blade. He sneered coldly, "They can go. But you must stay. You killed my top enforcer—you must take his place!"

"And if I refuse?" Qin Yun said icily.

"Then they die!" Ghost Dragon snarled maliciously as malevolent dark energy erupted from his body.

*Whoosh!*

A surge of demonic energy condensed into a ghastly draconic claw, hovering menacingly over Bao Changshou and the others.

"Stay, and they walk free!" Ghost Dragon had already seen Qin Yun as a priceless asset—he would never let him leave.

"Qin Yun, don’t listen to him! We’ll stay and fight him together!" Jian Linglong shouted.

"Qin Yun, if you stay, you’ll face a grim fate—ignore him!" Bao Changshou also yelled.

But Qin Yun was acutely aware of Ghost Dragon’s power. If they fought, they’d all be slaughtered.

"I’ll stay!" Qin Yun roared.

"Excellent, hahaha..." Ghost Dragon laughed heartily, waving his hand to open the gold-and-jade door.

Outside stood numerous five-headed giants, but they now parted to make way.

"Get out!" Ghost Dragon released a surge of dark energy, engulfing Jian Shitian and his group, hurling them through the door.

With a loud boom, the gold-and-jade door slammed shut with a thunderous crash.

Bao Changshou and his companions were now locked out!

"You're called Qin Yun, right?" Ghost Dragon looked at Qin Yun with predatory interest.

"Correct!" Qin Yun said coldly. "Why have you kept me here? What do you want?"

"Get in that coffin!" Ghost Dragon commanded, waving his hand. A violent gust hurled Qin Yun backward.

Qin Yun landed inside the massive coffin where Ghost Dragon had been, and the lid automatically closed over him.

Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi were beside themselves with panic.

Anyone could see that the giant coffin was a seal—once inside, there was almost no escaping it.

"Master, what are your plans now? Do you intend to leave this place?" Turtle Immortal stepped forward and inquired.

"I am still sealed here. There must be multiple sealing barriers still holding me!" Ghost Dragon replied coldly.

"Then, Master, what’s your plan for that brat?" asked an elder from the Long family.

"Let him rot in there. After twelve hours, his soul will fade away, and his body will be mine. I'll turn him into my puppet!" Ghost Dragon laughed.

Hearing this, Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi panicked even harder and rushed toward the coffin, heaving against it desperately.

They didn’t call for Lan Suyao, aware of her grudge against Qin Yun and believing she wouldn’t help.

Yet, Lan Suyao came anyway.

"You... you’re supposed to serve me!" Ghost Dragon frowned angrily.

"We never accepted your bribes!" Lan Suyao retorted.

"Oh? Qin Yun inside that coffin is now my property. Are you trying to steal from me?" Ghost Dragon sneered.

Lan Suyao locked eyes with Ghost Dragon, her eyes emitting a blue glow.

Turtle Immortal quickly shouted, "Master, strike now! She possesses Sacred Eyes!"

Seeing the blue light, Ghost Dragon was briefly taken aback. He swiftly dashed forward and drove a fist into Lan Suyao’s gut.

Lan Suyao let out a cry of agony!

"These Sacred Eyes—I’ll take them!"

Ghost Dragon laughed maniacally, gripping Lan Suyao’s slender neck before brutally plucking out her sapphire-blue eyes and swallowing them whole. His own eyes then turned blue.

"Master!" Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi shrieked in horror as they witnessed Lan Suyao’s eyes being torn out.

Meanwhile, they had managed to pry the coffin open slightly.

Trapped inside, Qin Yun seized the narrow gap and forcefully blasted the coffin lid open.

When Qin Yun emerged, he only saw Lan Suyao lying on the ground, her face covered in blood. Her sapphire-blue eyes were gouged out, leaving only bloody sockets, a horrifying sight.

Even Lan Suyao, facing the formidable Ghost Dragon, stood no chance against him.

Upon seeing Qin Yun emerge, Ghost Dragon immediately rushed over and struck him several times, sending Qin Yun crashing into a sheet of ice.

Boom!

The ice shattered, sending ice shards raining down and burying Qin Yun.

"Leave those three women to you all. I'm going to break this guy—I’m curious how strong his body really is!" Ghost Dragon cackled wildly.

Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi helped Lan Suyao up and quickly retreated.

The Profound Domain cultivators, the Long Family, and the Ancient Remnants all charged forward with sinister grins.

Their previous respect for Lan Suyao had been solely due to her powerful Sacred Eyes.

But now, not only had her Sacred Eyes been torn out, she was also severely injured.

"I’ve wanted to claim Su Yao for a long time. And now, with her two disciples as well… Haha! Taking all three of them at once will feel amazing!" A crocodile-headed beastkin cackled.

Other beastkin also advanced with predatory grins.

Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi hastily threw out numerous talismans—all given to them by Qin Yun!

KABOOM!

In an instant, violent flames erupted, engulfing the approaching crowd in explosions that sent them screaming in agony.

Though injured, none of them died—instead, it only enraged them further.

Blinded by rage, they charged at Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi, attacking relentlessly.

In mere moments, both women were critically injured.

Both were below Martial King level, and now they were besieged by a horde of Emperor Wu and Half-Immortals—completely outmatched.

"All of you, die!" Lan Suyao, still lying on the ground, suddenly produced a Cube Eye artifact.

A crimson light burst from it, enveloping the approaching crowd.

Splash!

Those too slow to react instantly melted into bloody sludge.

Only a few dozen Emperor Wu and Half-Immortals managed to block the attack in time, while the rest—hundreds of fighters—were reduced to nothing.

Even Turtle Immortal nearly died of fright, collapsing to the ground in horror.

"Master!" Turtle Immortal cried out.

Ghost Dragon, who had been probing Qin Yun's meridians, immediately rushed over upon sensing the disturbance.

Seeing the red light shooting from the Cube Eye in Lan Suyao’s hand, he was shocked. He swiftly struck her several times, snatching the artifact away.

"You fools!" Ghost Dragon bellowed, enraged by the slaughter of so many servants in an instant.

"Master, that Qin Yun whelp carries rare treasures on him. We shouldn’t dispose of him yet! Those two maidens are close to him—if we capture them, we might be able to force Qin Yun to surrender his secrets!"

An elder from the Long family stepped forward and spoke.

"What's your name?" Ghost Dragon asked, eyeing the elder warily.

"My name is Long Chunyuan, I'm from the Long family!" the elder chuckled.

"What else does Qin Yun have?" Ghost Dragon inquired.

"Aside from the Dual Mystic Pattern Soul, Qin Yun also possesses a powerful Heavenly Lion Subduing Dragon Cauldron!" Long Chunyuan sneered. "Just curse these two women, and Qin Yun will fall right into line!"

"What kind of curse?" Ghost Dragon perked up, intrigued.

"It's a curse unique to our Long family. Once it takes hold, only our Long family’s main house can break it!" Long Chunyuan explained.

"Good, hurry and cast the curse on them!" Ghost Dragon grinned.

Long Chunyuan approached, taking out two black beads—curse beads.

Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi lay wounded on the ground, helpless as the curse took hold.

Qin Yun, badly injured himself, could only watch from afar, his blood boiling with rage.

Once Long Chunyuan finished, he smirked. "Done!"

Qin Yun spat through gritted teeth, "Long family scum—I’ll carve my way to your damn doorstep!"

Long Chunyuan barked a laugh. "Only the Tenglong family’s ancestral hall can lift this curse. If you dare, come and try!"

Zi Qingcheng and Shui Tianzi writhed, screaming in agony.

Qin Yun’s chest tightened with fury, his vision turning red.

If Zi Qingcheng, Shui Tianzi, and Lan Suyao hadn’t pried open the coffin lid earlier, he would have been trapped inside to die. Even Yao Fang’s arrival wouldn’t have cracked the lid from the inside.

The coffin only opened from the outside—no way around it.

Otherwise, Ghost Dragon himself could have simply pushed it open from inside!

"Hah! Qin Yun, see how they squirm? Every hour, three hours of agony—that’s their fate!" Long Chunyuan sneered. "Hand over your treasures now! Give up your treasures, and I’ll grant them a mercy kill."

Then, Yao Fang’s voice reached Qin Yun: "Qin Yun, why did you call for me so urgently? I was deep in meditation, senses shut—your cries barely reached me!"