It was necessary to obtain something personal from the target in order to cast a curse on them. It could be a drop of blood, a strand of hair, or a person’s clothing.

Without any of these items, if one wanted to cast a curse on the enemy, one had to use one’s spiritual power or gaze to lock on to the enemy.

If one could not lock on to the enemy, the power of the curse would naturally be greatly reduced.

Just like Yan Wushen, he had used the light of Buddha and easily purified the curse that had invaded his body.

Wujiang’s spiritual power was unparalleled in the entire Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. No cultivator could compare to him. Zhang Ruochen had moved more than 20 times, but he still couldn’t escape from Wujiang’s spiritual power lock.

At the end, when Wujiang cast the Chant of Death, he also cast the Curse of Light and Dark, completely trapping Zhang Ruochen.

‘What a strange curse.’ Zhang Ruochen thought.

Zhang Ruochen stood in a circle of dark green dark light. He didn’t panic, but his heart had stopped beating.

No matter how immune his body was to the curse, it couldn’t resist the power of such a terrifying curse.

His body temperature dropped rapidly to the freezing point.

His blood flow slowed down.

What was more terrifying was that his heart had lost its vitality. It was like it was frozen or turned into stone. Even with his level-65 spiritual power, he couldn’t protect it.

‘Many gods of the Infernal Court are probably watching me. If I use the Heart of Truth, I’ll definitely be exposed,’ Zhang Ruochen thought.

Zhang Ruochen was confident that he could break the Chant of Death by using the Heart of Truth.

But he didn’t dare to use it directly.

Of course, Zhang Ruochen could also escape into the Violet Gourd and use Supreme Power to fight against the Chant of Death. However, even though he could save his life, it was the same as giving up the Battle of Celestial-Hunting and completely trapping himself.

Zhang Ruochen came up with several countermeasures in a flash, but they didn’t work.

“This is the only way!” said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen’s eyes became icy. He unleashed a million times more absolute yang Qi that he had previously suppressed. The divine flames contained in the Divine Purification Flame, as well as Yanshen’s leg, became violent as a result.

His body turned red in an instant.

Lub-dub

His heart beat again.

Zhang Ruochen’s body burned with divine flames. His two eyeballs turned into fire beads. The dark green light that trapped him became slightly distorted.

“Blood Grind Ember.”

A blood-colored millstone gradually formed above his head.

The light of stars in the Realm-frame of Truth spread around his body. It pushed open the dark light and gathered toward the blood-colored millstone. The destructive aura from the blood-colored millstone grew stronger and stronger.

Wujiang’s expression froze, he sent a voice transmission to the 132 Nether Clan Supreme Saints at the same time, “What Zhang Ruochen used was the ultimate technique that Wargod Bloodximius was famous for when he was a Supreme Saint. He used the Path of Truth to fuse with it. He probably wants to use ten times his attack power.

“Everyone, listen up. Those who can manifest The Gate of Destiny can use the Power of Destiny to suppress Zhang Ruochen.

“Zang Wentian, Zang Wenhai, Supreme Saint Wu Ji… The ten of you, enter my Nether Domain and form the decagon nether formation.”

The eerie Nether Domain appeared beneath Wujiang’s feet and spread out for hundreds of miles. Inside, there was the white bone demon mountain, the blood-red lake, the magnificent nether city… all sorts of terrifying and unparalleled scenes.

On the Nether Clan’s home planet, half of the opportunities that Wujiang had obtained were related to the Nether Domain, which doubled the effect of his Nether Domain.

Furthermore, as long as he spent more time, Wujiang was confident that he could make the Nether Domain even more mysterious. Even if he became a god in the future, there would be endless benefits.

The ten Supreme Saints of the Nether Clan rushed to the ten directions of the Nether Domain, preparing to form a formation.

Once the formation was completed, even if Zhang Ruochen unleashed ten times his attack power, he wouldn’t be able to break through the defense of the Nether Domain.

“Amitabha! This is great! The opportunity has finally come!”

The Supreme Saint Celestial Captive, Dao Yuan used the “Boulder secret technique.”His body became like a rock fragment floating in this space, ready to ambush Zhang Ruochen at any time.

However, Zhang Ruochen’s Path of Dimension was powerful. He hadn’t found a suitable opportunity.

Wujiang was doing his best to control the Chant of Death, the Curse of Light and Dark, and the Nether Domain. Suddenly, he sensed a rock fragment flying toward him.

“Huh? A stone? That’s not right,” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s expression changed and he shouted, “There’s an ambush. Be careful.”

“Haha! It’s too late. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. Everything will be gone.”

The stone fragment turned into Dao Yuan’s figure. It had a bald head and a round face. Its body gave off a golden light and its body started to crack.

Boom

He self-detonated his Sainthood Source.

The ten Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saints who wanted to form a formation were the first to bear the brunt. They were in the center of Dao Yuan’s self-detonation. They all exploded into ten balls of blood mist. Only pieces of saint bones were left.

Dao Yuan was a Hundred-Shackle Realm Supreme Saint. The destructive power of his self-detonation was too strong. He pounced on Wujiang and more than a hundred Nether Clan Supreme Saints.

Wujiang gritted his teeth. He was so angry that he was trembling.

If he hadn’t used all his strength to deal with Zhang Ruochen, how could a mere Celestial Captives have the chance to self-explode his Sainthood Source in front of him?

Ten Hundred-Shackle Realm Nether Clan Supreme Saints had died. The losses were too great. In the eyes of the Nether Clan gods, it was all Wujiang’s fault. He had to take full responsibility.

Wujiang took a deep breath and pressed his palm forward.

Whoosh

A circular dark ray formed in front of the Myriad Curse Bead. It was like a shield, blocking the surging destructive power.

Zhang Ruochen was slightly surprised. He hadn’t expected such a change.

Actually, Dao Yuan wanted to ambush Zhang Ruochen, but he saw more than 100 Nether Clan Supreme Saints gathered. They weren’t prepared at all. They seemed like they could all be killed in one wave.

Thus, he changed his strategy at the last minute.

What was the point of dying together with Zhang Ruochen?

Killing more than 100 Infernal Court Supreme Saints in one go would give him a greater sense of accomplishment.

“This is a good opportunity,” said Zhang Ruochen.

BOOM!

Zhang Ruochen shattered the Curse of Light and Dark and struck out the Blood Grind Embers with 10 times the attack power. It passed through the destructive power formed by the self-detonation of the circle and crashed into the circular dark light screen in front of Wujiang.

“Oh no!” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s heart sank when he saw the blood-red millstone that was bigger than a mountain.

A brilliant destructive light wave spread out. The dark light Shield shattered. Wujiang and more than 100 Nether Clan Supreme Saints were thrown out at the same time. They were all seriously injured.

“In the end… I still lost…” said Wujiang.

Wujiang’s body had suffered even more damage. The Myriad Curse Bead had an effect on his spiritual power as well. He was injured to some extent.

“Slash!”

Zhang Ruochen chased after him. He waved his hand and cut open a Dimensional Rift.

Wujiang barely held up the Myriad Curse Bead to block it.

“Slash!”

“Slash again!”

…

Layers and layers of Power of Dimension fell on Wujiang. He finally could not hold on anymore. He fell into the broken space, surrounded by oblivion and darkness.

Zhang Ruochen grabbed the Myriad Curse Bead that was about to fly away and quickly sealed it.

Another Supreme Artifact was in his hands.

In an instant, the space became normal again.

Zhang Ruochen felt a little regretful that he could not kill Wujiang after all.

With his ability to reach the realms of Wujiang, Yan Huangtu, and others, it was easy to defeat him, but it was too difficult to kill him.

Previously, Zhang Ruochen had wanted to kill Wujiang, but he had put himself in a dangerous situation. So this time, he was very decisive. He directly sent Wujiang into the void and made him leave the battlefield.

Next, Zhang Ruochen had more important things to do.

“Killing Supreme Saint Yanhong and defeating Yan Huangtu and Wujiang in a row. Zhang Ruochen is simply too arrogant.”

“I’m afraid that only Que can be his opponent in the entire Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting!”

“Have you forgotten Yan Wushen? Yan Wushen is also a Yuanhui-level genius. He’s definitely not weaker than Zhang Ruochen.”

…

Countless cultivators in the entire Infernal Court were talking about Zhang Ruochen.

At the same time, they talked about Que, Lan Ying, Yan Wushen, and even Luo Shengtian. However, they rarely talked about the defeated Yan Huangtu map and Wujiang.

The loser was destined to be a foil and dim.

Yan Wushen’s eyes were deep. He said, “You haven’t used the Saintwill in your fight with Wujiang. Is it because the Saintwill you have cultivated has reached a higher level and can not be perfectly integrated with the saint technique?”

The Saintwill had to be combined with the saint technique in order to be transformed into combat power.

This integration required a significant amount of time to cultivate and polish.

Zhang Ruochen’s body was engulfed in flames. His fighting spirit was brimming with zeal. He smiled at Yan Wushen and then disappeared.

Zhang Ruochen reappeared hundreds of miles away.

Time after time, he moved quickly towards the Albajade Tree.

Yan Wushen said, “It seems that Zhang Ruochen has given up on spending a lot of time hunting the Supreme Saint Celestial Captives. Instead, he’s going to rescue the Immortal Vampires hiding in the Albajade Tree. At the same time, he must have set his final target on Lord Hornless. As long as he kills Lord Hornless, he’ll be able to secure victory in the Battle of Celestial-Hunting.

“Besides, Zhang Ruochen shouldn’t have completely expelled the Power of Curse in his body. He might even have suffered some degree of injury.”

Yan Wushen analyzed it secretly and shouted, “Zhang Ruochen, don’t leave. Fight with me.”

Yan Wushen also used the Great Dimensional Shift to chase after him.

When they reached the edge of the Albajade Tree, more than 30 Deathkin Supreme Saints each took out their Regal Artifacts and attacked Zhang Ruochen.

“Get out of the way,” said Zhang Ruochen.

Zhang Ruochen took out the Pleiades Lotus and turned it into a seven-petaled ghost lotus. He busted all the Regal Artifacts away. Half of them were cracked and half dull.

In front of a Supreme Artifact, a Regal Artifact was nothing.

Then, Zhang Ruochen formed a sacred fire handprint and used the Dragon-Elephant Prajna Palm Strike. He sent more than 30 Deathkin Supreme Saints flying. The Divine Purification Flame also ignited their Neverwither physique.

“Oh no, it’s the Emperor-level Divine Purification Flame. Quickly expel them from our bodies. Otherwise, we’ll be burned to ashes,” a Deathkin Supreme Saint cried out.

Zhang Ruochen ignored them and rushed into the Albajade Tree.

…

On the seventh Dark Star.

Luo Sha hovered in the darkness and looked at the seventh Dark Star. “Have you found it? Where are the cultivators of the Yanluo clan and the three upper clans hiding?”

A Rakshasi Supreme Saint stood behind Luo Sha. She was nervous. Bowing, she said, “We… We can’t find them. They’re hiding very well.”

“How can there be no trace of them?” asked Luo Sha.

Luo Sha felt even more uneasy. She asked again, “What’s the situation on the seventh Dark Star?”

Another Rakshasa Supreme Saint said, “All the Supreme Saint Celestial Captives are still gathered on the planet.”

Luo Sha said, “All of them?”

“The Supreme Saints of the six clans have surrounded them. How can they escape?” that Rakshasa laughed.

Luo Sha was silent for a moment before she shook her head and said, “No, no.”

“Your Highness, what’s wrong?” Lord Bladehell asked.

Luo Sha said, “One hour and a half had gone on the last day. How can the Yanluo Clan and the three upper clans remain calm and not take any action? This is one of the reasons.

“The second reason is that the Saint Qi of the Supreme Saint Celestial Captives has almost been used up. Why are they still waiting for death on the seventh Dark Star?

“Something’s fishy. Investigate deeper.”

The Rakshasas and the Immortal Vampires looked at each other and smiled. They felt that Luo Sha’s worries were unnecessary.

A soft and beautiful voice came from the darkness, “There’s no need to investigate further. The Yanluo Clan, the three upper clans, and the Celestial Captives on the seventh Dark Star have all left.”

Moyin’s alluring figure flew out gracefully and landed in front of everyone.

“That’s impossible. I’ve checked up close just now. All the Supreme Saint Celestial Captives are still on the seventh Dark Star,” the Supreme Saint who reported to Luo Sha said firmly.

The Supreme Saint added, “If the Supreme Saint Celestial Captives, the three upper clans, and the Yanluo clan all left, how could we not notice them?”

Most of the Supreme Saints present had looks of disbelief on their faces.

Upon hearing Moyin’s words, Luo Sha’s expression turned extremely ugly.

Moyin stared at the Rakshasa Supreme Saint who had just spoken, she laughed coldly and said, “What you saw was just an illusion left behind by them. Their goal was to keep us in the seventh Dark Star. How much time did the Rakshasas waste by having such an idiot like you? Do you know that you have already been sentenced to death?”

The face of the Rakshasa Supreme Saint was deathly pale. He took a step back as his legs became weak.

When he went to investigate, he did not dare to get too close to the seventh Dark Star because he was afraid of danger. Naturally, he was unable to see through the planet’s illusions.

If he truly caused the Immortal Vampires and Rakshasas to lose in the Battle of Celestial-Huntingfield, the ramifications would be dire. It was highly likely that it was a death sentence.

Luo Sha did not like Moyin, but she still asked patiently, “What’s the situation?”

Moyin said, “I went to the seventh Dark Star just now. After I broke the illusion, there were two dimensional teleportation arrays left on the ground. The smaller one had already been destroyed. The larger one was very complicated. It was completely different from the dimensional teleportation array that master had set up before. I don’t know where it was sent to.”

Luo Sha frowned and muttered to herself, “Setting up a dimensional teleportation array on Dark Star… I understand now. It’s Yan Wushen. It has to be him!”

In an instant, Luo Sha had figured out the whole incident and concluded, “If I’m not wrong, it’s Yan Wushen setting up the stage and performing the last play on the Battlefield of Celestial-Hunting. They must have gone to the home planet of the Immortal Vampires. That’s right, it must be so.”

She immediately took out the diamond-shaped mirror and found that the points on it had not changed much from yesterday.

CRACK!

The diamond-shaped mirror was crushed by her.

“The Mystic Eye of Myriad Realms must have done it on purpose. In this last battle, they specifically tested our intelligence and did not remind us about the points.” Luo Sha said angrily as she was breathing heavily.

Ever since she was young, she was the only one who toyed with others.

She didn’t expect that she would be tricked by Yan Wushen today.

The Immortal Vampires all felt their scalps go numb. They didn’t dare to imagine how serious the consequences would be.

How could the Nine-Step Saint Kings and the few Supreme Saints on their own planet stop the legion of Supreme Saints of the three clans and the Yanluo clan? It was unknown how bad the situation had become.

Lord Bladehell’s expression changed several times. He said, “Let’s go. We should be able to make it back in time.”

“We can make it. We definitely can make it. Zhang Ruochen was on the planet. If he wanted to leave, thousands of soldiers and horses wouldn’t be able to stop him. As long as he can leave with some of his clansmen, our points won’t be cut in half,” Supreme Saint Yi Xuan said in a trembling voice.

The Supreme Saints of the four clans had gathered together. There were also top powerhouses like Yan Huangtu, Yan Wushen, and Wujiang. In fact, none of the cultivators present thought that Zhang Ruochen could escape.

The outcome of losing on the last day seemed to have been decided.

All the Immortal Vampires Supreme Saints were angry, disappointed, and unreconciled.

Luo Sha stopped them and said, “Where are you all going?”

“It’s none of your business,” said Lord Bladehell.

Lord Bladehell was too anxious to talk to her.

At the edge of the seventh Dark Star, the Immortal Vampires had a dimensional teleportation array. Of course, this secret was not meant for Luo Sha. However, it would take several hours to get to the dimensional teleportation array from here.

Unfortunately, the dimensional teleportation array on the Dark Star was different from ordinary ones. Except for Yan Wushen, no other cultivator could use it.

Even with Moyin’s dimensional attainment, they couldn’t activate it.

Luo Sha had calmed down. Her beautiful eyes sparkled with a strange light, she said, “If you Immortal Vampires want to fight for the first place among the ten clans, you’d better listen to my suggestion. Besides, there’s a dimensional teleportation array on the Dark Star. Why do you want to go far instead of near?”