Transcending two realms to become an earth immortal

Chapter 18 Taiyin Locking Soul Curse

The art of cursing uses the phenomena of heaven and earth as a guide, specifically employing foul, malevolent, and malevolent energy to invade and attack the soul. It can bypass the protection of merit, fortune, and other forms of blessings, directly targeting the root of the three souls and seven spirits.

This technique does not involve direct cultivation competition, but is performed using the most yin and turbid energy in the world. Although the price is high, those who are hit will suffer damage to their soul and spirit. Even if they have the status of immortals or gods, it can still trigger the five signs of decay in the celestial beings, and their demise will be instantaneous.

Legend has it that one of the thirty-six methods that leads directly to the Great Dao, the "Seven Arrows of Nailhead," is a top-tier curse-repelling technique, and even a Great Luo Golden Immortal would find it difficult to save someone struck by it!

Of course, such profound methods are beyond Fang Chen's reach at this time.

What he is using now is a technique improved by Elder Zhengyang Dao—

【The Taiyin Soul-Locking and Soul-Connecting Spell】!

This method borrows the image of the desolate and lonely Taiyin (the moon) to draw in the foul and deadly energy, seal and suppress the soul and spirit of the living, and sever the foundation of one's destiny. It is extremely insidious.

If one were not living in a world filled with filth and evil, using this technique would easily lead to a backlash, and this method would not be treasured. However, it is perfect for use in a pure and spiritual place in this world!

"Considering their ancestral laws and regulations, and their reputation and righteousness, what merit or ability do I possess to contend with those old foxes who have been deeply entrenched in this practice for decades? Therefore, the only righteous path is to find another way and break the deadlock by force!"

Fang Chen was quite self-aware.

"However, using curses to kill the clan leader, especially in this extraordinary world, will leave behind enormous hidden dangers. At the very least, the clan elders, the ancestral masters, various sorcerers and deities of the underworld could not possibly have been unaware of the clan leader's mysterious death!"

Fang Chen also thought of this.

"However, the original owner is already dead, but I have refined him into my avatar, which is already a variable. The Kunlun Mirror allows me to attain eternal enlightenment, and my avatar also has the means to enter the Dao and can perform Daoist arts, which is the second variable. In the short term, the elders and ancestors of this clan should not have thought of this aspect of me!"

Of course, there are many heroes in the world, and many ordinary people are just ordinary folks; it's impossible to keep it a secret for long.

But as long as there is this time difference, that's enough.

As long as he grows up and becomes an important force or someone the clan needs to rely on, even if someone notices what happened today, they won't dare to say anything!

At this moment, when the mind is clear, the only thought is to use the curse to kill!

"The art of cursing requires consideration of three points: First, symbolism, that is, borrowing the symbols of heaven and earth to attract external forces. Second, the yin and deathly aura, used to break through the protection of fortune and cultivation, and to seize life. Third, the cost of backlash." Fang Chen's eyes were deep and dark. "The symbolism is taken from Taiyin, the yin and deathly aura is used with [Yin Corpse Turbid Aura], as for the backlash..."

His gaze fell on the corpse on the ground.

Immediately, he took out a dagger and slashed the corpse, using the blood as ink to draw a reversed array ritual on the ground.

They then removed the corpse's clothes and carved blood-red talismans on its skin and flesh.

Then, two straw figures were made, with strands of hair tied to them, and placed in the center of the ritual platform. The corpse was placed on the outer circle, and Fang Chen himself stood in front of the corpse.

Pick up the longsword on the ground, which was completely black and slightly decayed. What it contained was the [Yin Corpse Turbid Fiend]!

The Kunlun Mirror can transmit all origins, and this evil spirit can naturally be brought here.

In that chaotic end times, where Yin and Yang are out of balance, this evil spirit might be difficult even for ghost officials to kill, because the creatures of this turbid and evil world have developed a strong resistance to the evil energy.

However, in this pure and spiritual world, this thing has become an extremely yin and filthy poison, and even ordinary yin spirits and immortals would not dare to touch it lightly!

"Pure and spiritual energy is rare and precious in the end times, but so is yin and evil energy in this world. How to use it depends on one's wisdom."

Fang Chen smiled calmly.

He drew a symbol on the glove with blood, put it on his left hand, and picked up the longsword from the ground.

Immediately, his hand gestures changed rapidly, drawing upon a wisp of magical power from his spiritual platform. Using the rituals on earth and the celestial phenomenon of the moon, he cast a nightmare spell!

At that moment, he stood beside the ritual platform, facing the deep blue sky, and solemnly bowed:

"The filth and evil spirits erode the spirit, and the malevolent energy seals the pivot."

It can seize the key and lock the soul.

The seven spirits have been subdued, but the three souls have withered.

Your luck has run out, your fate is sealed.

I beg the Moon to help me!!!

In an instant, the moonlight that enveloped the area distorted slightly, and a gloomy and obscure aura spread out, dimming the light and filling the surroundings with a chilling cold.

The two straw figures in the formation were now trembling slightly as if they were alive, as if they had connected with the aura of the original body in the distance.

Fang Chen further noticed two clusters of clouds faintly emerging in the center of the ritual: one was white on the outside and red on the inside, while the other was grayish-white and dim... This was the blessing of the cursed person's fortune!

Fang Chen remained unfazed, raised his longsword high, and slashed down fiercely at the straw man!

The murky, malevolent energy of the sword, like a black snake, rose up and crashed into the gray-white clouds—

boom!

The clouds immediately dissipated.

click-

Cracks appeared on the surface of the longsword forged from refined iron, and the corpses of the servants beside him rapidly withered, their life force completely taken away by the corpse demons.

Fang Chen didn't stop, and his longsword slashed at another straw man.

But at this moment, the reaction was even more intense.

At this moment, the aura and clouds in the center of the ritual suddenly converged from all directions like a tide, guarding the scarecrow that represented Fang Yuanming's aura in the center!

He was the patriarch of a prestigious clan, and even though his actions were despicable, the clan's fortune still protected him.

Even the moment Fang Chen made a move against him, the ancestors in the underworld would sense it, and might even activate the Fang family's extraordinary power in the mortal world!

Fang Chen remained expressionless, raised his long sword, and slashed down.

But he felt a strong sense of stagnation coming from the longsword in his hand, preventing him from splitting the scarecrow in the center of the ritual!

"Oh!"

Fang Chen let out a cold laugh.

The Yin Corpse Turbidity contained within the longsword surged forth at this moment, crashing fiercely into the auspicious clouds at the center of the ritual!

This is a filthy evil spirit belonging to the decadent world. It might be difficult to kill even a lowly official in the underworld there, but in this pure and spiritual world, it is a great scourge even to cultivators of the Yin God realm!

Click-clack!

The pure white cloud of fortune tinged with red and the turbid black snake exploded at the same time!

Taking advantage of this moment, Fang Chen slashed down with his long sword!

"How dare you!!!"

The illusory roar of the underworld spirits echoed in his ears, but then vanished. The longsword made of refined iron in his hand shattered completely!

The corpse beside him suddenly shrank, and a foul aura filled the air; the corpse was about to turn into a zombie!

But at this moment, the blood-red talisman on the corpse's back suddenly dissolved, and the yin and filth energy paused.

Fang Chen quickly grabbed a torch and threw it onto the body. Flames erupted, engulfing the corpse.

"Even if I were to bear the backlash with my corpse, I would still be injured." Fang Chen groaned, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, but his cold smile remained. "How can I begrudge my life in a life-or-death struggle?"

"However, unexpectedly, the filthy and malevolent energy of the apocalypse has become a treasure in this world. Perhaps in the future, I can use it to disguise myself as a member of the demonic sect."

He wiped away the blood, looked up into the distance, and sneered:

"Regional titles and rules, patriarchal rituals, and the greater good of the people?"

"No matter how many schemes or plots you employ, I will only ask one question—"

"Can it block a sword strike?!"