Just as the blood-colored flower imprinted itself on the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder's face, the elder's expression changed drastically. He couldn't help but let out an incomparably tragic scream. Waves of red fog rose from the imprint on his face, and even more blood-colored fog spread out uncontrollably from his right hand.
These two streams of fog were extremely strange. After they fused together, they transformed into a ferocious blood-colored poisonous dragon. This dragon had a single horn and three legs. Although it wasn't big, the scales and appearance on its body were extremely clear. After it appeared, the blood-colored poisonous dragon opened its mouth and transformed into a blood-colored saber. It slashed directly at the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder's glabella.
It ignored all obstacles, defenses, and everything. It was as if it could ignore everything as long as it appeared. It forcefully imprinted itself and forcefully reduced one's cultivation, causing the curse to unfold irreversibly!
As it slashed down, the right hand of the late-stage Spirit Immortal Never-Ending Clan elder, which had been destroyed during his first battle with Wang Baole, instantly rotted. As it rotted, the elder's screams became even more shrill. At this moment, his cultivation showed signs of instability, and the fluctuations of his cultivation became chaotic. When the blood-colored poisonous dragon saber completely slashed through his body, his cultivation … was directly reduced from the late-stage Spirit Immortal Realm to the mid-stage Spirit Immortal Realm!
This kind of reduction was as if it had been stripped from his body. While it was extremely domineering, it also carried an aura that could change the color of heaven and earth. However, if one observed carefully, they would be able to see that the power of the curse wasn't actually that heaven-defying.
Apart from the curse itself, the main reason for the change in its power was the elder's own right hand. This was because his right hand had been destroyed before. Although it had been repaired later on, the elder didn't have the time to completely heal it. Thus, although his arm seemed to have recovered, his vital energy had still been lost.
This loss wouldn't have been a big deal if it had happened at any other time. However, under this curse, it seemed to have been borrowed and magnified. This caused the curse to erupt and directly reduce his cultivation by a small realm!
In addition … the curse had yet to end. As the Never-Ending Clan elder screamed, the blood-colored flower on his face erupted once again, releasing a large amount of red fog. At the same time, a large amount of fog seeped out of the elder's body uncontrollably and merged with the fog on the mask. In front of him, a second blood-colored venomous dragon materialized!
The second blood-red venomous dragon was even more ferocious than the first. As it roared, it transformed into a second saber that slashed down at the old man's head!
Amidst the booming sounds, the old man's entire body trembled. He was unable to dodge or block the attack. He could only watch as the long saber descended. As it pierced through his body, his internal organs began to show signs of rotting. Many parts of his skin began to rot as well. In the blink of an eye, he looked like he was about to wither away. Some of his rotting flesh even fell off and turned into black smoke!
The source of the black smoke was the lethal poison that Wang Baole's clone had inflicted on the old man due to his multiple sneak attacks. Although the poison had been suppressed previously, the old man didn't have the time to neutralize it. Hence, it had become a part of the curse. As it erupted, his cultivation level … fell once again!
From the mid-stage Spirit Immortal realm, his cultivation level was weakened to the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm. The unprecedented feeling of weakness and the feeling of his body being stripped away caused the old man's body to tremble. His eyes were filled with shock and fear.
There was also an extremely intense sense of danger that caused the old man to retreat as he trembled. He wanted to escape from this place at all costs. He didn't have the heart to continue fighting.
However, Wang Baole had gone through untold hardships to set up such a deadly trap. He had also used up his only chance to use the curse. It could be said that he had used most of his trump cards. How could he let the old man leave so easily? If the old man was at the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm, it would have been fine. But now that he was at the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm … Wang Baole believed that he could fight him!
Moreover, he had to fight and win. He had to do his best to kill the old man because this was his only chance. He knew very well that although the process of activating the curse was irreversible, it didn't mean that the result was irreversible. The curse only lasted for half an incense stick's time at most.
In fact, because the old man's cultivation level was extremely high, Wang Baole wasn't confident that he could really last for half an incense stick's time. However, he knew that … once the old man recovered, what awaited him would be a life and death calamity. He would become extremely passive and probably wouldn't be able to delay the teleportation time.
"So … I have to kill this old man!" Wang Baole's eyes instantly turned crimson. His murderous intent and murderous aura surged to the heavens at this moment. He fully unleashed his cultivation level, and he didn't care even if he overdrew it. He stirred up a storm and rose from the ground like a human-shaped lightning bolt, charging straight at the old man.
He was extremely fast. While he stirred up the sound of the air being torn apart, he also left behind a series of afterimages. At first glance, many of Wang Baole's silhouettes appeared in the area. Finally, these silhouettes merged into one and directly appeared in front of the Never-Ending Clan elder. He punched out.
This punch contained all of Wang Baole's cultivation level and all of his aura. It caused the heavens and earth to change, and the wind and clouds to swirl in reverse. However … his opponent was no ordinary cultivator. Even if his cultivation level was forcefully reduced to the early-stage Spirit Immortal realm, this old man's true cultivation level was still at the late-stage Spirit Immortal realm. His foundation was extremely deep.
Moreover, even if his cultivation level had been reduced, he was still a Spirit Immortal. Hence, after a brief moment of shock, the moment Wang Baole's murderous aura surged and charged at him, the old man's eyes became bloodshot. He suddenly raised his left hand and slapped at his glabella.
With this slap, a green light instantly appeared at his glabella. This light exploded in the blink of an eye. The moment Wang Baole approached, it enveloped the old man's entire body and transformed into … a majestic Big Tree!
This was a Big Tree that was similar to a locust tree. It had a strong trunk and dense leaves. It also exuded an ancient aura. With Wang Baole's sensitivity towards Dharma treasures, he immediately saw that this was a Dharmic Battleship hidden in the old man's body.
Once this Dharmic Battleship appeared, a protective force that Soul Conduit realm cultivators could not shake was formed and surrounded the old man. This caused Wang Baole's punch to seem to have hit empty air. Although there was a loud boom, it could not shake the old man in the slightest.
"Little bastard, your impatient actions have reminded this old man that the curse of you descenders can only last for a limited time!!"
"It won't be long before the power of this curse dissipates. I will let you know what it means to wish you were dead. I will skin you alive and pull out your bones. I will imprison your soul for a hundred years. While you suffer day and night, I will kill my way to your hometown and let you feel the pain of your entire clan being exterminated!" The eyes of the old man shrouded in the Big Tree were filled with intense hatred. Ever since he had advanced to the Spirit Immortal Realm, he had never been in such a miserable state.
Especially in the end, he had been forced to use the Dharmic Battleship that he had been nurturing in his body. He had used a secret technique to nurture this Dharmic Battleship for thirty years. With another thirty years, it would be able to advance and help him advance to the Planet realm. However, using it this time meant that the previous thirty years of nurturing had all dissipated. How could he not be angry?
He was indeed very decisive. Although he had other Dharma treasures, he was well aware of his current state. The other items were far inferior to his Dharmic Battleship. Therefore, he needed stability!
"Little bastard, let's see how you break it!" Seeing that the Big Tree around him did not move at all after being hit by Wang Baole's attack, while the old man was forced to retreat, the old man heaved a sigh of relief. The hatred in his eyes intensified, and he circulated his cultivation base at full force in an attempt to break the curse and speed up the process of dissolving it.
However, he had underestimated Wang Baole's determination. Almost at the moment he spoke, Wang Baole's eyes were filled with viciousness and ferocity.
"Let's see how I break it? Then, Daddy will show you! " Wang Baole was forced to retreat. He roared and forcefully stabilized his body. He raised his right hand and pointed upwards as he roared.
"Dharmic Battleship!"
As his voice rang out, the old man's expression changed drastically. Wang Baole's blood-colored dragonfly Dharmic Battleship suddenly descended and appeared above the Big Tree. The moment it appeared, Wang Baole's maniacal voice reverberated once again.
"Self-destruct!" Heaven and earth roared. Wang Baole's Dharmic Battleship suddenly burst into flames, setting off shocking waves. It was like a meteor that had descended and exploded wildly toward the Big Tree!
The momentum was so strong that not only did heaven and earth tremble and clouds surge in all directions, but even the planet itself rippled at this moment. This caused all the cultivators in all directions to be shaken to their core. They all looked in the direction of the battle between Wang Baole and the old man!
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