Book One, Chapter 295
The strongest form of the Sun Moon Shaman Curse was the Curse of Sun and Moon.
Zhao Fu looked at the Curse of Sun and Moon above his head, which was emitting a vast amount of sorcery power. The Curse of Sun and Moon slowly descended and merged with Zhao Fu's body. Zhao Fu's body was filled with this powerful force, and a shocking change occurred. Every drop of blood, every piece of flesh, every piece of bone was merged with a different curse.
Zhao Fu's body was lifted half a meter off the ground by an invisible force. He opened his arms, and his body emitted two kinds of light, gold and white. A picture of a sun and moon appeared behind him, giving off a domineering aura. It was as if Zhao Fu was a Sorcerer God.
Under this aura, both the body and the soul were under great pressure, and the body knelt down uncontrollably.
Almost all the Sorcerer Sons knelt in front of Zhao Fu. Only the eight Great Sorcerer Sons, who were very powerful, had the ability to resist this terrifying force.
After Zhao Fu merged with the Curse of Sun and Moon, the powerful force from his body dissipated. The strange phenomenon around him also calmed down, and the people around him returned to normal.
Everyone looked at Zhao Fu with fear and anxiety. Now that Zhao Fu had merged the curse of countless tribes, he had created the most powerful curse of the Sorcerer Race. His power was even more terrifying than before. The Sorcerer Sons were like ants in front of Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu smiled and said, "Thank you for your curse. Now, you may enter the depths of the Sacred Ground."
Hearing this, some people hurried into the tunnel, not wanting to stay here any longer.
The eight Great Sorcerer Sons looked at Zhao Fu with different expressions. Xuan Shang and Yuan Mie were smiling. They had made the right choice. Frog, Niu Hu, and the others who had been defeated by Zhao Fu looked fearful. Hu Jiu looked angry. He did not expect this person to have such terrifying power. Snake You Meng was very interested in Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu looked at Lang Qing and said with a smile, "Let's go in too!"
Lang Qing smiled and nodded. Now that Zhao Fu had merged with the most powerful curse, she was the happiest one. He was glad that he could meet Zhao Fu.
Seeing Zhao Fu and Wu Ying leave, Xuan Shang smiled and said, "I think he has a higher chance of becoming the young clan leader of the Sorcerer Tribe. Although Wu Ying is the descendant of the Immortal Supremacy, she is much weaker than him."
Yuan Mie smiled and nodded, "However, his strength is quite shocking. Compared to him, we feel like trash."
Skycrane said, "He has the power of the Sorcerer Ancestor and the strongest Sorcerer Curse of the Sorcerer Race. If he becomes the Junior Patriarch, I believe he should be able to contend against the Desolate Ancient Dragon Race's Junior Patriarch."
Yuan Mie chuckled. "That's right. Now that our Witch Tribe is facing the threat of the Dragon Tribe's Young Master, we need a world-shocking genius to appear."
Frog Cow sighed, "I hope he doesn't mind what happened before."
Fox Nine snorted. "I think he's strong, but his character is terrible. He's just a bastard pervert."
She You Meng chuckled, "Did he do something to you? Why didn't I see it? "
Fox Nine's face turned red and he did not speak.
After Zhao Fu entered deeper into the Holy Land, the scene changed again. They were no longer in a forest, but in the ruins of a tribe.
Some tents were still standing, while others had collapsed. There were stones and wood scattered around, and there were also some bones stuck to the walls. It was very quiet here, and there was a cold aura that made one's hair stand on end.
This should be the place where the ancestors of the Witch Tribe lived.
Zhao Fu and Lang Qing took a few steps forward. Transparent spiritual bodies appeared and floated in the air. There were old people, children, men and women.
They looked at Zhao Fu and Lang Qing with smiles on their faces, as if they were not in danger.
This was the Shaman's third Soul Sacrifice. The surrounding spiritual bodies were the ancestors of the Witch Tribe. They were indeed not in danger, but they would absorb a portion of your soul power. If too much of your soul power was absorbed, you would have a splitting headache. You might even faint and be teleported out of the Holy Land.
Lang Qing smiled and said, "I'll go over first!"
Zhao Fu nodded, "If you can't hold on, then come back."
Lang Qing smiled and nodded, and he walked towards the spiritual bodies. The spiritual bodies also slowly floated towards Lang Qing.
The first spiritual body was a seven or eight-year-old boy. He happily passed through Lang Qing's body, taking away a portion of Lang Qing's soul power and fusing it into his body. Lang Qing frowned.
The second spiritual body was a young woman. She smiled as she passed through Zhao Fu's body, taking away another portion of his soul power.
The third spiritual body was a teenager. He also smiled as he quickly passed through Lang Qing's body, taking away another portion of his soul power.
The fourth spiritual body was a bald old man who passed through Lang Qing's body.
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The spiritual bodies passed through Lang Qing's body, taking away wave after wave of his soul power. As Lang Qing's soul power continued to be lost, his face became paler and paler, and a pained expression appeared on his face.
The soul power was not absorbed by the spiritual bodies for nothing. After the spiritual bodies absorbed a portion of the soul power, they would also purify a portion of their bloodline. The more spiritual bodies that passed through the body, the stronger their bloodline would be. They might even obtain the ancestor's blood, which was incredibly attractive to countless Witch Tribe members.
However, almost no one could allow so many spiritual bodies to take away their soul power. If they could not hold on, they would fall unconscious and their body would be teleported out of the Holy Land.
This was not compulsory; one could allow the spiritual bodies to absorb soul power in exchange for bloodline power, but one could also not allow the spiritual bodies to absorb soul power. However, the Holy Land would not give points or rewards.
After the 36 spiritual bodies passed through Lang Qing's body, Lang Qing's face turned pale, and it became difficult for her to even stand. She understood that she had reached her limit, so she immediately retreated. The spiritual bodies did not chase after her, and they retreated as well.
Zhao Fu looked at the weak Lang Qing and placed a hand on her back, sending a powerful wave of energy into Lang Qing's body to help her recover. Zhao Fu also sent a portion of the Sun Moon Shaman Curse's energy into Lang Qing's body.
Lang Qing's body trembled, and she felt a powerful shaman curse enter her body. Her weak body quickly recovered, and a sun and moon pattern appeared on Lang Qing's back, giving off an intense light.
In just a short moment, Lang Qing's body had recovered, and her strength had increased by a lot.
Lang Qing happily smiled as she said, "Thank you, Shaman Spirit. I plan to continue trying."
Zhao Fu smiled faintly and nodded.
Lang Qing continued forward, and the spiritual bodies also flew over, passing through Lang Qing's body. The Sun Moon Shaman Curse appeared on Lang Qing's back, giving off a golden-white light.
With the support of the Sun Moon Shaman Curse, Lang Qing's body became even stronger than before. Over a dozen spiritual bodies passed through her, but her face did not turn pale, and her aura did not weaken.
This caused the many experts outside the Holy Land to be shocked. The Sun Moon Shaman Curse was really powerful, and it had such an effect. It would be great if they could obtain the Sun Moon Shaman Curse, as it was a great attraction to them.
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