"This is the Curse Scepter? Could it be related to the Cursemancer? "
Indra couldn't help but frown slightly when he heard Nether's shocked cry. All along, he'd rarely lost his composure like this, yet he'd actually exclaimed with surprise when he saw this scepter. He acutely sensed that the scepter within this black coffin was definitely not an ordinary precious treasure. It must be related to the legendary Cursemancer.
"The Cursing Scepter is a scepter that only the Cursing Gods can use. The Cursing Gods are terrifying existences that even the strongest cultivators in the world have to avoid. Besides, each of the Cursing Scepters requires a lot of energy, a lot of materials, and a lot of cursing strength to make them. The skull on the scepter was only bronze in color, but now it has turned into a crystal. It's definitely a treasure that the Cursing Gods always carry around with them. How could it be sealed here? What's going on? "
Dark widened his eyes in disbelief as he looked at everything in front of him.
Others might not know, but it was very clear that in this world, there were only a handful of Cursed Scepters that could reach the Crystal Skull level. The cultivation of a Cursemancer was filled with danger at every step. It intersected with the seven emotions and six desires. Every step forward was the line between life and death. This was the price they had to pay for mastering the Curse Art.
In history, there were only a handful of people who could cultivate to the Curse God level. In the eyes of others, every Curse Scepter was the most evil and terrifying evil weapon in the world. Not to mention touching it, even looking at it could cause one to be entangled with countless curses. They would die on the spot, and even their souls would not be able to escape.
Every Curse Scepter was the Curse God's Life Curse Weapon that would never leave his side.
However, at this moment, it was placed here in the black coffin. This scene was indescribably strange.
"The Curse God's Curse Weapon!"
Di Shitian's eyes flashed. He stared at the Curse Scepter in the black coffin in a completely different light. He could feel a vast and boundless power from the scepter. Countless curses intertwined together, turning the scepter into the source of all curses. It blended together perfectly.
He had already seen that the cursed black fog outside the black coffin was actually emitted from the Cursed Scepter.
"It seems that this black coffin is not simple."
Sakra's heart shivered. He didn't let his guard down. Inside his body, he reversed the King's Shocking World Book. The massive amount of cursed black fog was sucked into his body like a tide. It turned into pure purple gold King's True Power at an amazing speed. Like a whale swallowing everything, it engulfed the entire black fog. In the blink of an eye, it had devoured everything.
In an instant, the space within the eleventh grade Black Lotus was occupied by forty percent of the Royal True Force. The cultivation power in his body had almost doubled in a way that was several times stronger. The black fog around the black coffin was completely devoured.
"Open!!"
Di Shitian walked to the front of the black coffin. He extended his hand and gently stroked the surface of the black coffin, touching the ancient runes on it. With a thought, a powerful force instantly gushed out from his demonic body and pushed the lid of the black coffin in a domineering manner. He wanted to push the coffin lid open.
Creak creak!
The black coffin made a soft, indescribable sound. It was as though a bronze door that had been closed for a long time was suddenly pushed open. On the black coffin, the tightly shut lid made a hoarse sound, and a small crack appeared on the coffin lid.
"What a heavy black coffin!!"
Ming exclaimed in surprise. With Di Shitian's current cultivation, he had cultivated the Extreme King Indestructible Body. His demonic body was as strong as an ancient peak Heaven Demon. His demonic body was so strong that it could uproot mountains and break seas. He could crush a mountain with a single finger. With a push of his palm, he could topple a ten-thousand-zhang tall mountain.
However, he only managed to push open a small crack on the black coffin.
"Humph!! Open up! "
A touch of unswerving determination flashed across Sakra's face. Waves of power continuously surged into his right arm like a tide. On his entire arm, pieces of muscles continuously surged, just like a ferocious horned dragon. The majestic power was constantly applied to the coffin lid.
Creak! Creak! Creak!!
The coffin lid was pushed open inch by inch.
Clang!!
With a heavy thud, the black coffin was completely opened. In an instant, everything in the black coffin was presented before his eyes.
"There are two items in the black coffin. One is the Curse Scepter, and the other is this black jade box. A black box that can be placed together with the scepter is definitely not an ordinary item. "
Di Shitian looked at the black jade box. On the surface of the jade box, there were countless mysterious black lines that intertwined with each other, giving off a profound charm. Each and every one of the runes contained a boundless amount of power. They were constantly changing, making it impossible for people to completely capture their traces. They were densely packed and stacked on top of each other as though they were alive. They intertwined with each other and enveloped the entire black box.
Jade boxes had always been the first choice for storing treasures. They could store Spiritual Essence or Dharma Treasures.
The black box in front of him was covered by so many mysterious runes. This was not a restriction, but an unimaginable seal.
"Could it be that this black box contains the treasures of a Curse Deity?"
A thought flashed through Di Shitian's mind. He vaguely felt an indescribable mystery from this black box.
"I'd like to see what's in this black box." Di Shitian stood in front of the black coffin and stretched out his hand, about to reach for the black box.
"Wait! Crazy Di, look at the bottom of the coffin lid. There's writing on it!! "
Right at this moment, 'Nether' suddenly shouted loudly in his mind.
Immediately, Di Shitian's outstretched hand stopped. He quickly looked at the coffin lid that had been opened. He saw that there was indeed an ancient writing under the coffin lid. This writing was extremely ancient. It did not seem to be any writing that he could recognize. It was not Demon Script, Ancient Seal Script, or Divine Script.
"This is a curse created by a Curse Master."
Di Shitian understood. He had seen this type of writing when he received the legacy of the Curse Master. It was a mysterious curse that only a Curse Master could understand.
With a thought, a strand of Spiritual Sense quickly came out of Xiao Chen's body and collided with the incantation on the coffin lid. The moment it came into contact with the incantation, information quickly entered Xiao Chen's mind through the Spiritual Sense.
"Plague Deity …."
After Sakra got the message in his mind, his face couldn't help but change on the spot, and he couldn't help but spit out a sentence. His eyes snapped open, and he looked at the black box and said, "Seal!!"
In an instant, countless mysterious seals appeared out of thin air. Streaks of snow-white and flawless, as if they were traces of the Way of the Heavens, rapidly sealed the black box from all directions. Each of the sealing traces contained an unimaginable sealing power. They could seal mountains and rivers. However, there were no less than hundreds of thousands of them.
"Crack!!"
However, just as these seals were about to be imprinted on the black box, the originally tightly shut black box suddenly and strangely split open a tiny crack, opening the black box by a slit.
"Bzzz!!"
As soon as the black box was opened, it was as if a terrifying magic box had been opened. Countless black fog spurted out from the black box. Strange buzzing sounds came from the black fog. Countless terrifying insects flew out from the black fog, each of them exuding the aura of death and disaster.
They slammed into the sealing marks descending from the sky.
"Bam!!"
One by one, the strange insects were suppressed by the Seal Mark. However, the Seal Mark was unable to stop the sky full of strange insects. It was almost completely destroyed on the spot.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to be so alert. However, you're still going to die today. In the past, that wretched Wu Butian actually used his cultivation to imprint a myriad of seals on his soul in order to suppress this god. However, how did he know about this god's ability? I am the Plague God, the Devil God of Plagues. Even curses can't kill this god. Over the past tens of thousands of years, I still managed to erase a small crack in the seal. I didn't expect the heavens to send a Conjurer who knows Curse Arts to me. Quick, open the box. I'll consider sparing your life. Otherwise, I'll let you be plagued with a thousand plagues. You'll die a horrible death. "
From the black box, a strange voice rushed into Di Shitian's mind.
"Hmph!! Demon God of Plagues? You think you can threaten I? No matter how ferocious you were in the ancient times, you're only sealed in this box now. You want me to release you? You're dreaming. "
Di Shitian's expression suddenly became unusually solemn. He stared fixedly at the black box, looking at the Demonic Plague Mist that was spewing out from the box. Who knew how many terrifying Demonic Plague Bugs were contained within it?
"The Demon God of Plagues, the legendary Demon God of Plagues, the Mad Emperor. You can't let him escape from the box. Otherwise, the entire Purple Gold Continent and the myriad worlds will suffer a calamity. Quick, quick, quickly suppress him. He must have taken a fancy to your physique that's not afraid of curses and wants you to help him open the black box's seal. "
'Underworld' was so frightened that he almost jumped out of the Underworld Prison. His eyes were about to pop out as he shrieked, "I know, a Curse God must have used a Life Curse Curse Curse to seal him in this box. No wonder, no wonder there's a Curse Scepter in this black coffin. Quick, don't let a single one of these Demon Plague Insects escape. Otherwise, we'll be in big trouble. Every Demon Plague Insect is an avatar. "
The Demon God of Plagues had almost driven him insane.
"Hmph!! Damned brat, you're just a puny Heavenly Demon. In the ancient times, this Demon God could have killed countless of you. Since you don't listen, this Demon God will do it myself. "
From the black box came another series of strange, vicious cries.
Buzz! Buzz!
Buzz! Immediately, the black cloud of calamity above the black box dispersed, turning into billions of tiny Demon Plague Insects. All of them had different appearances. Suddenly, they madly pounced on Di Shitian. There were so many of them that it was almost enough to make one's scalp explode. (To be continued, if you want to know what will happen next, please go to www.qidian.com, there are more chapters. Support the author, support legal reading!)
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