thefictionvixens Chapter 77 The Eight Great Divine Curses
Chapter 77 The Eight Great Divine Curses
Chapter 77 The Eight Great Divine Curses
The miracle ultimately did not occur.
If Wang Ye wanted to find a chance to catch his breath or even escape from the exquisite and ruthless combined attack of these two using only his martial arts skills, he would have to spend another twenty years diligently cultivating Tai Chi, refining his skills to a state of perfect harmony and endless vitality.
However, reality doesn't offer "what ifs".
"Bang!"
You don't even need ten moves.
Just three moves later, Wang Ye's dense, net-like defense was found to have a flaw by a tricky and ruthless Xingyi Drilling Fist. Immediately afterwards, the Bajiquan master delivered a heavy elbow strike like a hammer blow, forcefully breaking through the arc drawn by his palms.
The soft, yielding force was forcibly torn apart by the extremely fierce power, and Wang Ye's arms trembled violently, leaving his center wide open!
His face turned ashen instantly, his blood surged as if he were about to spit it out, and he staggered backward.
He forced a bitter, almost self-deprecating smile. He clearly possessed far superior abilities, yet he died such a humiliating death.
At this moment, besides regret, he probably had no other thoughts.
A hair's breadth can decide life or death!
Just as a fierce glint flashed in the eyes of the Xingyi Quan master, and the short, black dagger between his fingers transformed into a deadly streak of light, aimed straight for Wang Ye's throat—
Not far away, on a bare branch, a crow that had been dozing with its neck tucked in suddenly flapped its wings as if disturbed by invisible needles, emitting a short, piercing "caw".
Almost simultaneously, a dazzling golden light burst forth in the night sky without warning!
The light did not come from the moon or any lamp, but was formed by a pure energy that was condensed to the extreme and had a sharp and awe-inspiring quality. It suddenly burst forth from a window on the second floor of the building!
Just as the two were about to deliver a fatal blow to Wang Ye, the hairs on their bodies stood on end!
It wasn't visual horror, but rather the highest level of alarm from their almost beast-like sixth sense, honed through countless brushes with death—they clearly felt themselves being "locked on," as if two invisible yet absolutely deadly gun barrels were simultaneously pressed against their foreheads!
In the blink of an eye, before anyone could even think, the body made the most instinctive and correct choice: to give up the prey that was within easy reach!
The two forcefully stopped their forward momentum, their true energy surging within them, and without hesitation poured it into their arms, crossing them to block their foreheads and vital points on their chests.
"Clang!"
It wasn't the dull thud of flesh being torn apart, but rather two sharp, ear-piercing sounds, like metal swords scraping against special steel plates at high speed!
The golden light faded, transforming into two solid longsword phantoms, as if cast from real gold, yet even more illusory and sharp, which almost grazed the outside of the two people's arms, which were infused with real energy!
"Sizzle—"
The protective barrier clashed violently with the golden sword shadow, exploding into tiny sparks. The clothes on the outside of their arms instantly turned to dust, and a deep, gruesome bloodstain with scorched edges was torn from their skin!
The intense pain was excruciating, but what alarmed them even more was the strange, fundamental power contained within the golden sword shadow, which momentarily sluggished their true energy circulation.
The two golden sword shadows, their momentum undiminished, pierced through the bluestone slab where they had stood, like red-hot irons plunging into ice and snow, silently disappearing into the ground, leaving only two bottomless, smooth-edged holes. Then the light completely dissipated, as if they had never existed.
The pressure of being on the brink of life and death suddenly eased.
Although Wang Ye was still in shock, he reacted very quickly and would not miss this chance to catch his breath that came from the sky.
He slammed his toes against the ground, disregarding the churning of his internal energy, and his body darted backward like a startled swan.
While still in mid-air, before landing, his gaze had become incredibly calm and sharp. It was as if invisible meridians were spreading out from the void beneath his feet, instantly defining a domain that ordinary people could not perceive, with himself as the axis.
The mystical signs have appeared!
At this moment, he no longer cared about whether his so-called Feng Hou Qi Men technique would be exposed. The lingering fear of escaping death made him go all out without hesitation.
As the Qimen Dunjia formation appears, the surrounding earth energy, wind, and even moonlight seem to be incorporated into a specific rhythm.
Wang Ye's gaze was like lightning, locking onto the two people below who were slightly hesitant due to their injuries and surprise. He uttered a soft shout, and the "Kun" position in the illusory Bagua formation beneath his feet suddenly shone brightly, with a surge of earthy yellow light.
"The character 'Kun' represents the Earth River Chariot!"
The earth emitted a low, suppressed rumble, originating from the central palace beneath Wang Ye's feet, and the ground in the area where the three of them were located instantly softened and violently bulged!
The solid bricks and soil transformed into a raging torrent, like several ancient pythons writhing their backs as they awakened, or like the earth's veins churning into a river, carrying an immense force capable of crushing everything, sweeping and crashing indiscriminately towards the two attackers and the leader of the men in black!
However, faced with this sudden attack, a strange technique capable of trapping and killing ordinary people, the leader of the men in black stood still, with only the hem of his clothes being fluttered by the turbulent flow.
He frowned slightly, his gaze, sharp as needles, fixed on Wang Ye's location beneath the shadow of his hood, as if the roaring waves of earth and stone before him did not exist at all.
"A warlock?" he murmured to himself, his voice tinged with a rare surprise and gravity. "So young, yet able to manipulate the four disks at will, stepping into different positions to cast earth magic of this scale. Truly a gifted individual. If you were allowed to grow for several more decades, what would become of you?"
As he spoke, the turbid and surging "earth river cart" roared and rushed towards him, about to engulf him.
The man in black, unhurriedly, extended a right hand with distinct knuckles and exceptionally fair skin from his wide black robe. He hooked his thumb with his middle finger, forming an ancient Taoist seal, and aimed it at the oncoming torrent of earth and rocks.
He chanted softly, his voice not loud, yet carrying a strange penetrating power and a sense of peace: "Primordial Origin, Peace and Tranquility, Universal Proclamation to All Spirits, Mountain and River True Officials, Earth Gods and Spirits—"
The moment the incantation was recited, a profound, majestic, and peaceful aura, seemingly originating from the mountains and the earth themselves, spread out.
The "Earth River Chariot," which was originally violent and ferocious and driven by the power of Qimen, was like an angry beast whose back was being stroked by an invisible hand. Its momentum was visibly and quickly slowed down and calmed down!
The surging waves of earth and rocks gently crumbled and collapsed when they touched him within a foot or so, returning to a flat and solid ground, leaving only a little dust to dissipate.
Wang Ye's pupils suddenly contracted, and he was horrified.
He exclaimed in shock, "The Eight Great Divine Incantations?! Such cultivation—you are no ordinary person! Abbot of a prestigious mountain sect, who exactly are you?!"
"You're wrong." The man in black lowered his right hand, his voice calm and indifferent. "I am nobody, just an unknown person."
He didn't look at Wang Ye again, but instead slightly turned his head and spoke into the miniature earpiece hidden under his collar, his tone tinged with coldness: "The intelligence was wrong. Wasn't the target supposed to be just an ordinary person requiring special care? What's going on?"
Clearly, Lu Linglong's two golden sword shadows that saved Wang Ye had alerted him to something amiss. Something felt off about this mission. Whether it was his teammates, superiors, or the target, everyone exuded an eerie aura, making him vaguely uneasy.
Upon hearing this, Wang Ye suddenly realized what was happening and abruptly turned to look at the small building behind him.
Lu Linglong was standing there quietly, dressed in casual home clothes, her long hair loosely draped over her shoulders.
When she saw Wang Ye looking at her, she raised her hand and scratched her cheek somewhat shyly, the moonlight shining on her beautiful face.
"Fine—" Wang Ye wiped a trace of blood from the corner of his mouth, forcing an expression that was hard to decipher—it was hard to tell whether he was angry or amused. "You even lied to me? No wonder the company pretended not to hear this time; it turns out you're not an ordinary person at all!"
"I'm sorry, Senior Brother Wang Ye," Lu Linglong said, pressing her palms together with a sincere expression of apology. "I wanted to explain earlier, but since Senior Li suddenly said that, I was too embarrassed to argue back—I've made you worry."
"I shouldn't have listened to that old bastard and gotten myself into this mess," Wang Ye cursed under his breath, then his expression turned serious. "We'll talk about you later. The situation is bad right now."
He quickly analyzed in a low voice, his gaze sweeping warily over the three opponents: "None of them are mediocre. The other two are extremely skilled in close combat, their teamwork is impeccable, a killing technique honed in the military. The leader is more troublesome; his methods are unclear, but he is clearly from a legitimate Taoist lineage, his cultivation is unfathomable, leaning towards sorcery and incantations—I haven't seen those two golden lights you just saw; were they manifestations of Qi? Which lineage's methods were they specifically?"
"This—" Lu Linglong looked troubled. The matter of inheritance was too complicated, and she didn't know where to begin.
"Understood." Wang Ye immediately interrupted, no longer asking further questions. Everyone has their own secrets, especially those of the Extraordinary.
"Are you confident you can hold off one of those two?" He pointed to the Bajiquan and Xingyiquan masters who had just fought him and were now eyeing him menacingly.
If he could distract one person, even without knowing all the details of the black-clad leader, he was confident that he could use the unpredictable nature of "Feng Hou Qi Men" and especially the miraculous effect of "Luan Jin" to quickly eliminate the other melee fighter and thus break the numerical disadvantage.
Lu Linglong compared the intensity and pressure of the fight between the others, quickly assessed the results of her hard training over the past month, and nodded.
However, she had never actually fought a life-or-death battle before. Her only sparring partner in the past was Feng Baobao, who was unaware of the dangers of fighting but would never actually kill her. Therefore, she dared not speak too definitively.
"I should be—somewhat confident." She said, stepping past Wang Ye and taking half a step forward, subtly confronting the Xingyiquan master.
Suddenly, as if remembering something extremely important, she turned around abruptly and earnestly instructed Wang Ye: "By the way, Senior Brother Wang Ye! If you can't beat them, or if you encounter any danger, be sure to shout for help! I will save you then, otherwise I'm afraid—it won't be enough time to save you!"
Wang Ye was momentarily stunned by Lu Linglong's extremely serious expression, finding it difficult to understand the logic in her words.
What do you mean you couldn't save me in time? Are you that strong? You were only "somewhat confident" about dealing with just one of them, so how could you possibly split yourself in two to save me in that critical moment? Does this girl have some kind of misunderstanding about combat?
"I don't know how to explain this," Lu Linglong said, seeing Wang Ye's expression and knowing he didn't believe her. Clutching the pendant at her chest, she anxiously repeated, "Anyway, Senior Brother Wang Ye, remember! If you encounter danger, be sure to shout for me! Otherwise, it might really be too late!"
"Hehehe—" A deep laugh came from the other side, filled with undisguised mockery and coldness. It was the leader of the men in black. "You think you can save him from me? Little girl, you're not that old, but you've got quite the nerve."
"Don't believe me? Then try it!" Lu Linglong turned around and faced the man in black. There was no fear in her eyes, only the eagerness and determination of a newborn calf.
Without saying another word, she took out a strangely textured magic talisman from the leather pouch at her waist and held it between her right index and middle fingers.
"Buzz—!"
Amidst the clear, resonant tremor, dazzling golden light once again emanated from her fingertips!
The crow that had just landed on a branch not far away, still shaken, was startled and took flight again.
To everyone's astonishment, the golden light rapidly condensed and shaped, transforming into a huge, illusory copper coin with a diameter of one meter, sharp edges, and dazzling golden light. The coin was hollow, with runes flowing inside.
"go!"
With a soft shout from Lu Linglong, the giant golden coin emitted a low, whistling sound as it rapidly spun and cut towards the leading man in black!
"A mere trick." The man in black didn't even make a move.
The Bajiquan master next to him snorted coldly, his burly body suddenly stepping forward, his right arm muscles bulging, and with true power poured into it, his arm gleamed with a dark metallic luster. Without dodging or avoiding, he actually delivered a fierce "Mountain-Leaning" combined with an arm hammer, actively meeting the flying, cutting golden coin!
"clang--!!!"
A deafening roar, like the clash of metal, exploded, sending shockwaves surging!
The huge golden coin collided violently with the iron arm, sparks flying everywhere.
The Bajiquan master grunted, the ground beneath his feet cracked inch by inch, and his body was pushed backward by the tremendous force, leaving two deep marks several meters long. But he actually managed to block this terrifying coin talisman attack with his brute strength and fierce power!
However, the clothes on his arms were completely torn, and there were several bloodstains of varying depths on his skin. He was trembling slightly.
At the same time, the Xingyiquan master on the other side moved like a ghost!
He exerted force with his feet, crouching low and rushing forward at such speed that he left a trail of afterimages in the moonlight. His five fingers formed claws, the tips of which shone with an even brighter dark light, carrying a sinister and ruthless energy that seemed to tear everything apart, and he aimed straight for Lu Linglong's throat and vital joints!
Clearly, they intended to rely on speed and experience to subdue this girl, who appeared to be a "sorcerer" or "talisman master," in an instant.
"It must be alive," the man in black said casually, but his gaze still lingered on Wang Ye, wary of his unpredictable movements.
How could Wang Ye allow him to interfere with Lu Linglong?
In the instant the Xingyiquan master moved, his footwork subtly shifted, his eyes sharpened, and his hand seals changed: "Separation Character - Firefly Flowing Light!"
In an instant, the air temperature in front of Wang Ye suddenly rose, and dozens of tiny points, each the size of a fingernail, appeared out of thin air.
Yet the tiny sparks were so bright and dazzling that they were impossible to look at directly!
These sparks, though seemingly faint, contain terrifying high temperatures and penetrating power. Like molten iron projectiles fired from a powerful crossbow, they shoot towards the Xingyi Quan master in a fan shape. The coverage area is not large, but the single-point lethality is extremely strong, blocking his path of advance.
"Young man, being distracted in the face of the enemy is a grave mistake." The leader of the men in black finally moved. He merely raised his left hand and pressed it into the air in Wang Ye's direction, softly uttering, "Xun character - Feng Jian."
The invisible and intangible winds of heaven and earth, under his exquisite control, instantly converged in front of the Xingyi Quan master, not as a violent tornado, but as a high-speed rotating, extremely tough, transparent wind barrier!
The high-temperature "firefly-like rays" that Wang Ye shot out crashed into the wind wall and were immediately deflected, dispersed, and worn away by the violently rotating airflow. They eventually turned into scattered sparks, which were carried into the night sky by the whirlwind, like a miniature fireworks display, without harming the Xingyi Quan master in the slightest.
The man in black's use of the "Xun" character magic was exquisite and efficient. What ordinary people could only study in a lifetime was something he could do with ease, and he seemed to be proficient in everything, which was truly unbelievable.
"Watch out!" Wang Ye shouted urgently upon seeing this. The enemy leader's magical cultivation level exceeded his expectations. He had lost the initiative, and Lu Linglong would have to face the fierce Xingyi Quan master's close-range attack alone!
"Don't worry, Senior Brother Wang," Lu Linglong's voice showed no panic, but rather a hint of barely suppressed excitement, "After cultivating for so long, I—am not weak either!"
Facing the opponent who had pounced on her with menacing claws, Lu Linglong's eyes were clear and bright. With her left hand, she quickly pulled out seven magic talismans of the same color from her card bag and scattered them in front of her without even looking at them!
"Little King of Swords Formation - Activate!"
She held her right hand together like a sword, and swiftly drew a perfect arc in the air in front of her.
The seven talismans seemed to be drawn together by invisible threads, instantly arranging themselves into a perfect circular pattern and hovering in the air.
Immediately afterwards, the talisman spontaneously combusted without fire, turning into seven golden flames!
"Clang! Clang! Clang! ————"
A series of clear sword cries rang out, and the seven balls of light suddenly lengthened and took shape, transforming into seven illusory magic swords about three feet long, golden and shimmering with runes!
The sword tips were all aimed at the Xingyi Quan master who was rushing towards them. A chilling, sharp, and majestic sword intent spread out, subtly forcing back the opponent's fierce claw wind.
"go!"
Lu Linglong pointed her sword forward slightly.
Like soldiers obeying a general's command, the seven golden swords instantly transformed into seven golden lightning bolts, tearing through the air with mysterious trajectories and echoing sword energy, shooting towards the Xingyi Quan master!
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