Within the Prime Minister's Residence of the Nanqian Kingdom.
Red Sandalwood burned, crackling and popping.
The flames were startlingly blood-red!
This was the finest vessel for a curse-killing technique.
Wen Zhongyong's gaze was sharp. He held the Kingdom Stabilizing Ruler in one hand and a whisk in the other.
"Trace the form across ten thousand miles, sever the soul with terror!"
"Curse!"
At his words, the blood-red flames atop the Red Sandalwood leaped nearly half a zhang high.
The red firelight reflected upon Wen Zhongyong and Sima Ting's faces, making them look especially eerie.
Sima Ting stood to one side, his beard trembling as he asked expectantly, "How is it, sir?"
Holding the Kingdom Stabilizing Ruler, Wen Zhongyong replied calmly, "The curse-killing technique has been cast. We need only wait a moment before blood is spilled."
He was already an Emperor-level powerhouse. With the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master's Kingdom Stabilizing Ruler aiding his curse-killing technique, he could suppress and kill even a Supreme Emperor!
Sima Ting let out a sigh of relief. "Thank you for your trouble, sir!"
As he spoke, he picked up the Dark Purple Crane Cloak and draped it over Wen Zhongyong.
Bang!
A thunderous explosion rang out.
Blood and shredded flesh burst everywhere. Sima Ting was drenched in blood, while the dark purple crane cloak was instantly dyed red. As he held it up, it caught a cloakful of flesh.
"How could this be... how could this be..." Sima Ting stared at the sight before him in disbelief. His face was covered in blood, and bits of flesh still clung to his beard.
Because Wen Zhongyong had exploded!
Wen Zhongyong's sudden explosion was the backlash of the curse-killing technique.
Who... exactly was the other party?
Even the Kingdom Stabilizing Ruler had been destroyed?
Ten thousand miles away, at the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate.
Within the Underground Palace, half of the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master's body had already crawled into the coffin.
This coffin had been forged using the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate's accumulated resources over several centuries. Its offense and defense were peerless.
Outside Heavenly Fortune Mountain, he had seen crows flying and felt a foreboding omen rise in his heart. He did not even bother making arrangements for what came after, hurrying straight into the coffin.
Yet just as he reached the coffin, he sensed a vast, irresistible power, as though it had crossed through eternity to track him down.
His eyes widened. He was deeply confused, and unwillingness rose within him.
"Why!"
He had painstakingly kept a low profile and laid plans for three thousand years, living more like a turtle than a turtle.
He had thought he would soar into the heavens in a single leap.
Yet he had been struck down for no reason at all.
It was as though some great power passing through the firmament had casually sneezed, shaking him to death on the spot.
His careful schemes had become a joke.
The Heavenly Fortune Holy Master... had died a baffling death.
About the time it took an incense stick to burn later, the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master's corpse suddenly exploded, shattering into fragments.
A quarter hour later, a spider crawled into the Earth Palace.
Half an hour later, two figures entered the Earth Palace.
One of them looked exactly like the dead Heavenly Fortune Holy Master.
He was the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master's stand-in, the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master publicly acknowledged by the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate.
Looking at the exploded flesh before the coffin, he revealed an excited expression. "That old turtle finally died!"
The man in golden robes beside him said calmly, "My clan's ancestor personally cast the Life Swapping Technique. How could he possibly survive?"
To be honest, the man in golden robes was still somewhat surprised.
His clan ancestor had been a Supreme Emperor who had died a natural death.
Before dying, he had cast the Life Swapping Technique, perishing together with the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master.
Thus, the man in golden robes had cooperated with the puppet Holy Master of the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate.
Originally, he had thought his ancestor's Life Swapping Technique would merely leave the Heavenly Fortune Holy Master gravely wounded and on the verge of death. He had not expected him to die outright.
He was somewhat surprised, but he had to claim the credit for himself.
"That old turtle was all bark and no bite.
Now that he is dead, the Heavenly Fortune Holy Gate belongs to you." The man in golden robes looked at the person beside him. "May our cooperation continue?"
"Of course, of course!" The Heavenly Fortune Holy Master's stand-in was incomparably excited.
What could possibly feel better than a stand-in becoming the real thing?
Within the Attire Forbidden Area, Qi Yuan sneezed.
"Oh no, I caught a cold."
Just then, Qi Yuan had sneezed and felt somewhat cold.
Little Bride followed behind Qi Yuan, keeping a one-body-length distance from him.
She seemed to understand Qi Yuan's words, and a wooden plaque inscribed with "Stick Together" slipped from her sleeve.
Qi Yuan glanced at Little Bride. "Forget it. Your material is too silky smooth. I'm afraid I'd get even colder."
After leaving the Earth Palace, Qi Yuan decided that he would take Little Bride and slaughter in all directions shortly.
With Little Bride around, he would no longer be completely at a disadvantage if he encountered the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor.
Qi Yuan decided to take down the Attire Forbidden Area while he had this time.
With Little Bride present, his level could rise directly by five.
Level ninety and level eighty-eight were entirely different concepts.
The difference was a whole major tier.
"Come on, with man and woman paired together, grinding monsters won't tire us out!"
With Little Bride in tow, Qi Yuan was brimming with confidence.
The mountains were pitch-black, with only a round moon hanging overhead.
Carrying the Great Treasure Sword, Qi Yuan once more appeared where the Clothing Monsters slept.
"Kill!"
With Qi Yuan's loud roar, he was like a wolf charging into a flock of sheep, slaughtering without pause.
Suspender pants, little-mom dresses—he took them all down.
His experience also rose at a rapid pace.
+200!
+300!
This time, Qi Yuan was far bolder than before.
He kept killing. Nearly half an hour passed, and he swiftly rose to level eighty-nine.
Then, at that moment, a chilling gaze fell upon Qi Yuan.
"Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor, you're here!"
Qi Yuan's spirits soared.
With You in Arms!
In an instant, he activated With You in Arms. Blood-red battle armor draped over him, even turning his Great Treasure Sword red.
His body also rapidly grew taller, reaching ten meters in height.
Of course, Qi Yuan could grow even taller, but there was no need.
Ten meters was the most suitable height for Qi Yuan at present.
"Let me see whether your health bar can actually go down!"
Facing the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor, even Qi Yuan, now already level ninety-four, felt a trace of pressure.
Heaven Severing Sword Drawing Technique!
The moment Qi Yuan attacked, he unleashed his strongest strike.
Clad in red battle armor, he leaped into the air, and the earth shook beneath this force.
Qi Yuan seemed to bear a round moon upon his back as a blood-red Sword Qi descended from the sky.
Crack!
The Heaven Severing Sword Drawing Technique landed upon the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor.
The Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor extended its hand, a claw where pallid white and dark black intertwined.
It caught Qi Yuan's sword with a single claw.
The Heaven Severing Sword Drawing Technique could not advance even an inch. The Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor looked at Qi Yuan without a trace of emotion.
Qi Yuan was somewhat stunned at the sight.
"Only a tiny bit of health dropped?"
"I'm outta here, I'm outta here."
Qi Yuan felt that this opponent was tough as nails, so fleeing quickly was the wiser choice.
"Looks like level ninety-five and level ninety-four are a huge threshold!"
Qi Yuan switched the Wedding Dress Armor from combat form to defensive form and immediately ran.
Without the Wedding Dress Armor, running away would have been extremely difficult for him. He might even have been stopped by the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor.
But now, he could run away openly and boldly, no longer needing to flee like a rat with its head in its paws.
Yet after escaping, Qi Yuan was in an exceptionally good mood.
In the past, he might have found the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor especially troublesome.
Now, though, it was only a matter of four or five days.
Using the Wedding Dress Armor, he could grind himself up to level ninety. The Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor would be utterly unable to stop him.
When that time came, they would see whether the Ugly Clothing Monster Emperor's claws were harder, or Qi Yuan's sword was sharper!
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