Hunting Game

At present, the entire room, over a hundred square meters in size, was completely under Ye Chen and the others' control.

Xu Tianran probably never imagined that anyone would dare pull such a switch right under his nose, would he?

But at that moment, Ye Chen suddenly frowned.

Although things were progressing in the direction he had anticipated, that was precisely why doubts began to arise in his heart.

It had gone too smoothly.

Far too smoothly. From Xu Tianchen's capture, the curse's outbreak, and Ye Chen spreading the news, to Ju Zi delivering a message late at night, the Imperial City's defense map... all the way until now, when they had arrived at the Heaven Worship Ceremony as they wished, subdued the guards, and found Xu Tianchen's corpse.

Everything was too reasonable—so reasonable that Ye Chen could not help but feel a bone-chilling premonition, as though all of this had been deliberately arranged by someone.

No matter how perfect his plan was, it could not possibly have gone this smoothly. He had not even needed to use any of the countermeasures he had prepared for unexpected situations.

Looking at the tightly shut door, Ye Chen felt a chill run through him.

The so-called Heaven Worship Ceremony appeared to be meant to dispel the curse, but now that he thought about it, it seemed more like a meticulously prepared trap.

Unless one possessed cultivation at the level of Xuan Zi or Mu En, this trap would have been impossible to solve for anyone other than Ye Chen.

And Ye Chen could, at most, ensure the lives of those present. Once he used his final means, all the efforts they had made over this period might be rendered meaningless.

He mobilized his Spiritual Power and began gathering it toward the door.