Wu Yuan had immense confidence in his witchcraft.
Moreover, this Blood Curse had been cast using Wu Yuan's own vital blood essence.
The only way to break this Blood Curse was to kill Wu Yuan. Otherwise, the Blood Curse was completely unsolvable.
That was the Witch Clan's understanding of witchcraft.
In truth, there were many other ways to dispel this witchcraft. Jiang Chen knew at least ten ways to dispel the Blood Curse.
After all, the medical arts passed down by Long Xia were extremely formidable.
It was just that killing the person who cast the spell was the most direct—and optimal—way to resolve the Blood Curse.
The other methods were either too difficult to carry out or required too great a price.
Therefore, Jiang Chen's suggestion was to kill the caster. Only then could they be rid of the problem once and for all.
At that moment, Jiang Chen led several Ascension Realm experts in attacking a certain direction.
Under the force of their powerful attacks, the Hidden Formation shattered, revealing an entrance.
The guards stationed at the entrance were struck pale with shock.
"Who goes there? Why are you attacking our Witch Clan's territory?" a voice rang out.
More than a dozen Nether Profound Realm guards appeared before Jiang Chen and the others.
Although these Witch Clan experts were afraid as well, now that someone had come knocking on their door, they had to step forward and bark out a rebuke, didn't they?
"What your Witch Clan did to Jue Tian Sect—why do you think we came here to attack your clan?" Jiang Chen sneered.
"What Jue Tian Sect? I have no idea what you're talking about," the guard captain denied.
"Bring out your Witch Clan leader. We can talk. Otherwise, don't blame us for killing our way