A heaven-shaking battle unfolded within the barrier. Domain powers collided and ground against one another, while the light of turbulent laws flickered and danced.
Relying on the extreme speed granted by the Divine Feather Wings, Jiang Ping An dodged the attacks, avoiding direct clashes whenever possible and using Devouring Power to slowly absorb the old man's energy.
Dragging this out benefited Jiang Ping An. Killing was forbidden within Azure Branch Academy; if the Academy's Patrol Team discovered this assassin, he would be executed immediately.
The old man saw through Jiang Ping An's deliberate stalling, and his face darkened. If the Academy's Patrol Team found him, he would be as good as dead.
The old man suddenly stopped attacking and put away his spear. "Killing a Cultivator at the Domain Realm Initial Stage has actually made this old man waste so much time. I'll send you to hell now!"
He spread open his withered hands, and a drop of blood floated before him.
Jiang Ping An frowned. He could sense that the drop of blood was his. What was this old man trying to do?
"To die beneath an immortal-grade forbidden art is an honor for you."
"An immortal-grade forbidden art?"
Jiang Ping An's expression changed.
Any technique called a forbidden art was incomparably powerful, let alone an immortal-grade forbidden art.
The old man swiftly formed hand seals. Strange and powerful force filled the barrier as fluctuations of the Great Dao surged around him. One bizarre curse seal after another formed, trapping Jiang Ping An's drop of blood.
"This old man is only a little over a thousand years old. The reason I look so old is because I frequently use this forbidden art—using another's blood as a medium to forcibly impose Karma Power, forming Curse Power and stripping away another