The Legendary Curse Master

"It was nothing special." The Old Sorcerer let out a cold laugh, and a powerful aura erupted from his entire body. Not only that, but the phantom of the Ghost King continued to circle within him.

At that moment, although he was only one person, he possessed the power of the Ghost King.

The Old Sorcerer casually waved his hand. An overwhelmingly powerful strike, strong enough to crush everything, came crashing down.

The Demon Subduing Daoist before him could not even block it. His body shattered just like that.

Seeing this, Daoist Fenglong hesitated, but did not enter the battle himself. He knew that he was the backbone of the group. If he also died at the Old Sorcerer's hands, things would become troublesome.

"Who else can deal with him?" Daoist Fenglong asked.

The surrounding Daoists looked at one another, but five old Daoists stepped forward. They said in unison, "Back then, the five of us were the ones who fought him. Now, it is our turn again."

"You five want to fight the one of us? That hardly seems fair," Basong said from a distance.

"The five of us form our own formation. No matter how many of you come, we five will face you. Does that count as fair?" one of the five Daoists said.

"Forget it. There's no need for that." Basong let out a cold laugh before continuing, "As it happens, he wants to see your strength as well. The grudge from twenty years ago has reached the time to end."

The five men walked forward. Once they did, the surrounding Daoists all breathed a sigh of relief, because everyone knew how powerful these five were.

The five of them had lived together since childhood. On top of that, they were five brothers, and their minds