All one could say was that his luck had run dry—he could choke on water just from taking a sip.
After playing with ghosts for so many years, the Xu Family had finally run into a ghost themselves!
The Xu Family and East City were as one, so it was no surprise that they had gotten involved in moving against Ji Jue at this critical juncture. But who could have expected that the moment a [Western White Emperor Dragon King Summoning Seal] appeared, their deepest foundations would nearly be exposed!
It couldn't be helped. He had cheats.
That was the gold content of a Crown Master. And when it came to gold content, Crown Master might not even measure up to Ye Xian's legacy—the greatest swordsmith of the age! From the moment Ji Jue entered the discipline, what Ye Xian taught and what he learned had revolved around a single word: "disassemble." He started with Disintegration Art, then stubbornly worked through the countless exercises Ye Xian had accumulated until he had truly mastered it. Now that he had entered the realm of Scene Tremor, his skill had become second nature. No matter what kind of construct he encountered, he felt no fear; instinct and experience alone let him strike straight at its core.
The Xu Family's curse restrictions might have been powerful and profound, but no matter how complex their packaging and verification, they could not withstand Ji Jue's brutally direct method of cracking them—especially with Zhan Lu opening holes to take samples, and the Containing Form Mirror constantly reflecting and analyzing them!
The more Ji Jue wrote, the more animated he became. Only now did he understand the exhilaration his teacher had felt back then.
If he saw it, he could take it apart. If he took it apart,