"Secret Prayer Curse?"
Just hearing the name gave Juliusun a very bad feeling!
Yun Zhongzi muttered to himself, "I came across this curse technique by chance while fighting the god-demon commanders in the Chaos God-Demon Universe."
"I thought this secret art was far too vile. Worried someone might take it and abuse it, I deliberately claimed it when we divided the spoils!"
"Back then, I thought that as long as this secret art remained in my hands, it would never be used to harm anyone!"
"Looking back now, the kindness I showed then has helped me today!"
"If I hadn't had the Secret Prayer Curse, I really wouldn't know how else to stop Ancestor Minghe from becoming a saint!"
One rune after another fell into place, and the Secret Prayer Curse formation was finally complete!
A tall altar had risen from the ground of the underworld.
Yun Zhongzi held his Seven-Star Longsword and cut off the hand of an Asura warrior.
Blood trickled from the severed hand.
"Ah!"
The Asura warrior cried out in pain, but his cultivation had been sealed and his body restrained. Even his cries couldn't escape the formation's influence and reach the outside!
A feeling of despair spread through Juliusun and the Asura warriors.
"How could this happen?"
Juliusun's heart was filled with boundless sorrow.
He had never imagined that Yun Zhongzi's final trump card wouldn't be the Nine-Nine Red Cloud Soul Scattering Gourd, which could interfere with the battle!
It was the Secret Prayer formation he had obtained beyond the Primordial Great World!
After finishing the basic runes, Yun Zhongzi grabbed the bloody severed hand of the Asura warrior. Using the blood on it, he climbed onto the altar and slowly inscribed the formation's gruesome core runes.
Once he finished the runes, he could begin