The Harmful Head Ten Gates had boundless calculations and ever-shifting variations.
To harm someone, there was no need to show oneself. One only had to calculate the right position from afar and burn a stick of incense.
But someone targeted by this art only had to realize what was happening and immediately leave their original position to escape its harm.
Ultimately, this was because the Harmful Head Sect was not suited for fighting spells. Its techniques mostly used an opponent's home as their point of reference, to curse and harm them.
Hu Ma carried the carriage and coffin in one hand and led Xiao Hong Tang with the other. In the blink of an eye, he had traveled four or five li, yet he found his cultivation still dwindling. He realized his opponent was tremendously skilled, and that this "Loss" position covered an enormous area.
He made a snap decision. Setting down the carriage and coffin he held, he turned to Miss Zhou Si and Immortal Aunt Miaoshan. "Someone's attacking us from the shadows. Stay here and keep watch for me. Don't move around."
As he spoke, he swept out his wide sleeves. Twenty-four spell banners fell, surrounding the coffin and everyone inside.
He took a deep breath to clear his mind. After a careful look around, he pinpointed the location. The Sky Measuring Boots appeared beneath his feet, and he raced off.
When an ordinary person was struck by a Harmful Head Sect spell, usually all they could do was hide. There was simply no way to fight back.
But someone who was also skilled in the Harmful Head methods could calculate the opponent's location. They could even counter the attack while striking back, burning a stick of incense for the opponent to make their fortune turn to loss.