The Xiong Clan Hidden Lineage, Rebirth through True Fire

Everyone clamored in outrage.

The only Innate Realm cultivator among them frowned.

He was just about to speak.

Suddenly, a sharp pain pierced his chest.

Then, in an utterly bizarre sight, all the dozens of people present clutched their chests, their faces contorting in agony.

"It... it hurts so much. I... I feel like countless insects are gnawing at my heart."

The middle-aged man who had been the first to shout was in such pain that his features twisted.

He curled up on the ground, his nails nearly digging into his flesh, strange rasping sounds escaping his throat.

"Is... is it poison?"

Someone spoke with a terrified expression.

"When... when were we poisoned?"

The Innate Realm expert's face was as pale as paper. He hurriedly examined his body with spiritual power, only to discover that there was no poison within him at all. Instead, countless "blood worms" were gnawing at his heart.

"This... this isn't poison. It's some kind of curse. Someone is killing us with a curse."

Yet no one answered him anymore.

He raised his head. Everyone who had been howling in agony moments earlier had already stopped breathing.

At the border of Xu Province.

There stood a peaceful village that seemed removed from worldly strife.

Cooking smoke curled into the air, and chickens and dogs could be heard from house to house.

Farmers worked the fields, painting a scene straight out of a hidden paradise.

However, had a cultivator of exceptionally high attainment or an Array Master deeply versed in arrays been present...

They would certainly have noticed the extraordinarily sophisticated concealment array surrounding the village, cutting it off from the outside world.

The village's men and women, young and old alike, all possessed considerable cultivation, though they concealed it exceedingly well.

This was none other