"It's over. Junior Brother Li is dead, and now the Great Elder has been killed by that brat too."
The elders of the Infinite Devil Palace cried out in terror, utterly panicked. They had thought this brat was a weakling they could kill with a wave of their hands.
But who could have guessed that this brat was a ferocious tiger? In the blink of an eye, he had killed two of the Infinite Devil Palace's top experts. Even the Great Elder had been butchered.
At that moment, another Lightning Tribulation Realm elder of the Infinite Devil Palace glared fiercely and roared, "You little beast! How dare you kill an elder of my Infinite Devil Palace? Do you know that whenever one of us dies, we leave behind a demonic imprint on your soul, like a curse? The more of us who die, the more curses you'll bear.
"Before long, your body will be covered in cursed imprints left by the disciples of our Infinite Devil Palace. Our countless experts will hunt you down relentlessly, for generations to come, and never let you go.
"Those curses can even seep into your bloodline. Even if you have descendants, they'll still bear the curse of my Infinite Devil Palace. We won't rest until your entire clan has been wiped out. Have you thought through the consequences?!"
"A demonic curse? I didn't expect you to be just like the Ten Thousand Poisons Sect, with something like this up your sleeve. But do you think I'm afraid?" Xia Ping reached out with his large hand.
At once, two clouds of black mist swirled in his hand, radiating a chilling, evil, and cursed aura. Deep within the mist, a vengeful spirit seemed to wail, and at its very core lay an unfathomable demonic talisman.
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