Witchcraft Curses

Tang Changsheng merely smiled. After a walk around the mountain to help digest his meal, he went back to perform Ritual Refinement on the two Vicious Ghosts. Fierce as they were, with Grievance Aura soaring to the heavens, their fate had been sealed the moment they were bound and delivered to him as gifts.

Every day, Tang Changsheng washed them with the Seven Absolutions, wearing away their Grievance Aura bit by bit.

The Seven Absolutions were far more forceful than Purifying Dharma Water, and the two Grudge Ghosts howled without end.

Even Wu Shulan felt her heart pound whenever she heard them. She had no idea what spell Tang Changsheng was preparing, or how he had made it sound so chilling.

Eventually, Tang Changsheng rearranged the room where he performed Ritual Refinement on the Yin Soldiers, sealing off every sound and movement. Only then did those dreadful noises stop carrying outside and frightening the flowers and grass...

With his attention fixed on the work each day, time naturally flew. In the blink of an eye, more than a week had passed.

By then, the Seven Absolutions had worn away most of the Grievance Aura on the two Vicious Ghosts. The ordeal had left them in miserable shape.

Layer by layer, the Seven Absolutions washed the Yin Energy from their bodies. To the two Vicious Ghosts, it was nothing short of torture.

Now, when the Seven Absolutions were poured over them, they lay half-dead and barely stirred.

"Good thing I have the Seven Absolutions. If I had used Purifying Dharma Water to cleanse these fellows, who knows how much power it would have cost me? Next time I go, I'd better bring some more back..."

Tang Changsheng was quite pleased with the Seven Absolutions. They were harsh, but they worked.

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