Two late Foundation Establishment cultivators had both suffered grievous wounds before Xiao Hua. One had been bizarrely slain by the Heart-Eating Spirit Worm, while the other had perished with Dry Fire burning his body.
Xiao Hua had originally lain on the ground within the spell array, playing dead. But as the two men's performance became more and more spectacular, he could not resist opening his eyes, pricking up his ears, and enjoying the show.
Dusk had already fallen. The blood-red radiance of the setting sun shone across the western sky, while the twilight within the surrounding mountain shadows shielded the spell array. Threads of flame still gave off their final scorching heat in the air not far from Xiao Hua!
"Alas, wherever there are people, there is fighting! Master's wife was absolutely right!!" Xiao Hua sighed deeply.
Although the two late Foundation Establishment cultivators had not unleashed their pressure, and neither had spared Xiao Hua a glance, their methods of slaughter, the power of their talisman curse techniques, the effects of their talismans, and the terror of Dry Fire all made him shudder! Xiao Hua knew well that if he faced either of them, even without this spell array, he would not last ten exchanges.
"Thirty years! Those two really knew how to endure. All for some so-called supreme treasure of the Buddhist Sect, yet in the end they still... lost their lives!"
"The talisman curse technique—the sinister technique that struck the Zhu family of Jingbo City—really is formidable! Even late Foundation Establishment cultivators had no power to fight back! But the price of using a talisman curse technique is too great: twenty years of lifespan!"
"Alas, no matter how formidable the talisman curse technique is, it cannot compare to Kan Mingwei's schemes. He had already made his first move