The sword light reached within three feet of Yun Che's face before the black-and-white curse power radiating from his Curse Eyes stopped it. The instant the sword qi touched the curse power, it was devoured without even a sound.
Yun Che walked over and stopped ten paces from Divine Martial. His eyes abruptly opened, firing a beam of black-and-white curse light so fast that even Divine Martial failed to react. It pierced straight through his right shoulder, inflicting exactly the same wound Yun Che had suffered earlier.
Pain!
Bone-deep pain instantly swept through Divine Martial's entire body. He could feel the curse power burrowing into him through the wound, frantically devouring the World Origin within him. Every second, vast quantities of origin were consumed, and he could do nothing to stop it.
"You think... seizing the World Origin will secure your position as this world's ruler?"
Yun Che finally spoke, his voice hoarse and cold, every word carrying bone-chilling killing intent.
"You don't deserve this world's origin, much less to be its ruler."
As his words fell, curse light erupted again. Black-and-white curse runes emerged from the void, filling the sky and rapidly winding around Divine Martial's limbs and body. They bound him tightly in an instant, countless tiny curse runes piercing his Immortal Body and gnawing away at the World Origin he had seized.
Divine Martial's face twisted in pain. He drove his immortal power with all his might, trying to break the curse runes, but the more he struggled, the tighter they bound him and the faster they devoured him. His once-solid golden body was visibly growing dim and shriveled.
He had never imagined that after plotting for tens of thousands of years, just as he was about to ascend to the position of world ruler, he would