"This is Curse Talisman. It can establish a connection with its target through some medium, and then cast a curse."
As Xu Long spoke, he completed several more drawings.
" Curse Talisman? There are such things?"
Yan Chixia frowned. He practiced Daoism, Buddhism, and martial arts simultaneously, and was quite knowledgeable, but this was the first time he had ever seen or even heard of Curse Talisman.
Although it's the first time, its power is definitely not lacking.
Just one glance was enough to send shivers down my spine; if it happened, I'd probably die here.
"It's normal not to know about sect traditions."
Xu Long said something, and then placed the several talismans he had drawn on the altar one by one.
After lighting incense and red candles and preparing for a short while, the ritual began.
It's been a long time since I've used talismans, so I feel a bit rusty.
In fact, Xu Long prefers using talismans to real, hard-fought battles.
It's incredibly satisfying to secretly kill someone without the enemy knowing who did it.
This is a hobby of a seasoned cunning person; one may not use it, but one must master it, and master it proficiently.
However, if one attacks others in secret too often, one is likely to lose the courage to fight.
Therefore, Xu Long always avoided using talismans for sneak attacks, instead opting for direct, face-to-face combat.
Unfortunately, this Tree Demon Granny was too cowardly, hiding underground and refusing to come out. Each time, she would just throw down a few tree roots, forcing Xu Long to resort to this method.
"Reverence Heaven and Earth! Worship the spirits and deities!"
Xu Long roared, and a Curse Talisman immediately flew up.
boom!
The talisman ignited without fire, and a strange aura appeared at the same time.
Xu Long opened his mouth, his tone sinister and terrifying, "I curse you, may you be eaten by insects and ants!"
In the dim underground, there was a huge palace, where the Tree Demon Granny lay on a vine net, looking completely at ease.
"Hmm, fresh yang energy, Xiaoxue did a good job."
The Tree Demon Granny praised her, and a female ghost beside her couldn't help but smile.
She knew she could avoid punishment today.
"Damn humans, I don't know what kind of energy that is, it actually destroyed a large section of my tree roots."
The Tree Demon Granny felt a chill run down her spine as she recalled the battle not long ago.
If she hadn't decisively severed that part of her body, it probably would have spread to her main body.
"No, we can't go out casually for a while. We'll wait until that human leaves before making any decisions."
The Tree Demon Granny made a decision in her heart. Fairies have very long lifespans, and tree demons are among the best.
Living for seven or eight thousand years is as easy as playing around. Humans generally live for several decades, those with some cultivation for several hundred years, and only the top cultivators can live for thousands of years.
It's just a little bit of time; she can wait.
"Dulala dulala dulala dulala dul!"
A series of suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument) sounds approached from afar, followed by an extremely terrifying and sinister aura.
The Tree Demon Granny suddenly stood up, her face full of confusion.
"What's going on today? Why did the Old Demon of Black Mountain send people here?"
The Tree Demon Granny muttered something to herself, then said, " Open Gate and welcome Master Black Mountain's messenger!"
"Yes!"
A group of female ghosts Open Gate welcome guests, but as soon as the door opened, a Legion zombies hopped and skipped in.
Wearing a red wedding dress and a red hat, a piece of yellow cloth hangs down with the four characters "Hundred Years of Good Harmony" written on it.
The Old Demon of Black Mountain was a spirit that had come to life from a Great Black Mountain. Besides a large number of zombies, he had all sorts of demons and monsters under his command.
"I wonder what brings Master Black Mountain's messenger here?"
The Tree Demon Granny asked with a fawning expression.
Her gaze fell upon the large coffin in the center of the group of zombies.
Such sinister and ghostly things naturally cannot be treated with common sense.
The Tree Demon Granny sensed a large mass of dense Yin energy, which also carried a strong smell of blood.
The zombies. "..."
The zombies didn't speak, but the Tree Demon Granny understood what was going on.
This item contained a trace of the Old Demon of Black Mountain's spiritual power, which told her the purpose of her trip.
"So it was for Xiaoqian..."
The Tree Demon Granny nodded, but before she could say anything more, Nie Xiaoqian pounced on her.
" Granny, I do! I do!"
Nie Xiaoqian's face was full of sincerity, and she even seemed a little impatient.
She never wanted to see Xu Long again, but as long as she remained in the human world, the possibility of running into him was inevitable.
Therefore, upon learning that the Old Demon of Black Mountain had come to propose marriage, Nie Xiaoqian readily agreed.
She was going to the Underworld, to the territory of the Old Demon of Black Mountain.
She'd do anything as long as she could stay away from Xu Long.
"In that case, let's wait for the right time to go and fetch the bride!"
Seeing that Nie Xiaoqian was so sensible, the Tree Demon Granny was very pleased.
After the zombies left, the Tree Demon Granny examined the contents of the coffin. As she had expected, it contained human essence and soul.
The coffin was filled with jars, twenty long and ten wide, arranged in five layers, totaling a thousand jars.
Each jar required the blood and soul essence of one hundred humans to fill, meaning that the Old Demon of Black Mountain killed at least one hundred thousand people for these betrothal gifts.
With this essence and spirit, the Tree Demon Granny's injuries can be fully restored, and she may even be able to advance further.
"Eat some first!"
The Tree Demon Granny collected all the other jars, leaving only one to slowly suck on.
"Hmm? What's wrong? Why does it feel a little itchy?"
The Tree Demon Granny frowned, wondering what was going on, as her true form, buried deep in the soil, began to itch.
And it's not just one place that's itchy, but hundreds of places that are itchy at the same time.
"Could it be that the Old Demon of Black Mountain's stuff is so powerful that just one sip is enough to make new tree roots grow?"
The Tree Demon Granny muttered something to herself, then pulled out one of the tree roots to see if any new shoots had sprouted.
However, what she saw horrified her: countless insects were frantically gnawing at the tree roots, leaving only a thin layer of bark.
"What happened? Why did this happen?"
The Tree Demon Granny shrieked, determined to pull out all the itchy tree roots to see if they were all like that.
The result plunged her into despair; all the tree roots were crawling with insects, and most of them had been gnawed down to their bark.
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! This is an illusion! An illusion!"
The Tree Demon Granny screamed, never having been so frightened as she was today.
While hiding one's true form within the earth has many advantages, it also has its drawbacks.
For example, these small insects feed on tree roots.
However, these insects are usually few in number; a few thousand is considered quite good. Compared to her enormous root system, a few thousand insects are just a drop in the ocean and won't cause her any harm.
But at this very moment, the number of insects gnawing at her tree roots is not just tens of millions, but probably hundreds of millions.
Even with her size, she couldn't withstand it.