The Art of Curses

"If this continues, it will become a serious problem. It seems we'll have to find a new general."

"The newly appointed general must at least appear less powerful, but in reality, he must be a formidable fighter. Only in this way can he achieve great deeds and slay enemy generals."

Upon hearing these words, Grand Tutor Wen nodded in agreement.

Shen Gongbao was right.

Divine Marquis General's strength is too great; apart from Yang Jian, no one can match him.

If the Divine Monkey General continues to take action, the enemy will likely continue to refuse to fight.

It seems we need to replace them.

"Now I'll see who has the guts. The Immortal Slaying Flying Knife has been taken by the enemy. Otherwise, I could have killed several more enemies. What a pity."

The group then returned to their camp.

All the generals arrived at the main camp and began to discuss their strategies.

However, not long after that, messenger soldiers arrived at the scene.

"Grand Tutor Wen, Grand Tutor Wen, something terrible has happened! There's a pig-headed monster outside the city claiming to want to Grand Tutor Wen!"

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Wen frowned slightly.

"A pig-headed demon? What kind of demon is he? Did he announce his sect? And where did this powerful figure come from?"

The soldier delivering the message was dumbfounded upon hearing these questions.

"Grand Tutor Wen, that fellow didn't say anything, but his appearance was extremely terrifying. He was about two or three meters tall and had a horribly grotesque pig's head. He said he came to help our Yin Shang destroy the traitors of Xiqi."

Upon hearing these words, Grand Tutor Wen merely smiled slightly.

This pig-headed demon meant well, but he was overestimating his own abilities.

It must be a pig demon from this area, but it hasn't even fully transformed into human form, so what kind of abilities could it possibly possess?

Are you going to fight with a pig's head on your head? Wouldn't you just get laughed at?

"Go and find out where that pig-headed demon came from and what kind of magic he possesses. If his magic is ordinary, then give him a good talking-to and tell him to go home and cultivate for a few more cycles of reincarnation."

"After all, this is a real battle, a veritable meat grinder. Even if he came, he would only perish; it would be a losing proposition."

Upon hearing this, the messenger quickly went down to deliver the order.

As Jiang Ziya said, there are countless demon cultivators in the world, but only by transforming into human form can one truly begin.

It's rare for a demon to have a round head and yet still go out to fight; their transformation isn't even complete, so their combat power is obviously average.

Outside the main camp, Zhu Ganglie stood outside the city, carrying his Nine-Toothed Rake.

Sishui Pass is a famous pass in the world.

There are city gates on all four sides.

The city gate facing the enemy is now the west gate, while Zhu Ganglie is waiting at the north gate.

He was standing there picking his nose, looking like a pig with a pig's head on his head.

Now he has a pig's head and a very long nose. Not only does he have a lot of boogers, but he also hides them a lot. Picking them is really addictive.

"Why did it take you so long?"

"Could it be that Grand Tutor Wen looks down on him? If he's also someone who judges by appearances, then that's rather disappointing."

Zhu Ganglie stood there, picking his nose while secretly thinking.

Not long after, the messenger on the city wall returned.

"My esteemed master, my Grand Tutor said that this is a critical period in the battle between the two sides, a veritable meat grinder. Those who are slightly weaker will die without a burial place."

"My Grand Tutor said you should go back and cultivate for a few more reincarnations. You think you've not fully transformed yet and your strength is too weak? Coming here would just be a pointless death. My Grand Tutor Wen feels sorry for you!"

Upon hearing this, Zhu Ganglie was slightly taken aback.

Grand Tutor Wen had misunderstood the situation, but deep down, a faint warmth lingered in his heart.

Doesn't this clearly demonstrate the difference?

Xiqi only wanted to fight on the front lines, but the Yin Shang camp surprisingly still had some humanity.

"Go back and tell the Grand Tutor that it was His Human Emperor who sent me here. Just tell him."

Upon hearing this, the messenger was slightly taken aback, then ran back to the camp once more.

He didn't know whether the pig-headed demon's words were true or false, so he could only leave the decision to the generals.

At this moment, everyone in the camp was having a heated discussion.

Grand Tutor Wen shared his thoughts with the generals.

The generals were all filled with fervor.

Everyone is actively participating.

This included several powerful figures from the Interception Sect, who were in the same situation.

There was the Long-Eared Dingguang Immortal, the Jinguang Xian, the Qiu Shou Xian, and so on.

The discussion among the group was quite lively.

When the army set out on the expedition, His Human Emperor did not send any troops or great experts, mainly because he wanted Grand Tutor Wen to test the strength of Xiqi.

Therefore, only a small number of powerful individuals were brought by Grand Tutor Wen.

The members of the Interception Sect received the news, especially hearing that some members of the Chan Sect had participated in the battle.

They then sent some disciples to express their willingness to cooperate.

This is also why the members of the Interception Sect came here.

Seeing the generals' murderous intent and ambitious expressions, Grand Tutor Wen couldn't help but smile slightly.

Most of the people present were powerful individuals with profound magical abilities; it was entirely possible for these people to fight.

The problem is deciding who to choose.

Just then, the messenger soldier returned.

"Reporting to Grand Tutor Wen, the pig-headed demon outside did not say where he cultivates or where he comes from. Instead, he said that His Human Emperor sent him here, which is why he requests Grand Tutor Wen."

Upon hearing this, Grand Tutor Wen was slightly taken aback.

Were they sent by His Human Emperor?

So who exactly is this pig-headed monster?

Could it be the Twelve Zodiac Animals of His Majesty the Human Emperor?

He knew that there was a pig in the Twelve Zodiac Animals team.

Could it be that pig?

Thinking of this, Grand Tutor Wen couldn't help but reveal a hint of doubt.

He had seen that pig before; it was a Heaven-Swallowing Pig, a Primordial World alien species, but it had already transformed into human form long ago.

There's no way someone would show up here with a pig's head on their head.

If that's the case, then who exactly is the person with a pig's head appearing here?

He couldn't help but reveal a faint hint of doubt.

"In that case, please come up. Let's see if this person has any skills or tricks up his sleeve."

"If this person was truly sent by His Human Emperor, he must possess some skill; we can have him lead the charge."

Upon hearing this, everyone nodded in agreement.

This pig-headed monster was, after all, a complete stranger.

If they were truly sent by His Human Emperor the Emperor, they must possess some skill.

It seems quite appropriate to have this pig-headed guy invite others to fight.

While waiting for the pig-headed monster, the group continued to discuss how to kill the enemy.

At this moment, Huang Xian, one of the Four Immortals of Mount Huang who had always kept a low profile, couldn't help but speak up.

"Actually, I have a method that can curse someone in the enemy camp to death. I wonder who you all want me to curse to kill?"

Upon hearing this, everyone was slightly taken aback.

"Curse the opponent to death? A curse technique?"

Huang Xian smiled slightly.

"That's right. I have a scarecrow that I've refined for countless years, within which a curse aura has been brewing. This curse aura can kill people from tens of millions of miles away; its power is quite considerable."

"Perhaps this treasure can be used to achieve great things."

As he spoke, he took out the scarecrow in his hand.

It was a scarecrow the size of a palm, but it was a dark, iron-blue color, as if it had been stained black from being handled so often.

What was originally a rather cute scarecrow has been transformed into something rather terrifying.

The crowd felt a chill run down their spines as they looked at the scarecrow.

If this thing can truly curse and kill others, it would indeed be a remarkable treasure.

After all, most curses only cause people to become mentally confused.

Or rather, to make someone else sick; this kind of curse is something ordinary people usually use.

It has little effect on those who cultivate Daoism.

However, this scarecrow is capable of cursing and killing powerful individuals, which is quite remarkable.

Shen Gongbao, in particular, showed a look of curiosity.

"How exactly is this thing used? It's said that curses are quite complicated, and if not handled properly, they could even backfire."

Upon hearing this, Huang Xian smiled slightly.

"This curse-killing technique is indeed very complex, but it's nothing special to me."

"Simply write the other person's name and date of birth on this scarecrow, then bow to it, and finally pierce the scarecrow with this highly poisonous silver needle. Depending on the enemy's strength, the enemy will be cursed to death."