Fellow Disciples

The Incantation Technique required a variety of casting media, many of them costly and some even hard to find. That made it difficult not only to cultivate, but even harder to cast.

The Incantation Technique was ill-suited to confronting enemies head-on. Its practitioners could only manipulate events from behind the scenes, unable to show themselves openly before others.

The Incantation Technique had flaws that were hard to remedy.

But it had the longest casting range. Given enough casting media, it was nothing unusual to curse someone in the Great Han Dynasty to death from the Yedie River Holy Land, ten thousand li away.

The Incantation Technique was also the Technique Method that most readily let the weak defeat the strong.

In the world of the Incantation Technique, anyone who lacked a few tricks for cursing people above their own level would be too ashamed to call themselves a qualified practitioner.

Suddenly subjected to the Incantation Technique by Hongku, who stood above him in cultivation, Wu Chao felt his scalp go numb.

He would evidently die the same way Wu Ti had.

With Hongku casting an incantation on him, he could neither counter it nor escape.

"I'm going to kill Hongku!"

Wu Chao brandished the meat cleaver he used to cut the meat for his three daily meals. His lean arm swung the blade, less than a foot long, in slash after slash.

If he wanted to turn the tables and kill Hongku, relying on his own hand-to-hand combat ability was his only slim chance of winning.

But after so many years cultivating the Incantation Technique, Wu Chao's once-strong body had grown frail.

Having given up his physical advantage, he would not find it easy to regain it now.

Assassinating Hongku would be even harder. Without Hongku to lead him in,