The King of Curses

Chapter 332 "The Highest Realm"

That unruly, nonsensical attitude seemed to transform into that of a compassionate adult in the blink of an eye.

"...I agree."

Cen Dongsheng replied.

"Eh?"

Loujia, who was frantically rolling around on his head, stopped, her eyes widening in astonishment.

"agreed?"

The little girl quickly sat up and patted the man's head below hard. Her voice was light and beautiful, and at this moment it was filled with joy.

Is this a method that only you know?

Cen Dongsheng did not answer immediately; instead, he asked with a serious expression.

"Well, it's not just me, but it's true that only those who have personally experienced the 'supreme realm' can understand it. Even the strongest among you humans would probably need more time and opportunity to reach that level."

"That's good."

Cen Dongsheng nodded.

"In other words, as long as I try, regardless of the outcome, it will provide valuable experience for other top-tier spellcasters."

"Oh, so the reason you made up your mind and took the risk to agree to my request was because you wanted your women to get promoted as soon as possible?"

The little girl crossed her arms and smiled broadly; but the next second, her expression changed drastically, and she went berserk.

"—Don't make it sound like I'm making a sacrifice! I'm clearly doing this for your own good! I want to help you! Why do you always take my good intentions for granted!"

Loujia grabbed his hair and shook him back and forth, gritting his teeth.

"Stop scratching me, stop scratching me! You're going to scratch me bald!"

Cen Dongsheng's head shook, and he couldn't help but sigh.

"Then...shall we begin now? Do we need to prepare anything?"

"No need."

Loujia exhaled and the little man slowly stood up.

"Now that I have your 'permission,' I will borrow your body."

As she spoke, she climbed up to the man's ear and began blowing air into it.

A damp, warm breeze caressed his ears, the pleasant sensation spreading all the way to his inner thighs... It was quite comfortable, making the man's scalp tingle and causing him to shiver involuntarily.

"Dongsheng, your ears seem to be very sensitive."

Loujia's voice was faint and melodious.

"When you're with your women, do they ever really 'bully' this place? If they don't, I'm going to win first place, you know?"

Uh, sorry, they both lick it every time... Come to think of it, no wonder the older sister likes to bite his ears so much, it turns out it's because she noticed that it's his "weak point"?
He always gets completely driven by instinct halfway through, so he doesn't pay attention to these details.

Loujia cleaned one of the man's ears. Then, with a "whoosh," she carefully descended from her position on the edge of the ear and jumped onto the auricle.

She was like a mountaineer, having just returned from a treacherous and towering mountain range; now she had her eye on a deep cave, with winding ravines inside, leading to an unknown depth...

The little figure looked around the man's ear, then took a step and walked towards the inside of the ear.

This scene was bizarre and uncanny, almost like a story from a ghost tale: a tiny figure transformed from an evil god entered the man's ear and disappeared.

……

Cen Dongsheng's expression froze.

His mood had been relatively relaxed, but at this moment, his hair suddenly stood on end and his muscles tensed up—a man's body reacts faster and more acutely than his mind, sensing that some astonishing change was about to occur.

For various reasons, he finally agreed to Loujia's request.

Most importantly, he couldn't hide his curiosity about that realm that had always been only heard of and legendary...

But the other party's actions were completely unexpected.

—She disappeared, but she didn't leave.

She turned into a wisp of water, a gust of wind, seeping into his limbs and bones, lingering in his mind.

After receiving permission, the remaining power of the evil god immediately became active, although its scale had been reduced to one-billionth of its original size, its nature remained unchanged—

In a daze, Cen Dongsheng seemed to have grasped something.

"The whole is one, and one is the whole."

From large to small, from complete to fragmented, the scale of power will decrease sequentially. This is a natural law that even a top-level curse master cannot resist.

But "gods," or rather "ancestors," are different—

Their power is consistent; their immense strength is composed of every tiny part, and these particles themselves still have a solid foundation.

Even when broken down to its smallest unit, it retains its unique and unchanging properties, possessing the ability to trigger enormous changes.

Just as everything in the universe is interconnected and interdependent, forming part of the whole, one reflects the whole, and the whole is contained within one.

Therefore, it will live on forever and never perish...

—This kind of thinking, so unlike his own, is astonishingly inhuman wisdom, like countless tiny bubbles rising to the surface of boiling water.

What... exactly does this feel like?
Cen Dongsheng felt his vision rising endlessly, reaching infinite heights, piercing through the dark universe and swirling white mist, overlooking this planet, this world.
At the same time, our vision extends endlessly, reaching far into the distance, across oceans and continents, from towering mountains and vast oceans to birds taking flight from their nests and rabbits emerging from their burrows...

The so-called "spiritual perception" of the curse master is said to replace other human senses and become the most acute and reliable perception; and at this moment, this perception is further sublimated, connecting with heaven and earth and the planet beneath their feet.

Countless messages poured in from all directions, filling his heart with immense joy. Cen Dongsheng was almost overwhelmed by this overwhelming tide.

But in the next second, he suddenly calmed down.

Like a bucket of cold water poured over his head and feet, Cen Dongsheng quickly regained his consciousness.

—This is the passive ability of "Heavenly Transformation," and the result of activating "Preservation of the Spirit" is enough to resist the power of "Heavenly Leader's Power."

Something's not right...

Cen Dongsheng tried everything to force himself to open his eyes, but what greeted him was still an extremely beautiful sight:

The ground was paved with precious stones such as lapis lazuli, gold, and silver, and was clean and dust-free; in the void, day and night, six times a day, mandarava flowers rained down, falling in profusion, their fragrance lingering. Their colors flowed like rainbows, and their fragrance could instantly dispel the afflictions of all beings.

In the palace made of seven treasures, the golden beams and jade pillars radiate light naturally, requiring no illumination from the sun or moon. The palace appears at will, its railings and nets adorned with Mani jewels, which, when stirred by a gentle breeze, produce subtle Dharma sounds.

Amidst swirling clouds and mist, the celestial maidens appeared with exquisite beauty, clad in light celestial robes, their necklaces and pendants jingling even without wind, their bodies radiating light like the moon. They held precious vases, musical instruments, or garlands of flowers, offering songs and dances as a form of worship.

This is... the true "heavenly realm".

However, Cen Dongsheng's gaze pierced through this false heaven, passed through layers of the universe, and saw another world.

"—You really believe me."

Loujia's ethereal voice echoed in my ears.

"Where are you?!"

He looked around; the celestial realm had vanished, replaced by a desolate emptiness, like the universe itself. This world was vast and radiant, with nowhere to hide.

Loujia is not here.

"Me? Of course I'm in your heart."

Loujia's words were calm and without the slightest malice, but Cen Dongsheng felt a chill run down his spine.

"Didn't you see it? I am one with you."

For a fleeting moment, the man's vision blurred, and then a hand appeared in front of him.

A soft, white hand, as smooth as jade.

"Come on, take my hand."

Loujia said.

"I'll take you to experience that 'supreme realm'..."

*
Yi Qingyan's figure disappeared from the spot and appeared in front of the distant shadow at the same time, easily closing the distance between the two.

Facing Wan Dugu, she raised her hand and unleashed a spatial slash.

Wan Dugu transformed into a wisp of black wind and swiftly dodged away.

Unlike "Dimensional Devouring," Yi Qingyan's use of Spatial Slash consumes almost no resources. With a flick of her fingers, dozens of Spatial Slashes shot out, creating another vast net that covered everything and shredded all things.

The super-class monster, transformed from a human, dodged and weaved, but suddenly froze at a certain moment, unable to move.

An Zhizhen's abilities had a powerful suppressive force against ghosts without physical bodies, far stronger than when Wan Dugu was human. Unable to offer any resistance, its pitch-black body was shattered into dozens of pieces.

Wan Dugu transformed into a wisp of black wind, breaking free of his restraints and maintaining a distance from Yi Qingyan.

It appears to have escaped, but after the dismembered body is reassembled, obvious gaps can be seen between them, like crisscrossing scars.

Like a dismembered body that has been pieced back together, although a special-class ghost can move in this state, it cannot completely heal its "wounds," which proves that its power has weakened. At this time, Wan Dugu had only exchanged blows with the two sisters once.

They weren't rivals before, and they're even less likely to be now.

Wan Dugu had, of course, foreseen this long ago. Within those pupils, a ghostly green flame was slowly burning.

"It seems you don't care about the lives of mortals."

"It's your fault, what does it have to do with me?"

Yi Qingyan snorted lightly; she wouldn't be morally blackmailed.

"Everyone in this city will see our battle."

“That’s right. They will all see how I cut off your head and rid them of the monster. I am their savior, preventing the impending tragedy.”

As she spoke, the spatial slashes intensified, enveloping the special-grade ghost once again.

"Do you really have a way to avoid it?"

Wan Dugu revealed a ferocious smile.

“We are performers, and since it is a performance, of course we have to charge the audience for tickets.”

……

A massive surge of Yin energy began to rise from beneath the ground.

"The Void of Gods and Demons" is a force that reverses Yin and Yang, capable of disrupting the balance of the natural order of heaven and earth. It is "change" and, more importantly, "misfortune." The so-called Void of Gods and Demons signifies "nothingness" and "destruction."

Wan Dugu can not only use this power to interfere with himself, reversing yin and yang, and possessing the dual identities of "human" and "ghost"; he can also interfere with the outside world.

The universe is composed of two energies, pure and turbid, also known as "yin and yang". The resurgence of spiritual energy in this era is rooted in the disorder and imbalance of yin and yang, and "Gods and Demons in Emptiness" can further intensify the contradictions, plunging the world into boundless turmoil and chaos.

The prohibition of fate is a manifestation of personality, which is clearly an important reason why the future "King of the Underworld" would choose to become a terrorist.

……

For the people living in this city, they cannot feel the reversal and disorder of Yin and Yang, but they can intuitively perceive the increasingly heavy and enormous ominous atmosphere brewing in the air.

They could not see the Yin Qi rising from the ground, but they could see the dark mist gathering from all directions, surging upwards and reaching high places.

It was daytime, but the sky was as dark as after dusk.

As for the battles between top-tier curse masters, that was the only one they could witness firsthand.

To instill fear and panic in the citizens of Kowloon as much as possible, Man Tak-Ku transformed into a monstrous shadow that swallowed the sky and blotted out the sun.

People looked at each other in surprise and bewilderment. Soon they saw a light flashing in the clouds, splitting the demonic shadow in two, then into four, then eight... the shadow was cut into countless small pieces.

But the shadow did not fall; it still covered the sky.

The citizens felt the chill, and all life shrouded in shadow could feel its vitality fading away, with dark flowers swaying beneath everyone's feet.

A catastrophe that engulfs all is inevitable; no one can escape it, and no one can stop it.

The various video recording devices in people's hands faithfully recorded this scene:
Beneath that enormous shadow, people who sensed something was wrong fled in panic. The streets were crowded with people and vehicles, and cries, shouts, and honking horns mingled together.

Soon, they no longer needed to run away.

Citizens collapsed one by one, unconscious. Uncontrolled cars collided, black smoke billowed from the bridge, and people lay dead everywhere in the streets—a scene reminiscent of the apocalypse.

The life force within people's bodies is continuously extracted, refined into Yang Qi, and then transformed into a vast Yin Qi with the help of the power of "Gods and Demons Emptiness," causing Wan Dugu's aura to rise continuously.

……

Upon seeing this scene, Yi Qingyan couldn't help but frown.

She couldn't figure out what the other person was up to, and couldn't find a way to stop them.

However, no matter how much power Wan Dugu absorbs, the outcome will not change. A top-tier curse master cannot wield power beyond a certain limit, a fact already proven by his actions during his human years.

So what exactly is the other party's purpose?
Besides that, she also discovered something else.

"Hey."

Yi Qingyan looked at the other person with a serious expression.

"What are you doing? You said you'd charge a price, and you looked so scary, but these people don't seem to be dead."

"Isn't it a good thing they're not dead? You still want to save them, right? I'll give you that chance..."

"No, that's not necessary."

Yi Qingyan immediately interrupted Wan Dugu. She didn't believe a single word the enemy said.

"I know what to do."

But she still drew inspiration from it.

Next, Yi Qingyan raised her finger...

It was aimed directly at the unconscious people on the city streets.

(End of this chapter)