The King of Curses

Chapter 339 Changes
The sea is vast and the sky is high, with magnificent waves.

The figure hovered high in the sky, its original shape still vaguely discernible; however, the billowing black flames on its body almost completely obscured its appearance.

Standing over two meters tall, with two horns on its head and two wings on its back, its shadow spreads and expands across the sea, burning on the water in a slow, incredible manner.

……

Zhang Shidao was punched in the face and fell into the sea.

He looked disheveled, but he hadn't suffered any serious injuries.

In the instant the opponent lunged forward, Zhang Shidao, though unable to react in time, immediately used the spell to "awaken" the surrounding air.

The originally lifeless air currents were given life and self-awareness, and transparent spirits resembling humans emerged with graceful outlines, singing to celebrate their rebirth.

The wind transformed into a god, but in the next instant, the jubilant excitement turned into a wail of grief and fear. Before it could even experience the world, the newborn "god" was shattered by a fist wreathed in demonic flames and vanished into thin air.

The creation of gods is merely a sacrifice to shield their creator from an attack.

Through this punch, Zhang Shidao could conclude that the opponent's true qi had indeed reached the standard of a top-level curse master, and the state was quite stable, unlike a breakthrough in the heat of battle.

Of course, this only proves that Cen Dongsheng has reached the same level as him, but has not shown any superior strength. So even though he was humiliated, he was only somewhat annoyed and did not choose to leave.

Besides this, Zhang Shidao also noticed something else—

……

"You are not him."

Zhang Shidao flew back into the air, staring intently at the figure.

"Oh?"

The person enveloped in black flames chuckled softly.

"How did you tell?"

His laughter and speaking style were different from the previous young man.

"The eyes are the windows to the soul; one glance is enough to understand."

Zhang Shidao tapped the corner of his eye, watching the demonic shadow's every move.

Within the demonic flames that obscured her face, a pair of smiling eyes emerged from the fire.

“I am indeed not him, but he is my friend. I will help him fulfill all his wishes, and only then will he thank me. The first thing I will do is help him defeat all his enemies.”

"Is it just you?"

Zhang Shidao sneered.

"Although I don't know where you came from, you demon or monster..."

Despite his harsh words, he had already guessed most of the truth.

This ship does indeed gather most of the forces from the Chinese region. But there are only a handful of top figures in the world, and even though we've only met once before, we already had a general understanding of them.

To say that Zhang was someone Dao knew nothing about...

Perhaps it is that unknown entity that appeared at the bottom of the ship and fought against both Meng Huafan and Wan Dugu.

Mysterious in nature, neither human nor ghost, according to Cen Dongsheng, it is a 'god' that left traces in the ancient times of this planet and is still alive today. Its purpose is to destroy humanity, and it is the great enemy of the curse masters.

"So-called 'enemies' are those with whom you're close enough to lend your body to someone? This Cen Dongsheng..."

Zhang Shidao shook his head. It wasn't certain that the two sides were allies; it was quite possible that the body had been forcibly taken.

But that no longer mattered. He slightly opened his eyes and pointed one finger towards the sea.

"The probing ends here."

One by one, the gods who were given minds and lives disappeared.

"Divine Enlightenment" is a power built on animism, just like the shamanism that has been popular in the Haibei region since ancient times, which believes that all things in heaven and earth have spirits.

However, even among spirits, there are differences in strength and power. Lower-level spirits are still quite effective against ordinary spellcasters. Zhang Shidao can create a large number of them at any time, which makes it convenient for him to monitor others or to carry out actions without having to do it himself. But when it comes to fighting against the most outstanding opponents, the number of small fry becomes meaningless.

To say what can be utilized on this vast but barren sea...

"rise."

Zhang Shidao gathered all the spiritual energy he had collected and concentrated it into a single point. The resulting massive energy plummeted towards the sea surface, creating ripples that quickly rose into huge waves.

The sea surface, covering tens of hectares, immediately plunged downwards, creating a deep concave surface, with countless waterspouts swirling beneath this trough.

Amidst a deafening roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the colossus's azure hand emerged from beneath the vortex.

……

The pitch-black shadow remained unmoved.

When the giant, whose body was thousands of meters long, rose from the sea and stretched out its palm toward "Cen Dongsheng," the dark demonic flames spread in the opposite direction, burning on the newly born giant's arm.

Despite seemingly causing no harm, the giant god, under Zhang Shidao's control, immediately retracted its arm.

"'change'……"

Zhang Shidao frowned and quickly ordered the deity he was summoning to cut off his own arm. Then, thousands of tons of water cascaded down into the sea like a waterfall, creating huge waves.

After the black flames spread, he immediately lost control of that part of his body.

The god's body was constructed from seawater and should have been able to be replenished and replaced at any time; however, when the corresponding arm was "contaminated" by black flames and had to be cut off, the god's power was reduced in the corresponding part.

Instead, it was...

The distant demonic image seemed to be showing off, raising one of its arms. The area that had been shrouded in black flames receded, revealing sea-blue skin with vibrant and turbulent patterns. The slightest movement would cause the seawater below to tremble.

The other person's face was still unclear; the only thing that could be seen was their eyes, which revealed an unpleasant smile.

The demonic figure raised its hand and waved it lightly, creating dozens of large vortexes that spun rapidly and approached the sea god.

Zhang Shidao frowned. Under his command, the giant god, missing an arm, waved his hand and dispersed the vortex in one go.

The forces that control nature at the same level cancel each other out in the collision, seemingly neither able to defeat the other.

The problem lies in the nature of the ability the other party displayed—Cen Dongsheng originally did not possess this power, yet he stole the arm from the god he created, and then "usurped" it...

If "Divine Enlightenment" is about endowing soulless natural phenomena with intelligence, thereby interfering with all things in the world, then Cen Dongsheng's power is about eroding everything he touches and "transforming" it into his own being.

That's tricky.

Zhang Shidao was pondering a countermeasure when he suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. Just as he was about to retreat hastily, he heard that sinister voice, tinged with laughter, in his ear.

"You said just now, 'The probing ends here,' right...?"

(End of this chapter)