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Pangu Palace was in complete chaos.

Su Daji was taken to a specially made delivery room, from which painful groans could be heard.

The sound broke Lin Xuan's heart.

He stood at the door of the delivery room, pacing back and forth anxiously like a grasshopper on a hot plate.

"What happened? Didn't you say it would take a few more days? Why is it suddenly in so much pain?" Lin Xuan asked, grabbing Nuwa who had just emerged from the room.

Nuwa's expression turned solemn. As a sage, she could tell at a glance that something was amiss.

"My lord, this is not a normal birth," Nuwa whispered. "There is a strange power surging within Daji's body, as if it's targeting the child in her womb. The child's soul has already become unstable even before it's born."

"Targeting children?" Lin Xuan's eyes instantly turned cold, the temperature of the surrounding air plummeted, and even the bluestone slabs on the ground were covered with a layer of frost.

"Who did it?"

"This power is insidious, like a curse," Nuwa frowned. "It isolates space, making it very difficult to trace its source."

Just then, the sky above the delivery room suddenly changed color.

The once clear sky was instantly shrouded in a dark cloud. There was no lightning in that cloud, only countless distorted, ghostly faces, howling silently.

A nauseating, rotten stench permeated the air.

"This is... the Seven Arrows of Nailhead?!"

Lin Xuan recognized the thing at a glance.

He had seen it in the original script; it was the most insidious magic weapon in the Investiture of the Gods, and Zhao Gongming was killed by worshipping it.

"Very well, very well indeed!" Lin Xuan laughed in fury, his laughter filled with murderous intent. "How dare you use such despicable methods against my unborn child! Chan Sect, you are courting death!"

He knew who it was without even having to guess.

The only people who would use such methods and have a grudge against you are those hypocrites from the Chan Sect.

"Husband, what should we do now? This curse has already entered our bodies. If we forcibly remove it, it may harm the child." Nuwa said anxiously.

"Expel them? Why expel them?" Lin Xuan sneered. "Since they've given us such a generous gift, how can I not reciprocate?"

He closed his eyes, and his consciousness instantly connected to the system.

"System! Analyze this cursed power for me!"

[Ding! Curse Law detected—Seven Arrows of Nailhead. Analyzing... Progress 10%... 50%...]

[Analysis complete. The host has mastered the reverse tracing path of the curse law.]

"Okay!" Lin Xuan suddenly opened his eyes, and it seemed as if two purple flames were burning deep in his pupils.

He reached out and grabbed at the void.

"Reverse cause and effect! Reverse it!"

hum!

The dark cloud above the delivery room seemed to be gripped by an invisible hand, and it began to tremble violently.

The black curse power that was originally heading into the delivery room suddenly stopped, and then, as if it had seen something terrifying, it frantically retreated.

Kunlun Mountain, a secret chamber.

The lamp was raising its third arrow, ready to pierce the straw man's heart.

"The third arrow will annihilate you..."

Before he could finish speaking, the straw figure in front of him suddenly began to tremble violently.

"What's going on?" Ran Deng was stunned for a moment.

The next second, the two arrows that were originally stuck in the scarecrow suddenly popped out on their own.

Immediately afterwards, a black current, ten times stronger than before, flowed back along the unseen causal line!

"Not good! Backlash!" Ran Deng's expression changed drastically, and he turned to run away.

But it was too late.

"boom!"

The black current struck the lamp directly.

"ah--!"

Ran Deng let out a piercing scream. He felt as if ten thousand needles were piercing his soul at the same time; the pain was indescribable.

What's even more terrifying is that this backlash wasn't just directed at him; it also returned double the curse he had just inflicted on the straw man.

puff!puff!

Without warning, two clouds of blood mist burst from Ran Deng's left and right eyes, causing him to go blind instantly.

"My eyes! My eyes!" Ran Deng covered his face and rolled on the ground.

The Grand Master Lingbao, standing nearby, was terrified and cowered in a corner, trembling with fear, too afraid to approach.

And in the Pangu Hall.

As Lin Xuan reversed the situation, the dark clouds above the delivery room instantly dissipated, replaced by a sky full of auspicious clouds.

Su Daji's moans gradually subsided.

"Wow--!"

A clear and loud cry came from the delivery room.

The crying was full of strength; there was no sign of weakness at all.

Lin Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the cold sweat from his forehead.

"Damn, that scared the hell out of me!" he cursed, then a wildly joyful smile spread across his face. "It's born! It's born!"

Nuwa breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Husband, let's go in and take a look."

Without saying a word, Lin Xuan rushed into the delivery room.

Kunlun Mountain at this time.

Yuanshi Tianzun sensed the commotion in the side hall, and with a sweep of his divine sense, he saw the burning lamps rolling all over the ground.

He looked at the mess on the ground and the straw man still emitting black smoke, his face as black as the bottom of a pot.

"Fool! You're good for nothing but causing trouble!"

With a wave of his sleeve, Yuanshi Tianzun moved the lamp to the main hall of Yuxu Palace.

Although he wished he could strangle this disgraceful vice leader, he was, after all, a high-level combat force of the Chan Sect, and couldn't be wasted like this.

"Lin Xuan..." Yuanshi Tianzun stared coldly in the direction of the Pangu Palace. "You win this round. But we'll see!"