48: Chapter 48 Cursed Kill? Unaware of the Double Soul Rule for Transmigrators?

Suddenly, black Qi rose, and a cold breeze swept through the entire underground river... The atmosphere in the entire underground river became incomparably eerie.

The temperature dropped, to the point that even Shen Yi felt a chill arise!

Seeing this, Yan Shu gritted his teeth and said, "Lord Shen... this is a ritual to summon the Mahakala Mother Buddha."

"This is the first stage of the ritual... to alter the surrounding environment and make the enemy vulnerable."

"To make the enemy feel fear..."

"And it allows these small Yao Beasts to carry a trace of eerie Devilish Qi... If the enemy develops a mindset of fear, this Devilish Qi will follow their thoughts into their Soul and root a Devilish thought in their mind!"

"Once a Devilish thought arises, a person will become incomparably vulnerable!"

Before the words had even faded, a roar was heard.

A martial artist behind Yan Ping suddenly began to frantically scratch at his own face, wishing he could tear it to shreds!

Seeing this situation, Shen Yi did not doubt it.

"Can it be relieved?"

"Unless he can break through his own state of mind... otherwise, within half an incense stick of time, he will become an existence like those rotting corpses!"

Shen Yi's heart sank as he looked at Zhou Xian to the side.

"Zhou Xian..."

"Here!"

Zhou Xian cupped his hands... but saw Shen Yi say in a deep voice, "Help him find release..."

Zhou Xian originally wanted to draw his bow and nock an arrow, but Yan Ping was faster.

He suddenly drew a dagger... looking at the martial artist who was already gradually rotting, he steeled his heart.

He slashed over!

Blood sprayed into the air... The man's expression returned to clarity, but his eyes were filled with gratitude.

"Boss... thank... thank you..."

This action of Yan Ping immediately aroused fear in the martial artists behind him... but he said coldly.

"Martial artists should be self-reliant and should fear neither heaven nor earth!"

"If you are influenced, you can only blame your own Dao Heart for not being firm!"

"Rather than turning into these eerie evil monsters... it is better that I personally grant you release!"

The martial artists behind him were silent, but Shen Yi raised an eyebrow!

He said calmly.

"Wang Meng..."

"Here!"

"Tear down this cult's blood altar!"

Wang Meng grinned.

"Understood!"

The effect of the Divine Speed Talisman lasted for half an hour... Wang Meng's Physical Body erupted with a speed that did not match his usual pace... and he charged toward that cult Cultivator!

That cult Cultivator gritted his teeth... and blew a bone whistle, causing the giant two-person-tall Water Monkey behind him to meet him head-on!

The man and the monster rolled into the water, the two locked in a difficult struggle!

But Wang Meng had once consumed a soldier armor pill, and possessed several instances of combat tempering, filled with Evil Qi.

If it were those sharp-clawed demons... perhaps they could break through his defense.

But the Water Monkey, which lived in the water all day... clearly had a bit more of the eeriness of water.

It lacked the recklessness of a Yao Beast!

Originally, this Water Monkey still had some advantages... but it was forcibly broken by the Divine Speed Talisman!

It soon fell into a disadvantage!

In the scene... except for that martial artist, this eerie curse could not affect the Rakshasa Guard in the slightest!

This technique was originally prepared for ordinary people... If they were Daoist Cultivators, they might be affected by distracting thoughts.

But unfortunately... the ones he wanted to curse were Dao Soldiers who had long been in the midst of slaughter.

To put it bluntly, isn't this just like throwing a meat bun at a dog?

Even those death row prisoners only needed a moment of daze before waking up!

They were death row prisoners... their minds held every emotion, rage, hatred, jealousy, injustice... but the only thing they lacked was fear.

They only hated that their blades were not fast enough, not ruthless enough!

How could they possibly fear this mere curse?

The delusional thoughts suddenly shattered...

Seeing this, the cult Cultivator's expression became heavy.

He knew this curse could not restrain them for too long... but he had never expected it to be so short...

He saw him pinch his fingers, and wisps of eerie aura condensed in his hand, transforming into an awl... which shot toward Shen Yi in an eerie manner!

"Lord Shen!"

Yan Shu formed a seal with his hands... a small protective shield suddenly rose... but how strange this awl was... it actually pierced directly through the Spiritual Qi light shield!

Yan Shu's expression changed suddenly, and he cried out that it was bad.

It really was a cult... merely at Qi Refining Level 4, yet he had mastered such an eerie method.

It was truly impossible to guard against.

These cults truly deserved to die!

Although Lord Shen had a bright future ahead of him, he was currently just an unranked official of the Immortal Dynasty... he only had a little Official Aura, and no Imperial Luck to protect his body.

Being attacked by a Divine Soul, the best case was to lose weight and be sick for three months... at worst, he would become a fool!

What should be done!

Di the Charcoal, seeing this situation, led the Rakshasa Guard, trampling through the cold water of the shallows, and charged toward the altar!!!!

"You evil beast... pay with your life!"

Seeing this, the evil Cultivator could not help but let out a cackling laugh.

"I advise you not to..."

"If you want this imperial lackey to survive... then obediently withdraw!"

"Otherwise... I will definitely detonate this Divine Soul technique!"

"If he were a Cong Jiu-pin, or even a Jiu-pin Immortal Dynasty official, I naturally wouldn't be able to curse him to death!"

"If he were a Qi Refining Level 1 Daoist Cultivator... it would only be a minor injury!"

"Your Lord occupies both... but unfortunately, neither rank is high!"

"How could he possibly dodge my curse-killing technique!"

Di the Charcoal heard this, and his face became even more unsightly...

Wang Meng roared, and suddenly tore off the arm of this Rank 1 Water Monkey...

"You dare to harm my Lord!"

Zhou Xian's taut longbow slackened again...

The evil Cultivator saw this and smiled coldly.

This was exactly what he was waiting for...

The principle of capturing the ringleader first... was something he had learned from the Imperial Ministry of War.

It seems... it works very well!

Afterward, the evil Cultivator continued to speak.

"Now... drive those commoners down and let me do as I please..."

"Otherwise, your Lord... will..."

"Will what?"

A clear voice slowly rose from the dark environment.

A cry of surprise suddenly came from the silent camp...

Everyone hurriedly turned back to look.

They saw Shen Yi's gaze change from murky to clear... there was some dissatisfaction in his eyes.

"What are you stunned for?"

"Hurry up and slaughter this bastard..."

Seeing this, Wang Meng suddenly laughed.

"I knew the Lord had great Divine Ability, great fortune, and in the future, you will surely be a cunning old fox."

"Slaughter this beast!"

Seeing this, the evil Cultivator screamed even more sharply.

"Impossible! It's simply impossible! You, an unranked Immortal Dynasty official... you, a Daoist Cultivator with Qi-guiding cultivation, where did you get such strong Divine Soul strength!"

Boom!

Amidst the sharp voice, the left arm of the already injured Rank 1 Water Monkey was suddenly ripped off.

It roared and turned to jump into the river to escape.

Wang Meng, with the Divine Speed Talisman, was ridiculously fast... like a bolt of lightning, he grabbed the Water Monkey's ankle!

He stepped on it.

The purple gold hammer in his hand kept smashing down.

He smashed until the Yao Beast's tendons and bones broke, smashed until its head burst.

He smashed until the entire Physical Body of the Yao Beast turned into a puddle of mush... only then did he stop!

Seeing more and more people... the encirclement closing in.

The evil Cultivator could no longer hold back... and actually... slashed at his own neck!

The weird, chanting sound of the curse-killing echoed throughout the pitch-black cave!