280: Chapter 28 Cursing Lu Yuan

As those curse runes approached within three zhang of Lu Yuan, they unexpectedly seemed to encounter something terrifying, scattering on their own and unable to get close at all.

"Immune to all techniques?!"

Hun Cangxuan finally couldn't sit still anymore.

The faint golden glow on Lu Yuan's body was precisely the Pure Land of All Gods!

"Attack together! I don't believe he can block the attacks of the three of us at the same time!"

Hun Cangxuan roared, manifesting a Soul-Summoning Banner that whipped up a sky full of yin spirits as he charged toward Lu Yuan.

The Death Spirit Evil God and the Netherworld Holy Ancestor no longer held back either, each unleashing their strongest killing methods. The combined terrifying power of three Late Stage Void Immortals was enough to destroy heaven and earth.

Facing this overwhelming offensive, Lu Yuan's figure finally solidified.

He looked at the three of them, a cold smile curling at the corners of his mouth.

"Played enough? Next, it's my turn."

He took a step forward.

*Boom!*

Four hundred million dragon-elephant particles roared in unison within his body.

“Heavenly God Fist!”

With one punch thrown, the Holy Light shone everywhere, directly blasting the sky full of yin spirits and the black rain of curses into powder.

Immediately after, his figure flickered, appearing out of thin air in front of the Death Spirit Evil God.

"I heard your Physical Body is peerless? Then try my fist!"

*Bang!*

This punch landed solidly on the Death Spirit Evil God's chest.

Accompanied by a tooth-aching sound of bones shattering, the Death Spirit Evil God's supposedly immortal and indestructible Physical Body was actually punched straight through!

The Death Spirit Evil God was indeed a Late Stage Void Immortal old monster who had mastered the Law of Life and Death.

Even with his chest pierced by Lu Yuan's punch, his vitality still showed no signs of being cut off.

"Law of Life, Resurgence!"

The Death Spirit Evil God gave a low shout and retreated violently.

The shocking bloody hole in his chest, under the shroud of rich green light, saw the flesh squirm and interweave like a living thing. In just a few breaths, it completely recovered to its original state, without even a scar left behind.

"Jie jie jie... Lu Yuan, you can't kill me!" the Death Spirit Evil God laughed wildly, his eyes full of provocation.

The Death Spirit Evil God laughed madly toward the sky, his turbid eyes filled with provocation and frenzy. "This seat has comprehended the Dao of Life, Death, and Decay for hundreds of thousands of years, and has long since forged an Undying Demon Body! Unless you can completely obliterate every drop of my blood and every wisp of my Divine Soul in an instant, otherwise, this seat is an immortal existence!"

Watching this scene, Lu Yuan's expression remained calm. He wasn't in a hurry to pursue, but simply flicked the foul blood from his fist, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes. "A bit interesting. As expected of an old turtle who's lived a long time, the shell is indeed quite hard."

However, at the very moment Lu Yuan and the Death Spirit Evil God were in a standoff, a cold fluctuation that caused the very world to change color suddenly erupted from the side.

It was the Netherworld Holy Ancestor, who had been waiting for an opportunity.

This ancient existence from the Netherworld Forbidden Ground now had a face as dark as water.

He knew well that Lu Yuan's Physical Body was peerless and his close combat was almost invincible; therefore, he directly chose the most sinister and bizarre technique: curse-killing.

He sat cross-legged, suspended in mid-air, his fingers flying rapidly as he formed complex and obscure ancient seals.

As each seal took shape, the surrounding Void Realm emitted a shrill sound of ghosts wailing and wolves howling.

"The Netherworld has a path, but the Yellow Springs has no gate... With my blood, I sacrifice to the heavens..."

An obscure and ancient incantation, seemingly from the deepest depths of the Nine Netherworlds, echoed through the hall.

As the incantation was chanted, the temperature inside the originally magnificent Soul Clan hall plummeted to the freezing point, and a layer of black frost emitting a foul stench even formed on the walls.

"Nether Clan Forbidden Technique, Amo Curse!"

The moment the last syllable fell, the Netherworld Holy Ancestor snapped his eyes open, his eyes bloodshot, as he roared fiercely:

"With one-third of my Lifespan as a sacrifice, I curse this scoundrel to death!"

*Weng—!!!*

An invisible but lethal wave of Karma suddenly erupted with the Netherworld Holy Ancestor as the center.

In that instant, the Netherworld Holy Ancestor's originally ruddy face turned as pale as paper. His head of black hair turned into withered snow-white in an instant, and his skin sagged, as if he had aged hundreds of thousands of years all at once. Even the sea-like Void Immortal aura around him withered significantly.

But this painful price was exchanged for a certain-kill strike.

The Void Realm trembled as a gray-black curse rune, devoid of any energy fluctuations and condensed purely from the Law of Karma, appeared out of thin air.

This rune was twisted and hideous, like a crying ghost face. As soon as it appeared, it ignored the distance of space and directly locked onto Lu Yuan's Qi.

"This Amo Curse is the supreme causality-based ultimate move of the Nether Clan. Once cast, the Karma is set, and it will not stop until death! Lu Yuan, let's see how you dodge this time!"

Seeing this, the Death Spirit Evil God laughed even more wildly, as if he had already seen Lu Yuan's tragic death.

Lu Yuan frowned slightly.

He indeed felt the bizarreness of this curse.

Xing Character Secret activated!

Lu Yuan's figure flickered, moving through the gaps between the past and the future.

But that gray-black rune was like a maggot on a bone; no matter how he changed his position in time and space, it always bit down on him firmly.

There was no way to avoid it!

Since he couldn't dodge it, he would take it head-on!

"Pure Land of All Gods!"

With a thought, Lu Yuan stopped evading.

Four hundred and eighty million pores all over his body simultaneously erupted with brilliant golden light, and a sacred and grand golden Domain instantly expanded.

In this Pure Land, one was immune to all techniques, and all evils were repelled.

Countless phantom images of gods sang hymns within it, and golden lotuses bloomed everywhere.

However, this defensive method, which was enough to make Cultivators of the same rank despair, actually seemed somewhat inadequate when facing this pure, ultimate Karma curse.

The rune directly penetrated the golden light and silently drilled into Lu Yuan's body.

"It hit!"

Seeing this, the originally withered Netherworld Holy Ancestor was immediately overjoyed, his excited voice trembling: "Hit by the Amo Curse, Karma is added to your body! Your blood energy, Lifespan, and life force will be frantically devoured until you turn into a withered corpse! Lu Yuan, even if you are a Void Immortal, you absolutely won't last half an hour under this move!"

The Death Spirit Evil God also had a playful look, standing with his hands behind his back in a posture of certain victory: "Lu Yuan, this seat wants to see how you can turn the tables this time.

This is a Karma curse that even a True Immortal would find troublesome. With your meager cultivation, you can only wait for death!"

Hun Cangxuan, the Hun Clan Void Immortal Ancestor, who had been standing by to provide support and looking for an opportunity, also let out a long sigh of relief, a look of ruthless pleasure flashing in his eyes.

The three Void Immortal Old Ancestors now believed the situation was decided.

The reputation of the Amo Curse was something that had struck terror into the hearts of countless powerful experts during the Primordial Era.

Unless the cursed person's Realm far exceeded that of the caster and they could forcibly suppress it with a higher essence of life, they were doomed to die.

And although Lu Yuan's combat power was Heaven-Defying, his Realm was, after all, only that of a newly entered Void Immortal; he had no advantage in this regard.

A brief dead silence fell within the hall, with only the hurried breathing of the three Old Ancestors.