282: Chapter 282 Death Curse, Mid-stage Void Immortal!

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The space cracks that the three had just torn open healed instantly under the suppression of the Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi.

They slammed heavily against that invisible spatial barrier, letting out muffled thuds before being violently bounced back like turtles caught in a jar.

"Damn it! We can't get out!"

The Death Spirit Evil God manifested his form once more, his face contorted and hideous, a flash of crazed determination in his eyes. "Space has been completely locked down by this damn cauldron! This cauldron... is this cauldron an Immortal Artifact too?!"

"We can't escape... we really can't escape..." Hun Cangxuan looked despairingly at the Mysterious Yellow Primordial Qi hanging down all around; it was an absolute cage that even a Void Immortal could not break through in a short time.

"Since we can't escape, then let's fight him to the death!"

The Death Spirit Evil God snapped his head toward the Netherworld Holy Ancestor and shouted harshly, "Old ghost, what are you still hiding for? If we don't risk our lives now, we're all going to die here! Even if we die, we have to drag him down with us!"

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in the Netherworld Holy Ancestor's eyes, his face filled with resolve.

As members of the Nether Clan, they possessed an extremely Heaven-Defying but also extremely painful racial talent—Resurrection.

Although they would drop a major Realm with every resurrection, it gave them the capital to perish together with their enemies.

Boom!

His Physical Body exploded with a bang at this moment, turning into a sky full of blood mist.

This blood mist did not dissipate; instead, it condensed into a giant, twisted character for 'Death', emitting a despairing and ominous aura.

This was the Death Rattle Curse, a supreme curse performed at the cost of sacrificing oneself.

Once hit, not only would the Physical Body rot, but even the Soul would be entwined by the power of the curse, never to be reincarnated for all eternity.

This was truly a fight to the death!

At the same time.

The Death Spirit Evil God also became completely ruthless.

"Sacrifice! Death Divine Eye!"

His body similarly exploded in a loud bang. All his flesh and blood essence, his lifelong cultivation, and the Law of Death he had comprehended gathered together at this moment, transforming into a massive, pale white eye filled with the aura of dead silence, suspended in mid-air.

That eye slowly opened, devoid of any emotion, containing only pure death.

A Gaze of Death, sufficient to instantly obliterate a Late Stage Void Immortal expert, locked onto Lu Yuan below.

"Go to hell!"

The two great Void Immortals, at the cost of dropping Realms or even perishing, transformed themselves into the Dao to unleash this world-destroying finishing blow.

Facing these two forces that could make any Void Immortal feel despair, Lu Yuan's expression remained calm.

In fact, there was even a hint of anticipation in his eyes, an excitement as if seeing a novel toy.

"Come then."

His eyes closed slightly, then suddenly snapped open.

This time, within the double pupils, it was no longer the scene of Chaos being created, but the phantoms of the Six Paths of Reincarnation evolving.

"Reincarnation Divine Eye, Deprive!"

A gray divine light of Reincarnation shot from his eyes, meeting the massive Death Divine Eye.

Buzz—

The two ocular techniques collided in the air.

There was no earth-shattering explosion, only silent dissolution.

The Death Spirit Evil God's Gaze of Death, upon meeting the light of the Reincarnation Divine Eye, was like snow meeting a scorching sun. The Law of Death within it was rapidly stripped away, decomposed, and forcibly dragged into Reincarnation, completely extinguished.

"What?!"

In the distance, the Death Spirit Evil God—who had just managed to resurrect through a secret technique within the blood mist and whose aura had dropped to the Early Stage Void Immortal Realm—saw this scene, and his eyes nearly bulged out of his head as his mind shook violently.

His strongest killing move, a strike sufficient to heavily injure or even kill those of the same stage, was just gone like that?!

After being stripped of its Law, the giant eye floating in the air also collapsed, dissipating into points of spiritual light.

On the other side.

The character for 'Death' formed by the Netherworld Holy Ancestor's Death Rattle Curse had already descended upon Lu Yuan.

Sizzle, sizzle—

The power of the curse was like a giant black net, instantly enveloping Lu Yuan, attempting to corrode his Physical Body and Divine Soul.

But under the weakening of the Reincarnation Divine Light, half of this curse's power was already gone.

The remaining half was still terrifying, but against Lu Yuan's Chaos Body, which was impervious to all techniques, it seemed somewhat powerless.

"Devour!"

Lu Yuan once again circulated the Heaven Devouring Demonic Art. Chaos Qi surged on his body's surface, turning into countless tiny vortices.

The terrifying inclusiveness of the Chaos Body was displayed to its fullest at this moment.

Chaos contains all things and can also assimilate all things.

Those curse runes trying to corrode him not only failed to cause damage but were instead captured, analyzed, and assimilated one by one by the Chaos Qi.

Lu Yuan closed his eyes, carefully sensing the flow of this power within his body.

"So that's how it is... is this the essence of the Death Rattle Curse?"

A flash of realization crossed Lu Yuan's eyes.

With his Heaven-Defying Comprehension Ability, he had actually reverse-engineered the Profound Truth of this forbidden technique while being cursed!

"Refine for me!"

Boom!

With a roar inside his body, the remaining Death Rattle Curse was completely refined and absorbed, becoming a part of Lu Yuan's cultivation.

Pfft!

The newly resurrected Netherworld Holy Ancestor suffered a severe backlash once again because the curse technique was broken.

He spat out a mouthful of old blood. His whole body seemed to have its spine removed as he slumped in the void, his eyes filled with despair.

"How can this be... even the Death Rattle Curse can't kill him?! It can't even wound him?!"

The two great Void Immortals had exhausted all their trump cards and risked their lives, yet they hadn't even scratched a single hair on Lu Yuan.

This blow was simply devastating to them, more painful than being killed.

"Since you've finished your performance, then be on your way."

Lu Yuan's expression was indifferent; he would not give them any more chances.

He made a grasping motion with his hand, and a light flashed.

The Transcendent Spiritual Treasure, the Panhuang Void Sword, appeared in his hand.

"Slash!"

Lu Yuan took a step forward and swung the longsword in his hand.

Chii—

A pitch-black Sword Qi flashed. Space seemed to be sliced like a thin piece of paper, and a slender black line appeared.

This sword strike was too fast, so fast that it exceeded the reaction speed of thought.

The Death Spirit Evil God and the Netherworld Holy Ancestor, who had just resurrected and were in an extremely weakened state, didn't even have time to scream or even finish making a fearful expression before their two heads soared into the sky.

Immediately after, terrifying Sword Qi erupted within them, grinding their Physical Bodies, bones, and Meridians into powder.

"Heaven Devouring Demonic Art!"

Lu Yuan was not at all polite. He reached out with his left hand, which turned into a sky-covering demonic hand, directly grabbing the flesh and blood essence, Dao fruits, and remnant souls of the two exploded Void Immortals and forcibly devouring them.

Rumble—

As these two unimaginably vast Void Immortal Origins entered his body, the aura within Lu Yuan began to climb frantically.

The Bottleneck that was already on the verge of breaking shattered with a bang under the impact of this power, like a fragile dam collapsing.

Crack!

It was as if some shackles inside his body were broken.

Middle Stage Void Immortal!

A terrifying pressure several times stronger than before erupted from Lu Yuan's body, like a world-ending storm, shaking the entire Soul Clan hall until it was teetering on the brink of collapse and countless formation runes were shattered.