472: Zhang Anran left, and the curse broke the king

Outside the Great Eagle Country, the originally calm space suddenly rippled, and then a figure appeared out of thin air without warning.

"Cough, cough..."

Accompanied by a series of violent coughs, the figure finally stabilized and slowly revealed his true appearance.

This person was Li Wuji, but at this moment, his condition was extremely poor.

He was covered in crisscrossing wounds of varying depths, but these wounds were healing rapidly.

Some had already scabbed over and seemed to be close to full recovery.

However, the most severe injury was concentrated on his chest, where there was a fist-sized penetrating wound.

Through this terrifying wound, one could clearly see the scene on the other side.

Surprisingly, despite the severity of the injury, the granulation tissue around the wound was still stubbornly wriggling, attempting to heal itself.

Unfortunately, it seemed that a mysterious and powerful force was firmly suppressing the growth of this granulation tissue, causing its recovery speed to become extremely slow, almost imperceptible.

Facing his own horrific injuries, Li Wuji seemed completely unconcerned.

He tilted his head slightly, looking towards the distant horizon, which was the direction of the National Assembly, and murmured.

"The strong individuals in this world are indeed not to be underestimated..."

However, from his firm and bright eyes, it was clear that he had no regrets about the injuries he had sustained this time.

Because in his heart, the gains from this adventure far outweighed the pain and damage his body had endured.

He looked in the direction of the Great Eagle Country. At this moment, the outer periphery of the outer city was densely packed with demon beasts.

The battle between the two sides was in a stalemate, and every moment, either demon beasts or Human Clan members were dying.

"Courtesy demands reciprocity, and I cannot be impolite!"

In the next instant, Li Wuji's originally calm eyes suddenly narrowed, his gaze shooting like lightning directly towards the distant, sprawling city wall.

Several Divine Temple Knightss and Magisters, whose strength could be called formidable and who had already stepped into the Martial Lord Realm, unleashed their powerful aura, casting attacks to resist the powerful demon beasts.

However, what was astonishing was that these strong individuals seemed to be enveloped by some mysterious and terrifying force, and were rapidly turning to stone at an unimaginable speed!

In the blink of an eye, their movements stiffened, and their bodies completely turned into stone statues, lifelike yet devoid of vitality.

Then, a gentle breeze blew, and these petrified figures instantly shattered like fragile sand sculptures, transforming into countless tiny specks of dust that scattered in the air.

These specks of dust rose like light smoke, and finally disappeared silently into the vast expanse of the world, as if they had never existed.

With the fall of these top strong individuals, the previously stalemated battle immediately underwent a drastic change.

The demon beast army, which had been suppressed and unable to advance even half a step, was instantly morale-boosted, their roars deafening.

One of them was the first to break through the defense line, smashing the person in front of it into a pulp with a single claw.

"Roar~"

Its voice echoed through the clouds, causing the entire battlefield to tremble.

This incomparably powerful demon beast flashed its body, charging straight towards the city wall like a black lightning bolt.

Its sharp claws easily tore through the Magic Array on the city wall, and then it leaped up, landing steadily on the city head.

Immediately after, other demon beasts surged forward like a tide, followed by them charging towards the remaining people on the city wall one after another, expanding their advantage.

Some demon beasts also continuously poured into the city, and for a time, shouts of killing and screams rose and fell.

The smell of blood permeated the surroundings, and the entire city fell into chaos and slaughter.

And Li Wuji, after completing this series of actions, turned and left without changing his expression.

As space vibrated again, Li Wuji completely disappeared from Guandu.

Now he had only one thought in his mind - to find a safe place as soon as possible to carefully study the Foreign Race remains he had just obtained.

And to use this time to properly recuperate from his injuries, so that he could recover his strength faster.

"Rumble!"

"Hahahaha, King Realm, I've also become a King Realm!"

In a certain forest outside the Nether Blood Sea, Curse Tempest soared into the sky. The runes on his body were even deeper, making one feel ominous just by looking at them.

"Hey, kid, isn't it just the King Realm? Is it necessary to shout like that?"

Suddenly, a slightly lazy voice sounded from below.

Curse Tempest's expression froze, then returned to normal, and a cold aura also emanated from his body.

The next moment, he flapped his wings, and hundreds of dark ice fragments wrapped in Curse Power shot through the air, attacking the direction from which the voice came.

"You're really not obedient, even though I was protecting you."

The owner of the voice seemed to be used to this, and at the same time, a mass of dark green flames appeared out of thin air, blocking these cursed ice cones in mid-air.

"Hmph, I don't need you, I can break through on my own."

Curse Tempest snorted haughtily, but did not continue to attack.

"Old Centipede, where are you going next?"

Before he finished speaking, a strange creature appeared before him without him knowing when.

This was the Six-Winged Dragon-Devouring Centipede. He had already broken through to the King Realm, but he did not leave after his Breakthrough, but continued to wait, protecting Curse Tempest.

Hearing Curse Tempest's words, the Six-Winged Dragon-Devouring Centipede's ferocious face also showed a hint of contemplation.

"Master has left. Perhaps I will find a place to Cultivate and wait for Master's summons."

As he spoke, he looked at Curse Tempest. Although Curse Tempest's body shape had not changed, his voice had changed from the previous childishness to the current teenage voice.

"Kid, what are you planning to do? Are you going to challenge that 001?"

The Six-Winged Dragon-Devouring Centipede teased, "I advise you not to have unrealistic ideas and just Cultivate honestly."

Curse Tempest did not immediately refute the other party. Now that he thought about it, his mind had matured a lot, and he vaguely had a guess about the preceding sequences.

After all, the Old Centipede before him was already stronger than him, let alone the mysterious 001.

"I will challenge him. After I deal with him, I'll deal with you!"

"Hahahaha, alright kid, I'll wait for you!"

The Six-Winged Dragon-Devouring Centipede seemed to have heard a joke and didn't take the other party's words to heart at all.

"If you have that strength, I'm afraid I won't be able to escape by then, right?"

Curse Tempest turned a deaf ear. The next moment, he flapped his wings and moved forward. The direction was surprisingly the Nether Blood Sea.

"Hey, kid, are you looking for death?"

The Six-Winged Dragon-Devouring Centipede was startled, then immediately blocked Curse Tempest's path, "Don't forget that guy of yours, he's an existence that even Master has to approach gradually.

What's the difference between going in now and seeking death?"