Curse of Flesh and Blood Separation

The scene at this moment was extremely bizarre, as Zhou Yuan stood in the distance with dozens of Puppets, showing no intention of attacking.

Meanwhile, the Ghost Witch Clan bowed respectfully to Zhou Yuan, as if in worship.

"What are they doing? What in the world is going on?!"

Zhang Zhengxiong couldn't help but mutter; he truly didn't understand what was happening!

But Wang Quanhais face beside him was extremely grave, and he looked at the Ghost Witch Clan members with eyes full of fear.

As the Great Elder of the Family, he naturally knew how terrifying the Ghost Witch Clan was.

They possess two great secret arts: one is called "Worship of Longevity," which is a sacrificial ritual that uses vital blood to summon the Witch King, thereby offering longevity as a sacrifice.

Legend has it that when the Witch King achieved the Saint King realm, he left his Great Dao imprint between heaven and earth; once manifested, it would automatically sign a contract with the target.

This was not a worship of longevity; it was an invisible killing, stripping Cultivators of their Lifespan.

Of course, there is a way to break this technique: once the opponent uses it, force out a drop of ones soul blood and fuse it into a fierce beast.

Due to the soul blood, the fierce beast would bear the loss of longevity first, with oneself following afterward.

This would create a buffer.

Naturally, this method cannot completely break the Ghost Witch Clans Worship of Longevity, but it can make the Ghost Witch Clan hesitant to use it easily.

The Lifespan of fierce beasts, especially high-level ones, is often longer than that of humans, with some even having several times the human Lifespan.

It is precisely because the Ghost Witch Clan knows this that they are unwilling to use this method unless absolutely necessary.

The second great secret art of the Ghost Witch Clan is curses, and this secret art is actually more terrifying than the Worship of Longevity.

After all, there are ways to break the Worship of Longevity, but curses are truly difficult to break.

Their Cultivation Techniques include the Dao of Curses, which allows them to silently send this curse power into the opponents body during a confrontation.

Of course, this curse power can usually be expelled and will not cause fatal harm.

However, the Ghost Witch Clan has even more terrifying curses, which are silently planted through their secret arts.

Once planted, one might live a life worse than death, or ones life and death might be controlled by others.

Most terrifying of all, the Ghost Witch Clans curses can even be inherited by descendants until the person who cast the curse dies, at which point the curse will be lifted.

Wang Quanhai glared at Zhang Zhengxiong, who instantly shut his mouth, not daring to speak again.

"Good, good, good, you're all good grandchildren, bow a few more times for Grandpa!"

Just then, Zhou Yuans voice rang out in the air, filled with mockery.

As his words fell, the Ghost Witch Clan members looked at Zhou Yuan in disbelief.

There were twenty-one of them in total, and each had already contributed nine hundred years of longevity, totaling eighteen thousand nine hundred years.

Even a Cave Heaven Realm Peak expert only has a Lifespan of a few thousand years, so why was he still unharmed?

Teng Yuanxiaos face was distorted; he was now in an impossible situation, a result he had never anticipated!

But now they had already paid nine hundred years of longevity; if they didnt kill the opponent, those nine hundred years of longevity would truly be lost.

The Ghost Witch Clans Lifespan is inherently shorter than that of Cultivators because they can interfere with heavenly secrets and glimpse parts of them; a shorter Lifespan is the price.

He glanced at the people behind him, and fear appeared on their faces.

"Everyone, we have no retreat; otherwise, the nine hundred years of longevity we paid will not be recovered. We can only fight for it."

"Celestial Phenomenon Realm individuals, step forward, all together!"

Teng Yuanxiao at this moment was like a gambler who had lost his temper, his eyes filled with ferocity.

As his words fell, nearly thirty Celestial Phenomenon Realm Witch Clan members appeared.

"Five hundred years of longevity, bow!"

Teng Yuanxiao roared and was the first to bow to Zhou Yuan.

As this bow fell, five red threads were drawn from Teng Yuanxiaos body, and he visibly aged at a speed perceptible to the naked eye!

At this moment, Teng Yuanxiao was like an old man on the verge of death, his hair and beard completely white.

His face was covered with deep wrinkles, each wrinkle deep enough to trap a fly.

His body was permeated with a thick aura of death, but his gaze revealed an unprecedented ferocity, like a hungry wolf staring at Zhou Yuan.

Dozens of people behind him simultaneously gritted their teeth and bowed to Zhou Yuan.

A scream rang out from the crowd; an old man fell directly from the air, his body rapidly shriveling into a mummy.

No sooner had this scream ended than two more screams came, and two old men, like the one before, also turned into mummies.

They simply did not have that much longevity; forcibly participating in the worship could only result in self-destruction.

"Good grandchildren, good bowing, Grandpa didn't spoil you for nothing, you're all good grandchildren!"

"Your bowing makes Grandpa feel very comfortable, bow a few more times for Grandpa!"

Zhou Yuan spoke playfully to Teng Yuanxiao and the others.

As his voice spread, Teng Yuanxiao and the others were struck by lightning.

"No, impossible, how can you be immune to my Ghost Witch Clan's secret arts!"

Teng Yuanxiaos eyes were filled with madness as he roared at Zhou Yuan.

At this moment, he was completely panicked, his eyes showing endless fear.

Without these fourteen hundred years of longevity, he was already on the verge of death, and a thick aura of death permeated his body.

At this moment, not only was Teng Yuanxiao terrified, but the others were also extremely fearful; they were all white-haired and could collapse at any moment.

Zhou Yuan heard Teng Yuanxiaos roar, a cold smile on his lips, and he said indifferently, "I originally wanted to experience your Ghost Witch Clan's secret techniques properly!"

"Now it seems, it's nothing special, truly disappointing."

"In that case, there's no use keeping you; you can go die!"

After Zhou Yuan finished speaking, his killing intent surged, and with a thought, dozens of Puppets directly rushed towards the Ghost Witch Clan members, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.

The Ghost Witch Clan members were originally no match for these Puppets, and at this moment, due to the sacrifice of longevity, they were like strong men whose bodies had been hollowed out.

Facing the terrifying attacks of the Puppets, they were utterly unable to resist and fell one after another under the Puppets' blades.

"Hahaha, I made my own bed and now I have to lie in it; I actually ran into a monster."

"But since you want my life, I won't let you have an easy time."

"By my life, I invoke the Blood and Flesh Separation Curse; all those with blood ties shall perish together!"

Teng Yuanxiao roared, and his body directly exploded, turning into a bloody mist.

This bloody mist rapidly merged together, forming a strange bloody rune that flew directly towards Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan looked at that strange bloody rune, and a sense of life-and-death crisis arose in his heart.

He retreated rapidly, covering tens of thousands of feet in an instant, trying to dodge this bloody rune.

But he was fast, and the bloody rune was even faster, rapidly approaching him.