Chapter 107: Being Trapped

  Yidaozi's face did not show a look of surprise, but instead said calmly: "Changshengtian, I believe you also know the purpose of my visit."

  Changsheng Tian slightly shook his head and said: "Then you should also know that I won't agree with you."

  The two suddenly looked at each other and smiled, and Yi Daozi's eyes flashed with a hint of sharpness: "This matter, both of us are in a difficult situation, so if you agree to my proposal, I can even go together to rescue your precious disciple from Huilong Palace, how about it?"

  "What conditions?"

  "Yang Yi comes out and engages in a life-or-death duel with Xia Zhengtian, a disciple of our Tianyan Gate!"

  "Alright, I promise you!"

  Changsheng Tian agreed so quickly, even Yidaozi found it quite unexpected.

  Changsheng Tian smiled slightly and said: "Yang Yi is a person born with great luck, if he can't even overcome this hurdle, then there's no need for me to save him."

  A glint flashed in Yidaozi's eyes, and he burst out laughing: "Not bad, you're still the same old Longshengtian. Alright, alright, since that's how it is, then I'll wait for you outside, haha!"

  Yi Daozi suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the disciples of Tianyanmen outside the main hall seemed to have received orders as well, all returning to their sect.

  Just now, Changshengtian and Yidaozi's conversation was heard clearly by the elders below. For a small disciple of the Blood Condensation Realm, the master of the palace actually had to go to rescue him, which is really unthinkable. Moreover, that place is also a famous forbidden land.

  "Palace Master, why bother yourself with this matter? We can handle it ourselves," said Yan Benli, the law enforcement elder, in a puzzled tone.

  Changsheng Tian slightly shook his head and said, "It's not going to work. Even if you go, there's no guarantee of success. Even if I were to go alone, there wouldn't be much chance of success either. As for Yidaozi's plan, it's clear as day - he just wants to use Yangyi's stimulation to help that genius Xia Zhengtian from the Tianmen break through to the Huaxing realm after countless years? I'll play along and make his wish come true. Don't worry, Yidaozi will follow me there."

  Changshengtian's words left everyone speechless and bewildered.

  Zhao Yuandragon could no longer hold back, stepped forward and said: "Palace Master, Yang Yi is just a Blood Condensation disciple, what ability does he have to make the Palace Master personally go rescue him? Moreover, this son is arrogant and unruly, one day he will cause trouble, please Palace Master think thrice."

  Changsheng Tian's gaze condensed slightly, looking at Zhao Yuanlong, as if he could see through Zhao Yuanlong from top to bottom, inside and out. Zhao Yuanlong also stood there with a stiff upper lip, his heart guessing, his back drenched in cold sweat.

  A master of disguise, yet so terrified by a single person's gaze, it's clear that Changshengtian's cultivation has reached an unknown height.

  Under Changshengtian's gaze, Zhao Yuanlong felt as if he had no secrets left, completely grasped by Changshengtian.

  After a while, Changsheng Tian said quietly: "Zhao Yuanlong, you and Yang Yi have a rift between you, I know that, but I won't interfere. However, Yang Yi is someone with great auspicious fate, he will be helpful to Huilong Palace in the future. These things, you haven't reached a certain level of cultivation yet, so you wouldn't understand. That's all I have to say, hope you can make your own guesses!"

  Changsheng Tian's entire figure gradually became illusory and disappeared into the great hall.

  Zhao Yuanlong's eyes were bloodshot, and his heart was filled with hatred to the extreme: How hateful! Why? Why could you, Yang Yi, receive such favor from the palace master, why?!

  The indignation in his heart had already made Zhao Yuanlong's face reveal a ferocious expression.

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  Yang Yipan sat in the mountain cave, and around him, in the void, it seemed that the ghostly curses were echoing continuously.

  "I curse you, may your body rot, may your mind be confused, may your soul perish..."

  A faintly fearful voice came out of Yang Yi's mouth, and this sound was as if it was filled with some kind of magic.

  "Hum"

  Yang Yi's eyes suddenly opened, and his face showed excitement and shock. He was excited that his curse technique had finally been temporarily cultivated, but he was shocked that this curse technique was not complete.

  The complete curse technique, cultivated to the highest realm, is terrifying. According to legend, a witch who has cultivated into an immortal golden body casts a curse that is not on people, not on objects, nor on any living thing, but on heaven and earth.

  Under this terrifying curse, the heavens and earth will collapse, the universe's space-time will be destroyed, truly shocking heaven and earth, destroying all things.

  However, this is only in legend. Even the witches have never seen a witch who has cultivated an indestructible golden body, even the twelve most powerful ancestral witches at the beginning were only able to cultivate an indestructible body.

  Of course, this strange curse technique requires a lifespan from the underworld.

  Yang Yi had ninety-nine drops of essence blood, which meant he possessed a lifespan of nine thousand nine hundred years. Even if his essence blood was lost, as long as he cultivated it back, he would still have more than nine thousand nine hundred years of life.

  However, once the lifespan is consumed by the use of cursed techniques, it cannot be replenished unless the boundary is broken through and the lifespan is increased again.

  Yang Yi slowly stood up, but the surrounding space still echoed with terrifying curses. These curses were the lingering resentment of this witch tribe master's death, and would never dissipate. Such a curse, even if it was a shape-shifting master, would be affected by the curse and die. Just look at how Dayan Sect escaped in fear, and you'll know just how terrifying these curses are.

  However, Yang Yi had cultivated a Vajra body and also possessed the aura of a witch doctor, so these curses did not harm him.

  "But how did it get out?"

  This has become a big problem, Yang Yi walked to the cave entrance, but found that there was no entrance at all, it was completely buried underground. He came in just because of that strange gust of wind that rolled him in.

  Although it's good to cultivate here, he never wanted to be trapped in one place for his whole life. Yang Yi tried every possible method, but all were futile, and he was trapped in the Cursed Land.

  Yang Yi gradually came to understand what was going on with the corpses on the ground. This place was a one-way street, once you were sucked in, you would face endless curses. Even if you were a high-ranking master, you couldn't get out. After a long time, you would still end up dying without a burial site.

  "Hmph, I don't believe it, how can we not get out? Nine Palaces Illusion, shatter!"

  Yang Yi displayed the Nine Palaces Illusion, transforming into nine figures, and the power of ninety-nine drops burst forth instantly. However, that stone wall was like an endless mountain, without even a hint of influence.

  "Slashing Star Sword, Slashing Star Shattering Moon!"

  Yang Yi once again brought out the mediocre treasure, Star-Slaying Sword, its sharp sword energy crisscrossing, but it only managed to chop off a layer of stone wall, and there was no sign of hope at all.