Chapter Thirty-Six: Corpse Blood

  Boom

  Master Hui Neng slapped the crown prince on the back, and the crown prince's body suddenly stumbled.

  Taking advantage of the opportunity, another two peak warriors quickly pressed the prince to the ground.

  "Bang"

  The prince fell to the ground, and besides Master Hui Neng, three other peak warriors also pressed down on the prince together.

  The prince was being held down at this moment, but his body was twisting wildly, trying to break free from the three men.

  "Master, is there a way?" Er Shan's second uncle suddenly called out.

  "The Great Compassion Temple is not well-versed in this matter." Master Huineng shook his head immediately.

  At this time, Magistrate Lin Qing suddenly took out a small paper package.

  "Give it to him." Officer Lin Qing suddenly pointed at the only fisherman who hadn't died.

  The general beside him immediately fed it to him and he swallowed it down.

  The fisherman struggled, but it was all in vain.

  Soon, the fisherman seemed to have wilted a bit, and his body suddenly went limp.

  At this moment, the Second Master also directly pinched the fisherman's chin and lifted it up, connecting his lower jawbone.

  "What's this you're giving me to eat?" the fisherman suddenly shouted.

  "Ruan Jin San, now you're completely powerless, even if you wanted to kill yourself, you couldn't. Speak quickly, what was that just now? How do we dispel it?" Officer Lin Qing shouted immediately.

  "Undo, haha, that's the Master's personally made 'curse', undo? Unless it's the Master himself, no one can undo it, just wait for death then, haha. Two hours, two hours of confusion, attacking indiscriminately like a madman, two hours later, the curse takes hold, not even a god can save you then, hahaha." The fisherman laughed maniacally.

  Everyone's heart sank upon hearing this, knowing the situation was worse than they had imagined.

  Two hours, two hours at most can report to the emperor and the heads of the four major families, but when they come, it is clearly too late.

  The crown prince was still struggling frantically, trying to break free from the three peak warriors, but those three peak warriors also didn't dare to let go at this moment. At this critical moment, everyone's heart was filled with extreme anxiety, what to do? What to do?

  "Sword dance, give me the sword." The demon horn suddenly shouted.

  "Huh?" Jian Wu replied with a strange tone, but quickly handed over the long sword in his hand to Yao Jiao.

  The demon king walked up to the fisherman with his sword in hand, under the astonished gaze of everyone.

  Everyone thought that the demon king was going to intimidate the fisherman with his sword, but everyone could see that what the fisherman said was probably not a lie, and even if he was forced with a sword, it would be pointless.

  Everyone wanted to stop the demon horn, but the demon horn's sword cut into the fisherman's palm.

  The fisherman's palm suddenly burst forth with a large amount of fresh blood.

  Under the gaze of the crowd's incomprehension, the demon horn handed the sword back to the sword dance behind him, and his right palm quickly grasped a handful of that fresh blood.

  The palm of Youjiao's right hand was quickly stained red with a large amount of fresh blood.

  Blood was still dripping from his hand as he quickly ran towards the prince.

  Everyone looked at this scene with a strange expression, but at this moment, everyone was strangely unobstructed.

  Shangguan Linqing wanted to summon the demon horn, but was blocked by the Second Cangshan.

  The demon king walked up to the prince and looked at his ferocious face with a hint of calmness in his eyes.

  "You have stabilized the prince." The demon horn suddenly spoke and slowly squatted down in front of the prince's face.

  Four peak warriors exchanged a glance, a hint of surprise flashing in their eyes, but at this critical moment, they didn't ask any more questions.

  The demon's claws crouched in front of the prince, using fingers stained with fresh blood, and suddenly drew on the prince's forehead.

  As when he first imagined the evil spirit, one side of the demon's horn was drawn, while the other side chanted a very strange incantation.

  Everyone looked at the demon horn in surprise and found that they hadn't heard a word. What's going on?

  Everyone's doubts grew even more upon seeing the strange horns, and at the same time, they also harbored a glimmer of hope that the horns could save the prince.

  Very quickly, the demon drew two mysterious 'hooks' on the crown prince's head. The hooks were drawn very three-dimensionally, as if they were real, and at the same time, the two hooks followed in the same direction, looking as if they were rotating.

  Finally, the demon horn touched lightly between the two hooks, and the demon horn's curse also stopped at the same time.

  At the moment when Yaojiao finished all this, the prince suddenly closed his eyes and fainted. He didn't struggle at all anymore.

  Everyone was shocked by this scene, and among them, the fourth prince of the Great Liang Kingdom narrowed his eyes at this moment.

  The prince was unconscious, but his face was still pitch black.

  "Alright, the prince is now unconscious, you can let go first." The demon horn suddenly spoke.

  Everyone stared at this scene in shock, had the prince really fainted?

  Several peak warriors are now staring at the demon horn in a strange manner, and then they look at the prince in an even stranger way. However, the prince really doesn't move.

  A few peak warriors, some strange generals let the prince loose.

  "Amitabha Buddha! I didn't expect that the second donor of the demon horn would resolve this curse." Master Hui Neng said with his hands clasped together.

  "Removed? Not yet." said Youjiao.

  "Haven't you yet? Then do you know how to lift this curse?" Er Lang's second uncle suddenly said.

  "I don't know what kind of spell this is." The demon king shook his head.

  The demon king shook his head, and everyone furrowed their brows.

  "But I know of a way to lift this curse, however, it's a bit cruel." The demon horn said with some difficulty.

  "Cruel? What's the point of talking about cruelty now? Even if it means killing a hundred people, we must save the crown prince." Sima Xiangru's second uncle glared with both eyes.

  "Amitabha" - a Buddhist phrase that Master Huineng couldn't bear to hear.

  "Yes, you demon child, if you have a way then speak quickly." The Second Elder of Cangshan also walked over and said.

  "I need a quiet room," said Youjiao.

  "This is no problem." Sima Xiangru's second uncle immediately responded, at this moment, the dead horse was treated as a living horse doctor, and he didn't consider why the demon horn had confidence to save it. Because everyone knew that if they didn't slowly exhaust themselves for two hours, the crown prince would die, or let go and let the demon horn take a chance.

  "And also, I need a bucket of fresh blood. Those black-robed corpses from just now, they're freshly dead, their blood hasn't coagulated yet. Get it for me right now and put it in a bucket." The demon horn suddenly said.

  "Huh? Blood of a dead person?" The crowd looked at Yaoguang with suspicion.

  "Go!" shouted Sima Xiangru's second uncle on horseback.

  "You, quickly prepare a container and collect this human blood." The Second Master Cangshan immediately ordered one of the guards beside him.

  "Yes," replied the guard.

  "Don't delay then, hurry up and take me to the quiet room, prepare a few brushes of varying thickness for me." The demon said immediately.

  "Good", all the martial artists at the top of the crowd nodded in agreement and accepted it immediately.

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