er, no one else could persuade the eager Monk Kuòjué to stop accepting disciples.And the gate to the mountain he spoke of was, of course, the true location of Hanging Temple.The master, Fang Zhang, sp...The so-called "Celestial River Cutting Through Dust" sword technique, said to be able to kill all living beings within a single speck of dust, and that under this sword, all things are but dust motes. It is an extremely refined sword art.

Ji Yan Yue wielded the True Fate King Realm as her blade, demonstrating unparalleled killing power.

Therefore, once the wooden door is pushed open, one's life and death will be decided immediately!

On an enemy-designated battlefield, she naturally wouldn't waste too much time. She let those Yama escape—although many Yama existed, they posed no threat. The only person she couldn't overlook was Yin Guan.

The door opens at this time.

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A sword etched with a yin-carved dragon pattern, in an instant it slashed out thousands of brilliant lights, truly sweeping away dust and debris for miles, clearing all that was seen.

This blade, this mark, all reflected in emerald eyes like jewels.

And in the next moment, the long blade slashed through, a head soared high, and the sky... was stained with blood!

Where is the blood Every drop distorts, exploding into hair-thin threads of curse power. The woven curse power forms a net, covering Himezuru Moon from the reverse.

While Yin Guan's black boots trod upon the razor's edge, like a solitary shadow walking on Tianshan Mountain, thus he performed a flying knee strike, striking an opponent's skull with one knee!

Ji Yan Yue only then realized that her Dao Body was slightly off balance! Therefore, the knife she had just swung had a gap, allowing Yin Guan to break through.

What is magic power

In fact, everyone possesses it, and almost everyone has used it.

For example, "damn," "die a miserable death," "meet an untimely end," or "born without an anus."

These curses often only serve to satisfy one's verbal aggression and cannot actually harm anyone.

But do they really have no power

It's not like that.

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Its power is most subtle, most lingering.

The praises of others can bring momentary pleasure, but happiness will fade.

When someone verbally attacks another, the victim often only feels temporary anger, but the negativity accumulates.

If a person is constantly cursed by their bed partner over many years, they will inevitably not live a long life.

If a person lives for years in an environment of belittlement and insults, they are bound to meet a bad end. Either they will erupt in anger or collapse in silence one night.

As a lone practitioner who forged this path, the first to push sorcery to the level of divine manifestation and open the Dao of true reality, Yin Guan is undoubtedly the person in this world who understands curses the best.

His curse on Ji Yan Yue was like saying "Old hag, die" every day.

It seemed like a mere breeze, leaving no trace whatsoever. Even the most discerning person of this era couldn't perceive it.

But the curse has taken hold, its negative influence complete. Day by day, year after year, it accumulated until it became a part of his very being, amplifying his self-destructive instincts.

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Ji Yan Yue thought her Liuli Fire would burn everything to ashes, but it didn't.

She can't kill her own instincts!

Just like the spring breeze bringing new life.

Yin Guan manipulated her self-destructive instincts, fighting against them. She had to battle both her opponent and herself at the same time.

Thus, he struck his knee against his skull!

As long as a distant gong or bell.

Ji Yan Yue's palace attire was radiant now, embroidered with flying dragons and phoenixes. The brilliance coalesced into a virtual jade plaque inscribed with the words "San Qing Xuan Bao," positioned above her head, perfectly blocking Qin Guang Wang's knee strike.

The jade pendant was quickly dyed with emerald light and shattered instantly.

Ji Yan Yue's palace attire dimmed, but she successfully retreated back through the ethereal gate.

A vast expanse of azure descended, a net of azure spells engulfing the entrance. Yin Guan's long hair danced in the wind, his ten fingers intertwined as his magical power weaved together, tightly binding — every man, every blade, every technique, all captured in one fell swoop!

Demon woman! How dare you harm my leader!

Upon seeing that King Qin Guang could withstand the attack, Officer Wang immediately slapped his blood coffin and charged forward with his sword.

At such a crucial moment for the organization, how could we possibly be without this founding member He has dedicated his life to the organization, and taking one human body should be considered nothing excessive!

Blood gushed out from the coffin seams, instantly spreading into a river of blood. Officer Wang, the coroner, stepped on top of the coffin, using it as his boat, his imposing presence and aura were truly awe-inspiring, like that of a world-conquering demon!

“A real human head, I shall crush it!” The Taishan Wang, his body engulfed in billowing blood mist, also clenched his fists suddenly. Blood Qi surged around him, forming a ferocious battle armor, his aura soared, and he swept through the air—

Ji Yan Yue once again stepped out of the door!

She advanced and retreated, sealing the rebellious cursed energy within her body. This time, she changed tactics, not seeking to eliminate the cursed energy but only to ensure it wouldn't interfere with combat. Upon returning to the Kingdom of Jing, there would be plenty of ways to remove it.

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The most skilled practitioners of sealing arts were the imperial family of Yanggu, but Yanggu has already perished. There is none in the world more comprehensive than the Central Imperial Repository of Sealed Arts.

At this moment, as I am attempting to be subdued, my cursed power is sealed. However, the power I draw from this suppression flows through the blade instead.

Faced with such a surging attack outside the door, she only tightened her grip on the dragon-patterned narrow sword and swung it across —

I can't take it anymore!

A jagged, electric-like line flashed through the void, and it suddenly tightened as it cut.

Ji Yan Yue's path is destined.

So-called true fate is "ordained by Heaven, destined by birth!"

At this time, this dotted line serves as the path she applies, and it is called the true fate string.

As the threads of destiny tightened, razor-sharp blades fell simultaneously in three locations—King Taishan's head, the blood coffin on the Blood River, and Yin Guan's neck, cutting down their targets as fate had ordained!

This is "a blade inappropriate for the time."

Mount Tai Wang didn't even have time to react before he and Xue Jia were cut open together, their bodies and souls destroyed, dying a terrible death.

The blood coffin also cracked at the same time, and the river of blood stopped flowing! Wang, the coroner's, upper body was in the river of blood, and his lower body was in the blood coffin, each with a fragmented scene.

With a flash of his blade, it landed perfectly on Yin Guan's neck.

But at this time, Yin Guan's green eyes were frantic, yet he reached out into the void with a grab, and pulled out another King of Inquisitions!

“The organization will never forget your loyalty!”

He pressed down on the officer Wang, whose eyes were dyed a vibrant green and hands waved wildly, with such force that he slammed into the blade. The long sword was stained red, the blood turning emerald as curse power instantly polluted his true essence! Yin Guan himself remained unharmed, retreating to his Evil Altar and standing in the center.

At that critical moment, through the connection of his spiritual power, he replaced himself with Wang the coroner's body, taking on Ji Yan Yue's fateful attack.

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The Wheel King also wanted to charge up and seize the great merit of slaying Zhen. But because he had consumed too much energy beforehand, his movements were slightly slower. Unexpectedly, this one step was delayed, and both Tai Shan Wang and Wu Guan Wang were already gone.

Is Wang the coroner still alive It's hard to say, since this guy has "died" too many times. But he isn't Wang the coroner, so he doesn't have that many bodies to replace himself with. This time, Tai Shan Wang is truly dead!

Where else could he hesitate

The rune chain that encircled him formed a complete circle. He yelled, "Brother, hold on! I'm going to call for help!" then jumped into the circle and vanished.

But it was escaping from the Netherworld!

The former grand minister of the State of Qi and current fourth emperor of Song was the most decisive. From beginning to end, he didn't make a single move or do anything, only saying, "This cannot be done. Preserve your usefulness and wait for another day!"

He immediately wielded his double blades, slashing at his own neck. Using the practiced motions of a death mimic, he swiftly escaped the Underworld.

"Now there are only us left." Ji Yan Yue moved her gaze, coldly looking at Yin Guan.

"Indeed—" Yin Guan said, almost maniacally, "Now the real battle begins!!"

He stood in the center of the altar, his hands outstretched—

The endless azure light appeared, like countless mayflies dancing in the sky, suspended throughout the entire Underworld.

Ji Yan Yue took a step forward, but found it difficult to move.

"I just killed three people moments ago. They were simply unlucky. I gave you a chance to replace them... Now, what will you do"

With a mere raise of his hand, a winding, ethereal line materialized in the air. The line's twists and turns seemed to depict the arduous journey ahead, yet it was completed in its entirety, promising eventual fulfillment.

The string of destiny!

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This is the foundation of her path, the essence of her power.

She raised her sword, only to kill the one she was destined to kill.

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In a sense, this is an unsolvable sword.

>At this very moment, a sudden and ferocious roar pierced the air.—

“Swallow!”

The owl's cry was shrill and chaotic, unsettling people's souls.

The shadow on the blood moon in the sky vanished, soaring through the night. It wasn't a shadow, but a giant tailless swallow. In a flash, it swooped down, its sharp beak probing forward, bringing with it the stench of death.

It is said that in the depths of Hell's Gate, there dwells a legendary creature of pure evil, a monstrous bird that has committed countless atrocities. It feeds on grievances and hatred, possessing five terrifying supernatural powers. This fearsome beast is the beloved pet of Bian Cheng Wang, the most brutal ruler of Hell's Gate.

But since things are like this, it's alright!

Ji Yan Yue's sword moved freely, with a single slash, it killed the giant swallow hawk, severing its claws, tearing its wings, and beheading it. Even the most ferocious birds have an insurmountable gap in rank.

And the emerald mayflies, like rain of light, had fallen.

Ji Yan Yue gently lifted her head, and a crimson dragon soared into the sky, connecting the heavens above with the yellow earth below. It formed a pillar of red that stretched across the sky, enveloping her within its embrace.

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Dense swathes of emerald light, falling upon this red pillar, yet could not advance an inch. They could only linger outside like rain against a window!

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At this time, any strand of emerald light's attack is beyond the reach of a God-Seer cultivator. With thousands upon thousands of these strands piercing through anything within their grasp, even attacks from someone like Bar Yu Yuan are impossible for a God-Seer to withstand.Yet, the Fiend of Yin Cao could not harm Ji Yan Yue in the slightest.

This is her unique creation, the True Fate Dragon Pillar.

The true royal bloodline, none of the outside evils can defile!

But her destined love will not be affected, and her destined king's blade will not be stopped.

"Swallow!"

At this critical juncture, the falcon has risen again.

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The hawk's divine ability was just right, blocking Ji Yan Yue's thoughts. With a flap of its wings, it used the space-shifting divine ability, soaring in the empty air. Its sharp claws struck the thread of destiny, and with a touch, the turbulent divine ability activated, causing the thread to shake slightly, creating a possibility beyond fate!

This divine presence's bird, the fighter jet maneuvers were a bit too precise, it wasn't in line with Divine Gaze... Ji Yan Yue thought calmly.

True love comes at last.

The strings are taut!

The blade is here!

The swallow soars through the heavens first.

The narrow blade once again struck down the Swallow Hawk, and Ji Yan Yue even raised her gleaming golden finger, directly pointing it at the corpse of the Swallow Hawk. Dragon Qi surrounded the Swallow Hawk's body, intertwining with that black substance, refusing to dissipate.

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The Emperor's mandate had been cut off!

By forcefully imposing dragon might and imperial power, blocking the regenerative force of the Yan Xiao, delaying its revival speed.

“What else is there” she asked Yin Guan, grasping at the strings in mid-air once more.

Yin Guan remained unmoved, merely opening his thin lips lightly: "I curse you. Your flesh shall be devoured by beasts, just as Zeng Qing."

"Who is Zeng Qing" Ji Yan Yue asked with a hint of leisure.

At this moment, everything was still peaceful. Only one of the Ten Great Yama Kings remained here. The phantom of the ten Yama Halls also stood silently in mid-air.

What is said to be fierce wind and torrential rain, what is said to be lush spring grass and verdant trees. Hell, for the strong, is another kind of scenery.

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“Hehehe, you don't know, and you don't need to know…” Yoon Guan Jun’s face was calm, his green eyes were wild, and his voice was extremely soft: “I curse you, your soul will chew on pain, life after life, like my sleepless night.”

This sentence ended quietly.

It was as if nothing had happened.

But before Yin Guan's very eyes, from the burning green flames of the Evil Altar, a book engulfed in black fire slowly rose.

On that cover as black as ink, three words shimmered with a green glow.

Three eerie and twisted Daoist characters, the characters read as —

Life, death, and the Book of Records!

At the moment she saw these three characters, a horrifying fear filled Ji Yan Yue's will. For the first time in this battle, she felt the mortal danger of death.

The real spirit received a warning from the unknown.

> You're going to die!

... will die in this terror!

She felt the hairs on the back of her neck stand on end for the first time in a long while.

What is the most terrifying curse in the world

The King of Hell calls for you to die at three o'clock!

Between life and death lies great terror, this book of life and death, silently flipped open.

Yin Guan remained silent, using his finger as a pen and blood as ink, he wrote the first character of "Tao" on it.

"Miss."

Ji Yan Yue could already feel it, her fate was shrouded in a layer of gloom. She raised her dragon-patterned dagger, grasped at the void with one hand, and redrew...the distorted strings within it.

The threads of fate and the Book of Life originate from different paths, yet at this moment they share a striking similarity—they both grant their opponents a predetermined and irreversible death!

"Perhaps we're all going to die, ending together..." A thought struck Ji Yan Yue's heart, instantly becoming a powerful feeling.

She understood that Yin Guan could also know this ending.

Why not stop and explore other possibilities

In Yin Guan's green eyes, she saw nothing.

Yin Guan simply wrote down the second character in a calm yet frenzied manner, it was a blood-red "Yan".

Then die! Ji Yan Yue grasped the lifeline of destiny without hesitation, exerting all her cultivation, ready to tighten it!

But at this moment, she seemed to hear a sigh.

Alas!

Is it a hallucination

Someone is sighing exactly.

The True Spirit, insightful and perceptive, could perceive all information in the world. Finally, it saw— a figure standing upon the blood moon.

Dim, cold, and aloof!

On the blood moon, a lone figure stood.

Such silence, yet such arrogance.

And she, surprisingly, never saw it, never discovered it

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The black substance flowed, and the falcon was resurrected in his shadow.

The Bian Cheng King, who has always been spoken of in hushed tones as being more terrifying than any hellish ruler, is even more formidable than the legends claimed! He surpasses even the most exaggerated tales!

She had anticipated the moves of King Biancheng, and even prepared to face the attack of King Chujiang, but she hadn't imagined that King Biancheng possessed such strength.

She heard his sigh.

She had to hear it.

The Arhat's authority was entirely beyond her grasp, and this sigh had become an ocean of Arhats, drowning her ear-wisdom.

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Unbeknownst to her, with that sigh fell a sword, silent and invisible, lacking color and form. It seemed to exist not at all yet held the absolute power of death!

It was an extremely heartless and ruthless sword.

This sword suddenly descended, preceding the dangerous warning.

Ji Yan Yue was startled!

...but there was no such sword at all.

It seemed as if that sigh had never happened.

The figure on the blood moon still stood there in solitude, a black swallow without a tail resting on its left shoulder. Neither man nor bird were clearly visible against the crimson backdrop. All that remained in sight was the lonely silhouette.

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It seems that it doesn't exist.

But...

On the Book of Life and Death, Yin Guan had already written down the third Dao character - "Moon".

"Ji Yan Yue!"

The thread of destiny in the void, has been broken.

Ji Yan Yue's long hair instantly withered, Ji Yan Yue's body emitted a foul stench, and Ji Yan Yue's Taoist body leaned back.

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