Chapter 266 Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Curse
"Fellow Daoist!"
Wang Dachui exclaimed in surprise; he never imagined that Ji An would be captured by the Golden-feathered Eagle.
The opponent's strength was deeply felt by him. Although he had only been fighting alongside the opponent for two short days, the intensity of the battle he experienced was completely different from before.
During the previous battle, the monsters surged in like a tide, so we had to be on high alert, because a moment's carelessness could mean certain death.
Despite the fact that the Immortal City had suffered even more intense attacks in the past two days, he was able to cope with them relatively calmly.
All of this is thanks to the other party's strength and comprehensiveness.
The ferocious, blood-red grass puppet beneath the city wall dealt with a large number of low-level demonic beasts, while the shifting sands mercilessly devoured a batch of demonic beasts.
In addition, the enemy could unleash a freezing wind spell with a wide coverage area, and the flag artifacts would occasionally release large seas of fire, so there weren't many monsters that could leap onto the city walls.
If he could continue to follow such a fellow Daoist, Wang Dachui believed he might be able to survive until the end of the demonic calamity.
At this moment, he was genuinely worried about Ji An's safety.
He prayed in his heart that the opponent's magical artifact defense was strong enough to withstand the Golden Feather Eagle's attack.
However, he felt the chances were slim, because in the examples he had seen in the past, none of the cultivators who had been captured by the Golden-feathered Eagle had survived.
Skilled cultivators were not captured, while those who were not skilled perished shortly after the start of the war.
Another very important point is that the surging demonic power emanating from the Golden Feathered Eagle indicates that it is at least a Great Demon at the ninth level of Foundation Establishment, and possibly even at the peak of the ninth level.
Throughout the life of the Golden-feathered Eagle, any prey it caught, whether a demon beast or a cultivator, was inevitably torn apart.
If Ji An knew what it was thinking, he would surely tell it that it hadn't encountered a cultivator like him who was 'pregnant with many years of experience'.
The golden eagle was stunned in the next instant.
Despite their desperate efforts, the protective aura surrounding the enemy remained intact.
It channeled its demonic power, intensifying its attack once again.
At that moment, a palm-sized golden spike flew out from Ji An's hand.
When the golden eagle sensed the sharp and murderous aura, it suddenly felt a chill on its abdomen as the sharp spike pierced into it.
Its feathers, flesh, and bones, which could withstand the piercing attacks of ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators' flying swords, only served to slow it down.
The Golden-feathered Eagle is an 'agile' type of monster. Its strengths lie in its agility and speed, but its defense is lacking.
Another point is that Ji An's Golden Light Technique has reached the Great Perfection level, and he also has the blessing of a low-grade Geng Metal Dao Seed, which is why he can achieve such a good effect.
In its excruciating pain, it instinctively gripped the object even tighter, letting out a pitiful screech.
After the sharp cone formed from the elemental energy of metal entered the monster's body, it bloomed like a flower, the golden blossoms stained with blood, and then slowly disappeared.
The golden eagle was immediately devastated; its feathers and outer skin could not withstand the magic, let alone its internal organs.
Ji An activated his second Golden Light Technique. A crescent blade the size of a palm flew out, its golden light tracing a sharp arc before disappearing into the monster's body.
The golden moon blade slashed a bloody gash in the monster's abdomen, then split into three pieces inside its body, scattering outwards.
The heart, liver, lungs, kidneys, syrinx, and other organs were all ripped open, and blood gushed from the abdomen. The golden eagle's mournful cries came to an abrupt halt.
Its claws loosened naturally, and its body fell downwards.
Ji An sensed what was happening behind him and was overjoyed.
Before his joyful thoughts could fully take hold, he suddenly felt a chilling aura appear behind him.
Looking back, I saw a golden-feathered eagle phantom shimmering with crimson light in the air.
The phantom swooped down and pounced on him before he could react.
The Apricot Yellow Banner's defense was useless, the Rock Mountain Technique's defense was useless, and all his other defensive measures failed. The phantom entered his body without any hindrance.
In an instant, his originally pale silver skin turned crimson like blood, and at the same time, twisted black patterns appeared.
These patterns seem to be alive, writhing like venomous snakes, their bodies burning hot.
Ji An felt enveloped by a supreme malice, and a sea of blood appeared before his eyes.
The malice was like a torrent, and his soul couldn't help but tremble.
This strange phenomenon lasted only a moment and then disappeared immediately, as if it were all an illusion.
Ji An wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and used his magic to stop his fall.
He realized that he must have fallen victim to some kind of underhanded trick.
However, now was not the time to ponder. He used a magic spell to put the Golden Feathered Eagle's corpse into his storage bag, then summoned a flying shuttle to return to the city wall.
Wang Dachui was overjoyed:
"Fellow Daoist, well done!"
Behind the demonic beasts, where the demon kings reside.
The Golden-feathered Eagle Demon King's narrowed eyes suddenly widened. It let out a sharp cry and spread its wings to take flight.
It resembled a golden cloud soaring into the sky, heading straight towards the celestial city.
Just now, it sensed that a secret spell on one of its descendants had been activated.
This secret incantation is only activated when the descendant dies.
The Golden-feathered Eagle's reaction caused the other demon kings to exchange bewildered glances. When the message was delivered to this demon king yesterday, his reaction was extremely cold.
Finally, after offering the mandate of Qingqiu, the other side agreed to lead several hundred low-ranking members of their clan to assist in the battle.
The Wild Boar Demon King, with a simple and honest face, said in a low voice:
"Brother Eagle, what's wrong? Should we call it back?"
It's not time for them to fight yet. In order to persuade this person to come out of seclusion, they haven't informed the human race of the situation.
If the enemy is ambushed again, the demon race's power will be weakened once more.
The bull demon shook his head and said:
"No need. Brother Eagle is incredibly fast. Unless surrounded by a magic array, even though there are many human cultivators, they cannot pose a fatal threat to him."
Its eyes held a gossipy look; it was also eager to know the reason behind the Golden Feathered Eagle Demon King's sudden actions.
Ji An was filled with mixed feelings. Although he had obtained a late-stage Foundation Establishment demon corpse, he had been subjected to an unknown attack and did not know whether it would have a serious impact.
He had just used his divine sense to examine his entire body, but found nothing amiss. The strange phenomena on his body disappeared without reappearing.
The battle was still ongoing, and he had no time to think, immediately throwing himself into the fight.
Without his help, the others would not have been able to defend this section of the city wall; two Qi Refining stage disciples have already perished.
He made a hand seal, and the Flame Banner unfurled, enveloping the swarming demonic beasts in a cloud of fire.
Screams and the sizzling sound of burning hair and flesh filled the air, along with the aroma of burnt meat.
Just then, Ji An caught a glimpse of a golden cloud rushing towards the Immortal City.
In the blink of an eye, Jin Yun had flown several miles away.
'There's even a demon king who dares to attack?'
The moment this thought crossed his mind, a crimson aura surged across Ji An's body again, and his skin and muscles immediately became burning hot.
He saw a head resembling a golden eagle emerge from the golden clouds, and a cold light shot straight at him as if it were a tangible object.
A feeling of unease crept over him, the aura of which was very similar to the malice Ji An felt when he was struck by the crimson spiritual light.
"The Golden Core Demon King is looking for me!"
Ji An's face turned pale, and he turned and leaped off the city wall.
The Golden-feathered Eagle Demon King's undisguised aura was detected by the controller of the mountain-protecting formation. Master Yuxiao frowned slightly and said:
"This eagle demon has never truly participated in battle before. What's gotten into it today that it dares to stand up alone?"
As he spoke, his hands moved swiftly, channeling his magic power into the array flags while simultaneously performing hand seals.
The earth elemental aura appeared above the immortal city, resembling an inverted bowl.
The demon king let out a howl, its eyes flashing with savagery, and launched an attack as if venting its anger.
A tornado of cyan wind blades swept across the mountain-protecting array, creating ripples.
The red glow on Ji An's body grew even brighter, and the burning pain intensified.
He now understands perfectly well that he killed the young one, and the old one has come to punish him.
'So what if you're a Golden Core Demon King? Come down here and fight me if you dare!'
Ji An cursed inwardly, thinking that as long as he stayed hidden in the great formation, the Demon King couldn't do anything to him.
Once the demonic calamity is over, things will be even more stable.
He tried his best to calm himself down, but he still couldn't help feeling uneasy.
He's just a Foundation Establishment stage cultivator now; a single hair from a Golden Core demon beast could crush him.
Huoyun Zhenren and Zhengyang Zhenren flew out of the great formation together. The Xuanhuang Pagoda rotated above their heads, casting down thick, mountain-like yellow light to protect the two of them.
Master Huoyun wielded the Divine Fire Fan, and with the fan's movement, flames soared into the sky.
Although they feared the possible lurking powerful demons in human form, a mere Golden-feathered Eagle Demon King had no right to swagger over them.
Besides, all the cultivators know that the patriarchs are gathered in the Immortal City, so how could they not show their faces?
The two Golden Core cultivators attacked and defended, and although the Golden Feathered Eagle Demon King was incredibly fast, all his attacks were ineffective, and some of his feathers were burned by the flames.
After fighting for a quarter of an hour, the Demon King, seeing no chance of victory and with his rage subsiding, left dejectedly.
Master Zhengyang descended from the sky, looking at the blood-red spiritual light that had been withdrawn from his disciple, and said:
"Kid, come with me!"
A fiery cloud rose from beneath his feet, lifting Ji An into the air.
For some reason, he recalled a classic scene from his past life when he watched Journey to the West:
'The demons with powerful backers were all taken away by their divine masters, and they too soared through the clouds.'
In the blink of an eye, the two arrived at a cave on the mountaintop.
Ji An bowed deeply and solemnly paid his respects:
"Disciple Ji An greets the Ancestor."
"What exactly is this strange phenomenon affecting my disciple?"
He had seen the sect's patriarch from afar and naturally recognized him.
He felt a little uneasy, worried that he might hear some bad news.
Master Zhengyang looked his disciple up and down a few times. He still remembered the names of several of his junior disciples that he had mentioned in front of him.
Jia Yu believed that this disciple had a very good chance of breaking through to the Chaoyuan stage and would be very likely to cultivate third-tier spiritual plants for the sect in the future.
"This is a secret technique called the Blood Transformation Soul-Chasing Curse, a mark that high-ranking demons plant on their descendants."
Humans also possess similar secret techniques; if these descendants are killed, the technique is activated, and the resentment attaches itself to the perpetrator.
Ji An grinned, revealing a wry smile, and thought to himself:
'That golden-feathered eagle is a beast with connections too!'
"May I ask, Ancestor, what are the dangers of the Blood-Transforming Soul-Chasing Curse, and is there a way to counteract it?"
(End of this chapter)
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