Chapter 492 Cursing the Nascent Soul Stage, Thunderous Fury! 【Subscribe】
Chapter 492 Cursing the Nascent Soul Stage, Thunderous Fury! 【Subscribe】
Qingnan Sect
The mountain range on the left side of Changsheng Peak
In an endless palace, a terrifying storm is brewing.
Grandmaster Lei Jingshan, a middle-aged man dressed in a plain white robe, was sitting coldly on a throne in a palace. His expressionless face contained a murderous aura, so that all the maids serving inside and outside the hall were trembling with fear.
"go out!"
At this time, an old slave in a gray robe came quickly.
He waved his hand casually to dismiss everyone, then kowtowed to Lei Jingshan respectfully: "Ancestor, I just got some news! The Seventh Saint Wei Han's identity jade token has been broken, and the last place he appeared was near the Guihai Sea. In addition, there is definite news that a huge storm broke out in the Guihai Sea, which also caused a large beast tide. I wonder if it is related to it!"
"You said before that the third and fourth brothers were invited by Xiuming to deal with Wei Han." Lei Jingshan said coldly, "And the last place where the six of them had their identity jade cards shattered was also near the Guihai Sea. So, are you trying to tell me that they died in the Guihai Sea together with that little bastard named Wei?"
"It's possible!" The gray-robed old slave trembled and crawled on the ground. Facing his thunderous rage, he reluctantly comforted him, "But the broken identity jade token is nothing. Maybe they are all still alive. They just encountered some accidents and are recovering somewhere."
"snort!"
Lei Jingshan snorted coldly and remained silent for a while.
It was precisely because of this hope that he had been trying hard not to go crazy. Otherwise, if all these people died, he really couldn't imagine what the Lei family would become.
"Keep sending people to look for him. Send a large number of people to the Endless Sea and contact them with the Jade Token!" Lei Jingshan said angrily, "Also confirm for me once more whether the kid surnamed Wei is dead or alive. If he is dead, that's fine. If not, escort him to me."
"yes!"
The gray-robed old man agreed respectfully.
However, he hesitated to speak, and finally couldn't help but remind: "This matter may have been leaked. Recently, all the major Jindan in the peak have been asking about it openly or secretly. I don't know how to deal with it?"
“Don’t bother with that!” Lei Jingshan waved his hand unhappily. “As long as I am still alive, no one will dare to jump out and cause trouble. Even if I sit in the room and let them do whatever they want, the most urgent task now is to confirm the life or death of our clan’s golden elixir.”
The old man in gray robe remained silent!
This matter is indeed the most critical.
If Lei Xiuming and the others were still alive, it would mean that the Lei family still had hope. The cultivators from various sects who had submitted to them would naturally not dare to act presumptuously and would all have to obey them.
But if Lei Xiuming and others were all killed, the consequences would be unimaginable.
"Ancestor, do you want to leave a way out?" the gray-robed old man asked cautiously.
Lei Jingshan's eyes turned cold and he was ready to scold!
But in the end, he couldn't say anything.
After a few breaths of silence, he waved his hand dejectedly and said, "Choose a group of clansmen with potential, and prepare some old, weak, women and children. Once the death of Lao San and others is confirmed, send them away immediately. This can be regarded as leaving a bloodline for my Lei family."
"yes!"
The gray-robed old man breathed a sigh of relief silently, then quickly stepped back and did as he was told.
When the hall was empty, Lei Jingshan finally sat back on the armchair dejectedly, a trace of fatigue and despair flashing across his frosty face.
He had vaguely guessed the fate of Lei Xiuming and others!
But I just don’t want to admit it or accept it.
"Could it be that God wants our Lei family to die? We finally arrived at the Wanxing Sea after going through so much hardship, but such a disaster happened. I don't have much time left. If I don't even have a golden elixir, how should our Lei family cope?"
"Damn it! I will never let you have an easy life before I die!"
Lei Jingshan was filled with thoughts, and his eyes gradually became ferocious.
Even the most powerful cultivator will inevitably experience some psychological fluctuations when facing a life-and-death catastrophe or the crisis of the loss of family inheritance.
The anger and worry that Lei Jingshan had been pent up in almost turned into a demon in his heart at this moment.
He kept these emotions tightly under control.
Once the news is confirmed!
These emotions will eventually erupt like a volcano.
He would allow his inner demons to devour him and brutally slaughter anyone who might be involved.
He doesn't care about Changsheng Peak or Qingnan Sect at all. If the Lei family is going to decline, what does the life and death of these outsiders have to do with him? He just wanted to vent his anger once before his lifespan was completely exhausted.
“Hehehe!”
Lei Jingshan suddenly laughed.
The corners of his mouth were slightly raised and his eyes were filled with evil, like a demon crawling out of hell.
Wisps of black gas emerged from somewhere on his body, and gradually, the entire palace was shrouded in black mist, as if it had turned into a devil's land.
"Wait, something's wrong!"
"Who is cursing me? Who is it?"
Lei Jingshan woke up quickly.
He was almost controlled by his inner demons without realizing it, and almost went crazy and turned into a lifeless walking corpse.
And this black mist is clearly the power of curse!
He didn't know who the other party was, nor did he know where the curse came from. This method was so mysterious that even the Nascent Soul stage boss was helpless.
At the beginning, the power of these curses was not too strong, and they just silently affected his mind!
However, as the cursed black fog grew thicker, Lei Jingshan almost lost control of his cultivation, and his blood and essence began to flow away madly, as if being swallowed by the black fog.
“Damn it!”
Lei Jingshan cursed and raised his hand to close the formation in the hall.
A layer of defensive formation shield completely blocked the black fog and prevented it from spreading out.
However, this could only prevent the situation from alarming outsiders, but it was of no help to him at all. At this moment, he had no idea how to dispel the curse.
"Who is cursing me? My tribe has just migrated to the Wanxing Sea. Logically, we don't have any enemies. Could it be that old man Mu Yuebai?"
"No! My life span is almost over. There is no way Mu Yuebai would sacrifice his life span to curse me. Moreover, the power of this curse does not seem to be the work of a Yuanying stage cultivator!"
Lei Jingshan was furious but full of doubts.
He had no idea who was cursing him.
He could only desperately swallow pills to replenish his essence, blood, and spiritual energy to fight against this illusory and mysterious curse. Even though he was a powerful Yuanying stage master, he could not be completely immune to the opponent's attacks.
"How dare you curse me, you bastard!"
"I will make sure you don't get hurt."
Lei Jingshan gritted his teeth, sat cross-legged on the ground and made hand gestures without hesitation!
The Changsheng Valley has been passed down for thousands of years, the Lei family has been established for a thousand years, and although there are very few spells involving curses among the countless inheritances in the Wanxinghai, there are still ways to deal with them.
Some simple counterattacks are even more common for him!
Although he is not immune to curse attacks, he can fight back.
Lei Jingshan didn’t believe that the other party could withstand the wrath of a powerful Yuanying stage master!
(End of this chapter)
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