Chapter 943: Light and Curse
The immortal felt a chill on his neck, and when he suddenly turned around, a person appeared behind him without any warning, and the curved blade's cold light was about to slice his neck.
Not good!
He mentally cursed and tried to dodge the attack.
Qi Xue sneered coldly, having been suppressed for so long, she finally waited for this opportunity and would not let him escape easily.
With wolves before him and tigers behind, the attack method of Shen Youzhe was too unpredictable. The curved blade slashed down, his insubstantial body passing through the mana, and a head soared skyward.
It was just his bad luck.
In large-scale army combat, it's completely different from one-on-one fights. Enemies surround you on all sides, and it's difficult to fully guard against anyone's power, especially since Shen Youzhe's strikes were indeed bizarre, resulting in him falling victim to Shen Youzhe's assassination.
However, immortals have strong vitality, and even with his head chopped off, it wasn't a big problem; his head and body were about to retreat from the battlefield.
But Shen Youzhe and Qi Xue, having finally seized the opportunity, would not let him escape.
"Draw him back in!"
Zhao Ge immediately gave the order, and several immortals rushed to rescue him.
"Don't let their rescue succeed!"
Lu Qianfu shouted sternly.
Suddenly, seven Divine Artifacts charged forward.
Boom, boom, boom!
The two forces exploded simultaneously. The seven Divine Artifacts stepped up and were blasted apart by the immortals of the Feathered Divine Dynasty. The Divine Artifacts split into seven pieces, and those who used them heavily experienced backlash, vomiting blood and suffering severe injuries, unable to join the battle for a short time.
Lu Qianfu quickly collected the seven Divine Artifacts.
However, the immortal whose head had been chopped off was also blasted into mincemeat and died miserably on the spot under the combined efforts of Shen Youzhe and Qi Xue.
Considering the loss, although the Feathered Divine Army had shattered the seven Divine Artifacts, those Artifacts were originally powered by mana, so the fact that a large number of Universe Battleships couldn't join the battle wasn't much of an issue.
But the enemy had lost an immortal's life, which countless Universe Battleships couldn't replace.
Zhao Ge's face darkened, this loss was too great. He hadn't anticipated the presence of such a skilled assassin among their enemies. He saw Shen Youzhe disappear into the void again after the assassination.
Zhao Ge also wanted to take action and find Shen Youzhe, but the Divine King was still watching like a tiger stalking its prey.
Moreover, even if Shen Youzhe remained hidden, it was a threat to the battlefield.
"Mighty! Mighty! Mighty!"
Weapons raised, the morale of the Imperial Army surged.
Killing an immortal had a huge motivating effect on their spirits and severely dented the fighting spirit of the Feathered Divine Army.
"Warriors, we can't let them look down on us!"
The fighters from the Wilderness were invigorated as though stirred by an adrenaline shot, fighting more fiercely. If they couldn't dominate some miscellaneous troops, would they have any face left?
"Fall back and heal!"
Lu Qianfu maneuvered the formation.
Those Universe Battleships retreated to heal.
"Use the Universe Battleships to withstand their Universe Battleships!"
To Chu Yuan, the loss of Universe Battleships wasn't a concern. With enough materials and sufficient time from the Human Emperor's nation, he could build many of them.
"We can't go on like this, press down on the Divine King!"
Zhao Ge could no longer watch the army continue to fight.
He stepped forward, breaking the sky and splitting the earth, with short halberds in his hands flashing with cold light and lightning weaving in between. This was his chance to earn merit.
Although he was only an immortal of the Third Layer, he also aspired to become a Divine King under the Feathered Dynastic Emperor.
"Divine King, let me test your strength!"
Zhao Ge was very strong. He knew that the enemy's commander was the Divine King. Suppressing him could inspire morale. Instantly, his fighting spirit boiled over, power unleashed wildly, and his short halberds ferociously slashed forward.
"An immortal of the Third Layer has made a move!"
Everyone tensed up.
The moment an immortal of the Third Layer took action, that was when the battle became most intense.
The moment Zhao Ge attacked, a portal of unparalleled brightness descended, and his long halberd struck heavily within the light, stopping fiercely.
"Kill!"
Winged Sorrow was resolute and ruthless, a man of few words with a merciless strike; his long blade cleaved the heavens and the earth.
Two undying beings from the Third Heaven attacked Chu Yuan at once, and with Beiming Fengye overpowering the ragtag force, there was no possibility of support.
"I am here,"
In Chu Yuan's left hand was the Gate of Light, but on his right, a Gate of Curses appeared. The power of a deathly curse, whirling with the Gate of Curses in his hands, was directly blasted onto Zhao Ge.
At first, Zhao Ge did not realize what kind of power this was.
But as the energy of the curse seeped into his flesh and blood, his complexion dramatically changed!
This was the power of a curse; that doorway seemed to be the source of the curse, transforming his power into cursed energy, wave after wave of it eroding him, causing him extreme discomfort.
"Cursed power, the King of Curses!"
He was shocked to see the King of Curses within the Gate of Curses!
He was no stranger to such bizarre forces, but what confused him was that the gods had scattered them years ago. Yet, this man had gathered nine pieces and dared to wield the power of curses so brazenly.
"By wielding the power of a curse, aren't you afraid of being cursed yourself?"
Zhao Ge bellowed.
"Curse,"
Chu Yuan would not heed him.
He unleashed countless streams of cursed power from the Gate of Curses, like a violent storm, upon the Feathered Divine Army. Instantly, a great number of them were entwined in curses; the weaker ones screamed in agony from mere exposure to a gaseous form, their bodies rotting away.
The more powerful the King of Curses cursed, the stronger he became.
Light and curse.
At that moment, an extremely bizarre scene occurred.
The Imperial Army was bathed in the glow of imperial destiny, protected by the Great Emperor, and advanced, brandishing their weapons.
"The power of the Great Imperial Divine!"
Beiming Fengye also looked towards this scene and trembled with fear.
He had seen beings who used cursed power, but never like the Great Imperial Divine.
The Great Imperial Divine utilized the power of curses in a way that was not dark or eerie; on the contrary, he seemed more like the Sovereign of all gods, the master of curses, unimaginably bright and holy, incorporating it as a force of his own.
Chu Yuan's aura of supreme will radiated.
Wielding the Gate of Curses, he unleashed a rolling tide of cursed energy. Zhao Ge responded but was apprehensive, understanding he was not the Great Imperial Divine; he could not ignore the power of the curse and had to disperse it immediately upon contact.
He also felt incredibly frustrated.
Winged Sorrow exploded in rage as well, but Chu Yuan was already experienced in combat with him; he swung the World-Shaking Thunder Halberd, spilling thunderous water, and his formidable form stoutly blocked the fierce onslaught.
A sea of thunder, light, curse.
Three bizarre powers emerged simultaneously in the hands of one man, dazzling everyone.
This Great Imperial Divine was strange; he possessed too many powers, able to control everything.
"Death by curse!"
A beam of cursed light descended from the sky.
He cursed with precision, wielding a massive amount of cursed power and specifically targeting the strong within the Feathered Divine Army.
Agonizing screams persisted as numerous strong Feathered beings were cursed to death, their bodies dissolving into pus.
Chu Yuan might not have been able to slay those from the Third Heaven, but he wasn't afraid either, with his various methods being more than enough to stop them.
"You!"
Zhao Ge roared furiously.
This curse power was difficult to contend with; it pained him greatly, let alone the other soldiers, and he knew clearly that he had to stop this man from wielding cursed energy unchecked.
"Can you stop me?"
With one hand on the Gate of Curses poised in the void and the other swinging the World-Shaking Thunder Halberd, Chu Yuan stood ready to battle the undying from the Third Heaven.
"Kill!"
At the same time, the ragtag army also collapsed, finally unable to withstand the relentless bombardment from the Wilderness warriors.