The translucent figure seized the moment as my obsession was severed and immediately took the final step in breaking the curse.

He, in the identity of the Cursed Spirit, shattered the entire curse from within.

Once he took this step, he could never return.

He lifted his head and looked toward Brother Ye in the distance.

"I don't want to come back anymore. Your Ye Clan's ancestors were both foolish and wicked, leaving behind the key to open the portal.

I told you, I am here to dissolve the curse.

I am derived from your blood, and now, let this foolish affair come to an end once and for all."

He reached out his hand, and from Brother Ye's wounds, strands of blood seeped out, floating mid-air as if forming into a tiny blood pool. From within the pool, something illusory emerged and transformed continuously, eventually taking on the shape of a key.

The apparition flew out, merging into the translucent figure's body and vanished.

Next, the translucent figure's body began to collapse inward from the chest.

He cast one last glance at Wen Yan.

"Mr. Wen, remember to be cautious. If my information is correct, something indeed came out from the portal back then.

That was a Great Demon, but which one specifically, I was not yet born then, so I'm unclear."

"Farewell."

"I can't afford to, my death does me justice, and it's already a blessing to have such an outcome."

The translucent figure, nearing disappearance, seemed enlightened, embodying the spirit of the curse yet calmly accepting the end of life, akin to an old monk seeing through the human world.

"I am fortunate to be born with Mr. guidance, to die with Mr. severing my obsession."

"Do you still remember the name of the Mr. who guided you back then? I will make a memorial tablet for him."

"I don't remember, only his title Hermit Mu Yin, he was particularly fond of engraving. My initial name, Wozhi, was given by him."

"Okay, I will pray for him."

"I have never personally paid tribute to that Mr., thank you..."

With mutterings, the translucent figure's entire body continued to collapse, eventually twisting and shrinking until everything was obliterated there.

All the curse's power, the translucent figure, the key, everything was thoroughly annihilated, leaving not even ashes.

Wen Yan stood in place, the razor in his hand having transformed into an ephemeral shadow and vanished.

This was the embodiment of the translucent figure's own obsession, and when Wen Yan was willing to sever Wozhi, and the translucent figure was also willing, it would activate automatically, turning the translucent figure's obsession into the Wozhi Blade.

The Wozhi Blade cutting Wozhi, as the hint suggested, was indeed correct.

This curse cannot be dissolved by others, only the curse's own power can self-destruct; Wozhi cannot be cut by others; only one's own Wozhi can sever.

Wen Yan sighed, over two thousand years ago, because of someone foolish, bad, and extreme, how many people were harmed? How many generations were affected?

Strangely, Wen Yan even felt that Brother Zheng was still too lenient.

He glanced around, stepping toward the glowing crack, then stuck his head out, peering to the other side.

All he saw was brightness, nothing clear; he raised his hand.

"Can someone turn off this lamp?"

The lights went out, Wen Yan closed his eyes, adjusted, then reopened them, first feeling darkness, then an extremely dense Yin Qi, ghostly energy converging here.

Even without much noise, this place seemed very boisterous.

Everywhere he looked, countless Ghosts, Wen Yan couldn't count how many, all striving to emit their aura, making the ambiance both chaotic and vast.

Wen Yan glanced around, thinking, no wonder the old saying goes, exceeding ten thousand people, it's boundless; this isn't even ten thousand, yet it feels overwhelming.

Fortunately, he asked Lord Zhu to gather more Ghosts, the effect indeed turned out well.

Not just now, even a thousand years ago, so many Ghosts gathering would have been a big deal.

No one would doubt it, and who knows how the Scorching Sun Department and Lord Zhu arranged it.

At the time, he told them to be ready, to open a rift in this simulated domain; currently, the effect looks promising.

At least this side's Tuoba Martial God was fooled, thinking it was real, just starting to warm up, preparing for a fight.

Wen Yan scanned a few glances, among them was a familiar Ghost, Lord Zhu's subordinate, he cupped his hands.

"Thanks to everyone for the support today, I won't say much more, this matter is noted."

"Mr. Wen, carry on with your work, we got this." Lord Zhu's subordinate hurried forward.

"Alright then, this side's matter is pretty troublesome, I won't manage you."

Wen Yan made some small talk, then quickly withdrew.

The rift also closed at this moment.

These Ghosts dared not complain, they sensed the eerie aura from across the rift, and with Wen Yan having taken some time to personally come over, no one had any critiques.

On the other side, Wen Yan returned to the simulated domain.

He led people away, the Scorching Sun Department people began entering; they had worked so hard, creating the first experiment using the Server Domain, creating a Simulated Domain, proving effective; the various subsequent experiments and data collection were the main tasks.

Tuoba Martial God barely played a cameo, somewhat unaccustomed, as dawn had only just arrived, still far from his peak time.

"Is that it?"

"No irreparable chaos broke out, you seem rather disappointed?"

"Aren't you able to handle it? Why did you bring me along then?"

"I initially just wanted to cover for you, let you take a breather for a few days, but you weren't happy?"

"No, no, I misspoke." Tuoba Martial God was startled, quickly shook his head.

"Actually, calling you here was a fallback, in case the Scorching Sun Department's plan went south, if they opened an actual rift, then you would have to seal the rift's entrance; you heard earlier, right? There truly was a Great Demon that came through in the past."

"What about now?"

"Wait and see, last night must have been incredibly disruptive to some, I could see the pervasive black Qi; I doubt I was the only one who noticed.

If such an event unfolds here, given that the Great Demon that emerged back then hasn't died, if it now reawakens, it would surely know something is happening and might come; better wait one more day to be sure."

"By noon, I can no longer hide it completely." Tuoba Martial God gave Wen Yan a heads-up, his Yang Energy continuously swelling; by midday, it would already be challenging to fully conceal it, though during daylight, Yang Energy was abundant, it remained subtle, but come night, he'd be visible miles away.

"You can try my cultivation method then, my long-tested companion can help you conceal it, shouldn't be much of an issue." Wen Yan patted the gray cloth wrapped around his left hand.

The gray cloth might lack resistance against other forces, but against Yang Energy, it was nearly maxed out.

When Wen Yan and the others exited the simulated domain, stepping out from the tunnel, he once more received a hint.

"You've annihilated Wozhi, received Wozhi's gratitude, gaining an extra permanent buff.

Curse Resistance.

Against curses from non-humans, resistance +67%.

Against curses from humans, resistance +33%.

Note: Resistance is not a percentage immunity to damage, the higher the resistance, the higher the immunity level, the higher the damage exemption. At 100%, all forms of damage under this category are completely exempt."