Demon Sect Cultivation: I Can Disable Debuffs-Chapter 123 - : Great Grudge Curse Technique

Chapter 123: Great Grudge Curse Technique

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Instead of leaving the market directly, Zhang Chen entered an inn and dispersed the aura of the Silver Moon Sect from his body in the room. After changing his appearance and attire, he walked towards the exit of the market.

Previously, he disguised himself as a disciple of the Silver Moon Sect for convenience and not to arouse suspicion.

Now, with the arrival of the four members of the Silver Moon Sect, his disguise as a disciple of the Silver Moon Sect has become conspicuous.

This was a marketplace with a Golden Core cultivator stationed here. Once exposed, it would be difficult to escape.

At this moment, Zhang Chen was no different from the other itinerant cultivators. He was inconspicuous and left the market smoothly.

In order not to be suspected, he decided to take a detour and use the Flying Feather Soaring Art to fly in the opposite direction of the Blood God Sect.

It was a close call. Half a month later, Zhang Chen left the territory of the Silver Moon Clan safely without incident.

On this journey, he changed his appearance more than ten times and changed direction three times.

After all, it was the other side’s territory, and it was better to be cautious.

Once he entered the Blood God Sect’s territory, Zhang Chen no longer hid and began to use the Blood Escape Technique to travel.

The blood light was like a meteor, flashing across the sky and disappearing in an instant.

Ten days later, in a secluded cave one hundred miles away from the Blood God Sect, Zhang Chen was setting up the formation for the Great Grudge Curse Technique.

Although it was a formation, it was actually more like an altar.

In the center of the altar was a statue made of clay.

The statue had six hands, one holding up the sky, one supporting the earth, one holding a dagger, and one holding a poison bottle. The other two hands were placed flat on the chest, and the posture was twisted and strange, very discordant.

Even more bizarrely, the statue had nine heads, each with a different face.

These nine heads were stacked from small to large, like a pagoda.

The head at the top was only the size of a fist, with wrinkled skin, like an unborn baby.

The baby’s eyes were tightly closed, and his expression was twisted, as if enduring great pain.

The second head was a size bigger, like a newborn baby. It tried to open its eyes a little, as if it wanted to see its parents and the world.

However, his expression was full of disgust and conflict.

The third head was that of a child, with very mismatched features and missing one ear, like a random doodle by a kid.

The expression was both fearful and angry, as if having suffered from bullying and suppressing the inner rage.

The fourth head was that of a teenager, with one eye open and one eye closed, gritting the teeth and making faces, with a look of defiance and rebellion written all over the face.

The fifth head was that of a young person, mouth wide open as if roaring in anger.

The sixth head was that of a young woman, showing mixed emotions of sadness and joy.

One half of the face was red with a smile on the corner of the mouth.

The other half was white with a tearful look and a downturned mouth.

The seventh head was that of a middle-aged man, with a face full of hardship and grievance, seemingly resenting the unfairness of fate.

The eighth head was that of a middle-aged woman, with an extremely ugly appearance and a sharp and sarcastic look in the eyes.

The ninth head was that of an elderly man, with a frail and withered appearance, a face covered in corpse spots, and eyes filled with regret and disappointment.

These nine heads, nine faces, seemed to represent different stages of life and nine different experiences.

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The Curse Demon was said to be reborn nine times, each time filled with hatred, and the resentment lasting for 100,000 years, finally turning into a demon.

The two hands that supported the sky and the ground represented the connection between the two sides and the two worlds.

The two hands holding a knife and a poison bottle were mainly used to cast curses.

The two hands on the chest were used to place curse mediums.

After confirming the accuracy of the clay statue, Zhang Chen took out nine bottles from his storage bag.

They contained the hundred-year-old gudge he had bought in the marketplace.

“Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!”

Zhang Chen waved his hand and the nine bottles exploded one after another.

Nine black mists dispersed, revealing vaguely discernible phantom figures.

There were infants with umbilical cords, infants crying in swaddling clothes, disabled children, women in wedding gowns…

There were nine figures, each one perfectly matching one of the nine heads of the clay statue.

” Hatrecl… Hatred… Hatrecl…”

“Resentment… Resentment… Resentment..

The air in the cave was thick with grievance, and voices full of resentment kept ringing in Zhang Chen’s ears.

He knew how intense the grievances were, for they could persist for a hundred years without dissipating.

“People suffer harm, tragedy is boundless, the authority of justice is insufficient, and the anger of heaven is provoked. Submit!”

As if responding to some kind of attraction, the nine grievances poured into the clay statue one after another.

As they did so, the nine heads of the clay statue became vividly lifelike, as if they were about to come alive at any moment.

The formation of the great grievance spell was complete, and all that remained was to put in items imbued with the cursed person’s aura.

Zhang Chen reached into his storage bag and took out a blood-red bead with seven holes.

It was a superior-grade magical tool given to him by Elder Blood River when he was promoted to being a direct disciple, the Blood Pearl.

He had never used it before because he was afraid that Elder Blood River had left something sinister inside it. But now, it was finally time to put it to use.

Zhang Chen used his powers to lift the Blood Pearl and flew it into his hands, which rested in front of the mud statue’s chest.

“The heavenly path is complete, three and five make eight, the sun and moon together, in and out of the darkness.”

Zhang Chen formed a seal and chanted an incantation, extracting the aura of Elder Blood River from the Blood Blood Pearl.

A red mist flew out from the Blood Pearl and entered the mud statue’s chest.

The mud statue’s chest wriggled, revealing a face that was identical to Elder Blood River.

“Those who see me are blind, those who hear me are deaf, close the eyes and ears of the Three Realms.

“Valiant Three Gods, Four-Eyed Old Man, Five Corpses, Seven Officials and Eight Spirits, Nine Mystic Killing Children, Supreme Terror, Curse Demon God, I summon thee!”

As Zhang Chen chanted, he made various movements.

It was like a sacrificial dance, a ritual of sorts, yet it was also like wild waving, utterly insane.

As he infused the mud statue with his powers, it emitted a black aura that seemed to indicate a presence had descended into it.

It had no consciousness, only resentment, an incredibly strong resentment that was unimaginable and indescribable.

Resentment towards heaven, towards the earth, towards all living beings in the world.

Zhang Chen knew that this was the power of the cursed demon god, and even though it was only a faint trace of energy, he still felt fearful and uneasy.

Zhang Chen steadied his mind and proceeded to perform the final step of the Great Cursing Technique, the curse!

Zhang Chen’s expression was ferocious as he said maliciously, “Sever your arm!”

The mud statue moved!

The hand holding the dagger fell heavily, severing the arm at the chest.

“Pa!” The mud hand fell to the ground.

At the Blood God Sect a hundred miles away, Elder Blood River was making a magical artifact.

But at that moment, one of his arms suddenly separated from his shoulder without warning and fell to the ground.

“Boom!”

The magical artifact he was working on also self-destructed due to this mishap.

“What’s going on!” Elder Blood River’s expression was ugly as he turned to look at the severed limb.

He saw that the wound was smooth, as if the arm had been sliced off by a sharp weapon, and that resentment was coiling around it.

“Is this the Great Grudge Curse Technique?” Elder Blood River’s expression darkened. “I didn’t expect someone to use the Great Grudge Curse Technique on me.”

Elder Blood River knew the effect of the Great Grudge Curse Technique. One would injure both the enemy and oneself. While cursing the other party, one would also suffer the same backlash.

“Could it be that some enemy has reached his end and used the Great Grudge Curse Technique against me before he died?”

Elder Blood River frowned and pondered. His blood body had an immortal attribute, so he was not afraid of curses.

It was just that the magical artifact he had been about to create was destroyed, which made him extremely annoyed..