Staying Alive Cautiously in the Celestial Realm and Becoming the Strongest

Chapter 480: Guarding the Pass (Part 2)

Jin Shangzhi’s mood had plummeted to rock bottom.

As a mid-tier Purple Sorcerer, to be forced into such a desperate situation by a mere primary-tier Purple Mansion cultivator was humiliating beyond measure. Suffering consecutive losses of troops and commanders, and failing to protect even his closest subordinates, he felt as though his face had been ripped off.

Trampled underfoot and ground into the dust!

As a Purple Mansion realm wizard, a pillar among the Sand People, Jin Shangzhi had led the Hunter-Cultivator Team into Town Sand Pass dozens of times, delivering outstanding results and earning exceptional merits, thus holding high prestige within his tribe.

He had killed hundreds of battle cultivators, and even three Purple Mansion Superiors.

Jin Shangzhi had thought that today would be like any other, adding yet another glorious feat to his record.

But to his utmost surprise, he was discovered before he even got close to the Guan Wall and then met with a thunderous assault.

This Sand Tribe wizard had never encountered a cultivator like Wang Chen: modest in status but mighty in strength, wielding spells of terrifying power beyond belief.

Even his strongest Spiritual Artifact couldn’t withstand a single strike from the opponent.

Jin Shangzhi watched, eyes wide open, as his elite subordinates were slaughtered by Wang Chen in an extremely short time, the overwhelming humiliation and indescribable fury driving him to abandon any thoughts of escape.

The bold and untamed blood of the Sand Tribe roared within this wizard’s veins, incinerating his reasoning.

"Kill!"

He bellowed furiously, suddenly soaring into the sky.

The Black Banner in his hand unfolded instantly, transforming into a Mysterious Black Flood Dragon with bared fangs and claws, roaring as it lunged towards Wang Chen, suspended in mid-air.

At the same time, Jin Shangzhi took out a Sorcerer Gu Doll from his Storage Bag, his eyes sparkling with a divine gleam as they settled on it.

The next moment, the featureless face of the doll sprouted eyes, a nose, a mouth, and other facial features.

And it bore a six to seven parts resemblance to Wang Chen’s countenance!

"Bind!"

Jin Shangzhi fiercely bit the tip of his tongue, spraying a mouthful of blood onto the Sorcerer Gu Doll in his hand.

This spray of blood came at the cost of his Essence, Qi, and Spirit visibly withering away, his originally black hair turning grey and white.

As if he had aged decades in an instant!

This Sand Tribe wizard was casting a Sorcerer Gu, locking onto Wang Chen as the target of the curse, sacrificing his own lifespan to perform the death curse.

Despite Wang Chen’s lower tier, his strength surpassed Jin Shangzhi’s.

Under such circumstances, cursing Wang Chen without paying a massive price would simply not be effective.

Meanwhile, in the air, just as Wang Chen had repelled the incoming black flood dragon with a swipe of his hand, a sudden splash of blood-red light appeared before his eyes, his perception and spiritual sense both shielded, and his Divine Soul seemed to be shrouded in thick dust, his entire being becoming sluggish.

He even lost control of the Red Nether Sword!

This sensation was as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss, where no matter the struggle, he could not escape.

Wang Chen’s heart sank sharply, as if he had caught the scent of death!

He knew he had been cursed.

While Wang Chen was somewhat familiar with sorcery, his knowledge was not extensive.

He knew it was one of the skills demon cultivators were best at, very sinister and difficult to deal with.

There were mainly three ways to counter curses: practice counteracting spells, equip the appropriate Magic or Spiritual Artifacts, or use Spirit or Treasure Talismans!

Wang Chen did carry a few curse-dispelling talismans, and he immediately reached for and activated them.

However, the three bursts of Spiritual Light that exploded instantly dimmed and extinguished.

They had some effect, but only a little, barely helping him out of his predicament.

What should he do?

In this critical moment, Wang Chen did not panic.

Although he had been struck by the opponent’s curse, the situation was not yet beyond salvage. At least his mental consciousness was still able to resist the invading curse energy, and escaping back to Town Sand Pass a dozen miles away wouldn’t be a problem.

But the duck in hand had just flown away and he had been outmaneuvered by someone, how could Wang Chen swallow such an affront?

With a single thought, his body suddenly radiated a pale golden light!

[Human Virtue -1028]

A message alert suddenly popped up in Wang Chen’s field of vision, and the immense pressure that his body and Divine Soul were simultaneously enduring vanished without a trace, the invisible curse that had invaded his body instantly dissipated into nothingness.

Just like thin snow scorched by the blazing sun, it was no more!

Wang Chen’s mind relaxed, and his spiritual power surged, allowing him to swiftly regain control over the Red Nether Sword.

The extraordinary Spiritual Artifact seemed to be reinvigorated in an instant, the body of the sword emitting a brilliant and dazzling light.

It abruptly changed direction, breaking through layers of dense black fog in an instant, and covered hundreds of steps in distance.

It pierced through Jin Shangzhi’s body!

"Uh..."

The Sand Tribe wizard, who had just cast a powerful curse, shook violently, and couldn’t help but lower his head. Your next read is at empire

A large hole was torn through his chest.

Clean through from front to back.

Jin Shangzhi shook his head in disbelief.

His once invincible spell had been effortlessly broken by Wang Chen.

And now it had cost him his life!

The next moment, the Sand Tribe wizard’s figure plummeted downwards.

His heart had been completely shattered by Sword Qi, his internal organs turned to mush, and it was only his strong cultivation at the fifth tier of the Purple Mansion Realm that kept him from dying instantly.

But even that only lasted for a few more breaths.

[Heavenly Merit +579]

Jin Shangzhi’s body fell heavily onto the Gobi desert, his face turned towards the sky, eyes wide open in death!

Wang Chen recalled the Red Nether Sword and calmly descended.

He reached out and grabbed the bodies of the other four Hunter Cultivators, along with the Sand Tribe wizard bound by the Immortal-binding Rope.

He didn’t take a single Storage Bag from these people but instead lifted all the bodies and shot straight up into the sky.

Moments later, Wang Chen landed on the walls of Town Sand Pass.

In front of Town Sand Pass lay the vast and boundless Gobi desert, with an extremely wide field of vision without any obstructions, so his fierce battle with the Sand Tribe Hunter-Cultivator Team was seen in its entirety by the Battle Cultivators guarding the city.

Although they were at a distance, there were plenty of spells and Magic Artifacts that could be used to observe from afar.

From the time Wang Chen engaged in battle to his victorious return, a little less than the time it took to finish a cup of tea had passed, and several hundred Battle Cultivators had already gathered on the city walls.

They stared dumbfounded at Wang Chen as he dropped a string of bodies in front of them!

Wang Chen couldn’t be bothered with idle chatter. He gave a nod to a War General in Mysterious Armor and then rode his Flying Sword back to the Seven-Star Pavilion.

Although he was a Guarding Heavenly Master, he had no authority to command and order the Battle Cultivators and Taoist Soldiers who were defending the city.

Actually, the two sides had a cooperative relationship, not one of subordination.

However, the enemies Wang Chen had slain could be exchanged for merit, and it was the War General who was responsible for recording such deeds.

The War General was the leader of the Battle Cultivators; the position could not be held by anyone who was not a Cultivator of the Purple Mansion Realm.

The War General clad in Mysterious Armor hadn’t expected Wang Chen to leave so promptly. He had wanted to engage in some small talk, but had to swallow his words, turning his attention to the enemy bodies instead.

For the merit of the Guarding Heavenly Master, he dared not misappropriate or miss recording it; he unavoidably had to verify and record it in the register of spells.

But when the War General saw the body of Jin Shangzhi, he involuntarily sucked in a breath of cold air.

"Blood Demon Purple Sorcerer!"