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Tao Yunzhi, with his own strength, stopped all the death curses present within a radius of more than ten miles.

He needed to reverse these curses one by one, or else these death curses would always exist, eventually swallowing them all, not just them but everyone here, it’s just a matter of what comes first.

Before this, they hadn’t discovered this point, nor had they thought Seventeen’s commander would be so cruel, willing to sacrifice tens of thousands of people to bury them.

These tens of thousands are not ordinary people, they are all Extraordinary.

Since a curse can form, there must be a way to alleviate it, but the more powerful and large-scale a curse is, the more difficult it is.

And wanting to reverse a curse is often more difficult than forming one, requiring more effort than its creation.

Given the current situation, it is very difficult for him to achieve this.

These death curses themselves are formed by assorted emotional thoughts, chaotic and containing evil thoughts and the faith from life.

Su Changxing knew these death curses were dangerous, but he also knew they first needed to get rid of these outsiders.

After all, this was Lin Xiuyu’s plan set up early on; unless issues arise, there is no need to disrupt it.

”Take him down.”

Su Changxing saw that this young Daoist could actually withstand these death curses, so he instructed Hua san.

This young Daoist’s strength was indeed formidable, using methods Su Changxing had never seen, displaying astonishing power.

Hua san nodded upon hearing, rushed forward, and immediately, surging flames engulfed her figure.

Tao Yunzhi didn’t expect to hit Hua san so easily, feeling somewhat surprised.

After all, in his imagination, Hua san would evade this strike rather than charging directly.

”Die for me!”

He shouted, the flames around became brighter and more surging, burning fiercely with a warm feeling, the flames of winter.

These are indestructible flames, capable of burning away all impurities in the world.

Upper Flame of Mind, Middle Flame of Body, Lower Flame of Wild, the trio becomes one, known as Samadhi True Fire.

Only such flames can suppress these overwhelming curses.

He knew this humanoid puppet monster was also in the Divinity Transformation Realm.

The vague threat made him shudder.

But he was also confident; as long as the opponent touched this flame, they would definitely be burnt to ashes.

”You damn demon, unfortunate to encounter me!”

His face showed a gruesome expression, grabbing the broken wooden sword with his left hand and slid it forward, dozens of rotating blades shot towards the flames.

With the sound of metal clashing in the flames, more dazzling sparks flew within the flame’s light, the flying rotating blades were all deflected, as if hitting an indestructible stone.

A dark figure rushed out of the flames, attacking the young Daoist with broken hand and foot, the speed seemed not fast, but one could feel a heavy power.

Tao Yunzhi showed an expression of confusion, seeing the demon unharmed, simply passing through the center of Samadhi True Fire unhindered, arriving before him, and punching him, just a simple punch, without any flamboyant moves.

He wanted to dodge, but found himself unable; the fist wasn’t fast yet seemed magnetic, directly aiming at him, stirring a strong wind, making a howling sound, the surrounding flames blew more brightly.

Huge collision sounds came from the battlefield, dust lifted on the ground, forming a large pit dozens of meters wide.

Tao Yunzhi stood at the edge of the pit, thinking he had dodged this strike, looked down, but found his chest continuously bleeding, a huge blood hole glaringly visible.

Hua san stood in the center of the pit, calmly looking at Tao Yunzhi, frowned, unclear how the opponent dodged.

She watched the human that looked like a ragdoll without making a move, knowing he was already dead before her punch fully swung.

”Did he commit suicide?” Tan Xiuning seeing the young Daoist engulfed in blazing flames, continuously consuming his flesh, said in confusion.

Su Changxing shook his head: ”No, this is Samadhi True Fire.”

”Samadhi True Fire? The legendary one?” Tan Xiuning adjusted his shattered glasses with his left hand, very surprised.

Su Changxing nodded: ”Probably, ordinary fire burns the body, while Samadhi True Fire burns the primordial spirit, the so-called primordial spirit refers to the soul.”

”Then why did he immolate himself? Did Samadhi True Fire lose control?”

Su Changxing watched the still blazing flame, revealing a solemn expression, said softly:

”Do you think these flames came from where? It requires burning the soul, he burned his own soul as a price to summon these flames.”

”This isn’t his Samadhi True Fire, but borrowed from someone else.”

Even Su Changxing felt somewhat apprehensive about these crimson flames, sensing some danger within.

However.

Hua san’s defensive ability was unexpectedly strong, even Samadhi True Fire didn’t harm her in the least, her ability seemed perfectly restraining Samadhi True Fire.

The flames on the young Daoist grew larger and gradually covered his figure.

He fell to the ground, tears swirling in his eyes.

After Tao Yunzhi’s death, dense scarlet death curses surged from all directions, attacking Chenhe’s personnel.

The curses carried the resentment of the deceased, the despairing resentment, the hatred towards Chenhe.

Emotions are born from the soul yet possess more value than the soul, even faith is extracted from emotions, which belongs to the power of Divine Spirit.

These death curses possess emotional power, spreading across this dark world, interwoven in longitude and latitude, forming a great array to seal heaven and earth.

Even without Su Changxing’s arrival, this war would have turned at this moment, heading towards another unknown direction.

This war seemed not only related to their two human sides but also connected to some unknown, mysterious, unimaginable existences.

Death curses would cause more deaths, and more deaths would breed more death curses.

This led to the entwining emotional resentment, so much so that later the death curses didn’t just attack Chenhe’s people, also began attacking Seventeen’s personnel.

Hua san led them towards the center of the battlefield, the death curses had little impact on her.

The ability of ”Inorganic Life” made her largely immune to curse effects.

Along the way, many people were entangled in curses, falling to the ground, rotting and dying.

Tan Xiuning knelt on one knee, panting heavily, his arm covered with blood-red patterns, dripping fresh blood:

”Leader Su, I can’t go on anymore, let me die here.”

He was already injured heavily, entangled in these curses, making him extremely weak, once he collapses here it’s almost a dead end.

Su Changxing, seeing his state, couldn’t help but frown slightly, left eye suddenly shining a white light, using a trace of faith to dispel the death curse on him:

”Keep going, with me here you won’t die.”

He could only care for those around him, faced with such overwhelming death curses, under such circumstances, he was helpless.

Lin Xiuyu’s plan was to bury everyone here, and so far he succeeded, achieving this goal, most importantly killing Tao Yunzhi.

At this moment.

The flamboyant flames still burned fiercely, illuminating the battlefield. Within the flames lay a charred corpse, missing a hand and a leg, a gaping hole in its chest, burned beyond recognition, only broken bones remaining.

The pair of eyes remained vivid, shining with spirit, as if still alive.

Suddenly, tears trickled from the eyes, like clear dew dripping onto arid ground.

The bright red flames first turned pale yellow, then gradually extinguished, leaving desolation.