Chapter 1500: Curse Countermeasure

Curse Countermeasure

Dagger, doll, cursed tag, ring...

The moment these tools touched Suxi's palm, the curse instantly spread. It was unknown which of the tools had taken effect, but Suxi's palm directly turned into a puddle of foul-smelling blood!

Suxi let out a miserable scream as half of his arm had already disappeared. That pile of cursed tools clattered onto the ground, still exuding an extremely bizarre aura.

"What the hell are these things?!"

Suxi had never seen such a bizarre situation. He looked up at Jiang Xiaohua, who was frozen in midair.

At the same time, the chess pieces stuffed into Jiang Xiaohua's body violently exploded all at once. But Jiang Xiaohua's body wasn't blasted into flying ash like he had imagined...

Jiang Xiaohua merely let out a light burp.

Suxi: ???

His figure instantly vanished, and when he reappeared, he was already on the chessboard in front of Jiang Xiaohua.

"[Quake]—!!"

Suxi formed a hand seal with one hand, his voice resembling thunder.

The next second, Jiang Xiaohua's vision blurred. It was as if his chest had been violently smashed by a sledgehammer, and his field of vision directly detached from the back of his head...

At this moment, he saw his own back, the chessboard beneath his feet, and the chilling glint in Suxi's eyes.

The instant Jiang Xiaohua's soul left his body, Suxi formed another hand seal!

A pitch-black soul-controlling chain shot out, piercing through the chest of Jiang Xiaohua's soul!

Click—

The chain let out a soft sound. As Suxi yanked it backward, Jiang Xiaohua's soul was unexpectedly dragged out of his body by sheer force, floating in front of Suxi.

Losing its support, Jiang Xiaohua's physical body crashed onto the chessboard with a thud, lying motionless like a corpse.

From Suxi making his move to Jiang Xiaohua's soul being captured, the entire process took no more than two seconds. Suxi was indeed wary of this guy's bizarre curses, but when it came to manipulating souls, he had enough confidence in himself.

Suxi released the ghost of the Path of Strategy, letting it float back into the River Styx. His gaze fell upon Jiang Xiaohua's soul beside him, and he spoke indifferently,

"The curses on your physical body are indeed very formidable..."

"Unfortunately, your soul is now merely my accessory."

Entangled in chains, Jiang Xiaohua's soul floated beside Suxi like a tethered dog, but there wasn't the slightest bit of panic on his face. Instead, a smile surfaced.

"Who is whose accessory... is still unknown."

Suxi was stunned.

The next second, an intense purple hue erupted in the eyes of Jiang Xiaohua's soul. He backhandedly grabbed the chain piercing his chest, and a curse engraved into the soul used the chain as a medium to forcefully pour backward into Suxi's body!!

[I will forever feel the pain, I will forever remember the sorrow, I will never forget]

Unprecedented pain engulfed Suxi's soul like a surging wave. He widened his eyes in disbelief, unable to control himself from letting out a miserable, shrill howl!!!

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

"Your curse can actually pollute souls??"

"You... you... just who are you?!!"

"I am Jiang Xiaohua."

Jiang Xiaohua grabbed that chain and gave it a forceful yank, actually dragging Suxi's soul out of his physical body in reverse, floating beside him like a balloon dog on a leash.

And Jiang Xiaohua slowly laid back down into his physical body on the ground.

A moment later, he sat up.

The Ghost Path special envoy, who was supposed to control ghosts, became the "ghost" controlled by Jiang Xiaohua using the chain. At this moment, the identities of the ghost and the ghost controller were completely reversed!

If the other special envoys were to see this scene, their eyeballs would probably pop out from shock... Having been Ghost Path special envoys for so many years, they had never heard of a special envoy's soul being counter-controlled by another soul.

Jiang Xiaohua stretched his limbs a bit, his gaze looking at Suxi's soul connected to the other end of the chain.

Suxi glared at him.

"Let me go!!!"

"No," Jiang Xiaohua shook his head.

"I'm warning you... This is the Ancient Vault of the Ghost Path. Even if you control me, you will still be targeted by the Ghost Path. You guys won't be able to escape!"

Facing Suxi's threat, Jiang Xiaohua spoke again as if he hadn't heard it at all,

"Take me to find my companions."

"In your dreams! They are probably already dead right now! It's impossible for you..."

"Ahhhhhhh!!!!"

When Suxi was halfway through his words, Jiang Xiaohua once again used the chain to transmit pain to Suxi, hurting the latter so much that he rolled madly in the void.

"Take me to find them," Jiang Xiaohua repeated once more.

"..." Suxi gnashed his teeth.

Ultimately, he still yielded. He raised his hand and pointed at a certain direction from afar.

...

Boom—!!!

Ancient killing intent violently collided in the air, and a figure flew backward like a kite with a broken string. The figure directly crashed through several tall buildings, smashing web-like cracks into the ground.

Beneath the sky of the Ghost City, an armor-clad figure in white flew into the clouds like a roaming dragon. Holding a long sword, he looked down coldly at Jian Changsheng in the ruins.

"You... are too weak."

A bloodstained hand grabbed the edge of a crack and slowly crawled out from the ruins. Jian Changsheng forcefully spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, the black armor on his body already torn and tattered.

The same Divine Path, the same path, the same killing intent... but the Ghost Path special envoy could exert the strength of Rank 8, while Jian Changsheng could at most exert up to Rank 7.

Under the disparate gap in power, Jian Changsheng was beaten until he almost didn't have the strength to fight back. If it weren't for the extremely tenacious vitality of a [Shura], he probably would have already died at Da'an's hands.

"Damn it... Do you think you're so great just because you have a bunch of ghosts backing you up?!"

Jian Changsheng clenched his fists tightly, thin streams of fresh blood flowing down from the corners of his mouth. A layer of black began to seep into his pupils.

Surging killing intent gushed from his body, several times more solid than just now. A giant pillar of killing intent that rushed into the sky almost pierced through the cloud layer. Inside it, it was as if a pair of hollow pupils slowly opened...

Jian Changsheng's pupils, soaked in blackness, grew increasingly sharp and icy, as if another personality was beginning to take control of the body.

Seeing this scene, Da'an furrowed his brow slightly.

"So that's how it is..."

"I know what you've come for."

Da'an gripped the long sword increasingly tighter. Under the swaying of the chains, the fragmented ghost of Bai Qi was bound tighter and tighter, and the killing intent emanating from Da'an also became increasingly rich...

"You want to reclaim your soul here, borrow this brat's body to complete your resurrection, and once again prove your path as a Demigod of the Path of the Soldier... Unfortunately, I am destined not to let you have your way."

"Your era has already passed, Bai Qi!"

Da'an's voice was as cold as frost. As the chains bound to Bai Qi's ghost grew increasingly taut, a massive amount of dense cracks even began to surface on the latter's ghost!

Da'an intended to destroy his fragmented soul right in front of Bai Qi!