Chapter 573: The Curse Mage of the Three-Sword Style

Luo En went to that mountain alone.

The mountain path was rugged, surrounded by jagged rocks.

He hurried up the mountain, wanting to find the small dilapidated house that Katsumura Yota had mentioned.

Halfway up the mountain, Luo En suddenly sensed a gloomy energy emanating from all directions.

These energies seemed capable of infecting one's mind, giving Luo En an intensely unpleasant feeling.

But Luo En quickly suppressed this unpleasant sensation within him.

He accelerated again.

At that moment, he seemed to see a small house faintly visible in the distance, hidden within the jungle.

Even from afar, Luo En could feel waves of gloomy energy emanating from the small house.

Indeed, there was something strange here.

Luo En quickened his pace, wanting to take a closer look.

But at that moment, a surge of powerful energy rushed toward Luo En.

Luo En swiftly dodged, surprised that the opponent's reaction speed was too fast.

He hadn't even reached the small house yet, yet the opponent had already struck at him.

The energy carried a very strong aura of curses.

Luo En knew this small room must be the place Katsumura Yota had said held the curse.

But what surprised him was.

Although he could sense the energy released by the curse,

he could not see where the curse itself was located.

Luo En carefully sensed again.

It seemed there was only one curse.

If that was the case, it would be quickly resolved.

He trusted his own strength.

So he accelerated, arriving at the vicinity of the small house in an instant.

Although energy continued to surge toward Luo En,

Luo En suppressed all of it.

When he reached the door, he felt a touch of tension, but he quickly calmed his emotions.

He swiftly pushed open the door.

Creak— the wooden door opened.

A chilling aura poured out of the small wooden house, rushing toward Luo En.

Luo En felt this aura was filled with a rotting stench.

The smell was extremely foul, causing Luo En's head to spin.

But he recovered quickly and stepped back from the small house.

Only after the stench inside had dissipated did he swiftly enter.

The small wooden house appeared to have been unoccupied for years, covered in dust.

Even the wood showed signs of decay.

Weeds and moss grew all around.

After walking around the small wooden house, Luo En found nothing unusual.

But at that moment, Luo En noticed a small jar in the corner of the house.

The jar looked brand-new, as if it had only just been placed there.

A sealing strip was on the jar, but now it was broken into two pieces.

The seal had been broken.

Luo En leaned in to look—inside was completely empty.

It seemed the thing inside had already escaped.

Luo En carefully examined the sealing strip on the small jar—it had been sealed in two layers.

Yet even so, it had failed to contain the thing inside.

It seemed the thing inside was extremely powerful.

At that moment, the entire small house suddenly changed.

Luo En felt as if he had entered a strange space.

Although he was still inside the small house, it had suddenly become walls of bronze and iron.

Even the open door was now tightly shut.

Luo En pushed hard against the door—the wooden door did not budge.

He struck the door with all his strength, yet the door showed no sign of damage.

Luo En was stunned—he knew his energy was already powerful enough; even without using cursed energy, breaking a wooden door should have been easy.

There was no lock on the door, nor any handle for pushing or pulling.

Could the door have been locked from the outside?

Luo En thought carefully—he had seen no signs of any lock outside when he entered.

Strange—where exactly was this? Luo En immediately became alert.

Even the windows had now been sealed shut.

Occasional gusts of gloomy wind seeped in from outside.

But Luo En searched the entire wooden cabin and saw no ventilation openings.

At that moment, the wooden cabin began to shake violently.

Luo En struggled to stabilize his stance.

He swiftly formed a spell pattern, and potent magical energy surged from his body.

It began to coalesce in his hands.

He guarded himself, scanning the surroundings.

Suddenly, thick black mist appeared all around.

Luo En knew the curse was about to strike him.

Moments later, the entire wooden cabin was filled with that black mist.

The mist reeked of blood.

Luo En felt as if he were submerged in blood, an indescribable discomfort pervading his entire body.

The mist seeped everywhere.

It swiftly wrapped around Luo En, trying to bind him.

At the same time, Luo En sensed a sharp presence about to emerge not far away.

The opponent must be preparing their strongest strike.

In this environment, Luo En found it extremely difficult to struggle free.

The cabin's shaking grew even more violent.

Suddenly, powerful energies surged from all directions, crushing Luo En.

Luo En nearly suffocated.

"I thought who had come—it's just another rookie."

A mocking voice echoed from all around the wooden cabin.

The voice gave no clue as to gender or age.

But it was like metal scraping, painfully shrill.

Luo En spoke coldly.

"Where are you? Come out."

The opponent said nothing, instead continuing to press down on Luo En.

Luo En quickly retreated.

At that moment, he suddenly felt a chill beneath his feet.

He looked down.