[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-the-cursed-blade-s-walk":3,"chapter-the-cursed-blade-s-walk-the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-651":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","The Cursed Blade's Walk",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2262956,4415,"Chapter 651: The Earth Trembles, Heroes Revealed","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-651",651,"\u003Cp>What is this?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo’s heart leapt in alarm; he hastily stepped back.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The truth proved that placing too much faith in intelligence inevitably led to trouble.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After Li Yan’s fame spread from the battle at Chengdu Wang Fu, details of his past had circulated far and wide.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Some even traveled to Li Family Fortress in Guanzhong, questioning villagers about Li Yan’s history.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, many things were no longer secrets.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For instance, his ability to summon yin soldiers, and the Divine Transformation Art, among others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But some matters often deceive through appearances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ghost king Wang Xuanmo’s scheme had been thorough.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the Seven Apertures Locking Dragon Array, he scattered Li Yan’s allies…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With paper puppets and ghost-ship yin soldiers, he drained Li Yan’s Divine Transformation Art…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He trapped Li Yan inside the grand hall, even preparing the “Earth Official’s Pardon and Absolution Scroll”…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But man’s plans are no match for heaven’s.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had not anticipated that Yin Jiuge could break this rare array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor had he imagined that Li Yan’s Divine Transformation Art was not limited to one form.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Boom!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With a muffled thud, Li Yan slammed Wang Xuanmo’s head straight into the ground.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Instantly, his skull shattered into a pulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Worse still, Li Yan swiftly drew the Duchen Blade and twisted it through his heart, crushing it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The yin army retreated; frankly, Li Yan felt no regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These ancient devils clearly had protectors in the Great Luo Dharma Realm; even if driven into the underworld, it would be unsafe—better to obliterate them in the yang world, scattering their souls. Though he’d lose the bounty, at least he’d eliminate future threats.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Almost instantly, Ghost King Wang Xuanmo became a pile of rotting flesh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet Li Yan frowned slightly, sensing something amiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo’s aura on this body was rapidly fading.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not scattered into oblivion—but vanishing into thin air.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bad!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The opponent had a secret survival technique.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan immediately deduced the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he knew, certain magical lineages possessed similar transmissions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For example, the Six Yi Immortal Sect, after undergoing the Flower Seal Body, Red Thread Initiation, and Bestowing a Dharma Name, received a “Soul-Storage Iron Plate,” upon which the soul was secretly anchored.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the body was destroyed, the soul would return, gaining a chance to possess a new vessel and be reborn.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, such methods carried many taboos.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under imperial law and orthodox Daoist suppression, few dared openly misuse them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Ghost King Wang Xuanmo, who dared defy the Heavenly Edicts and the Yin Code, naturally had no fear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without hesitation, Li Yan immediately formed a hand seal and drew a deep breath.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Huh~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Under the Jiachi  of the Mingshenfashen , dark winds surged throughout the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All scents within the Luoyang Wang Fu compound flooded into his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the rear garden!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan snapped open his eyes, ready to pursue—but halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Tianquan Array node had been opened.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The urgent priority was suppressing the Seven Apertures Locking Dragon Array.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though reluctant, Li Yan nonetheless approached the throne. The massive hand shrouded in black mist slammed downward, accompanied by a thunderous crash—the golden-carved, jade-inlaid steps shattered, spraying earth and dust.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below, a large iron box, the size of a round table, appeared.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The box bore an ancient design, yet the rust patterns suggested it had not been buried long.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It had been buried personally by Ghost King Wang Xuanmo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Years ago, when the previous Luoyang Prince was executed along with his entire family, Wang Xuanmo used the chaos within the palace to have his inside agent set fire to Qianyang Hall, then disguised himself as a craftsman under the pretense of repairs to tamper with the structure.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of course, Li Yan knew none of this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without further thought, he gripped his treasure blade and slashed upward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ding!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The chains and bronze locks binding the box were severed completely.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Inside lay a Qin Tiger Talisman, no larger than a palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Around it lay a dense tangle of red cords, talismans, and copper coins.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What method is this?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan frowned, unable to decipher it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the same time, Wang Daoxuan and Sha Lifei rushed into the hall.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Young Master Li, leave this place to us!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After hearing the situation, Wang Daoxuan said gravely: “Master Yin Jiuge has already transmitted the suppression method. Shaolin is currently holding back the Mangshan side. Wang Xuanmo will surely go to retrieve the cauldron—we cannot let him succeed!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan nodded. The instant he turned, dark winds surged around him.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the Mingshenfajiachi , his speed was astonishing—he darted through the palace hall atop a storm of wind and black mist, arriving at the garden in barely two breaths.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Luoyang Wang Fu lay to the north; Mangshan lay north of Luoyang City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo had clearly prepared an escape route in advance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Wang Fu garden had become eerily unnatural.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>All century-old cypresses in the garden had withered, their branches twisted like spastic arms; the rockeries were coated in dark green moss; beneath the eaves of the octagonal pavilion hung corroded bronze bells—clearly grave artifacts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along the winding path, paper-made maids stood in rows, their cheeks painted vermilion, startlingly lifelike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sensing Li Yan’s aura, all the paper maids turned their heads simultaneously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But these paper figures did not move—they suddenly shattered, releasing a swarm of venomous insects in a black cloud of whistling smoke.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These insects were small, like flies, clearly inferior to Lu San’s venomous bees.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Yet their buzzing flight stirred a faintly foul, stinking wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In normal circumstances, Li Yan would have needed effort to deal with them—but now, as a Mingshen form, his body was wrapped in yin-evil energy from the underworld; he did not slow at all against the insect swarm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where the black wind passed, the insects froze and fell with a crackling sound.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Shhh!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The gale howled as Li Yan landed atop the rockery.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The scent he had detected was here.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, behind the rockery, the ground had been torn open into a large hole.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Below lay an overturned bronze coffin, filled with thick, blood-colored fluid, floating with membrane-like substances.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A familiar odor filled his nostrils.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It was the “Earth Immortal Body!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When Liu Gang and his wife crafted the Earth Immortal Body in Ezhou’s Earth Immortal Cave, it smelled exactly like this.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, Li Yan had already guessed the reason.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The body is a vessel for crossing suffering; whether returning to life or possessing a new form, entering a new body—no matter how profound one’s former cultivation—requires restarting cultivation from scratch, and one might even fall below one’s former level, with extreme risk.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The “Earth Immortal Body” became the best choice.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With it, one could restore former cultivation in a short time.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Thus, Zhao Changsheng, the Heavenly Saint Sect Master, Liu Gang—all prepared “Earth Immortal Bodies” for themselves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But crafting such a body was not easy; the key was absorbing vast amounts of dragon vein earth qi.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo chose this location to craft it: partly to secretly draw Luoyang’s dragon vein earth qi through the Seven Apertures Locking Dragon Array, and partly to conceal it with the Wang Fu’s yang energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The garden’s decayed state must have formed recently—otherwise, it would have been discovered long ago…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This “Earth Immortal Body” was not yet complete!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo, desperate to use it, had hastily plundered surrounding life energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Li Yan’s thoughts shifted—he shot out, leaping over the rear courtyard wall, wrapped in wind and black mist, crossing two streets, chasing after Wang Xuanmo beyond Luoyang City.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His speed now surpassed even the use of Jia Ma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo had just taken a new body—he could not have gone far.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Indeed, as soon as Li Yan scaled the city wall, he saw a white shadow darting across the wasteland.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The direction: precisely toward the Mangshan region.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Old turtle, come and die!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan roared, chasing after him in a storm of wind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he had guessed, Wang Xuanmo’s “Earth Immortal Body” was not yet fully complete.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His face had been reshaped; his figure stood tall and noble, radiating an otherworldly aura.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>If the opponent’s plan succeeds—taking the Yu Province Cauldron far overseas to establish a nation—no one knows how many years later, new myths would spread, claiming that the primordial celestial being descended, bearing the visage of a god.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Unfortunately, Wang Xuanmo is now in a pitiful state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His head had no hair yet, his clothes hadn’t even been put on; his entire body was bare, like a peeled egg, still dripping sticky fluid, with only a bundle slung over his shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing Li Yan’s roar, his eyes filled with fury and terror.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was furious: as a Ghost Emperor, he had been driven into such disgrace by a mere youth.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was terrified: the plan seemed to have gone awry.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Above, a vast blood-red vortex crackled with lightning; the central cauldron-shaped dark cloud still lingered, yet after so long, the Yu Province Cauldron had still not emerged.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Where had he miscalculated?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Without the Yu Province Cauldron’s emergence to spark chaos in the Central Plains, the subsequent plan to sail overseas was but a mirage.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Behind him, Li Yan’s speed increased further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo had just obtained his Earth Immortal Body and could barely manage his evasion techniques.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the distance between them shrank, Wang Xuanmo finally stopped fleeing, whirled around, and pulled five black ritual flags from his bundle, swiftly planting them into the ground, stepping the Nine Stars, and chanting incantations.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hoo~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the incantation sounded, dark winds erupted all around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Amid the gales, countless wailing cries and battle shouts could be heard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Vast quantities of yin-sha energy rose from the earth, flowing into the five black flags, then transforming into rolling black mist that spread in all directions.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, the five-li radius blurred beyond recognition.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Within the black mist, shadowy figures began to appear.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan was startled, taken aback.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He had thought the opponent was spent—but now he saw such a technique still remained.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Summoning troops was nothing new; even moderately strong magical lineages gathered and trained soldiers, and every major city in Shenzhou had its She Ling troops enshrined in the City God temples—the bedrock of Shenzhou’s stability.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this speed and scale of summoning could not possibly be achieved by a single person.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those five black flags were strange…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he grew wary, shadowy figures suddenly emerged from the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These figures had indistinct features, yet faintly wore court robes from different dynasties.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan frowned, incredulous.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These things looked like malevolent ghosts—but they carried the scent of incense energy…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Were they wild gods?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How could there be so many!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he accelerated, the shadowy figures in the mist multiplied further.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>There were emperors and generals, as well as nobles in brocade robes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he drew near, Li Yan suddenly halted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>With the appearance of these figures, the earth’s qi began to boil.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath his feet rumbled violently, as if a dragon turned over; as the earth’s qi flowed in, the black mist rose higher and higher, forming a mountain range…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This feeling—was it Mangshan?!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan had never seen such a technique; even his Ghost God Body dared not move recklessly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He did not know that the black flags Wang Xuanmo used were the very treasures of the Yin Fu Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the Yin Fu Sect had perished, its origins were ancient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At the end of the Eastern Han, as the realm plunged into chaos, a disciple of Zuo Ci, horrified by the sight of “bones exposed on the wild,” grew disillusioned with his master’s ways and twisted his nature, fusing Yin Mountain’s spirit-controlling arts with the Taiping Dao’s Huang Tian Talismans to forge the Yin Fu Seven Arts.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the Battle of Red Cliffs in Jian’an Thirteenth Year, he founded the Yin Fu Soldier Burial Mound on the northern slopes of Mangshan, using the resentment of the dead from Red Cliffs to forge the “Red Cliffs Yin Armor Army”—the Chuxing  of the Yin Fu Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In the centuries that followed, this dark lineage grew, secretly accomplishing many great deeds, but due to its perilous techniques, practitioners often suffered backlash and were relentlessly hunted by orthodox sects, until it gradually vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the last patriarch, Wang Xuanmo naturally took all the treasures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These five ritual flags were the infamous Huang Tian Five Elements Flags of the late Eastern Han—used by Zhang Jiao to topple the realm, with Yellow Turban armies fighting by day and yin soldiers roaming by night; after falling into the hands of the Yin Fu Sect’s founder, they were fully refined during the chaos of the Three Kingdoms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But later, they were shattered by the Thunder Arts of the Zhengyi Sect.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Though the fierce soldiers within the flags were destroyed, their foundation remained, and Wang Xuanmo had placed them in Yin Mountain for refinement.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In short, their origins were undeniably immense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Li Yan halted, Wang Xuanmo’s manic voice echoed from the mist: “Boy, you’re still too green. If I meant to take the Yu Province Cauldron, do you think I’d come unprepared?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he spoke, strange sounds emerged from the mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong! Dong! Dong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth’s qi trembled, like thunderous drums echoing across the land.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This vibration resonated through the earth’s qi, harmonizing with Mangshan.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Dong! Dong! Dong!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The ground beneath Mangshan also shuddered in response.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Pu!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The monks atop the Northern Wei imperial tombs, at Shaolin, spat blood again in unison.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The earth veins are trembling!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Someone is meddling!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Worse—the Yu Province Cauldron is about to emerge!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Faced with this scene, even Master Huiyuan of Shaolin wore a face of profound sorrow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Meanwhile, at the Shangqing Palace, the Lushena Buddha, and other key points in Luoyang, the earth’s qi also began to quake.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those guarding the acupoints were thrown into dizziness, nausea, and chest oppression.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing this, Li Yan no longer cared for anything else.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He dissolved his Ghost God Body; two Soul-Grabbing Thunder Chains shot out with a hiss.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As he chanted the spell, bolts of heavenly lightning instantly descended.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ziiii~\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan’s body crackled with lightning, transforming once more into his Thunder God Body, charging straight into the black mist.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This strange formation was indeed extraordinary.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The earth veins’ qi surged upward, pressing in from all sides, steadily eroding Li Yan’s thunder Gang .\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After traveling less than a hundred li, his thunder light had visibly dimmed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo’s triumphant laugh rang from the mist: “All arts under heaven have their origins, transformations, and countermeasures. Your divine transformation merely borrows external power—mortal strength cannot move mountains!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Crack!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Before he finished speaking, Li Yan leapt upward; the Soul-Grabbing Chains summoned more heavenly lightning.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Boy, are you seeking death?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo’s voice dripped with mockery: “Your divine transformation is powerful, but it’s still a mortal body. You’ve already used it thrice today—how many more can you endure…?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But Li Yan paid him no heed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Using the last flash of lightning, he suddenly realized he was surrounded by the shadowy figures.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This time, he saw clearly: they were emperors and generals, their features pale white, eyes tightly shut…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Who are they?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan had a suspicion—his eyes filled with disbelief.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hahahaha…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo’s voice was smug: “Since you’ve figured it out, let me introduce them.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This one is Emperor Guangwu; that one, Emperor Ming of Han; that youth, Emperor Xian of Han; then Cao Pi of Wei, Sima Yan of Jin, Lü Buwei, Ban Chao, Di Renjie, Yan Zhenqing…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Bullshit!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Li Yan spat: “How dare you? These men are long gone—where are their heroic souls?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmph!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Wang Xuanmo sneered: “They are dead, but for a thousand years, people on Mangshan have offered sacrifices—incense energy naturally coalesced into deities, all gathered by my Yin Fu Sect’s treasures.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“This—this is why I call myself Ghost Emperor!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Born in Suzhou and Hangzhou, buried on Mangshan’s northern slopes—with these hundreds of imperial and general deities, the Yu Province Cauldron cannot escape my grasp!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",2672,"2026-06-19T18:28:35.913Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","ad0deb5522f833cef6aca2e77ff2dda59380f7cf367c5509cbcc19cb1e78d33d","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-652","the-cursed-blade-s-walk-chapter-650",801,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fthe-cursed-blade-s-walk-cover.jpg"]