The Rogue Villager Chen Erbao

Chen Erbao bit his tongue hard, forcing himself to calm down.

He mentally calculated the time. 'If this keeps up, my Dantian will be torn apart by the black mist in less than five minutes. When that happens, forget about surviving—my entire Cultivation will definitely be gone!'

The more life-threatening the moment, the calmer Chen Erbao became.

While sealing his meridians and enduring the excruciating pain, he searched through the Joyful Technique for a solution.

'When the little ghosts appeared, Xia Qingxue said it was some kind of Curse Technique...'

'A way to counter a Curse Technique...'

Time passed, second by second. Gu Li was still fighting Hua Yueqing and Chen Fang with all his might. As long as he could defeat these two, he would have a chance to kill Chen Erbao for good.

Even though the situation had become this desperate, he felt there was still a chance to turn it all around!

Lu Shan was still unconscious. Song Yao's injuries were so severe she couldn't even open her eyes, leaving her semi-conscious.

Gu Li dragged his battered body, fighting Hua Yueqing and Chen Fang to the death.

There was no sign of life from Chen Sheng; he didn't even stir.

Xia Qingxue struggled to her feet, crawling towards Chen Erbao inch by inch.

She didn't know how to break this ancient Curse Technique either, but no matter what...

She had to see Chen Erbao's condition with her own eyes!

「Banna Suburbs.」

With a crazed expression, Charles knelt and kowtowed before the statue. Simultaneously, his hands continuously formed seals, directing the black mist to consume the two strands of hair.

But the strands of hair, though flickering like a candle in the wind, refused to be crushed!

"Great Shiva, help me slaughter all my enemies! Their Dantians and flesh will be my most sincere offering!"

...

'Not this one! This isn't it either! Curse Technique! How to break a Curse Technique!'

Chen Erbao sifted through a sea of Cultivation Techniques, Divine Communication, and Taoist Techniques, all while enduring the searing pain of the black mist devouring his meridians. His body temperature soared, turning him as red as a boiled crawfish.

'I found it! The Spirit-Burning Secret Technique... It burns Spiritual Power to briefly step into a High Realm. Divine Sense and Spiritual Power are enhanced a hundredfold, but the side effects are extremely severe. My body will be immolated by Spiritual Power, and there's a chance I'll lose all my Cultivation...'

'There's no time! The Taoist Skill needed to break the curse would take time to cultivate. Even if I found one, I might not be able to learn it in time... But with my Divine Sense and Spiritual Power enhanced a hundredfold and my Realm temporarily boosted, I should be able to completely dispel these three little ghosts...'

Feeling the pressure in his Dantian about to reach its breaking point, Chen Erbao gritted his teeth. He hesitated no longer and immediately began to execute the circulation method of the Spirit-Burning Secret Technique.

BOOM!

The moment he began, Chen Erbao felt his pink Spiritual Power ignite and boil through his sea of consciousness like gasoline.

His eight extraordinary meridians, his limbs, and his entire body instantly burst into flames!

The black mist within his meridians sizzled and slowly dissipated, scorched by the burning Spiritual Power.

Immense power flooded Chen Erbao's body. His Divine Sense skyrocketed, and the fluctuations of his Spiritual Power grew increasingly intense.

To the outside world, this manifested as powerful waves of Inner Strength radiating from Chen Erbao, so strong that they even forced the three people fighting in the distance to a halt.

Utterly horrified, Gu Li stared at Chen Erbao's levitating body as if he'd seen a ghost.

"This… This is an aura that surpasses a Grandmaster… Impossible!"

Hua Yueqing and Chen Fang also stared at Chen Erbao, utterly shocked.

Although Xia Qingxue was startled, she breathed an inward sigh of relief. 'Whatever ace he had up his sleeve, all that matters is that he's okay!'

The invisible waves of energy grew stronger, making the very air around them feel thick and stagnant.

Chen Erbao abruptly opened his eyes.

His calm gaze seemed to hold the entire cosmos, inspiring a deep-seated awe in all who met it.

He ignored their shocked stares, placed one hand over his Dantian, and yanked!

"Aaaah..."

A piercing shriek instantly echoed through the entire factory. Everyone's scalp tingled as they watched the three twisted specters in Chen Erbao's hand, a chill running down their spines.

Chen Erbao stared coldly at the three small specters. He closed his eyes slightly, and his Divine Sense plunged into their bodies!

Brutality, cruelty, bloodlust, slaughter...

A wave of negative emotions washed over him.

Deep within this chaotic torrent of emotions, a pitch-black tunnel lay hidden.

It was embedded in the void like a shard of broken glass, seemingly connecting to another location.

Chen Erbao sent his Divine Sense probing down the tunnel, and he saw the scene at the other end.

...

Charles's gaze was locked on the black mist in mid-air. The surrounding talisman paper trembled violently, as if urging the mist to quicken its consumption.

The two strands of hair grew ever more resilient, somehow holding out against the encroaching black mist until this very moment.

The very instant Chen Erbao began burning his Spiritual Power, the two strands of hair erupted with spiritual light, shoving the black mist back and leaving Charles utterly dumbfounded.

"Fuck! How is that possible... No, impossible!"

Before his horrified eyes, the ball of black mist looked as if it had been seized by something. It twisted frantically in mid-air, trying to flee in every direction, but it could not break free!

Somehow, Charles felt a pair of eyes staring at him from beyond the black mist...

...

'Immortal Technique—Dusty Thought! A single thought can cross the ages, leaving nothing in heaven or earth a place to hide. It uses Divine Sense as a thread, fine as a mote of dust, and can be preserved for ten years!'

Chen Erbao had found a tracking Immortal Technique within the Joyful Technique. He condensed a sliver of his Divine Thought into an anchor point and sent it through the tunnel within the specter's body, landing it on the bare-chested figure on the other side!

He didn't know who the man was, but his own eyes radiated with thick killing intent as he stood silently in the void and whispered, "I will kill you, sooner or later!"

With the external threat dealt with, Chen Erbao's gaze fell upon the dumbstruck Gu Li.

The moment Gu Li saw Chen Erbao look his way, he turned to flee.

SHINK!

He had barely turned when he froze, his expression going slack, as if struck by lightning.

A sharp longsword had pierced through his chest!

Gu Li looked down at the sharp tip of the blade, his mouth opening as if to speak. In the end, he could only close his eyes and collapse to his knees.

With a wave of his hand, Chen Erbao recalled the longsword. He then glanced at Chen Sheng, who was still lying on the ground. He sent a palm strike across the distance, and Chen Sheng's head exploded like a fragile watermelon!

"Mr. Chen, you..."

A hint of joy surfaced in Xia Qingxue's eyes as she looked at the overwhelmingly powerful Chen Erbao.

Chen Erbao was about to speak, but his powerful Divine Sense suddenly alerted him to the arrival of three more minivans outside the Steel Mill.

Hua Yueqing and the others also sensed the commotion outside and turned to look.

Chen Erbao waved his hand. "You all rest. I'll be right back."

In the next moment, he vanished without a sound.

The group exchanged glances, then decided to sit and meditate to regulate their breathing while they waited for Chen Erbao's return.

Swift as lightning, Chen Erbao's figure appeared outside the Steel Mill in an instant.

Dozens of men poured out of the three minivans. They were led by two Stewards of the Celestial God Sect, while the other cultists brandished rifles. Some even carried grenades and explosives.

"Who are you?"

The two leading Stewards were about to lead their men inside when they spotted Chen Erbao at the entrance. They warily aimed their guns at him.

"Celestial God Sect?"

Chen Erbao asked, his expression unreadable.

In truth, there was no need to ask. He could clearly see that every one of them had an eagle tattoo on their arm—the exact same one that had been on Gu Li's head.

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