Chapter 33: Die!" "Die!" "Die!" The power of a curse user

Luo Zhou cast his spell, churning the rivers and tossing the seas!

Great waves rolled around the old Croco-Dragon, and the river waters fell into chaos.

Originally, when Luo Zhou performed this divine ability near water, its range was a square of four zhang. After obtaining the Strength of the River-Tossing Laborer and the Sea-Treading Laborer, this area had quietly expanded to a square of five zhang.

A "five-zhang square" meant a massive circle with a diameter of five zhang, covering a significant area.

Instantly, it agitated the water vapor surrounding the old Croco-Dragon.

Luo Zhou felt that the protective force around the old Croco-Dragon was failing. The Heavenly Divine Seals bestowed by Perfected Master Cuiling had, in this instant, lost their connection to this river and lake.

It lasted only a very short time—less than three breaths.

That was enough.

Luo Zhou moved in a continuous, rapid dash, closing in on the old Croco-Dragon with madness. As the opponent entered his attack range, he performed a throwing motion while running, activating the Strength of Nine Oxen. His Dharma Eye locked onto the opponent's right eye. Dragon-Slaying Piercer, strike!

The Dragon-Slaying Piercer was thrown out; the motion was made, and the hit landed simultaneously, with no visible flight process at all. Within two and a half zhang, it arrived instantly. It could not be dodged, and it could not be blocked; time and space were rendered meaningless.

One end of the Dragon-Slaying Piercer struck the old Croco-Dragon's right eye.

In an instant, it shattered the Qi-condensing shield automatically generated by the old Croco-Dragon, pierced the eye, and entered the brain!

Luo Zhou couldn't help but let out a roar!

"Kill!"

To enter the brain was certain death; the old Croco-Dragon was slain.

Luo Zhou was incomparably joyful, but unexpectedly, the old Croco-Dragon let out a sudden, thunderous roar.

With a boom, it transformed. From its original size of a small dog, it instantly swelled into a giant Croco-Dragon ten zhang long.

The Dragon-Slaying Piercer had struck its right eye, and the eye was completely pulverized. After the transformation, the right eye—now three feet wide—was nothing more than a massive gaping hole; the wound had not changed despite the size increase.

In that split second, Luo Zhou had already activated a Flying Talisman to teleport a hundred zhang away, and then activated another to go another hundred zhang, fleeing far, far away.

Luo Zhou discovered that although his Flying Talismans were called "Flying," they always went exactly where he wished; they never flew erratically.

The old Croco-Dragon roared violently, screaming in agony and struggling. Amidst these wails, a layer of spiritual light appeared upon its body.

The Heavenly Divine Seals bestowed by Perfected Master Cuiling re-established their connection and began to heal it.

The old Croco-Dragon roared and screamed violently. Suddenly, it shouted: "It hurts! It hurts! It hurts!"

Luo Zhou froze. At the end of the day, the old Croco-Dragon was a beast, a dragon-crocodile. Why would a creature screaming in intense pain speak human language? This was completely irrational!

"Mommy, it hurts so much! Help me!"

It actually called for its mother? Who was its mother? Could it be Perfected Master Cuiling? Like the "dog son" from his previous life, treating a pet like a child! However, the dog son of his past life couldn't speak, whereas the old Croco-Dragon possessed intelligence and could speak human tongues.

As it cried out, the spiritual light on its body grew even brighter, intensifying the healing.

Luo Zhou's strike had driven the Dragon-Slaying Piercer into the brain. Once inside the brain, the piercer was bound to explode. The people he had killed previously all had shattered skulls, with brain matter and blood splashing over a zhang. The brain is the head of all things; Luo Zhou did not believe this could be healed.

"Mommy, help! Help me!"

The old Croco-Dragon continued to wail, and this crying was actually effective. The spiritual light grew more intense, and the healing effect improved; at the very least, the pain had lessened.

As the old Croco-Dragon manifested its true form, the City Lord, Fang Daoqi, flew out!

"Yue Canglong, you are back again! Do not rely on your master's reputation to bully..."

The old Croco-Dragon roared, "Shut up! Are you going to kill me?!"

"Fang Daoqi, are you going to kill me?! Do you not care about my mother's wrath?"

It roared madly; this time, it was the one consumed by incomparable fury!

Struck by the old Croco-Dragon's roar, Fang Daoqi was actually silenced. He lost all courage and did not fly closer, instead keeping a wide distance.

The old Croco-Dragon roared, "Who was it? Who hit me!"

Luo Zhou had long since run far away, watching from a distance.

"I hate you all! It hurts so much! I will massacre this city and eat you all!"

"It hurts, it hurts, it hurts!"

Though it cried out in pain, it was visibly self-healing. The Heavenly Divine Seals were working excellently to mend it. It wouldn't die; even with a Dragon-Slaying Piercer in its brain, it would not die!

Luo Zhou felt utter despair. Should he try one more strike? But if he used "Churning the Rivers and Tossing the Seas" again, he wouldn't be able to break through the opponent's Heavenly Divine Seals. The opponent was now on guard; the technique was useless! Even if he broke the seals and drove the piercer into the brain, it wouldn't die. Exposing himself in front of it would surely mean certain death!

Luo Zhou was somewhat speechless. His premonition had come true: he had broken the old Croco-Dragon's seals and driven the piercer into its brain, yet he had not succeeded. The old Croco-Dragon was not dead; it was slowly recovering...

"Fang Daoqi, you all made me hurt. You almost killed me. A massacre is impossible, but hand over five hundred people! I want to eat five hundred people! No, I want a thousand! And no elderly people—I want children and the able-bodied!"

"Yue Canglong, you are going too far! That is impossible!"

The old Croco-Dragon roared fiercely, rushed onto the shore, and headed straight for a residential district.

*Boom!* It smashed through the district gates, tearing down houses and eating anyone it saw. It began to ravage the city!

"Yue Canglong, it's impossible... a thousand people is absolutely impossible..."

Fang Daoqi actually did not dare to stop it, nor could he deploy the Fire Crow Army. He was trying to bargain...

The Fire Crow Army was established by Perfected Master Cuiling; from the moment of their creation, they were inscribed with orders never to harm the old Croco-Dragon. They were fundamentally unable to act.

There were also cultivators within the residential district. One of them was a Qi-Refining stage cultivator, who circulated his true qi and attacked frantically. Some were rescuing the elderly, women, and children, while others fought the old Croco-Dragon.

The old Croco-Dragon bit down on a strong male cultivator who was resisting with a blade, chewing him up in large gulps.

"If not a thousand, then eight hundred!"

"Yue Canglong, stop eating people! Five hundred! Is five hundred okay?"

The old Croco-Dragon took another bite, as if a distance of over ten zhang did not exist. That Qi-Refining cultivator was instantly sucked into its mouth, bitten, and chewed. Once bitten, a Qi-Refining cultivator was doomed; everyone lost the will to resist and could only flee for their lives.

Screams echoed all around. Luo Zhou watched, gritting his teeth. He felt incomparable rage, yet he was powerless!

It was just like last time. He could not kill the old Croco-Dragon; instead, he had provoked it to ravage the land and slaughter all living things. He possessed the intent to kill the enemy, yet he could not strike the blow.

Unfair. It was too unfair! It ate tens of thousands of people, yet because it had someone protecting it from above, it faced no punishment. Unfairness was simply unfairness; the Heavenly Dao was unjust!

Infinite hatred and endless fury welled up in his heart!

Luo Zhou couldn't help but grit his teeth and shout at the old Croco-Dragon, "Die!"

This roar was lost amidst the screams of the crowd, insignificant. But the old Croco-Dragon faltered, as if it had been struck by something.

During its momentary hesitation, the Qi-Refining cultivator struggled desperately to crawl out of its mouth, rolling across the ground toward the distance.

Luo Zhou suddenly realized that his roar had triggered the Curse-Caster's power! A Curse-Caster's spirit is fueled by sincerity; one does not need complex spells. A curse from the heart, a curse from the soul, is the strongest spell of all.

Luo Zhou roared again: "Die!"

He unleashed the full power of the Curse-Caster, a roar of absolute fury, exhausting his essence, qi, and spirit. His throat went hoarse instantly from the shouting.

Under this curse, blood sprayed from the old Croco-Dragon's broken right eye. It was completely stunned. What on earth was happening?

Luo Zhou roared a third time, but he could no longer make a sound. With this roar, all the spiritual energy in his dantian—the Sky-Erosion Qi, the Earth-Borer Qi, the Heavy Water Qi, the Sky Water Qi, the Tide Qi, the Weak Water Qi... all of it exploded, transforming into an invisible force that roared out from his mouth.

But this time, nothing happened to the old Croco-Dragon; it was not injured.

After this roar, Luo Zhou had no strength left and collapsed to the ground. He could no longer curse; a Curse-Caster was still somewhat lacking...

Unexpectedly, Luo Zhou heard a hoarse voice behind him shout: "Die!"

This shout contained infinite terror and death. Luo Zhou looked back; it was not a human. It was a Death-Wraith—a mortal killed by the old Croco-Dragon at some unknown time, now transformed into a Death-Wraith, roaring in fury.

Luo Zhou's third curse, combined with the explosion of all his true qi, caused the Curse-Caster's power to produce a mysterious effect.

"Die!"

Not far away, another Death-Wraith roared. Only Luo Zhou could see the Death-Wraiths; no matter the cultivation realm of others, they could not perceive their existence.

"Die!"

More Death-Wraiths appeared, roaring at the old Croco-Dragon!

"Die!" "Die!" "Die!"

One by one, the Death-Wraiths appeared and roared!

Normally, only mortals recently killed by the old Croco-Dragon would turn into Death-Wraiths; those killed long ago would eventually fade into mere soul-shadows. But at this moment, those soul-shadows all manifested, transforming into Death-Wraiths.

At this point, tens of thousands of Death-Wraiths appeared throughout the city, all staring at the old Croco-Dragon and letting out heaven-shaking roars!

"Die!" "Die!" "Die!" "Die!"

The old Croco-Dragon could actually see these Death-Wraiths now. For the first time, it felt fear!