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Many elders had divine light shooting up from their bodies as they rushed towards Wu Heisha and several others.

That was Xiao Chen's life-saving holy liquid, and it was absorbed by that bastard Huang Yelang. They were extremely furious.

"Ouch, stop it! I'll be lenient with you for the sake of our friendship. Please spare me...Ah! My teeth!"

Zhang Zhengchun begged for mercy, but was punched and half of his teeth were knocked out.

Dozens of palace master-level warriors took action, and Wu Hei quickly turned into a bloody mist after killing a few of them.

The whole story was also made clear. When Huang Yelang was still Zhao Changhe's disciple, he took advantage of Zhao Changhe's protection to notify Wu Heisha and others to sneak into the sect master's mansion, steal the ancient key of the temple, and spend a huge amount of money to imitate it.

Of course, the imitation cannot be compared with the real ancient key and can only be used once.

This was Huang Yelang's backup plan just in case, and he originally thought he would never need it in his lifetime.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Chen suddenly appeared and caused him to break up with Zhao Changhe.

Before Huang Yingxiong came out of seclusion, Huang Yelang wanted to improve his cultivation and happened to need the Daotian Holy Liquid, so he asked Wu Heisha to kill a few people and steal the holy liquid.

Originally, the Huang family asked Wu Heisha to steal all the Yang Liquid, but if that happened, the Yang Pool would be drained, which would trigger the formation and cause strange phenomena, and Zhao Changhe would know immediately. Therefore, he refused and only stole half of it, but he also got a lot of spiritual treasures.

"It was my fault. I didn't expect that bastard Huang Yelang was so cunning. He started plotting against me right then!"

Zhao Changhe blamed himself. Although Wu Hei had killed several people and was already dead, the holy liquid was gone and Xiao Chen was in danger.

"Master, there is no need to blame yourself. No one would have thought that Huang Yelang is so shameless!" Xiao Chen comforted him, trying his best to remain calm. In fact, he felt heavy in his heart. Half of the holy liquid was gone, and he was in danger.

"Although there is only half of the holy liquid and it cannot completely remove the curse, it can suppress it temporarily. Son of God, absorb it first. We will find a way to deal with the rest later!" Zhao Changhe said.

Soon, all the elders left the hall and stood outside the door to protect Xiao Chen.

This is the first time that such a large team of guardians has appeared in the history of Taixu Sect.

"Master, can half a pool of holy liquid suppress the curse in Chen'er's body for a few years?" Wu Qinglong was very worried. Originally, a pool of holy liquid could allow Xiao Chen to completely get rid of the curse, but now there is only half a pool left, and the effect has suffered a devastating blow.

"Difficult!" Zhao Changhe shook his head.

"Can't it be suppressed for even a few years?" Zhao Changhe was surprised.

The other hall masters also looked horrified.

"I've learned about the Holy Son's curse of a thousand calamities. It's caused by the demon king's soul and is extremely sinister and evil, like an evil spirit with its own life. A pool of yang fluid can definitely annihilate it, and half a pool can only seriously injure the demon soul. But in a few months at most, it will recover and stir up trouble again!" Zhao Changhe said.

"What should we do? The Holy Son is extremely talented and is loyal to our Taixu Sect. We can't bear to see him get into trouble!" whispered an old king.

"It's just a king soul. With your strength, can't you get rid of it?" someone else said.

Zhao Changhe smiled bitterly and said, "The King's Soul is small, but the ancient curse is great. Even Senior Green Armor and Senior Red Hair were helpless against this ancient and infamous curse. How can I possibly break it?"

"Alas, the Holy Son's life is too hard, and his luck is too bad!"

"It all depends on the Holy Son's luck!"

"With such a curse, I think it will be very dangerous!"

Everyone sighed.

On the other side, Xiao Chen stood in front of the silver divine pool, surrounded by curling fairy mist and swirling divine clouds, as if he was in a fairyland.

But he felt extremely heavy-hearted.

Something strange has happened again.

He originally thought that he had it all figured out, but unexpectedly, he turned things around at the last moment!

He felt that God was unfair and seemed to be targeting him.

For a moment, he wanted to change his name to Xiao Meidan.

It’s so unlucky, everything goes wrong!

"Master Huang, we are in a desperate situation again! Do you have any suggestions?" Xiao Chen sent a message to Qiongqi.

"Hey, to be honest, you are so unlucky. I have lived for countless years, but this is the first time I have seen anyone as unlucky as you! Now we can only give it a try, but it is very dangerous. I wonder if you dare to take the gamble!" Qiongqi was also amazed at Xiao Chen's bad luck.

"How to fight?"

"First, use half a pool of holy water to suppress the curse, then use the Gods' Sigh to forcibly absorb it and take it back for your own use. If you succeed, you will gain the Way of Doom, which is extremely beneficial. From now on, whenever you dislike someone, you can curse them. If you fail, then you're done for. You can only live for a few months at most."

"What are the chances of success?"

"No one can explain it clearly, because no one has done this before. Everything is unknown." Qiongqi said.

"Okay, let's give it a try!" Xiao Chen gritted his teeth. He had no choice.

He no longer hoped to reap the rewards of misfortune, he just hoped to save his life.

"I am here to protect you, just let go!" Qiongqi appeared and stood beside Xiao Chen.

This time, even he was unsure.

The Gods' Sigh and the Curse of a Thousand Disasters are both rare existences that appear only once in ten thousand years.

No one has tried it.

This was just an idea that came to it in a flash of inspiration. It had no idea whether it would work or to what extent it could go!

It's a crazy idea, to be sure.

But now Xiao Chen has no other choice.

After standing still for a long time, Xiao Chen finally made up his mind and walked towards the Holy Pool with a fearless attitude.

The wind is whistling and the Yi River is cold, the hero will never return once he leaves!

For some reason, Xiao Chen's mind was filled with these two sentences.

In order to better absorb the holy liquid, Xiao Chen took off his robe, revealing his strong physique, and slowly stepped into the Yang Pool surrounded by silver mist.

As soon as he entered, the sacred pool suddenly glowed, and the silver light shot up into the sky, piercing through the roof and soaring into the sky!

Endless silver light surged into Xiao Chen's body. He closed his eyes nervously, ready to endure the heart-wrenching pain.

This was the process used before when absorbing spiritual objects from heaven and earth and allowing massive amounts of energy to enter the body!

But the next moment, Xiao Chen was stunned. Not only was he not in pain, he even showed a hint of comfort.

"Hmm? No pain at all? Warm all over?"

A huge amount of silver light surged like a raging wave, rising a few feet high and slamming into Xiao Chen's body.

He did not feel any pain, but felt comfortable all over.

Soon, the black curse words on his chest were washed away like stains, becoming visibly lighter!

"It's so smooth?" Xiao Chen was a little bit unbelievable.

The process of absorbing the holy liquid was painless and comfortable, which completely confused him. When had he ever had such a smooth game in his life?

"It is worthy of being the divine liquid left by the ancient god of light. The purity of the divine power is terrifying. In just the first round, the power of the evil curse was suppressed. If it continues to develop in this way, maybe Chen boy won't even need the Sighs of the Gods. Only half a pool of holy liquid can dispel the evil curse! Chen boy's fortune is too smooth, isn't it?" Qiongqi said to himself.

Soon, Xiao Chen sat down cross-legged, and the silver pool water flowed over his body and stopped at his dantian. It shone brightly, like the divine liquid after the silver moon melted, viscous and deep.

"Don't be careless, everything is an illusion. It's impossible for me to be so successful!" Xiao Chen tried his best to stay calm.