Fantasy: I Have a Max-Level Immortal Emperor Account

Chapter 137 The Power of Curse, Top-Grade Spirit Wine!

The land of Dongzhou, the southwestern border.

It is Xingdao Lake, the largest lake in Dongzhou. The lake is comparable to the boundless sea in the East. There are many islands in the lake, scattered like stars on Xingdao Lake.

This is the location of Star Island Sanctuary.

Star Island.

A gigantic island spanning billions of kilometers, entirely occupied by the Star Island Sanctuary.

Inside the side hall of the sect in the Star Island Holy Land.

Yang Zhao, the Holy Lord of Star Island, who was in seclusion cultivating on the spiritual dragon vein, had a burly body draped in a black robe. Just one glance at him was enough to give people a sense of mental pressure.

Sudden.

Yang Zhao suddenly opened his tightly closed eyes.

He opened his right hand and summoned a Blood Spirit Jade Talisman from his storage ring. The talisman was already shattered, and the divine consciousness of Yang Wensong preserved within it had dissipated.

Upon seeing the shattered jade talisman, Yang Zhao's body trembled violently.

He only has one son.

Immediately, Yang Zhao's lips moved slightly, and he uttered a series of complex incantations. When the runes fell onto the jade talisman, they were blocked by an inexplicable force.

"This power is a curse!"

A cold glint flashed in Yang Zhao's eyes.

"Shadow Guard!"

Yang Zhao said in an icy voice.

As soon as he finished speaking, a person completely shrouded in black robes knelt before Yang Zhao and said respectfully, "Holy Lord!"

"Investigate Song'er's recent movements. I need a reply in half an hour!"

Yang Zhao gave the instructions.

"Yes!"

Then, the shadow guard accepted the order and took his leave. As he retreated into the shadows, his entire figure vanished as if melting away.

In a blink of an eye.

Half an hour has passed.

"Holy Lord, Holy Son Wensong and Holy Maiden Murong went to the Demon Court's secret realm recently and have not returned!"

The shadow guard replied.

"Who sent Song'er?"

Yang Zhao tried to calm himself down as he asked the question.

"It was Wen Song Shengzi's own request, and the Grand Elder arranged it!" the shadow guard said.

"Go back!"

Yang Zhao continued.

Only after the shadow guard left did a thoughtful look flash across Yang Zhao's eyes.

The Grand Elder is a ninth-level Tribulation Realm expert. As the strongest person in the Star Island Holy Land, he has no need to plot against Yang Wensong.

"Could it be that Song'er really just had an accident in the Demon Court's secret realm?"

Yang Zhao thought of the curse power on the jade talisman, and a trace of sadness appeared in his eyes.

Within the human race of the Eastern Continent, only a few small and medium-sized families research this strange power of curse, and the aspects they study are very one-sided and superficial, so it has never been brought to the forefront.

But what he never expected was that his son, Yang Wensong, would fall victim to this curse.

"No, I must find out the truth!"

Yang Zhao thought to himself.

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Within the Demon Court's secret realm.

The realm of the demonic apes within the jungle.

Blood was everywhere on the cave-covered mountain and the square, flowing down the hillside like a stream, even threatening to form a river.

Inside the jungle.

After Lin Xuan and Xiao Yu slaughtered more than 700 Storm Demon Apes, a small blood-red lake was formed in a low-lying area of ​​the jungle.

Shocking.

on the square.

After hearing Murong Haitang's account, Lin Xuan and the others felt even more strongly that Yang Wensong deserved to die.

"I never expected that the dignified Holy Master of Star Island would produce such a person as Yang Wensong. It's truly ironic!"

Lin Xuan said.

"Yang Wensong is the son of your Star Island Holy Master. If you go back, you might encounter some trouble!"

Lin Xuan said with a slightly solemn expression.

"It's alright. My master is one of the six elders of the Star Island Holy Land, and his status is no lower than that of the Holy Lord. Although he is the Holy Lord, my status is not low either!"

A hint of gratitude appeared in Murong Haitang's eyes as she spoke softly.

Zhao Ling'er, standing to one side, seemed unaware that Murong Haitang's tone had subtly changed from before.

But now, because Xiaoyu is constantly making a fuss about finding the top-grade spiritual wine brewed by these demonic apes, the situation is different.

After a while.

Led by Murong Haitang, the group of four headed straight for the back of the cave mountain.

Inside a huge natural stone cave, a medicinal pool covering half an acre was discovered.

A rich, misty spiritual energy wafted above the medicinal pool.

Upon sensing this rich spiritual energy, the more than six thousand python-dragon cells in Lin Xuan's body excitedly opened their mouths, seemingly waiting for a command to begin devouring.

"As expected of a dwelling in this jungle, this spirit wine contains at least several kinds of spirit herbs of grade eight or above. It is indeed not easy for these few Storm Demon Apes to obtain such a thing!"

Lin Xuan sighed.

"Haha, this wine smells so good!"

Excited, Xiaoyu casually took a sip of spiritual wine, opened her mouth and swallowed it. Instantly, she felt the spiritual energy she had just consumed being replenished, and the speed of her cultivation technique increased. The power of the wine and the medicinal properties circulated in her meridians, achieving a body-tempering effect.

However, with his ten-thousand-year-old tree spirit body, even after swallowing just one bite, he already felt a slight swelling in his abdomen.

Murong Haitang and Zhao Ling'er on the side also followed suit, taking a small sip. The rich spiritual energy flowed wildly through their meridians, enveloping them both.

This is practically like swallowing a spiritual herb of grade five or higher!

When Zhao Ling'er thought about how the small sip of the top-grade spirit wine he had just drunk had such an effect, a look of shock flashed in her eyes.

"Great Devouring Technique!"

next moment.

Standing beside the medicinal pool, Lin Xuan connected his divine sense with the natal talisman of the Great Devouring Technique and activated it instantly.

boom--

The entire half-acre medicinal pool boiled, like scalding hot water.

Wow!

The sound of flowing water could be heard.

What happened next left Zhao Ling'er and the others speechless.

Suddenly, a stream of water shot up from the boiling medicinal pool, tracing a graceful arc through the air before landing directly into Lin Xuan's mouth.

Simultaneously.

Centered on Lin Xuan, a powerful pulling force suddenly emanated, and a continuous stream of spiritual energy poured into his thousands of acupoints.

bang bang bang-

Inside Lin Xuan's body.

Hundreds of python dragon cell particles successfully transformed one after another. Under the influence of this top-grade elixir, the newly transformed python dragon cells grew rapidly. Subsequently, the rate of cell particle transformation remained at a high speed.

Immediately afterward, Lin Xuan exuded an astonishing aura of a python dragon.

Gudong Gudong——

Lin Xuan continued to gulp down the top-grade spirit wine, the sound of him swallowing echoing in the ears of Zhao Ling'er and the other two.

"How can this be!"

Zhao Ling'er, Murong Haitang, and Xiaoyu all showed a look of surprise.

Although Xiaoyu and Zhao Ling'er both knew that Lin Xuan could swallow spirit medicine whole, they had both tried it themselves. The power of this top-grade spirit wine was such that even a small sip had the power of a fifth-grade spirit medicine. As for Lin Xuan drinking it like that, it was simply unimaginable.