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On the other side, Sun Hui, who had been summoned, looked nervous.

His nervousness didn't last long, as Xuan Huang swiftly injected the Cursed Blood Mark into Sun Hui's body.

"Ugh." A painful groan escaped Sun Hui as he felt an intense pain all over his body, as if a worm had burrowed into him.

It took a while for Sun Hui to stabilize.

Xuan Huang probed with his will and, as he had expected, it was a success. He could inject the Cursed Blood Mark into cultivators.

Moreover, the mark rapidly absorbed Sun Hui's energy and blood. Sun Hui was already injured from his previous battle with the bootleg Cursed, and hadn't fully recovered, only to be invaded by the Cursed Blood Mark.

"Pfft!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Master Xuan, I'm fine," Sun Hui quickly said, indicating that he was alright.

"I'm not worried about you. I know you're fine. Even if something happened, it wouldn't matter. It's okay to be injured to rebuild yourself stronger," Xuan Huang said indifferently.

Sun Hui: …

He felt like his performance was wasted; Master Xuan didn't care at all that he vomited blood.

"Spitting out some blood is good. Spitting out more will help you cultivate back even better," Xuan Huang added.

Xuan Huang knew his Furnace Method too well. The key was 'refinement', and the best refinement came from breaking down and rebuilding. It was impossible without breaking down first.

Cultivators of the Furnace Method were particularly resilient. It was even better if they were beaten half to death and then cultivated back, as they would have strong vitality.

Besides, Sun Hui was a first-order cultivator; he wouldn't die even if all his bones were broken and his flesh separated. Continuing to refine himself would only make him stronger.

"Later, I'll have to extract the Cursed Blood Mark, so you'll have to endure it a bit longer," Xuan Huang said, looking at the despondent Sun Hui.

"Come, come, pass around the image of the Cursed Blood Mark."

He reached out and took the Cursed Blood Mark propagation diagram from Xuan Huang.

Xuan Huang had asked Xu Ruyi for this a long time ago, in order to deal with the Cursed Zombie when he became strong enough.

After taking the image from Xuan Huang, Sun Hui's gaze turned to the three.

He had seen the schadenfreude of those three old things earlier. Did they think he was blind?

Prepare to die, old geezers.

"Come over here quickly. Hurry up and fulfill Master Xuan's instructions, don't dawdle," Sun Hui said to the three.

In fact, the three didn't delay.

And then…

Under Xuan Huang's gaze, Yan Lai and the others, due to viewing the bloody death characters, triggered the pattern, and a mark was born out of thin air.

Well, not exactly out of thin air. The source of this blood-colored mark was the Cursed Zombie, but the energy was provided by the three themselves.

This was the domineering aspect of the Cursed Zombie's blood mark. The energy to condense the blood mark had to be provided by the victims.

"Later, when I extract your Cursed Blood Marks, you will be injured. I will send you out of Purgatory. Do you all understand?"

"Understood."

The four nodded.

"Alright, let's begin."

As he spoke, Xuan Huang's will entered their bodies, burrowing into their flesh, and then quickly located the lurking Cursed Blood Marks.

His will formed into hands, grabbing the Cursed Blood Marks and forcefully pulling them out.

"Ah!"

"Hiss!"

The four couldn't help but groan in pain. Forcibly extracting the Cursed Blood Mark, the stronger it was, the more uncomfortable it was. This Cursed Blood Mark was like a parasite.

Meanwhile, on the other side!

Torahak, who was about to self-detonate, suddenly felt a loosening all over his body.

"What's going on?"

Wu Li Manto had already prepared himself, waiting for his companion to self-detonate, to briefly break through the coverage of the crimson light and then quickly escape.

But he also suddenly felt a loosening all over his body. The unsolvable red light suddenly dissipated.

While the two were surprised and doubtful, they saw the Cursed Zombie begin to blur, as if some pattern had been triggered.

"I don't know."

The two had narrowly escaped death, and before they could think for long, they saw a stream of black blood, like a long river, emerge from the rotten wooden coffin, following a kind of guidance, and break through the air.

And the entire Cursed Zombie suddenly fell into silence, without a sound, quietly suspended in the air.

The four black iron chains clattered, seemingly trying to restrain it, not allowing it to leave.

That is to say, what the Cursed Blood Mark summoned was only the black blood from the rotten wooden coffin, while the Cursed Zombie itself was tightly locked by the coffin and the black iron chains.

"Go!"

Wu Li Manto and Torahak didn't want to think too much.

They were confused when they arrived, and they were just as confused now.

They didn't know what was going on at all. They were attacked as soon as they arrived, and then the alien who was about to self-detonate suddenly stopped, and then seemed to fall into silence.

"Bang!"

"Not good, we're still within his attack range, we can't leave."

Torahak, a mass of gas, crashed into a wall, trying to leave but was blocked.

"Use the teleportation channel," Wu Li Manto said.

"But, but, we haven't explored any information yet," Torahak said unwillingly.

"But it's too dangerous here, our sacrifice is too great," Wu Li Manto said.

Torahak said, "It's precisely because our sacrifice is too great that I'm unwilling. Besides, we're still within the alien's magic range. Who can guarantee that our teleportation won't be affected? What if it's also blocked?"

After Torahak finished speaking, Wu Li Manto fell silent.

He was still unwilling.

Moreover, Torahak was right. They only had one chance to return. If they couldn't return due to the alien's magic, everything would be in vain.

Not only would they not be able to return, but they would also waste their only chance to return.

So-called panic makes people unwise. Although they weren't humans, they were even dumber than humans. The spark of wisdom was far from that of humans.

The two's style of doing things looked very childish.

They wanted both, yet they were weak and dissatisfied.

Inside Purgatory.

When the Cursed Blood Marks were extracted from the four bodies, Xuan Huang felt a locking force.

With a wave of his hand, he instantly sent the unsteady four out of Purgatory.

Waiting for the arrival of the Cursed Zombie.

But!

"Impossible, how is it second-order?"

When a river of black blood came, filled with a thick, fishy-smelling blood energy, a seemingly boundless river instantly filled the space where Xuan Huang was.

But Xuan Huang's face darkened. This river of black blood was only second-order?

Even if it looked like a long river, looked incredibly huge, its essence was truly second-order, even if it was the limit of second-order.

Xuan Huang felt like he was being targeted again.

It shouldn't be. Logically speaking, the Cursed Zombie shouldn't be at this level.

"Wait a minute?"

"It's not the Cursed Zombie's main body, it's black blood, or rather, the blood inside the Cursed Zombie's body?"

After Xuan Huang probed with his will, he suddenly understood.

"Damn it, if you don't come, this Dao Master will personally go find you."

The Dao Master cursed, a very unrefined scene, but Xuan Huang was really depressed.

He always felt like he was being targeted. The strange Cursed Zombie that should have been third-order was actually second-order.

Perhaps the main body was third-order, but the black blood that came wasn't.

Gritting his teeth, Xuan Huang decided to take a bit of a risk. Since he couldn't wait, he would go find it himself.

Because he had a feeling that going wouldn't be a loss, and might even have unexpected gains.

"Refine!"

Xuan Huang was too lazy to take action himself. Since what came wasn't a third-order Cursed Zombie, but only second-order peak black blood, even if it was magical, could it be more magical than his own will?

He directly manipulated it himself, with the will of Purgatory added.

"Rumble!"

Purgatory let out a loud noise, severing the opened passage.

The river-like black blood was a big guy, and Purgatory was a little excited.

The time Xuan Huang had refined Purgatory was too short, and its spirituality was still too little. If it were the Heaven and Earth Furnace, it would clearly convey the feeling of joy to Xuan Huang.

The three supreme treasures, such as the Heaven and Earth Furnace, had already reached the limit of the second-order, and they didn't lack this bit of energy from the black blood. What the three lacked was the true meaning of the third-order.

So, it was all cheaper for Purgatory.

Although it was a second-order late-stage magic weapon, it was the weakest one in Xuan Huang's hands.

Not to mention Xuan Huang's three supreme treasures, the Void Blade and the White Bone Pagoda, as well as the Azure Cloud Boat and the Dream Gate, had also reached the peak of the second-order.

Purgatory was indeed the weakest one.

"Rumble!"

Under the blessing of Xuan Huang's will, the second-order late-stage Purgatory, suppressing the second-order peak black blood river, was just as capable.

The sky full of black blood was imprisoned, and the rules of dissolution and Purgatory began to spread.

The black blood river, visible to the naked eye, rapidly shrank as if it was being swallowed by a whale.

And Purgatory's own momentum visibly strengthened. One weak and one strong, the outcome was already destined.

"Roar!"

In the deep mountain giant cave in Xiangxi, the originally silent Cursed Zombie let out a shrill roar, violently struggling, and its momentum rapidly weakened.

Although it had no intelligence, it felt that a part of itself was about to be permanently lost. It was irritable and violently struggled, the iron chains clanging.

"What's going on?"

The two brain-damaged Kapok people, who hadn't decided whether to risk a try or wait a while to find an opportunity.

Suddenly, the violent riot of the alien made the two, who were thinking about how to decide, panic.

"What to do?"

Wu Li Manto asked again what to do.

Torahak felt his crystal core rapidly heating up, feeling like it was about to over-frequency and go wrong.

How would he know what to do?

He hadn't done any of the exploration that the clan elders had instructed, and twenty clansmen had been sacrificed as soon as they arrived.

He had thought about self-detonating to let Wu Li Manto go back, but the alien had suddenly fallen silent again.

"We attack this alien."

Wu Li Manto's crystal core suddenly flashed. People were forced out, and it seemed that the Kapok people also needed to be forced a bit.

If they weren't forced, the spark of wisdom would never be lit.

"Okay. Right, right, right."

Torahak quickly responded, forgetting that the alien was silent and attacking to try was better than waiting.

"Attack!"

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A spell-like magic, scattered from the two's crystal cores, and visible runes were lit on the crystal core.

This was their cultivation method, and also the way of defense and attack.

If Xuan Huang were here, he would determine that this race was difficult to achieve great things.

What was this? It took so long to chant to make a move. Was this嫌弃 dying not fast enough?

This kind of cultivation method had no future.

"Boom!"

The two gas-like Kapok people saw their crystal cores gradually lit up, and then a storm-like energy rapidly spread outward with the crystal core as the core.

A stream of air like a shock wave rushed towards the violent Cursed Zombie.

The manic Cursed Zombie suddenly paused, and then countless green hairs appeared, forming a spherical shape, and then the sphere suddenly cracked, like a big mouth.

The rushing energy was instantly swallowed by the green hair.

"This?"

The two were stunned. Did it have no effect at all?

Was this really a third-order alien like themselves?

Why couldn't they resist any of the alien's attacks, while their own big moves were easily accepted by the alien?

Why was this happening?

…