Buzz buzz buzz!
Lu Jun stepped onto the blood-and-flesh altar that resembled a small hill, his aura surging violently.
He began chanting an ancient, eerie ballad. His will controlled the stardust as streak after streak of black-red star paths flickered around him, slicing through the void before outlining patterns. As the talismans combined, a constellation gradually emerged.
Boom! In the end, magnificent and imposing black-red constellations condensed in the heavens—seven in total, neatly arrayed above, appearing supreme and unimaginably vast.
Stars aligned in ranks; an immense cluster of stellar palaces took shape.
The Curse Star Palace manifested!
Lu Jun had only just reached the first level of Super-Tier cultivation, yet the commotion he caused was shocking, comparable to the pressure of a true Monarch.
This was thanks to his extraordinary spiritual realm. Driven by Heaven-tier mental power, the might far exceeded that of ordinary Super-Tier experts.
Crash—suddenly, as if struck by insight, his palm unconsciously spread open. A black-and-white, sinister notebook the size of his hand appeared. Its pages flipped noisily, seemingly endless, filled with bizarre black tadpole-like script.
Every curse mage's malediction was unique.
Take the Zu family, for example. They would often seal demon souls into their Curse Codex. Each time a page was turned, they borrowed the power of a sealed soul, supplemented by exclusive magic tools—hence the name "Curse Borrowing Body Art."
Having reached his current realm, and after scavenging related memories from Zu Jiming's mind, Lu Jun could easily replicate such a method if he wished.
The soul was even ready-made—the complete essence of the Scorpion Monarch Medusa.
However, Lu Jun felt that this was not a true curse. It felt like taking a crooked path. Though its power looked formidable at first glance, its flaws were severe, lacking true pinnacle potential.
One had to hunt Monarchs to seal their souls, and if one then fought Mo Fan of the same tier, they would likely be beaten into a miserable state.
Lu Jun figured that if he truly trained his Curse element this way, it would only cripple him.
"This isn't the curse I want. My curse is…"
He closed his eyes and looked inward at his spiritual world. At the center of the dark universe, two vast seas of stars floated and sank—black-red and deep blue reflecting half the sky each, occupying equal halves, two sides of one whole.
And deep within the Curse Star Sea, a colossal corpse silhouette drifted, sometimes transforming into a pool of writhing black liquid, with seven black stones orbiting it.
This was the Corpse of Skeleton Monster!!
The remnants left after being devoured by the Ancient King's Armor. Its death origin had been refined into a Undead Calamity Talent, while its shell was the finest material for refining curse substances.
As for the seven Sin Stones, Lu Jun had obtained them by chance after slaying Skeleton. They served as tokens to initiate the Dark Holy Judgment, possessing a certain mysterious power, and had been fused into monster's body as well.
Originally, he had planned to find Feng Zhoulong to process this supreme material, striving to merge it with the Blood Abyss and elevate its power.
"Now it seems I must try it myself."
Lu Jun gazed at the Book of Life and Death in his right hand. It stirred restlessly, resonating from afar with's corpse.
To be honest, he was full of confidence. He had a solid chance of success—just like how the Fountain of Pharaoh, under the baptism of the Ancient King's Armor, had spontaneously condensed into the supreme artifact Death Insignia.
The name Book of Life and Death stirred his imagination—commanding life and death. Coincidentally, he possessed both Life Calamity and Death Calamity talents.
It was likely the influence of two magic elements and two Emperor-level authorities that caused such a mutation in his Super-Tier Curse magic.
"Moreover, I also have the Psychic element's Power of Imagination—what the heart imagines, nothing is impossible!"
Lu Jun then shifted his focus to the adjacent deep-blue star sea. A gigantic blooming lotus floated there, half red and half blue, containing boundless faith.
The Power of Imagination had already been fully accumulated through all his constant scheming. Using it purely for combat would be a waste—it should be used to elevate himself.
"Imagination—fuse!"
Thus, Lu Jun silently recited in his heart. Deep within the azure star sea, the Li Fan Flower imprint surged violently. Petals scattered across the sky, instantly withering to the extreme as the Power of Imagination was completely consumed.
Immediately afterward, vast, mighty power descended into the Curse Star Sea, enveloping the pool of black liquid formed from corpse's remnants, triggering an intense reaction.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle—black sludge evaporated from the surface. As it writhed, it transformed into formless black mist, silently merging into the entire Curse Star Sea.
Boom boom boom!
Lu Jun's spirit trembled as a violent roar erupted from the Curse Star Sea. A vast black-red expanse boiled furiously, magical energy surging upward as its quality sharply ascended.
He was horrified to discover that his Curse element cultivation was slowly rising—from having just stepped into Super Tier, it climbed all the way to the peak of Super Tier Level One, faintly on the verge of breaking through to Level Two.
This was absurd. Super Tier cultivation was notoriously long and arduous, each level a climb to the heavens, with an enormous gap between stages. Even with abundant resources, it often required nearly five years of secluded cultivation.
Skeleton Monster Corpse alone had saved him five full years—let alone the fact that his Spiritual Realm, under the sublimation of the curse substance Blood Abyss, was also being carried along and tempered, becoming ever more brilliant and condensed. His cultivation rose from the mid stage of the Seventh Realm to the late stage.
These were merely side benefits. What truly underwent a drastic transformation was the Blood Abyss curse substance itself.
The black-red glow emitted by the Curse Star Sea did not change in appearance, yet the black grew ever deeper, while the red became increasingly vivid as though corpse's abyssal darkness had fused with the demon's wicked blood-ink.
Lu Jun understood that the fusion and digestion of Skeleton Monster was still ongoing. It would require a long period of brewing. When the time came, the Blood Abyss Curse would give birth to new effects—far more than just Ascension alone.
Most crucially, his Curse element's Transcendent Power would awaken along with it.
Even so, Lu Jun's current Curse element amplification had already skyrocketed: Heaven-grade Spiritual realm, Curse Heaven Seed—dual Heaven-tier amplification methods stacked together.
The seven black Sin Stones that had been orbiting monster's remnants, under the tempering of Imaginary Power, continuously deformed—melting, reshaping—gradually becoming long and slender, like seven black spikes or arrows.
Buzz—buzz—buzz!
Suddenly, the Book of Life and Death in Lu Jun's hands stopped flipping pages. On the blank white first page, patterns of seven black arrow-nails were sketched out, encircling a crude humanoid sigil at the center.
"Super Tier Curse, Level One—Blood Abyss Judgment · Book of Life and Death · Nail-Head Seven Arrows."
Lu Jun spoke softly, enlightenment dawning.
In an instant, the sky above the Taibai Mining Zone darkened. A vast and majestic black-red constellation palace complex flickered into existence, as seven dark pillars that pierced the firmament condensed.
At the same time, eerie wisps of aura rose from the flesh-and-blood altar beneath Lu Jun's feet, forging a hazy black fog phantom of a snake-scorpion, drifting and illusory.
Curses required a medium—no matter how powerful or inescapable the evil curse might be. To place a long-distance curse upon an enemy like Euryale, the best conduit was an immense quantity of snake-scorpion corpses, tracing bloodline origins and rebounding upon the core lineage of the race.
In the next moment, Lu Jun suddenly raised a finger. His eyes turned indifferent and empty, like a shaman possessed by a malevolent spirit.
Whoosh!
Deep within the celestial constellation palace, seven pitch-black supreme arrows trembled slightly. One of them launched forth. Ahead, a black vortex silently opened, and the arrow plunged into the void, vanishing from its original position.
The terrifying power of the curse crossed boundless distances, descending upon the great enemy on the far shore.
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