I traveled through time and space to become an immortal, but I died at the beginning

Chapter 167 Curse

The tone of this voice was like a command, and to everyone present it sounded like the voice of an emperor.

It penetrated their minds directly, and everyone immediately wanted to surrender.

The voice echoed in this space, urging everyone to kneel down.

Xuan Kun also felt that his legs and feet seemed to be out of control, and his knees wanted to kneel down on the spot to worship the supreme monarch.

"Who... is this? Is this the... Lord of the Shayuan that I suspected?"

With a "thump", Lan Qingge next to Xuan Kun knelt down on his knees and prostrated himself in front of him.

There were continuous plop sounds, and one by one, the human and demon cultivators knelt down and bowed to the owner of the voice together.

With a "hum", the voice urging people to kneel down disappeared. The people who were kneeling came to their senses, their faces suddenly turned red, and they hurriedly got up from the ground.

Although everyone was extremely aggrieved, they dared not speak out. After all, someone who could be so powerful with just a voice must be extremely strong.

Only a few people did not kneel down, Xuan Kun was one of them, and Xue Yan beside him was also one of them.

Although Xueyan was injured, her strength was not weak.

The owner of the majestic voice came again.

"Hehehe, it's been three hundred years. How many generations of you humans and demons have come here?"

"How much of my Shayuan's world spiritual meaning has been taken away."

"Who should I hold responsible for all these accounts?"

There was a hint of anger in his voice, but it no longer had the same intrusive magic as before.

The imperial voice dissipated, returning to the original sound.

After hearing this, the monks' expressions suddenly changed.

Sure enough, is this going to settle the score with us?

A monk assigned by the demon sect immediately knelt down and lay on the ground begging for mercy.

"Senior Sha Yuan, this is not what we wanted! It was those powerful people outside who forced us in!"

"You are so powerful, please don't bother with us juniors. Go out and kill the real masterminds. I am willing to abandon the dark and join the light, and show you the way!"

As soon as these words were spoken, everyone present immediately looked towards this person, only to see a man hidden in a black cloak, kneeling there and kowtowing continuously.

The sound of "dong dong dong" continued.

When everyone present saw this, people from the Alliance of Good and Evil also knelt down and begged for mercy.

The demon people were unmoved by this and all looked at the snake man, obviously leading the group.

This person was a young man with extremely powerful strength. He looked around at the people kneeling and breathed a sigh of relief.

He thought to himself, "Fortunately, those who are kneeling here are all human. If there are any from my demon race, I will kill them here with my own hands."

Thinking this, he shouted, "Don't panic, demons. Although this person's voice was scary before, he is now just like an ordinary person. He must be deceiving you."

The snake-man woman beside him also echoed, "Brother Dur's analysis is correct. If the owner of this voice could appear here, he must have already revealed himself. I'm afraid he is just a facade."

Dur glanced at the beautiful snake woman beside him and smiled.

"Menalin is right. I want only the strong among the demon race to survive. If we die here, it will be our fate."

As he spoke, he glanced at all the demons present and spoke loudly to boost morale.

"The Demon King will remember us, and our names will be engraved on the Demon Clan's Shayuan Demon Monument. The Demon Clan will remember us forever."

As soon as he finished speaking, the demons present suddenly roared.

"The demon race will always remember us..."

"The demon race will always remember us..."

Their voices drowned out the voices of several people who were kneeling on the ground begging for mercy.

The voices of several people were as soft as the buzzing of mosquitoes and could not be heard.

When Xuan Kun saw this scene, he was immediately shocked. He thought to himself, "It seems that the demon tribe didn't come here by assignment. It seems that those who came here are all die-hard demon tribe loyalists. Or is it that all demon tribe members are like this?"

Seeing this, the owner of the majestic voice laughed instead of getting angry.

"Hehehe, you're so brave! I don't know whether I should admire your courage or your ignorance."

"In that case, then go to hell!"

As his words fell.

Among the demon group, a demon started shouting.

"Ah! What's wrong with me? I feel so uncomfortable. Lord Dur, please save me, save me..."

His body swelled up like a balloon, and blood was bleeding from all the orifices on his face. Black blood flowed down, and cracks appeared on his body.

When Durr saw this, his expression changed. Suddenly, he thought of his master's teachings, and a few words came out of his mouth.

"Curse Technique"

When the demons present heard this, their expressions changed. They looked at the demon who was cursed with pity and fear on their faces, fearing that they would also be infected by this spell.

Xuan Kun and the others naturally heard it clearly, and couldn't help but wonder, "A curse? If that's the case, then shouldn't it require some kind of medium, or something close to the person being cursed?"

He couldn't help but look at Xueyan, who was knowledgeable about the Ice and Snow Spirit Court. Seeing Xuankun's eyes, it was obvious that he wanted to ask something.

He also explained, "Curse techniques are usually used by demons and evil cultivators. They require a medium to be cast. This person may have been struck by this technique at some point."

As she spoke, she stared at the demon race member and added, "But when the art of curse is cultivated to perfection, a powerful cultivator does not need any medium and can cast it based solely on cause and effect. Killing people invisibly and thousands of miles away is possible. This person may also be due to cause and effect."

After hearing this, Lan Qingge swallowed his saliva and stammered, "Is this... this... so terrifying? Is this person from the demon clan because of the causal relationship just now?"

The three of them were analyzing the situation, but the demon tribe was filled with sadness.

The demon had now swelled up into a huge ball, which was covered with black blood. There were long and huge cracks on the flesh of the ball, and blood was still flowing out.

His wails were as soft as a mosquito's.

“Help…help…me, kill…me, please…please…kill…me…, kill…me…”

Upon hearing this, Dur'er's face turned extremely ugly. He stared at the man with his pair of green snake eyes. He clasped his hands together and a thick green mist appeared, directly wrapping him up.

The last sentence was spoken in a mosquito-like voice.

"Thanks……"

There was no more sound until the thick green fog dissipated, leaving nothing inside, and the demon disappeared from this world.

Menalin stepped forward, patted Durr's shoulder, and said in a somewhat lost voice, "His name will forever be on the demon clan's Shayuan demon monument."

Dur looked at her and nodded.

The majestic voice came again, this time with a hint of gloating.

"Haha, so what if you know the curse? This is the fate of those who don't submit."

As he spoke, his tone became terrifying and evil.

“Who will be next?”