Chapter 835 - 828: Curse Demon

Chapter 835: Chapter 828: Curse Demon

"The Chiyan Safety Zone, huh?"

The androgynous man in the black robe muttered to himself, smiling as he walked toward the safety zone.

Soon, he arrived just outside its perimeter.

By this time, many busybodies from Jixian City were already waiting in and around the Chiyan Safety Zone.

"The experts from the Ten Great Organizations should be arriving soon, right? Which of the top hundred rankers on the overall leaderboard do you think will come this time?"

"I think it should be an expert in the seventies bracket. A gap of two tiers should be enough to deal with him. Although his Talent is extremely strong, his current realm is simply too low."

"I also think it’ll be someone in the seventies bracket. Now that the Ten Great Organizations are officially at war with Bing Zhiyue’s Chosen Alliance, they can’t spare too much manpower. Sending someone in the seventies is already pretty good. It could even be someone in the eighties, considering that defeating Xuehe Gegula was said to be just about that guy’s limit."

Discussions broke out among the crowd, everyone waiting for the show to begin.

"Look, who’s that?"

Just then, a cry of surprise rang out from the crowd as someone pointed toward the horizon.

There, a figure clad in a black robe was slowly walking over. He had long black hair fluttering in the wind, a handsome face with a smile, pitch-black pupils, and skin as pale as a corpse’s.

All these features formed an incredibly distinct set of identifiers, openly displaying his identity.

"This person... this is..."

"Wait, let me make sure. The forty-seventh on the overall leaderboard, the ’Curse Demon’ Heimeng?!"

"Someone in the forties bracket?! Are you kidding?! The Ten Great Organizations actually sent an existence of this caliber?! Just how seriously are they taking this?!"

"It’s over. We probably made this trip for nothing. A forties ranker against a nineties ranker, and it’s even someone like the Curse Demon... it’ll probably be a completely one-sided slaughter. And here I thought we’d get to see a relatively evenly matched fight!"

"..."

Upon recognizing the black-haired man’s identity, the crowd immediately erupted into gasps and commotion.

Ranked forty-seventh on the overall leaderboard—this gap in strength was simply too vast. The Ten Great Organizations were truly going all out. They were dead set on putting Zhou Yuanjue in his grave, leaving him absolutely no chance to turn things around.

"Fight? If that kid has half a brain, he probably won’t even show up. Who would willingly seek death?"

"A difference of four ranking brackets means a difference of four entire tiers."

"And since it’s the Curse Demon making a move, I’m afraid the other party won’t even have the chance to escape."

"..."

The crowds from Jixian City engaged in helpless discussions.

They had come for nothing. Only an evenly matched battle was worth watching; an overwhelming beatdown would provide them with no insights whatsoever.

TAP TAP TAP!

As Heimeng slowly approached the safety zone, all discussions among the Jixian City crowd ceased instantly. They fell dead silent.

Although Heimeng always wore an amicable smile on his face, everyone knew that it was merely a facade.

He was a perverse, vindictive lunatic. Often, you wouldn’t even know when or how you had offended him.

Moreover, his methods were far too bizarre. If one wasn’t careful, a snippet of a voice, an item, a single cell, or a wisp of a scent caught by him could spell their doom.

It was best to just shut up and behave.

TAP TAP!

Finally, Heimeng’s footsteps halted a mere inch from the safety zone’s boundary. He swept a smiling gaze over the crowd, but the sheer terror brought by his pitch-black pupils completely overshadowed the warmth of his smile.

"Everyone, it’s an honor to meet you all. My name is Heimeng. I’ve encountered some difficulties and require a little assistance from you.

"I trust no one will refuse this simple request of mine."

A trace of helplessness appeared on Heimeng’s face, making him look incredibly sincere.

The more sensible members of the Jixian City crowd were already nodding frantically like chickens pecking at grain, while the original residents of the Chiyan Safety Zone, ignorant of the truth, remained staring blankly.

"Does anyone know who in this safety zone is closest to Zhou Yuanjue? I’m new here and unfamiliar with the place, so I can only rely on you all. Could I ask you to bring that person here for me? I would be truly grateful."

Heimeng clasped his hands together, his face filled with sorrow, and his delicate brows knitted into a frown. Even though they knew he was male, the crowd couldn’t help but feel a pang of pity for him.

"Alright, please wait a moment. Following your orders, we will handle it immediately."

The candidates from Jixian City bowed and scraped, not even daring to meet Heimeng’s eyes. Answering with sycophantic smiles, they turned and ran into the safety zone one by one. It was unclear if they were actually going to help Heimeng find the person or just taking the opportunity to slip away.

Meanwhile, the remaining original candidates of the Chiyan Safety Zone stood rooted to the spot in bewilderment. Unsure of the situation, they watched Heimeng’s pitiful appearance, somewhat at a loss for what to do.

Was this really the infamous expert ranked forty-seventh on the overall leaderboard? Why did the vibe feel so wrong? Was it just their imagination?

Just as the crowd was in a daze, a sudden situation occurred among the remaining candidates.

"Urghhh!!"

A person suddenly seemed to suffocate, violently clutching his throat. His eyes bulged and became bloodshot, the veins all over his body popped, and his muscles writhed, accompanied by violent spasms.

This phenomenon lasted for barely five seconds. Under the horrified gazes of the crowd, streaks of golden light suddenly surged from the surface of the man’s body, forming chains that covered his entire form.

This person’s True Talisman’s Life Protection Mechanism had actually been triggered?!

How was this possible?! How could he just inexplicably "die" all of a sudden? Some people recognized the victim; he even had a bit of a reputation in the Chiyan Safety Zone and wasn’t a nobody.

How could this happen?!

The crowd suddenly realized something and turned to look at Heimeng, who was standing outside the safety zone with his hands clasped and a pitiful expression on his face.

Could it be... his doing?!

Impossible! That person was inside the safety zone just now; he couldn’t possibly have been attacked!

Just how did he do it?!

A chill instantly rushed into everyone’s minds, causing their bodies to tremble uncontrollably.

This was beyond their comprehension. Normally, the safety zone would block any attack for them, but today, this ironclad rule seemed to have been broken.

Ranked forty-seventh on the overall leaderboard, the Curse Demon?

The crowd seemed to finally understand the meaning behind this title.

"Sigh, cruel people will always suffer the punishment of fate."

Heimeng sighed helplessly, his face full of heartache and pity.