Chapter 332: Linsey Blows the Curse Away

Linsey slowly raised both crescent halves of her [Tempest Severing Chakram].

The blood-red curse markings continued crawling across her skin, spreading higher with every passing second, but she no longer paid them any attention.

Velcour noticed her lack of panic and spread his arms confidently. "Struggling is useless!"

Blood Qi continued flowing through the strange markings covering Linsey’s body. "As long as my Blood Qi remains around you, that curse will keep devouring your flesh!"

Linsey gave him a completely flat look. "Yeah, yeah."

She lazily waved one crescent blade. "You already fucking said that."

Velcour’s face twitched.

Linsey stopped paying attention to him entirely. Instead, she brought both crescent halves of the [Tempest Severing Chakram] together.

CLAAACK!

The two weapons reconnected, transforming back into the enormous circular chakram.

Linsey immediately grabbed its outer edge with both hands and began twisting her waist, spinning her entire body around as each rotation became faster than the last.

Violent streams of Wind Qi began wrapping around the [Tempest Severing Chakram], growing thicker with every turn until Linsey herself became difficult to see inside the swirling wind.

Velcour frowned. "What the hell are you doing?"

Linsey didn’t answer.

The blood-red curse markings crawling across her body suddenly began trembling as if they were torn away from the wind.

Velcour’s expression changed.

Then suddenly, Linsey stopped and planted both feet firmly against the ground before violently throwing her arm upward. "Now, go!"

The [Tempest Severing Chakram] shot straight into the sky.

BOOOOOOM!

It climbed hundreds of meters above the battlefield like a gigantic spinning wheel before abruptly stopping.

The next moment, it began circling through the sky numerous times, and with each rotation, its speed increased.

The clouds surrounding the battlefield began twisting toward it, while the wind across the entire battlefield also changed direction.

Even the Blood Qi scattered throughout the area slowly started drifting toward the spinning weapon.

Velcour stared upward as realization struck him, and he quickly roared, "Fucking stop that chakram!"

Unfortunately, he realized it far too late as Linsey raised one hand and clenched it tightly. "Now go and rampage, Tempest!"

The sky exploded.

[Tempest Cyclone]

BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOM!

A gigantic tornado descended from the spinning [Tempest Severing Chakram].

At first, it was only several dozen meters wide, but within seconds, it expanded outward violently.

The battlefield quickly disappeared beneath a massive wall of wind as everything was ripped from the ground.

Broken weapons, corpses, stones, armor, blood, and enormous pieces of the battlefield were all dragged into the raging cyclone.

"AAAAAAAH!"

"WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"RUN!"

Cultivators from both sects immediately panicked and tried to flee, but unfortunately, escaping was no longer that simple.

The suction force continued growing.

Several Foundation Establishment disciples were lifted straight off the ground and disappeared into the storm.

The blood-red curse markings covering Linsey’s body were torn apart almost instantly, and within seconds, nothing remained.

Velcour stared at her in disbelief, but right now, he had no time to think about that.

He desperately tried to control all the Blood Qi surrounding the battlefield, needing it to protect himself.

Linsey, on the other hand, only grinned as she stood beneath the center of the enormous cyclone.

Her clothes and hair whipped violently around her, yet she remained completely steady.

She slowly looked up toward Velcour, her grin growing even wider. "Heheh... You said your curse works as long as your Blood Qi stays nearby, right?"

Velcour’s expression stiffened.

Linsey tilted her head with a grin. "Then I’ll just blow all your fucking Blood Qi away."

She looked around again, her body beginning to shake with excitement. "And while I’m at it..."

She spread both arms wide. "Let’s just destroy everything!"

The [Tempest Cyclone] expanded even farther.

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Damian watched the gigantic cyclone tear through the battlefield for several seconds before finally turning away. "Alright. I’ve seen enough."

Cassandra glanced at him. "Leaving already?"

Damian nodded, casually rubbing the back of his neck. "I’m going back to Cynthia and Helena. They’ve been babysitting those prisoners long enough."

He pointed over his shoulder toward the battlefield. "Queen, you stay here and handle the cleanup."

Cassandra raised an eyebrow. "Cleanup?"

Damian sighed and explained, "Basically, if anyone’s still alive after Linsey finishes turning this place into a fucking disaster zone, bring them back as prisoners."

He paused, then raised one finger. "Women only, obviously."

Cassandra stared at him for a moment before bursting into laughter. "Hahaha! Of course."

She gave a lazy wave. "Fine. I’ll see what survives."

Damian turned toward Serina and Miona. Both sisters were still staring at the battlefield, clearly struggling to process what just happened.

He waved a hand in front of them. "Hey. You two still with us?"

Their attention finally returned to him before he continued, "If you actually decide you want to join me, follow Cassandra and the others afterward."

Miona immediately frowned. "We never said..."

Serina raised one hand, stopping her before she could continue.

Damian nodded approvingly. "Yeah, yeah. Think about it first. You’ve already seen what joining me can offer."

Serina remained quiet, her gaze briefly returning to the ruined battlefield.

Damian then continued, "There’s one more thing, though. Even if both of you decide you want in, that doesn’t automatically mean you’re accepted."

Miona blinked. "What?"

Damian shrugged. "The original members of my [Forbidden Immortal Harem] still have to agree."

Serina finally looked genuinely surprised. "You actually need their consent?"

Damian raised his brow and quickly placed one hand against his chest, declaring proudly, "Of course! I’m a shameless bastard, not a fucking tyrant."

Cassandra immediately laughed behind him.

Miona muttered, "Debatable."

Damian conveniently pretended not to hear her and started walking away. "Anyway, talk to them, watch the rest of the fight, and figure out what the hell you two want."

He casually raised one hand without looking back. "Bye-bye!"

Miona stared at his retreating back. "Who the hell says goodbye like that?"

Cassandra folded her arms, watching Damian leave with visible amusement. "Unfortunately, you’ll get used to it."