His speed had reached an extreme, covering dozens to hundreds of miles in the blink of an eye. Yet, despite this, Xiao Mu still felt that his speed was too slow, his heart burning with impatience.

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"What happened?"

Wu Jie, who was pursuing the Curse Ancestor, suddenly halted in his tracks and turned to look back towards the Cuiyun Mountain Region to the north. He saw the gathering of Curse Power, and the gigantic Ghost Face that loomed over the beings below, composed purely of Curse Power.

"Haha! Hahaha!"

Unlike Wu Jie, the Curse Ancestor—who was being pursued by Wu Jie—stopped his fleeing the moment he beheld the scene and burst into frenzied laughter.

"The Curse Ancestor is free, haha, the ancestor has escaped, Wu Jie, you're finished, the Great Tang Ruins are finished, your human world is finished."

What? The Curse Ancestor? Was this terrifying astronomical event caused by the Curse Ancestor?

Wu Jie's expression changed drastically.

The terrifying celestial event was converging above Cuiyun Mountain Region. Could it be related to Xu Qianwu and Fang Ying? Could it be related to the Netherworld Spring? Wasn't the Netherworld Spring a Treasure Vault constructed by Ge Earth God? How could it involve the Curse Ancestor?

No matter how he thought about it, Wu Jie could never have imagined that fifty thousand years ago, due to Lord Bai's Mansion capturing the Curse Ancestor, whose power was too great and without a suitable place to detain him, they reluctantly converted the Treasure Vault into a prison to confine the Curse Ancestor.

"Wu Jie, you all are doomed. Now that the old ancestor has escaped, not a single person in the human world will get away. You've been opposing our Curse Gate for years, slaughtering countless of our strong. With the ancestor's return, even if others could survive, you certainly won't."

The Curse Ancestor, with his hands behind his back, regarded Wu Jie as dead, convinced that Wu Jie was surely doomed.

"I'll kill you first, then see if the Curse Ancestor has the power to bring you back to life."

Wu Jie was not affected by the Curse Ancestor's words at all. His expression darkened as he suddenly unleashed his Escape Art, charging towards the Curse Ancestor.

With a flick of his hand, a brilliance flew out, winding towards the Curse Ancestor like a ribbon.

"Ah~, Wu Jie, I will never coexist with you."

The Curse Ancestor screamed in horror, unexpectedly struck by Wu Jie's Flying Sword, but he didn't dare to stop and battle with Wu Jie, continuing to flee with roars of anger.

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"Who could it be? Could it really be the Curse Ancestor? I hope Little Xu and Little Fang are safe."

Qi Xie unleashed the Five Elements Escaping Technique, bursting forth with all his might, pushing his speed to the limit.

In this all-out effort, he no longer seemed like an old man in decline, but rather, moved with the agility of a vigorous young man.

A mass of dark clouds floated out from Ge Earth God's Land God Mansion and quickly rose into the sky. On top of the clouds stood an imposingly tall man whose body was oozing pus.

"Riding Clouds and Mist!"

Qi Xie suddenly looked up and immediately saw the Curse Ancestor above the clouds.

The Curse Ancestor, situated among the clouds and emerging from Ge Earth God's Mansion, was preparing to drift away. Having just escaped imprisonment, his strength was not fully restored, and with his authority not fully reestablished, he was still unsure of the current state of the human world and did not intend to initiate a Great War at that moment.

"Hmm!"

The Curse Ancestor clearly perceived Qi Xie's presence and suddenly glanced down at him.

Qi Xie's state caused a slight stir in the Curse Ancestor. The man before him may have seemed decrepit, with not exceptionally high strength, but he possessed a powerful capacity for sudden explosive force.

And that force was so formidable that even someone as powerful as him felt threatened.

"Curse Ancestor, come down here and die!"

Qi Xie shouted angrily at the sky, challenging the Curse Ancestor directly.

He knew he was no match for the Curse Ancestor but was unwilling to let him leave.

The Curse Ancestor had just been freed, his strength not yet returned to its peak.

Now was the opportune moment to kill the Curse Ancestor.

If they allowed the Curse Ancestor to get away and gain time to recover his strength, killing him would become much more difficult.

As for whether he could kill the Curse Ancestor himself, Qi Xie dared not imagine it.

Though he was of the True God Realm and had cultivated the Mutated Blood Essence Technique for explosive power, his body was just too spent, with only one soul and one spirit remaining, limiting his explosive capabilities and making him no match for the Curse Ancestor.

But he believed that the terrifying celestial event caused by the Curse Ancestor's emergence had not gone unnoticed; others in the Alliance, especially the masters, must have seen it too.

Now, the masters of the Alliance must be on their way here.

As for himself, as long as he could detain the Curse Ancestor, he would buy time for the masters of the Alliance who were on their way. Survival would mean victory if he could delay the Curse Ancestor's escape until the Alliance masters arrived.

"Hmm?"

The Curse Ancestor was annoyed, feeling provoked.

He also understood that it would be best to leave this place before his powers were restored and before understanding the current situation of the Eastern Realm to avoid attracting the attention of masters.

Even if he wanted to battle the Eastern Realm, he would wait until his strength recovered and he understood the details of the realm.

However, Qi Xie's defiance angered him.

After glancing down at Qi Xie, the Curse Ancestor made a swift judgment.

Though the man below harbored a formidable explosive force within, his own strength was average, and even his Divine Spirit status was incomplete—a broken state.

This power level was hardly worth a sneer to him, his only concern being the explosive power within the man.

But, with only one soul and one spirit left, how worn and decrepit he was, even if he had this explosive force, how many times could he unleash it?

Given the man's physical condition, he probably would die after one such burst.

"Fifty thousand years, and there is still someone in the Eastern Realm who knows who I am. Remarkable! You've pleased this old ancestor!"

The corners of the Curse Ancestor's mouth curled into a slight smile, which seemed appreciative, but when combined with his oozing sores, the smile was revolting.

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