Death Curse Technique

After the guard delivered the command and left, the previously righteous and stern Upper Immortal Official instantly shifted to an indifferent expression.

He then began leisurely sipping his immortal tea.

A subordinate nearby couldn't help but ask in confusion, "Lord Immortal Official, this is the first time in hundreds of millions of years that someone has dared to kill an immortal official! How can you remain so calm?"

The Upper Immortal Official shot his subordinate a disdainful glance. "Let me ask you—within the entire Star River, who with half a brain would dare kill an immortal official?

Hundreds of millions of years ago, there were plenty of rebellious scum who tried to overthrow the Star Extremity Immortal Dynasty. And what happened to them?

They were burned eternally in the Star Extremity Demonfire, suffering a fate worse than death.

This world has no shortage of hot-headed fools willing to throw their lives away, but what if the consequence isn’t just death, but endless torment? Who would dare try?

That’s why I say this culprit is a brainless fool—and a Lower Realm dweller at that. No matter how strong he is, how far can he go? At best, he’s just throwing his weight around in the Lower Realm. Sending someone to capture him and toss him into the Star Extremity Fire Prison to endure eternal torment is all it takes.

Why should I be in a hurry? There’s no need.

Since you’re so eager, I’ll leave this matter to you. Go make a trip to the Lower Realm."

"W-what?!" The subordinate’s face instantly fell. Everyone enjoyed the dense immortal energy of the Upper Realm—who would willingly go to the Lower Realm, where the energy was murky and scarce?

But he didn’t dare disobey the Upper Immortal Official’s order, so he reluctantly nodded in agreement.

After the subordinate left, the official thought to himself, Why bother going myself for some delusional ant?

I’ll just dump this mess on the Middle Immortal Official.

Besides, I can use this ‘official business’ as an excuse to indulge myself for a while.

And so, the pressure landed squarely on the Middle Immortal Official’s shoulders.

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After Gu Qingfeng finished off the Lower Immortal Official, the surrounding pedestrians had long since fled in terror, leaving the vast streets completely deserted.

He waited and waited, growing so impatient that even the flowers wilted, yet no strong experts from the Star Extremity Immortal Dynasty arrived.

"Damn it, is the Star Extremity Immortal Dynasty’s efficiency this slow?" Gu Qingfeng cursed and kicked the Lower Immortal Official’s corpse a couple more times.

"You bastard, didn’t you say killing you would bring the Star Extremity Immortal Dynasty’s experts running? You actually dared to trick this Emperor with your worthless life, you lowly insect!"

Finally, Gu Qingfeng grew tired of waiting and decided to visit the Lower Immortal Official’s estate.

That fat bastard had been in office for so many years—he must have embezzled a fortune.

When he arrived at the official residence, he was utterly stunned.

The entire estate could be described in one word: extravagant.

Unbelievably extravagant!

The structure was entirely forged from immortal gold and inlaid with divine jade, truly deserving of the term "resplendent and magnificent."

The value of this single palace alone surpassed the combined wealth of all the Lower Realm sects.

And that was just the exterior. The rear garden was filled with rare and exotic plants, artificial mountains crafted from precious immortal stones, and streams formed from condensed immortal veins.

To put it bluntly, the common folk of the Lower Realm could toil for a hundred years and still not afford a single brick or blade of grass from this estate.

But now, all of it belonged to Gu Qingfeng.

Just as he was about to uproot the entire estate, a sudden burst of intense immortal light erupted from its depths.

A violent spatial fluctuation followed.

Two beams of light—one black, one white—manifested in the void, radiating an overwhelming, terrifying power.

The heavens and earth trembled violently as space itself twisted.

Every living being in the border realm felt an indescribable sense of dread, oppression, and insignificance.

The black and white divine lights intertwined, merging into a towering pillar that pierced the heavens, gradually forming the silhouette of a figure.

It was an old man.

A man draped in a robe that was half black and half white, with hair split equally between the two colors.

The black-haired half of his face was youthful, his skin smooth and his eyes as clear as a child’s.

The white-haired half was wrinkled, his gaze aged and murky.

Despite his bizarre appearance, his figure was tall and imposing, wreathed in cascading immortal radiance like waterfalls.

Behind his head, an illusory immortal wheel slowly rotated, emanating countless rays of immortal light.

"An Immortal of Heaven?" Gu Qingfeng eyed the eccentric old man with interest.

This was his first time encountering a Heavenly Immortal, and he was curious—would this one be enough to satisfy his appetite?

The black-and-white-haired elder abruptly turned his gaze to Gu Qingfeng, saying nothing. His eyes held the indifference of a deity, as if speaking to him was beneath his dignity.

With a casual flick of his finger, the elder conjured a cage of light, trapping Gu Qingfeng and his companions inside. Then, without another glance, he began channeling immense power to uproot the entire immortal official’s estate.

As he gazed upon the treasure-filled estate, a flash of greed flickered in the elder’s eyes.

Gu Qingfeng was instantly enraged. This is the kind of lackeys the Star Extremity Immortal Dynasty employs? No words, just immediate action—and even stealing this Emperor’s property?!

"Old bastard, do you have any idea who you’re dealing with?"

The black-and-white elder remained silent, wholly focused on collecting the treasures.

At this moment, Fairy Miaohua, standing beside Gu Qingfeng, seemed to recognize the elder and quickly explained, "Master, this is the Black-White Sage of the Middle Realm’s border pass—a retainer of the Middle Immortal Official.

He cultivates the Death Curse Art and is incapable of speaking."

Gu Qingfeng frowned. "What’s the Death Curse Art? Only mutes can practice it?"

Fairy Miaohua shook her head. "The Death Curse Art is an extremely sinister divine ability. To cultivate it, one must slaughter countless lives, gathering vast amounts of death energy and holding it within the mouth for refinement. The practitioner must never speak—if they do, the death energy will leak. Nor can they swallow it, lest the corrosive power backfire and consume them.

Rumors say the Black-White Sage annihilated entire life-bearing planets to amass enough death energy, which he has been refining in his mouth for a million years without uttering a word.

Some say that although he is a Heavenly Immortal, the moment he opens his mouth, the devastation would be earth-shattering—unstoppable except by a Profound Immortal."

"Death energy?!" Gu Qingfeng’s eyes lit up.

BOOM!

A surge of demonic might erupted from him, shattering the Black-White Sage’s light cage like paper.

The commotion naturally drew the elder’s attention.

He paused his treasure collection, turning to Gu Qingfeng with a rare flicker of surprise in his otherwise indifferent gaze—clearly not expecting his casually conjured prison to be broken so easily.

Unable to speak, the Black-White Sage wasted no words. Instead, his hands swiftly formed seals, preparing a far more powerful restraint to suppress Gu Qingfeng before hauling him and the treasures back to the Star Extremity Fire Prison.

But just as his seals were halfway complete—

Darkness engulfed his vision.

A shadow loomed over him, revealing Gu Qingfeng’s pale face mere inches away, grinning like a fiend.

The Black-White Sage was so startled he nearly cursed aloud, almost ruining his Death Curse Art.

In the next instant, the elder lashed out, his withered hand striking like a tidal wave toward Gu Qingfeng.

Yet another hand moved faster.