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#944 - Too much to ask



#944 - Too much to ask

Li Chengfeng chuckled, his laughter tinged with self-deprecation and helplessness: "Your ideal is too lofty. I, Li Chengfeng, dare not harbor such extravagant hopes.

Although I am also plagued by the curse, I would be content just to be rid of this misfortune.

As for wiping out the Shadow Clan? Hehe, do you think I have the meager strength to accomplish that? Hahaha…"

Hearing this, Deng Bu burst into laughter, his voice filled with determination and boldness: "Fellow Daoist, you are far too modest.

If it were ten thousand years ago, I might have looked down on you; if it were twenty thousand years ago, I wouldn't have given you a second glance.

But the current me is vastly different from what I once was.

After enduring these hundred thousand years of torment, my mind is as firm as steel.

Do you know why we have suffered this curse and endured this endless pain?

Although the reasons are complex and difficult to understand, one thing is certain: our souls have become extremely powerful through this endless torment, having undergone countless trials.

However, even so, I have discovered that our souls, compared to yours, are like fireflies trying to compete with the bright moon, overestimating themselves.

This is enough to prove that your mind is even more steadfast and profound than ours.

Only by following someone like you do we have a chance to avenge ourselves and hope to break this curse!

Moreover, you were not directly cursed, yet the rules of this world have been completely changed by misfortune.

You have managed to grow step by step into an existence comparable to the Nascent Soul stage. The unpredictability of your methods is truly the most remarkable thing I have ever seen.

Looking at all the brilliant and stunning individuals I have encountered, none can compare to you.

Therefore, if Fellow Daoist is willing, I am willing to lead my millions of clansmen to submit to you.

Furthermore, we will unreservedly tell you the methods we have genuinely researched over these hundred thousand years to break the misfortune, the root of the curse, and everything we have experienced.

For these hundred thousand years, we have been researching and deciphering, hoping to find a way to break the curse.

Although we have not succeeded so far, we have studied tens of millions of misfortunes and mastered all the curse techniques.

We have transformed from dragon slayers into evil dragons, and from the cursed into the cursers, repeating this process countless times, enduring endless hardships and struggles…"

Li Chengfeng finally understood Deng Bu's intention completely.

He smiled slightly and said, "Alright, it's a deal.

If Fellow Daoist can impart all your insights on misfortune to me without reservation, I will find a way to take you out of here.

Others may not be able to do it, but I, Li Chengfeng, am confident that I have the ability.

You have been living in the past, unable to extricate yourselves from the shadows of history, so you will never be able to escape that gloom.

Although the power of misfortune is still small at the moment, breaking it is by no means a task that can be accomplished overnight. It requires gradual consumption, perseverance, and only then can we see results."

Hearing this, Deng Bu's eyes lit up, as if he had seen the dawn of hope.

He solemnly said, "Please enlighten us, Fellow Daoist. If you truly have a way to lead us out of this cursed land, we are willing to serve you as our master and follow you to the death!"

Li Chengfeng chuckled.

His smile contained a hint of confidence and depth: "In fact, I am also a person of misfortune.

The reason why I haven't removed this curse is because I haven't yet understood its essence.

I am here to use my own body as a testing ground to personally observe the changes in this power of misfortune."

As he spoke, Li Chengfeng suddenly reached out, and with a whoosh, he unleashed his ultimate technique—Drawing Source from the Cauldron.

A mysterious force surged from his palm, instantly extracting a strand of the power of misfortune.

The power of the curse leaped and struggled within his palm, as if unwilling to be bound.

Li Chengfeng looked at the strand of curse power and said with a smile, "This power of misfortune is indeed very small, but it will breed and grow within my body, becoming stronger and stronger like a parasite.

As my strength continues to improve, it will also become more powerful.

If I advance to the Tribulation Transcension stage, then this power of the curse will become so vast that it will be difficult to resist.

This is the evil nature of the power of misfortune. It is pervasive and has a incubation period of thousands of years.

Once it erupts, it will be a devastating blow, impossible to resist."

Deng Bu gasped, his eyes filled with shock.

He said, "Fellow Daoist is truly a genius to have come up with such a shocking method.

So many of us have been searching for someone to break the curse, but we never thought we would find one today.

You can actually extract the power of the curse. This is an unprecedented feat! Although the curse on your body seems small at the moment,

just a little bit, who can truly achieve complete removal?"

Hearing this, Li Chengfeng smiled faintly and said, "You're right, I've only removed a quarter of the misfortune.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I slowly consume it, I will eventually drive it out.

For me, although it's a bit tricky, it's not a big problem.

There are so many of you, if I were to remove the curse for you one by one, that would obviously be unrealistic."

Speaking of this, Li Chengfeng deliberately paused, scanning Deng Bu with his eyes, whetting his appetite.

He slowly took out an ancient book from his arms, which was the legendary Book of Sin.

"Therefore, I have a better way, which is to let you cultivate on your own and transform this power into a special force.

And this book in my hand is the key."

"What? The Book of Sin!" Shadow King Deng Bu suddenly woke up, his voice trembling with disbelief.

He widened his eyes and stared at the book in Li Chengfeng's hand, as if he had seen something incredible.

"This is the legendary supreme evil treasure, the Book of Sin? Back then, it was regarded as a legendary existence throughout the Immortal Realm. I never thought it would fall into Fellow Daoist's hands today.

Although using this method is a bit cruel, being able to possess this book, even if it's a replica, is enough to make you proud among the heavens and earth."

Deng Bu gasped, his eyes filled with shock. He said, "Fellow Daoist is truly a genius to have come up with such a shocking method.

So many of us have been searching for someone to break the curse, but we never thought we would find one today.

You can actually extract the power of misfortune. This is an unprecedented feat!

Although the ominousness on your body seems small at the moment, just a little bit, who can truly achieve complete removal?"

Hearing this, Li Chengfeng smiled faintly and said, "You're right, I've only removed a quarter of the curse.

But it doesn't matter, as long as I slowly consume it, I will eventually drive it out.

For me, although it's a bit tricky, it's not a big problem.

There are so many of you, if I were to remove the ominousness for you one by one, that would obviously be unrealistic."


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