Negative Energy Transfer: System Domination

Chapter 532

At this moment, Li Heizi's eyes became hot, because he had seen that his name on the system was increasing rapidly at an astonishing speed.

"What the hell, eight Immortal Emperors?"

"Fuck, so many Immortal Kings?"

"There are quite a few immortals like this."

"My original body should be able to break through to the Immortal Emperor realm."

After muttering to himself, Li Heizi started taking drugs like crazy.

If you persist in taking it for ten days, you should be able to reach the early stage of Immortal Emperor.

At this time, Han Changkong ran into his secret base with an excited look on his face.

With so many Immortal Emperors of the Japanese tribe, wouldn’t it be necessary for me to cultivate myself to become an Immortal Emperor?

However, you still need to make some preparations before going into seclusion.

Then he sent a message to call Yue Ling.

"Young Master"

"Yueling, I'm going to be in seclusion for twenty days. You must wake me up when the time comes."

Damn it, what if I accidentally seclude myself for decades and then all my enemies are gone?

Yue Ling heard that practicing for twenty days is also called seclusion?

But still said:

"Don't worry, sir. I'll wake you up in twenty days."

Han Changkong was just about to enter a state of meditation when he remembered something else.

Then he took out a storage bag and handed it to Yue Ling.

He opened his mouth and said:

"Yueling, give this storage bag to Qingluan. I guess the pills she has won't last for a few days."

Yue Ling took the storage bag and nodded.

Han Changkong thought about it and felt that everything should be fine, so he closed his eyes and started practicing.

In the mysterious fairyland, in the secret realm of the Dawn Alliance, a haze of death is now spreading.

The ten Immortal Emperors were originally immersed in the slight relaxation of returning, but in an instant, they realized with horror that the energy in their bodies was rapidly dissipating uncontrollably like a flood that broke through a dam.

"Sir, we just returned, how come we encountered such a terrible curse?"

A demon immortal emperor had a terrified look on his face, his eyes revealed deep fear and despair, and his body trembled slightly due to the loss of energy.

He was once a powerful figure who roamed the fairy world, but now he seemed so fragile in the face of this strange curse.

There were still some restrictions planted by Luoxia in his body, which made his condition worse.

"Sir, this magic is truly bizarre! If we continue like this, I'm afraid we won't last even ten days before we perish completely."

Another Immortal Emperor shouted hoarsely, his face distorted with fear, and the panic in his eyes was like surging waves, almost drowning him.

"Yes, sir, please save us!"

The other Immortal Emperors also echoed, and the hall was suddenly filled with wailing sounds one after another. The sounds intertwined together, like the funeral music played by the god of death, which made people terrified.

Luoxia, who was sitting on the main seat, was not in a much better situation at this time.

Her face was as pale as paper, beads of sweat the size of beans kept rolling down her forehead. Her originally powerful aura had now become extremely weak, and she was only able to hold on by relying on her profound cultivation.

"You should meditate and practice here first, and resist this strange curse with all your strength."

Luoxia said with all her might, but before she finished her words, her figure disappeared from the spot in an instant like a streak of light.

When she appeared again, Luoxia had returned to her cave.

It is quiet and peaceful here, her last safe haven.

However, at this moment, she had no intention of enjoying the tranquility, because the situation had become extremely critical. She had to unlock the sealed memory, even if that might bring greater risks. She had no other choice.

As the memory seal collapsed like a broken dam, a powerful memory like a surging torrent suddenly poured into Luoxia's mind.

The memory seemed to have substance, and each fragment was like a sharp blade, cutting deep marks in the depths of her consciousness, bringing pain and confusion.

At the same time, a terrifying sense of crisis like the abyss followed her like a cold poisonous snake, tightly wrapping around her soul, making every inch of her skin cold and every hair stand up in fear.