Chapter 2030: Chapter 2027: Curse of Aging
"Ling Feng, you have destroyed everything I have, the hope of our Holy Spirit Clan. Even if I die, I will never let you go!" The Holy Spirit King roared, "I will watch you fall into Hell, step by step towards the destruction of the Abyss!"
After the roar, the entire body of the Holy Spirit King exploded, and a dark mark flew out from his body, aiming at Ling Fengās chest.
Ling Fengās expression changed, and he quickly retreated while raising a defensive barrier around him, but it was all in vain. The dark mark still landed on Ling Fengās chest. Then, a strange power entered Ling Fengās body and disappeared within him.
"A curse?" Ling Feng looked at the pattern on his chest, his face slightly grim.
A curse pronounced by a Half-step Immortal master with the last of his lifeās power is not something that easily dissipates.
Ling Feng sighed. It was difficult to kill a Half-step Immortal master. In fact, if the Holy Spirit King wanted to escape, Ling Feng was not certain he could completely eliminate him. Ling Feng did not believe that the Holy Spirit King, after controlling the Angel World for so long, had no life-saving cards.
Ling Fengās original objective was to severely wound the Holy Spirit King and drive him out of the Angel World! As for wanting to kill him, it was merely something he said to boost the morale of the Angel Resistance Army.
But now, the Holy Spirit King chose to die, using death to curse Ling Feng!
Because he could see that with Ling Feng present, the Angel World would inevitably fall into Ling Fengās hands. As long as Ling Feng was alive, the Holy Spirit Clan would never be at peace!
"Even if I understand your choice... I can only say, itās futile!" Ling Feng sighed and said.
The Holy Angel chose self-sacrifice for the Angel World and the Angel Race, while the Holy Spirit King chose a path of no return for the status of the Holy Spirit Clan.
Ling Feng felt a trace of admiration for them. If he were in their shoes, he might have made the same choice and decision!
Understanding is one thing, but Ling Feng would not be swayed in his beliefs and actions because of this understanding. The world is inherently cruel, and resources are limited. To secure a better living space for his people, one must exploit the interests of other races. This is the law of survival!
This is something Ling Feng was very clear about, and he repeatedly warned himself inwardly that a person who is too much like the Holy Mother cannot bear such a heavy responsibility.
"Tower Spirit, do you know how to remove this curse?" After a moment of silence, Ling Feng did not notice anything abnormal in his body, so he asked the Tower Spirit.
The voice of the Tower Spirit appeared in Ling Fengās mind: "This is a curse from a Peak Half-step Immortal master; it is almost impossible to remove it!"
"Almost impossible to remove? So that means there is still a way to remove it?" Ling Feng asked.
The Tower Spirit said, "Indeed, I do know of a way to remove this curse, but right now, itās beyond your capability."
Ling Feng was silent for a moment and then said, "Is it a matter of reaching the Immortal Realm?"
"Thatās right, thatās exactly it!" the Tower Spirit said. "No matter how strong a Half-step Immortal master is, there is a vast gap compared to a true Immortal Realm. The curses they set might be impossible to remove for those of the same realm, but for someone in the Immortal Realm, they are nothing."
"I understand, but what is the effect of this curse? I donāt feel anything different," Ling Feng said in a deep voice. "Could it be that it didnāt work?"
The Tower Spiritās voice carried a hint of solemnity: "Do you think itās possible it didnāt work? That was a curse crafted by the life and faith of a Half-step Immortal master! If it were an ordinary curse, I wouldnāt be too worried, but this curse... is troublesome!"
"Speak then, I can handle it!" Ling Feng said.
The Tower Spirit said, "Then Iāll speak bluntly. The curse placed on you by the Holy Spirit King is the Curse of Aging!"
"The Curse of Aging?" Ling Feng mused for a moment and then said, "So this curse speeds up my aging?"
The Tower Spirit said, "Yes, it seems you understand. This Curse of Aging indeed accelerates your aging process. Moreover, it involves the Time Law, which can bypass your realm and cultivation, making it extremely difficult to deal with."
The Curse of Aging, is it? Ling Fengās heart skipped a beat, and he continued to ask: "If this Curse of Aging continues like this, how long can I hold out?"
Upon this question, the Tower Spirit fell silent.
"Hmm?" Ling Feng frowned slightly. He wasnāt sure if it was his imagination, but he noticed that his voice seemed to have changed slightly.
"This Curse of Aging will become more severe and progress faster. Given your current realm and cultivation, I think you can last up to six months!"
Six months? Ling Fengās eyes narrowed. He hadnāt expected things to be so severe. If he didnāt ascend to the Immortal Realm or find a solution within six months, would he be doomed to death?
"Iāve always felt like my time is very tight!" Ling Feng exhaled, "It seems I need to accelerate my actions and solve the problems here quickly so I can return to the Ancient Ruins and walk the Path of Immortality!"
"Ling Feng, although I canāt help you remove this curse, I can help delay its onset, but even if I do everything I can, I can only extend it by six months. So, you have at most one year!" The Tower Spiritās voice carried a hint of guilt: "If you canāt find a solution after a year, Iām sorry, but I will have to leave!"
Ling Feng chuckled softly, "Thatās only natural. An additional six months will have to suffice. Letās go. As long as we donāt give up, thereās always hope for the future, right?"
With those words, Ling Feng turned and left.
Suspended City vanished overnight; many masters escaped with their lives or perished. The Holy Spirit King was nowhere to be found, plunging the entire Angel World into panic and chaos.
Camille was stunned upon hearing the news. She never imagined that Ling Feng would actually go and kill the Holy Spirit King, the enemy sheād battled for tens of thousands of years, so effortlessly...
"Ling Feng is far too terrifying! The key is... how long has he been cultivating? Not even a century yet!" Camille shivered, realizing that she might have encountered someone even stronger than the Holy Spirit King.
The news of the Holy Spirit Kingās downfall extinguished the last flicker of resistance in Camilleās heart.
"Camille!" At this moment, the Bright Saintess sent a message to Camille: "Gather the high-ranking members of the Angel Resistance Army immediately. Now is the time for our counterattack."