It was unclear how much time had passed.
"Daoist."
"Master Chen."
"Master Chen."
Chen Jichuan slowly awakened. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Daoist Miao Fa, Daoist Hong Yuan, Jin Shenggu, Ban Zhao, and others standing before him.
He felt a moment of confusion.
"You all—"
When he tried to sit up, he realized his body felt as though it had been dismantled—
Powerless.
In pain.
Suddenly, memories surged back like a tide, and Chen Jichuan finally remembered—
"I've been affected by an evil technique."
As he spoke.
His voice was hoarse and terrifying.
"That's correct."
"Daoist, you were struck by Qizhenzi's 'Plow Head Technique.' This technique is insidious and also known as the 'Seven-day Death Spell.' A single strike can kill and scatter the soul of an ordinary person. Though you've achieved Transforming Strength and possess a solid foundation, if the curse isn't lifted in time, in seven days, you too will lose all vitality!"
Daoist Miao Fa's expression was heavy.
