On The Path Of Cultivation To Become God

Chapter 163: You Can Try

A curse is something that could be easily dealt with if one knew the source of its power.

However, in most cases, the source remains hidden or elusive, making it difficult to break the curse.

Many believe that curses stem from deep-seated negative emotions or unresolved conflicts, causing them to linger and haunt individuals or even generations.

Without understanding the root cause, it becomes nearly impossible to find a solution and break free from the curse's grasp.

This is why Chen Tian used his Chaos Insight to look beneath the surface and reveal the concealed origin of the curse that had afflicted the old man.

A dark energy emanated from the old man's body.

"Ahh!!"

As many souls started to appear around him, scaring Ming Ming and surprising Butler Wan, who had never witnessed such a phenomenon before,

The souls seemed to be trapped in a never-ending cycle of suffering, their anguish etched onto their spectral faces.

Chen Tian knew that in order to release them, he would need to break the curse.

He could sense the weight of the curse, its tendrils entwined with the old man's soul.

With great care, Chen Tian began to remove the layers of the curse.

"Noo!!!"

"Help me!!"

"Please, y-you must stop!"

"Tskkk." Chen Tian's eyes narrowed.

When his spiritual Qi connected with the curse, many voices filled with anguish and desperation started to echo in Chen Tian's mind.

The hidden origin of the curse was revealed to him; on the old man's back was a black skull etched into his skin, pulsating with dark, wicked energy.

Chen Tian's heart sank as he realized the depth of the curse's hold on the old man.

With grim determination, he channeled his spiritual Qi to counteract the curse, determined to free the old man from its clutches.

Chen Tian was pissed; his expression darkened as he heard more voices inside his head.

He could even hear the sound of kids screaming and pleading for help, their voices haunting his thoughts.

"This curse is 100% directed towards the old man; it can't be a coincidence that for making such a curse that person sacrificed a lot of people to create this curse" Chen Tian thought angrily.

He clenched his fists, feeling a surge of anger. The thing he hated the most was using kids as pawns in someone's twisted game.

The thought of innocent children suffering because of someone's selfish desires fueled his anger.

If he found out who that person was, Chen Tian swore to himself that he would make them pay for the pain they had caused.

"I need to act quickly; the curse is sticking to the old man like a leech," Chen Tian muttered under his breath.

He knew that time was running out, and every moment wasted meant that the older man's life would be in danger.

Chen Tian knew that he had to act quickly before the curse consumed the old man.

He used his spiritual Qi and started to erase the dark energy that was surrounding the old man's body.

Ming Ming and Butler Wan were beside Chen Tian, watching anxiously as he cured the old man on the bed.

Both of them watched with careful eyes as Chen Tian's hands glowed with a radiant golden light.

Butler Wan wasn't that surprised; as Divine Martial artists, they can use the energy of the heavens and Earth outside their bodies.

But for the little girl, Ming Ming, it was a sight she had never seen before. Her eyes widened in awe at what she witnessed.

The golden light enveloped Chen Tian's hands, gradually expanding to cover the old man's body, as if he had become a golden statue.

Ming-Ming couldn't help but gasp in amazement, her heart pounding with excitement.

She had seen her grandfather use this many times, but her grandfather's energy wasn't this beautiful.

As the golden light intensified, it seemed to emit a soothing warmth that enveloped the entire room, creating an atmosphere of tranquility and reverence.

Ming Ming couldn't tear her eyes away, captivated by the spectacle before her.

The black skull etched into his skin, pulsating with dark energy, started to disappear as the golden light grew more powerful.

Chen Tian also used his lightning law, as lightning was also a force that could counter the curse.

Chen Tian channeled the electricity through his fingertips, directing it towards the old man's body.

The air crackled with energy as the curse began to weaken under the powerful surge of lightning.

The old man's frail form trembled, but Chen Tian didn't stop.

Minutes later, the sound of cries and pleading that filled Chen Tian's mind completely dissipated.

The black skull was etched into his skin and fully disappeared, leaving behind nothing.

Removing the curse, Chen Tian brought the green pill in his hand to the old man's mouth and watched as his body visibly relaxed.

The curse had been broken, and after taking the pill, the old man's pale face and trembling ceased.

The unconscious old man looked healthier and more vibrant than he had in years.

The vitality in his body seemed to have returned, as if the curse had never taken hold of him.

"It's done; the old man should be fine now," Chen Tian said with relief. "The curse has been completely lifted."

"Thank you, Chen Tian!!" Ming Ming exclaimed, tears welling up in her eyes. She had been worried sick about her grandfather's health for months, but now she could finally breathe a sigh of relief.

"Thank you, young man; the Ming family owes you a great debt of gratitude. Butler Wan expressed his gratitude with a deep sense of appreciation.

"Please let us know if there is ever anything we can do to repay you."

Chen Tian humbly nodded.

Just as he was about to get up, his eyes flashed a cold glint as he opened his mouth and said in a cold tone,

"Come out, bug; I know you have been spying on us." The sudden change in his demeanor startled everyone in the room.

Butler Wan's expression turned from gratitude to confusion, while Chen Tian's eyes remained fixed on a corner of the room.

Gradually, a shadowy figure that looked like a ghost emerged from the corner of the room.

He slowly approached Tian, a smirk playing on his lips. "You caught me," he said, his voice dripping with sarcasm.

Its presence sent a chill down Ming Ming's spine as she retreated back several steps, hiding behind Chen Tian's back.

Chen Tian's eyes narrowed in response, and his fists clenched tightly. "You're the one who made this curse?"

"Hehehe~ indeed," the figure chuckled, his voice echoing inside the room.

Both Ming Ming and Butler Wan were taken aback by the sinister laughter that filled the air.

The figure's eyes gleamed with malevolence. "But it seems you're more perceptive than I thought." His eyes gleamed with a mischievous glint as he continued,

"I've underestimated your abilities, young man. When I sensed that someone was trying to break my curse, I never thought it would be a kid."

"You! How dare you try and kill the old patriarch of the Ming family!" This time, it was Butler Wan who spoke up, his voice filled with anger and determination to kill the person in front of him.

Just as he was about to attack, Chen Tian stooped down and raised his hand, signaling for him to calm down.

"Butler Wan, it's idiotic if you attacked him; he's not really here; this shadowy figure is just an illusion." Chen Tian spoke calmly, his eyes fixed on the shadowy figure.

"Hahaha~~ the boy is right." His sinister voice rang through the room.

"All of you should be careful not to underestimate me," the shadowy figure continued, a wicked smirk forming on his face.

"The Ming family may have escaped this time, but I will surely return." Butler Wan's anger turned to caution as he took a step back.

"And as for you, kid! I will remember you; you dared and ruined this Lord's plan, and I will make sure you pay dearly for it!" The shadowy figure's voice grew louder and more menacing but Chen Tian remained unfazed.

"You can try," Chen Tian replied without a hint of fear in his voice. The shadowy figure let out a furious growl, his eyes burning with rage. "We shall see," he hissed. "But remember, this lord never..."

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Just before the shadowy figure was speaking, Chen Tian waved his hand, and with this brandishing, the body of the shadowy figure disappeared.

"Heh, you talk too much." Chen Tian let out a cold laugh as he turned away.

He looked at Ming Ming, his eyes gleaming with coldness. "It looks like your troubles are over for the time being, but you should be careful from now on," he said, a smirk playing on his lips.

Ming Ming nodded, relief evident in her eyes.

"Indeed," she replied, her voice filled with gratitude.

"Thank you, Chen Tian." She deeply thanked Chen Tian, but he simply shrugged it off.