Collect the rags and I become a clairvoyant doctor

Chapter 2242 The power of curse

"Ancestor, I think what King Wu said makes sense. The curse from thousands of years ago might have been very powerful and overbearing, but after so much time has passed, the effect of this thing may have long since disappeared. The three of us don't have any special feelings." Zhentian said.

"I hope so!"

As someone who had personally experienced the power of the curse, the ancestor of the Guardian Organization knew too well how terrifying this thing was. It can be said that if he had not been hit by this thing, he might have survived for a long time.

"Ancestor, can you tell us what the soul-suppressing nail on your body is all about?" Seeing that the ancestor's consciousness had returned to normal, Zhentian immediately asked.

"This is a long story, I'm afraid I can't tell you all about it, so I'll just give you a rough outline of the situation."

Hearing this, none of the three men, King Wu, said anything, but they all turned their gazes to the corpse.

They are quite curious about this kind of secret, so of course they are willing to be a quiet listener.

It took about three minutes for the other party to finally successfully tell the whole story.

In fact, when the cultivation world underwent drastic changes, not everyone died. Some people completely released the evil in their human nature, and started burning, killing, and looting everywhere, becoming demons who committed all kinds of evil.

But there are also people who stick to their original intentions and choose to become guardians of one side. Among them are the corpses in front of us. They formed a Justice League, which is the predecessor of the Guardian Organization.

As the saying goes, "A tall tree attracts the wind." Because they had been recruiting righteous people from all over the world, they were soon regarded as thorns in the eyes and thorns in the flesh. Finally, one night, they were ambushed by a group of high-level practitioners. Even though the man in front of him tried his best to intercept them, he was eventually seized by the opportunity and cursed.

The art of curse is an extremely vicious and powerful technique, similar to cancer in modern medicine, and only a handful of people can break it.

Even though the man in front of him had used all his strength to suppress the curse, he still couldn't escape the fate of being corrupted in the end.

In order to prevent the curse from being spread to others, he finally nailed himself with the soul-soothing nail until he rotted in the coffin.

Of course, before that, he still left a spark of hope for all mankind. He joined forces with the people around him to create the unique central formation outside.

In other words, the central formation was not set up by a single person, but was jointly set up by the ancestors of the Guardian Organization.

No wonder this formation is so majestic and extremely sophisticated. Now it makes sense.

"Ancestor, since we had so many talented people in our organization, why has our planet become so sickly and half-dead now, unable to even break through to the late stage of the Divine Control Realm?"

"This question may be related to the great changes in the world that will happen later." The corpse replied.

"Great changes in the world?" Upon hearing this sensitive word, King Wu immediately asked, "Senior, do you know the inside story?"

"Although I founded the Guardian Organization, I don't have access to all the secrets. I only know that all of this was done intentionally. After the great changes in heaven and earth, those with strong cultivation were wiped out one by one. The entire cultivation world ushered in the darkest turmoil, and it was also the end of an era." The corpse replied.

In fact, when the world changed drastically, he had already sealed himself in this mausoleum, because the power of his curse had begun to devour his mind. If he did not use the Soul-Soothing Nail to seal himself, he might truly lose himself and become a demon who kills people without blinking an eye and is controlled by others.

It was because of this that he escaped the indiscriminate annihilation after the great changes in heaven and earth.

However, even if he did not die under the Heavenly Law, he was eventually tortured to death by the power of the curse, leaving only a central formation.

Referring to the current Heavenly Dao, if this Heavenly Dao also possessed the power to wipe out the strong in the past, then it would indeed be possible to completely end the last era of cultivation.

Because under the coverage of the Avenue, no one can hide.

Someone created this thing just to eliminate all those who have cultivated. Thinking of this, Qin Fei couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat on his back.

Because he had roughly guessed who came up with this thing.

He is none other than the person who built the ladder to heaven!

First, he used the Ladder to Heaven to lure high-level practitioners to kill each other, or even die. Later, he created a great road to cover the entire planet, leading to the complete destruction of an era.

To achieve the goal, whatever means necessary!

The cruelty of this kind of person was far beyond Qin Fei's imagination, and it was impossible for him not to be shocked.

Originally, Qin Fei thought that the Heavenly Dao might help them resist the people rushing out from the ancient battlefield world and were the side of justice.

But now it seems that Heaven is the real executioner!

Kill without blinking an eye!

The extinction of an entire era is no problem.

Even thinking about this kind of thing made Qin Fei feel a chill down his spine.

"Ancestor, the central formation is now on the verge of collapse. Is there a chance to save it?" At this moment, Zhentian raised another crucial question.

The central formation was originally built by the ancestor and his group of people. Now the formation is on the verge of collapse, and the ancestor is still conscious. How could he not ask this question?

"When I built the central formation, I set up a restarting mechanism at the bottom of the formation. As long as this mechanism is triggered, the formation will have a chance to reorganize!" replied the corpse.

Hearing this, Qin Fei and the other two couldn't help but look at each other, because they had already used this opportunity for reorganization.

"Apart from this opportunity, is there any possibility that the formation can be repaired?" Zhentian asked again.

"If you don't have the corresponding strength, you'd better not consider this problem. The formation is just like us humans, it has its own destiny. If it really needs to collapse, then let it collapse."

At this point, Qin Fei and the other two could clearly feel that the sound of the corpse in front of them had become much quieter.

"This remaining consciousness of mine can't last much longer. Just tell me if there's anything else you need me to do." A voice came from the corpse.

"Ancestor, I want your inheritance and the knife in your hand!"

Since the ancestors had already taken the initiative to ask them what they needed, Zhentian immediately stated his needs.

As the saying goes, an honest man does not do shady things. If he wants something, he can just say it directly. There is no need to hide it.

After all, no one knows when the ancestor's consciousness will dissipate. Perhaps when a gust of wind blows, the ancestor will fly away and never come back.

"Okay, then I will do as you wish!"

Previously, he was sealed with the Soul-Suppressing Nail, and the ancestor of the Guardian Organization had no idea what he was doing.

Now that his consciousness has returned to his body, he must of course take care of his younger generations.

So he agreed to Zhentian without hesitation.