Supreme of the Heavenly Realm
Chapter 189 - 186 Soul-devouring Curse

Chapter 189: Chapter 186 Soul-devouring Curse

In the following days, Ye Xuan began searching for an exit in the surrounding area, but his initial search, just like Mu Yan’s, did not reveal any likely exit to the outside world. At least if it was apparent, he feared Mu Yan would have found it without needing his help.

Under such circumstances, Ye Xuan employed the Divine Sense Detection Method, investigating every minute detail of the environment, not letting even the slightest clue escape his notice.

Finally, under his meticulous investigation, he located the weak area of this enclosed space.

"This is it."

Ye Xuan leaned close to a rocky cave, peering through a small hole the size of an eye, seemingly glimpsing some light. He extended his Divine Sense there and detected an outside passage behind it, but it was blocked by several large rocks. The only way through was to break these rocks.

"I’ll take care of this."

Flood Dragon stepped forward. When it came to strength, who could surpass his? The strength of Demon Beasts, especially a high-class Demon Beast with the Dragon Clan Bloodline like him, meant breaking a few rocks was truly an understatement.

"Okay, you go ahead, but control your strength, don’t collapse the whole place."

Ye Xuan had no doubts about the creature’s power, but he worried that using too much force might collapse their surroundings and truly trap them.

"Don’t worry, I can handle it," Flood Dragon asserted confidently.

Ye Xuan nodded and signaled Mu Yan to step back, giving Flood Dragon space to unleash his power.

Boom!

After they had moved back, Flood Dragon’s demonic power surged, emitting a deafening roar similar to a dragon’s, and then with a loud shout, he threw a powerful punch forward. The terrifying force of the punch turned into a dragon-shaped airflow, smashing fiercely against the stone wall in front of him.

Bang!

The punch was ferociously powerful and instantly turned the giant rocks into rubble. The violent force caused Ye Xuan and Mu Yan to summon their True Qi for protection. The dragon-shaped airflow had completely obliterated the obstructing boulders, forcibly carving a path through.

"Well done."

Ye Xuan saw the previously obstructed passage and a smile appeared on his face, praising it for a rare moment. However, just as he finished speaking, a "crack" sound emerged from above the passage.

Crack crack!

The crack spread like a spider web, rapidly extending. This sight drastically changed Ye Xuan’s expression, and he swiftly leaped into the passage while shouting, "Follow me!"

Not daring to delay, Flood Dragon and Mu Yan’s expressions changed, and following Ye Xuan’s lead, they dashed into the passage.

Rumble!

Just behind the three, the passage began collapsing rapidly, the collapse outpacing Ye Xuan and the others. Fortunately, they had moved quickly enough, and when they finally stopped, the collapse behind them had also ceased.

Phew...

Having narrowly avoided danger, Ye Xuan breathed a sigh of relief and then looked forward again. Before them was a much wider passage.

"Let’s follow this path; maybe it’ll lead us out."

Being trapped underground for nearly a month, finding a potential passage to the outside world was undeniably exciting. After spending so much time underground, Ye Xuan felt he was nearly moldy.

However, after walking a distance, he noticed Mu Yan lagging behind, seemingly slowing down. Surprised, he asked, "Are you okay? We’re so close to getting out."

"I’m fine."

Mu Yan’s face was somewhat pale. Clenching her teeth, she caught up, though her expression seemed like she was enduring something; her condition didn’t look good.

Seeing her like this, Ye Xuan decided not to concern himself too much. This witch was full of tricks, probably plotting something as usual. It was better not to meddle.

The three continued through the passage, and after about ten minutes, a stone wall appeared before them, once again blocking their path.

"This is bad, kid. You’ve led us to a dead end."

Seeing the tightly sealed stone wall, Flood Dragon’s expression changed. If this path was a dead end, it was really bad news because the way they had come had collapsed, leaving them no way to return to the previous underground space.

That is, if this path doesn’t work, they were left with no other route but a dead end.

"I refuse to believe my luck is that bad."

Ye Xuan’s expression was grim, but he refused to believe it was a dead end. He quickly walked to the end of the passage, then began checking and tapping the stone wall, gauging its thickness.

After inspecting it a bit, Ye Xuan furrowed his brow because he found that it wasn’t just a stone wall, but likely an endless layer of rock, meaning that this passage really was a dead end.

"Dammit, who made such a dead-end to screw us over!"

Even though Ye Xuan usually refrained from swearing, he couldn’t help but curse now. He had thought he found a way out, but it turned out to be a dead end, which probably meant they would die even faster.

Bang!

At that moment, Mu Yan, who had been as pale as a ghost and dripping with cold sweat, suddenly collapsed and sat down on the ground, her lips turning pale and her breathing weakened.

"Hey, stop playing dead."

Ye Xuan glanced at her, annoyed, and naturally had no intention of indulging the witch. She had seemed fine just a moment ago, now suddenly looking like she was about to die—who would believe that?

The nearby Flood Dragon sensed something off and stepped forward to check on her. After a brief examination, its expression changed slightly before it turned and said, "Kid, it looks like she really has a problem."

"Really has a problem?"

Ye Xuan was taken aback and furrowed his brow. He walked over to Mu Yan, knelt down, and checked her pulse.

"Hmm?"

A change in his expression caused Ye Xuan’s pupils to constrict. He then disregarded any concerns about propriety and flipped open the collar of Mu Yan’s clothing. Her pale skin was exposed, and on it were several bizarre black lines that emitted a heavy aura of death, seemingly sucking the life out of her body like a chronic poison, placing her in mortal peril.

Ye Xuan’s gaze intensified, and he slowly opened Mu Yan’s collar further, but at the same time, he looked over at the Flood Dragon, "You, turn around."

"I... Fine, I won’t look."

The Flood Dragon turned away, somewhat sullen. This kid, never missing a detail. But it’s not as if he hadn’t seen it before, when Ye Xuan violated Mu Yan earlier, not just a woman’s body. He had lived for hundreds of years; what hadn’t he seen? Not to mention the bodies of female demons.

Once the Flood Dragon had turned away, Ye Xuan opened Mu Yan’s collar further, a splendid view that took his breath away. However, Ye Xuan just glanced briefly and then looked away, focusing on a black mark just below her neck.

This black mark, clearly the source of those eerie black lines, looked like the head of a ferocious beast but also somewhat resembled a complicated pattern.

"What is this, a curse?"

Ye Xuan placed his finger near the black mark and soon discerned something. The mark’s emanations were profoundly obscure, and although the power was clearly strong, it seemed elusive. Evidently, this black mark was some kind of curse that even he didn’t recognize.

"Can you tell what it is? But even if you can, that’s not very useful. It’s the Soul-devouring Curse from the Black Demon Sect. No one can break it except the caster," Mu Yan said as the flicker of hope in her eyes quickly faded.

"That’s not necessarily true. I’ve seen curse techniques ten times stronger than this. The Soul-devouring Curse is low-level, it may not be impossible to break," said Ye Xuan, his expression thoughtful.

"You can break it?"

A flicker of astonishment crossed Mu Yan’s face, and a tinge of joy seemed about to burst forth.

"I can’t break it right now."

Ye Xuan shook his head, "To break a curse, you need to know how it works. I don’t know anything about it now, so how can I break it?"

Just as Mu Yan began to feel disappointed, Ye Xuan spoke again, "But I can suppress it for you for now. I can’t completely remove it, but I can at least prevent it from flaring up and temporarily dissipate its power."

Heard this, Mu Yan’s eyes instantly lit up, though when she saw Ye Xuan’s somewhat smug expression, her face calmed considerably. Nonetheless, for her own life’s sake, she had to lower her voice and say, "Then please... help me."

"I can save you, but you have to agree to one condition."

A sly smile formed on Ye Xuan’s lips.

"What condition?" Mu Yan’s pretty face hardened. Asking for conditions at this time was like demanding terms during a siege; she probably couldn’t refuse.

"From now on, be mine," Ye Xuan said nonchalantly.

"What?" Mu Yan’s face showed astonishment, then quickly flushed red.

The Flood Dragon, who had turned away, also widened his eyes. This kid was being a bit too direct.

"You’re misunderstanding. What I mean is, I can save you, but you must obey me from now on, which means betraying the Black Demon Sect. In exchange, I’ll help you break the curse on your body as soon as possible."

Ye Xuan chuckled a few times, but the embarrassment on his face quickly faded, replaced by a solemn expression. If the witch wouldn’t agree, then saving her would be like nurturing an enemy for himself, a foolish act he wouldn’t commit.