Kapitel 692: Chapter 692: Breaking the Curse

The tree was adorned with blood-soaked dolls, radiating a chilling and eerie aura. Any ordinary person seeing it would be shit scared. Even ancient martial arts Grandmasters like Ji Zhengyu and Xia Ying now felt their scalp tingling.

"Boy! Today, you will regret ever setting foot in this world!" Master Wu's face took on a devilish twist, his eyes shining with a demonic flame.

Huang Xiaolong, however, crossed his arms and smiled cheekily, seemingly preparing himself for Master Wu's curse.

Ma Chuxia wanted to warn Huang Xiaolong but remembering who he was, she calmed down.

"Die!" Master Wu said steadily, his lips curled up as he began reciting a lengthy, complex, and archaic curse.

An eerie breeze swept across, causing the tree to rustle and sway—the shaking branches resembled hundreds of ghostly hands. The dolls hanging from the branches started to swing ghastly, emitting sharp cursed voices—

"Huang Xiaolong, I want you to die a terrible death!"