Chapter 443

Chapter 443: The Ancient Witch Sect

"Heh?" Fang Lie laughed instead of growing angry. "I’d say this isn’t your luck—it’s your doom! You’re in deep trouble!"

"Hah!" Immortal Youhuo sneered. "Brat, you think your undying nature makes you invincible, don’t you?"

"Obviously. Worst case, I die by your hand and revive!" Fang Lie retorted coldly. "But afterward, you’ll regret this. Immortal Youhuo, was it? Remember this—I’ll come for you!"

"Oh?" Immortal Youhuo chuckled. "What gives a runt like you the courage to threaten me? Even if you escape, what can a late-stage Thunder Tribulation cultivator like me possibly fear?"

"True, I can’t touch you directly yet," Fang Lie shot back. "But answer me—do you have sons? Grandsons? Favorite disciples?"

"Hmph." Immortal Youhuo’s smile vanished. "I’ve a large clan with many useless descendants. Targeting them would… complicate matters."

Though Thunder Tribulation Immortals could protect their territories, their scattered descendants couldn’t all huddle under their gaze. They needed to cultivate, travel, manage family assets—leaving vulnerabilities.

Normally, none dared attack them, fearing Immortal Youhuo’s wrath rather than lacking capability.

But Fang Lie’s undying nature removed that fear. His thunder pearls—crafted by Thunder Tribulation Immortals—could flatten multiple cities. How many major cities did Immortal Youhuo’s clan possess?

Moreover, Fang Lie’s vast Mo Sect contribution points let him requisition endless thunder pearls. Even major sects dreaded his destructive potential—places like Iron-Walled Jin City numbered over a hundred per sect. Losing several would cripple any power.

Immortal Youhuo suppressed his unease. "Enough bluster. You think you can escape? I’ll deny you even death’s release!"

"Hah! Keep me immortal?" Fang Lie scoffed. "Unless you kill me permanently!"

"Precisely." Immortal Youhuo’s eyes gleamed. "Did you think we attacked blindly? Your revival technique has flaws."

"Oh? You’ve discovered them?" Fang Lie mocked. "Don’t flatter yourselves."

"True—analyzing a supreme revival art requires hundreds of live cases. But all such arts share one weakness: the ancient Left Dao Ancestor’s witchcraft!"

Fang Lie paled. "Impossible! The Witch Sect’s lineage was eradicated!"

In antiquity, the Buddhist, Tao, and Fang Sects flourished, but none matched the Left Dao’s Witch Sect in cruelty. Their Curse Techniques reigned supreme.

Bloodline witchcraft required only a descendant’s essence to craft a Straw Figure. Through altars and protective arrays, entire bloodlines could be cursed—bypassing even revival techniques.

Great clans fell easily. At its height, the Witch Sect dominated all until united forces annihilated them after millennia of war. Their Dao lineage vanished, leaving only fragments like the Ghost Realm Sect.

The old bird had warned Fang Lie: ancient witchcraft and Law of Cause and Effect techniques could bypass his Nirvana revival.

Immortal Youhuo smirked at Fang Lie’s terror. "Fear strikes at last! The Witch Sect’s legacy was purged, but…" He produced an ancient straw doll. "We preserved Great Witch-crafted curses. This ends you."

Fang Lie’s blood drained. Great Witch relics could slay Semi-Immortals—his clone stood no chance.

"Hand over your undying secret and join the Ghost Realm Sect," Immortal Youhuo offered. "I’ll even make you my disciple."

"Fang Family members die before betraying!" Fang Lie spat.

"Stubborn fool." Immortal Youhuo snatched Fang Lie’s Sumeru Bag. "Let’s see your treasures—ah? Only this sword? Where are the Green Fox Demons?"

Fang Lie smirked. "Why would I gift treasures to my killer?"

"Curse you!" Immortal Youhuo brandished the lone treasured sword. "This changes nothing. You’ll break soon enough."