Twilight Boundary-Chapter 825 - 808: Making a Great Vow, Investiture of the Ming King (6,000 Words)

The skills taught by Second Master are indeed useful.

However, as these skills grow stronger, the same technique, when used, yields different results.

This group of people emerging from the rebels, the red belly bands on them clearly harbor significant evil. They hid among the rebels, initially only intending to use them as cover to get close to that food-protection general and capture him all at once.

However, they didn't expect the food-protection general to be so arrogant, coming out of the city alone. Seeing him not far away, of course, they had to seize the opportunity to strike, confident in using the red belly bands on their bodies to capture the food-protection general amidst thousands of soldiers and horses.

Upon seeing them, Manager Xu on the city wall was startled and hurriedly shouted to Hu Ma: "Quick, quick, save the food-protection general..."

"These demon people from the Niang'er Sect are not easy to handle, they belong to the Huzhou Three-headed Flood Dragon."

"..."

"Three-headed Jiao?"

As for Hu Ma, after quietly exhaling, he didn't pay it any more mind. In the military camp, there was only a momentary flicker of firelight, mixed with the surrounding dust, as if the ground shook, but there seemed to be no change.

Manager Xu, having some skills himself, couldn't quite understand what Hu Ma did, so he anxiously said, "They once ruled through tyranny, fiercely powerful."

"Earlier, upon seeing our Mingzhou incense ablaze, they planned to come in, but were blocked by the food-protection general. Who would have thought they'd have the audacity to use evil skills to infiltrate the army and try to exploit this rebellion for change."

Hu Ma wasn't worried, just curious: "What kind of ghostly thing is this Niang'er Sect? The name does sound sinister."

"It's said to be from the cursing sect, isn't it sinister?"

Xu Wensheng, being smart, approached to remind Hu Ma, naturally anxious, but seeing Hu Ma so calm, he knew that Hu Ma must have had a handle on the situation, so he wasn't anxious anymore, just whispering:

"Shousui is fierce, walking ghosts are mixed, tricks are refined, and the cursing sect takes the character 'evil.'"

"Many dharma methods are useless in the army because the army's killing qi is strong, causing the techniques of ghostly gods to disappear when hit by it."

"Only this cursing sect is different, always able to figure out some strange things."

"Look at these old masters, wearing women's red belly bands; these are their magical treasures. These belly bands were chosen from those worn by women of the sect, unchanged for years, just for that yin qi and monthly blood qi."

"When the time comes, they are removed, and Niang'er Sect experts draw runes and cast Black Magic on them, making them invulnerable when worn, intimidating and inexplicably fierce... But the problem is, worn too long, they lose their masculinity."

"Thus, they have a tradition of wife-killing in the sect; when the cultivation reaches a certain point, they kill their wives and offer them to the sect or invite other members to share."

"This is called the wife-offering feast."

"When a table is set like this, others will know that his skills have matured, and he doesn't need a wife anymore."

"..."

Hu Ma watched, nodding, eyes still fixed on the battlefield, and said, "That's quite a price."

Regarding being invulnerable, both Shousui and Negative Spirit Sect have it, but Shousui relies on strong physique, Negative Spirit relies on the things carried, and this cursing sect seems to rely on something to gather yin qi.

This invulnerability, with such sinister energy, is even stronger than Shousui and Negative Spirit, but it also has many nuances.

For example, Shousui's invulnerability comes from perfected skills, almost impossible to harm.

Negative Spirit is about summoning powerful entities, the stronger they are, the harder they are to harm.

While cursing relies on chaos; the more chaotic the situation, the harder to harm.

The same person, in a state of panic, holding a knife or gun, attacking a person wearing a red belly band, no matter how they chop or stab, it's hard to harm even a little.

The more anxious you get, the tougher the opponent.

But if you calm down, focus your energy, and stab accurately, you might penetrate it.

Additionally, most magic emphasizes balance, requiring both technique and health maintenance, but they act recklessly. 𝘧𝓇𝑒𝑒𝑤ℯ𝑏𝓃𝘰𝑣ℯ𝘭.𝘤ℴ𝘮

As long as it's useful, anything goes.

But then again, the world isn't short of such sinister sects, with little interaction with those on the Path, even less known in the jianghu, usually acting covertly, exploiting the Ten Surnames Hall Official's loopholes to perform ruthless deeds.

Yet for this reason, sometimes they stumble upon a few lethal trump cards.

Frankly, the ten surnames' pasts are rather shady... except our Hu Family... but the reputation is here, faces must be saved, and the disciples can't act wildly, utterly without limits, they are vaguely constrained.

But as for them, behind closed doors, they act without restraint, with malice that far surpasses those in the open.

Hu Ma's skills are not weak now, but he can't immediately discern all their magic, so he could only use the True Yang Arrow, a somewhat blunt method.

By now, those wearing red belly bands have already reached before Yang Gong, unable to care where the roasting sensation overhead comes from, only charging forward, ignoring the troops surging from behind.

It seemed they might actually seize the food-protection general, but suddenly it felt as if the sounds around them turned blurry, everywhere was hot air, as if the ground turned into a volcano.

Looking down, they saw the golden runes on the belly band had melted, dripping away one drop at a time.