"Dead?"

"What’s going on!"

"How did this guy die?"

Amidst a hubbub, a calm voice suddenly rose, saying, "I felt something was off earlier. Why would the Beast King, after winning, still try to stop and even challenge a stronger Qing Lan next... isn’t that certain death? So, it turns out you’re setting a trap!"

"Exactly! No wonder they had such a bad attitude towards the Beast King earlier, and kept arranging nearly unbeatable opponents. It turns out they were setting a trap to trick us into betting. It’s outrageous!"

"Now that Qing Lan is dead, we must count it as a win for the Beast King, right?"

"Exactly, exactly!"

....

Within the arena, voices rose and fell. The spiritualists watching weren’t panicked and didn’t feel it could be a deliberate attack. After all, this was the Dark World’s arena; who could be bold enough to act so recklessly?

Compared to a curse assassination, they were more willing to believe this was an arena setup, thinking this possibility was slightly higher.

In the office at the top of the arena, a tall white-haired man looked at the battle below, squinting slightly, and said, "Send someone to sense the situation. I want to see who dares to run wild on my turf."

"Yes!"

The arena officials quickly got to work, updating the duel arrangements swiftly. The arena’s betting pool was also temporarily suspended. However, the cursing from the audience didn’t cease; they merely watched the arena’s actions.

Several perception system spiritualists stepped forward, closing their eyes to use their abilities to sense the arena’s situation. Several security personnel of the arena also walked in to check if there were any issues within.

Then...

"Thud!" "Thud!" "Thud!"...

On the arena’s edge, the spiritualists responsible for sensing fell one after another. Their deaths were gruesome, eyes full of disbelief, as if they had seen something terrifying before dying.

Within the arena, a searching spiritualist suddenly saw a prompt.

[Hint: You have picked up a Dominator Level equipment - Eye of Omaragon]

His eyes suddenly changed. Almost at the next moment, he was about to shout out and tell those around him about his discovery, but before he could shout, the Eye of Omaragon automatically equipped and triggered its trait.

The instant death judgment quickly activated. That spiritualist opened his mouth wide but couldn’t utter a word. His eyes turned despairing and dim, his body becoming emaciated, and he eventually fell to the ground.

The other spiritualists instinctively stepped back, maintaining a safe distance from him. But soon, the second spiritualist also received a prompt from the Spirit Realm.

His gaze suddenly changed, yet he didn’t speak out immediately, just looking around in terror, seemingly seeking some reliance, hoping he could survive this despair.

Then...

He too was cursed to death.

Although he didn’t actively expose himself, his flaws were too glaring. With someone like him here, it was only a matter of time before a move was made, so it was better to eliminate him directly and switch to a new, more useful host.

This was the true Eye of Omaragon after breaking free from Ye Mingqiu’s restraint, the most terrifying curse system Dominator Level growth equipment.

In the next moment, the Eye of Omaragon changed to a new host. This new host, after seeing several previous hosts die instantly, roughly guessed something. So when he picked up the equipment, he didn’t make any changes.

He just looked around in bewildered fear like an ordinary person, looking at the other spiritualists looking at him, his body trembling with fright.

’A clever guy.’

In the storage space, the Eye of Omaragon showed a playful smile, filled with contempt and disdain, like a divinity from above looking down on mortals.

....

In the audience, many spiritualists who sensed out of curiosity died. Young Master Lu watched the deaths of those spiritualists, recalling Tang Ruobing’s warning in his mind.

"From now on, no matter how curious you are, you must not perceive towards the center, or you’ll die."

Her voice was simple and straightforward, with no explanation, just a plain statement.

Now, all the spiritualists responsible for sensing by the arena officials were dead, and many on the stage who sensed out of curiosity were also dead. Such a level of death had severely affected the arena’s battle watching. Everyone in the audience was worried, not knowing if they would be the next to die.

Thus, the arena’s battle was interrupted by this sudden change, and everyone inside the arena was engulfed in fear.

"Curse system!"

"He was cursed to death!"

Suddenly, a spiritualist skilled in postmortem perception looked at his companion beside him, shouting in terrifying confusion, then looked at the other bodies, eyes gleaming, continued saying, "This one was also cursed to death! That one too! All were cursed to death!"

Soon, the arena’s spiritualist officials approached him, inquiring about the details, and the spiritualist answered each question, proving he indeed had the ability to determine the cause of death.

The tall white-haired man standing at the forefront looked down and said, "Alright, I know now. Can you determine the source? Even an approximate location would do."

"I can’t judge. The opponent seems to have an incredibly powerful curse ability. I’m not sure if they’ve even used their full strength; cursing dozens of people doesn’t seem difficult for them."

"Okay, come with me."

....