Chapter 547: Chapter 547: Divine Wood Well Curse

At this moment, Zhao Jing realized something was wrong. Looking at Lu Jun below, surrounded by the surging Yellow Springs, he seemed like the rebirth of the Black Emperor, unfathomable like a deep ocean abyss.

The opponent’s composed demeanor clearly showed he had not used his full strength.

He understood now. Regardless of whether Lu Jun’s feat of hunting an Emperor was real or not, he simply could not defeat him.

Splash—Splash—Splash!

After destroying the Star River Tree, Lu Jun went all out. He controlled the boundless Yellow Springs ocean to erupt with a powerful devouring force, sealing the surroundings. His gaze shone as black voids collapsed one after another in space. With a thought, the Tai’a Sword split into ten thousand swords, tearing through the air.

In an instant, Zhao Jing’s situation became extremely perilous. Constantly dodging, he steeled himself and activated Wind Element magic, forcibly breaking free from the restraints of the Yellow Springs Forbidden Domain, turning into a streak of light and fleeing thousands of miles away.

Zhao Jing ran!

The Zhao Clan members fleeing in all directions across the wilderness were dumbfounded.

"Heh where do you think you’re going?"

Lu Jun remained unmoved, a cold smile on his face. With a thought, his vast spiritual power surged out. Silver radiance blossomed as he opened a spatial passage, forming a beam of light that descended onto Zhao Jing on the other end.

The fact that Mo Fan’s Space Element could not catch Zhao Jing in the future did not mean Lu Jun’s Space-Time Element could not.

And this was not the end. Lu Jun’s eyes flickered with a strange glow as dim radiance spread around him. The silver vortex ahead was affected, revealing an artistic conception of time flowing like a fleeting steed. The surrounding scenery became unpredictable, as if rapidly reversing.

Time Domain! Time Reversal!

Although this domain was limited by his Space-Time cultivation and could not freeze time against enemies above mid-level Monarch, it had other uses.

At this moment, Zhao Jing, who was fleeing through the void, sensed the dark silver radiance enveloping him. No matter how fast he flew, it felt as though he remained in place. The distant Magic Capital seemed eternally out of reach so close, yet impossibly far.

That’s right! Once Lu Jun’s spatial passage was imbued with the power of time, it became reverse teleportation.

Zhao Jing was like the Monkey King beneath the Five-Finger Mountain, unable to escape the Buddha’s palm.

Immediately after, Lu Jun advanced a hundred miles in a single step, shrinking the earth. His figure flickered strangely, and in just two or three steps, he caught up to Zhao Jing. Watching the purple-haired man desperately flapping his wings yet unable to move forward at all, Lu Jun silently raised the Tai’a Sword and slashed down.

Buzz!

Zhao Jing’s danger sense flared. Turning back, he saw Lu Jun closely pursuing him, divine sword in hand, intent on killing him. His scalp went numb as he shouted in disbelief, "This is impossible!"

The purple-haired young man barely tilted his head, narrowly avoiding the sharp sword light, his entire head almost severed.

"You forced me to this!"

Seeing Lu Jun pressing the attack, Zhao Jing gritted his teeth. A strange black sapling appeared in his palm as vast Plant Element energy poured into it.

Life Absorption! Frenzied Growth!

Boom—Boom—Boom!

In an instant, a vast and mighty power surged into the sky, forcibly repelling the approaching Lu Jun. The black sapling expanded in the wind, transforming into a thousand-zhang giant tree.

Then, a single tree became a forest. The towering pine-like canopy spread outward, forming an aerial forest entirely composed of interwoven branches, trunks, ancient vines, and massive leaves—a true blotting out the sky and sun!

The figures of Zhao Jing and Lu Jun were swallowed by this world of giant trees, disappearing without a trace!

At this moment, Lu Jun was entangled by endless vines and branches, as if sinking into a deep swamp, unable to move. No matter how many of the billions of sword lights around him slashed through them, more continued to surge forward endlessly.

Fortunately, his expression remained calm, without panic. A slight smile curved on his lips as he sneered, "Divine Wood Well... you’ve finally used it."

Meanwhile, Zhao Jing was also wrapped by countless branches and vines. However, relying on his high-level Plant magic, he controlled the ancient trees and easily broke free, hiding in a corner of the giant tree world.

Seeing Lu Jun’s figure disappear, he finally let out a breath of relief and muttered viciously, "You forced me."

The Divine Wood Well was a black forbidden zone located somewhere in Kunlun of Jiuzhou. Even demon empires dared not tread there lightly. Every year, it devoured countless powerful creatures.

If not for his teacher, the Plant Forbidden Curse Mage Yong Zun, bringing him along back then, he would have died there countless times over.

Even so, the Forbidden Curse Mage Yong Zun had nearly perished within the Divine Wood Well.

Zhao Jing himself did not dare to study the Divine Wood Well in depth, but his teacher Yong Zun had given him two treasures from that black forbidden zone.

One was the demonic sapling that could sway the crimson Star River earlier, and the other was this [Divine Wood Well Sapling].

The former, Zhao Jing was still slowly nurturing, trying to let it grow into a true evil plant that could grant him even more terrifying destructive power.

As for the latter, Zhao Jing never dared to use it casually. He feared that one day even he would be dragged into the Divine Wood Well, never to emerge again.

Although this Divine Wood Well was only a sapling and could not compare to the mature one within the forbidden zone, below the Forbidden Curse level, the possibility of coming out alive was nearly zero.

Zhao Jing sneered, "Heh, Lu Jun, there are many unknown powers in this world. Even a peerless genius, so what? You’ll still die!"

Rustle—Rustle—Rustle—Rustle—Rustle...

Suddenly, Zhao Jing heard a strange sound. It resembled trees being pushed aside, as if something was approaching.

Very quickly, he reacted, realizing something was wrong. Furious, he roared, "Damn it, you even dare to devour your own master?!"

Zhao Jing activated Plant Element magic, forcibly trying to command the Divine Wood Well. But as time passed, it gradually lost effectiveness.

Fear appeared on his face. Just as he was about to turn and flee, he was horrified to discover that the ancient trees in all directions had come alive. Countless wooden vines and branches transformed into terrifying ghostly hands, grabbing him and dragging him deeper inside.

"No! Don’t! Don’t!!"

Seeing this, Zhao Jing struggled violently, panicking.

On the other side, Lu Jun surveyed the world of ancient trees, his expression calm. His Eighth-Level spiritual perception was completely thrown into chaos here, danger signals were everywhere.

When he looked up, the sunlight that had once shone in gradually dimmed, eventually sinking into eternal darkness. This meant the Divine Wood Well was rapidly growing and expanding, consuming itself.

Lu Jun felt not the slightest fear. This situation forcing Zhao Jing to unleash his ultimate killing move had been intentional. Otherwise, he could have already entered his godhood state and killed the opponent in two or three punches.

He had always been curious about the Divine Wood Well. It could reflect the death states of all living beings in the world, even Emperors were no exception. It had buried corpses throughout history, carrying a hint of the Cycle Lake, the rotation of life and death.

Its powerful curse force could be said to determine the outcome through prophecy. Once it locked onto your destined death state, your fall became unavoidable.

Even more bizarre and powerful than the Nailhead Seven Arrows Book.

Lu Jun’s Curse Element had reached Level Two. The exact effect of his Level Two Book of Life and Death was still unclear. From the moment he encountered Zhao Jing, he had already formed this idea.

He naturally would not dare to provoke the complete Divine Wood Well forbidden zone and remained wary of it. But a mere sapling was another matter entirely.

Buzz—Buzz—Buzz!

As Lu Jun pondered, the ancient trees around him grew grotesque faces. Countless vines and branches transformed into pitch-black ghostly hands, surging endlessly toward him.

He remained indifferent, allowing the ghostly hands to seize him. Step by step, he followed the tearing force, walking deeper inside.

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