"Go!"

The Purple Cloud Divine Sword was thrown out, transforming into a sky full of purple lightning spreading through this void.

Soon after, the purple lightning began to contract sharply, trapping the Shadow Demon King, who was preparing to escape, in a cage made of lightning.

Feeling the terrifying pressure emanating from the lightning, Nai Wenmo’er couldn’t help but feel a deep fear in his heart.

Earlier when he clashed with Zhang Xiaoman for the first time, he suffered losses because of this lightning. He could sense that the lightning contained a power that restrained him, a power not inferior to the suppression from the Holy Angel Clan.

Trying to break through, he found no success, instead, it caused the lightning cage to tighten even more. The purple thunderbolts struck him, causing immense pain.

"Hehehehe, it’s useless, you can’t kill me. As long as there is darkness in this world, I am undying. Wait for the day I come back to avenge you!"

At this moment, Nai Wenmo’er suddenly laughed grimly. Zhang Xiaoman seemed to feel his venomous gaze through his face shrouded in black aura.

Appearing resigned, he stopped the meaningless struggle, stared intensely at Zhang Xiaoman, and uttered a curse.

"Despised Spiritual Wisdom Clan, ignorant mortal, sinner who dares offend the divine, I curse you in the name of the Primordial Darkness, I condemn you in the name of Eternal Shadows. From this day forth, you shall be hunted by darkness. The icy death and venomous resentful spirits will haunt you forever, even in death you will find no peace. Your soul will be devoured by me, enslaved for eternity, subjected to endless confinement and torment..."

Blah blah blah.

Nai Wenmo’er muttered a long diatribe, but Zhang Xiaoman merely glanced at him, without attacking immediately.

He knew these attacks had little significance against this Shadow Demon now, merely adding some injuries. Killing him accidentally would be a loss.

The Shadow Demon King could also resurrect, as he mentioned earlier. As long as darkness exists in this world, he can be reborn.

Of course, this rebirth is not as perfect as rebirth.

Strictly speaking, rebirth isn’t exactly rebirth; it’s a process.

The Shadow Demon King’s rebirth differs; after resurrecting, he enters a weakened period. Thus, this ability offers little benefit in actual combat, unable to execute self-destruction as brazenly as Naphaya.

Now, Zhang Xiaoman slowly raised his hand, the Eye of the Starry Sky’s mark shining in his palm, with a vortex emerging upon it.

Indeed, for the Shadow Demon’s long curse, Zhang Xiaoman had no intention of acknowledging it, since the passive effect of the Dark Star Ring granted him immunity to all curse effects. Therefore, to him, Nai Wenmo’er’s words were mere nonsensical babbles, posing no threat.

After a while, perhaps tired of cursing, or sensing something, Nai Wenmo’er ceased his futile curses, looked doubtfully at Zhang Xiaoman, his psychic waves filled with confusion as if questioning, "Why doesn’t my curse have any effect?"

Zhang Xiaoman continued his actions; the vortex in his palm had grown significantly, emitting a milky white glow. Upon close inspection, the milky white light was identical to the light within the Tree Gate.

Yes, this is Zhang Xiaoman’s new ability as the Master of the Original Realm, unlocked after reaching a certain Boundary Value, allowing him to open a temporary passage to the Original Realm anywhere.

However, due to the same limitation of the Boundary Value, Zhang Xiaoman’s current passage opening speed is relatively slow, requiring preparation time. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢

He could be sure, once his Boundary Value further increased, the passage opening speed would become faster, even usable in combat. Then he could directly pull opponents into the Original Realm.

In the Original Realm, everything would be settled without a doubt; only Zhang Xiaoman is the true king, an existence surpassing Supreme.

"What exactly do you want?"

Nai Wenmo’er sensed something amiss, realizing this person seemed not to intend to kill him, which prompted a sneer.

Did this person think imprisoning him was enough?

Imprisonment may be effective against other Momo Clan members unable to be killed, but it won’t work on the Shadow Demon King.

The Shadow Demon may not have the strongest combat abilities, but in terms of escape, few in this world can rival them.

Nai Wenmo’er was confident, even with the strongest seal from this person, it couldn’t bind him. It wouldn’t be long before he escaped, carrying out his revenge plan.

"Hmph, self-righteous." Nai Wenmo’er sneered, waiting to see his opponent’s joke.

However, as Zhang Xiaoman’s palm approached, the vortex in his palm suddenly accelerated its rotation, a powerful attraction drawing Nai Wenmo’er. Exhausted now, compounded with the restraint of the Purple Cloud Divine Sword, he was powerless to resist and was instantly sucked inside.