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Chapter 543 Don't Be a Weakling

Having decided to fight their way out, the four didn't attack blindly. This place held their most important magic array, so the core of this secret realm must also be here. Qing Sang looked up and suddenly remembered that when she broke the Blood Exchange Array, if the small platforms that served as the array's cores were connected, the point where they intersected would be a certain point on the central pillar.

She flew up, stepping on the red leaves, her gaze landing on the point where the pillars met, and then she raised her hand to make a mark there.

Seeing her like this, Qingluo also flew up, and Song Tanxi followed with Song Yunting.

“Attack here.” Qing Sang pointed to the spot she had marked on the pillar.

The remaining people didn't ask why, silently gathering their strength and preparing. Because of the moonlight given by Qing Sang, their spiritual power had been almost completely restored in just the short time they had been talking, demonstrating the power of the Crimson Moon Clan's secret treasure.

Qing Sang nodded to them, and the four of them attacked the pillar at the same time.

"Boom!" The combined attack of the four men failed to budge the massive pillar. However, they all simultaneously sensed the energy fluctuations in the entire space at that instant, and these fluctuations extended far beyond their own area. The four exchanged a glance and, without prior agreement, attacked that spot again with all their might.

While attacking, Qing Sang took out three more small porcelain bottles from her spatial storage and distributed them to everyone. This time, they were Heavenly Spirit Pills, which she had specially refined at the inn in Zhuiyue City. They could quickly replenish spiritual energy. Each small bottle contained 30 Immortal-grade Heavenly Spirit Pills, which could continuously provide the user with spiritual energy. Moreover, Qing Sang had improved them, making them able to be consumed precisely, replenishing spiritual energy naturally without any side effects.

Even a common-grade Heavenly Spirit Pill would fetch an astronomical price outside, let alone a Celestial-grade Heavenly Spirit Pill, which is basically priceless and unavailable. Qing Luo watched Qing Sang beside him throwing them into his mouth like candy, and the corner of his mouth couldn't help but twitch. However, his thoughts didn't affect his speed at all.

With the relentless attacks, the tremors in space grew increasingly violent, and cracks began to appear in the central stone pillar. As the cracks widened, black mist began to seep out. The instant the mist emerged, Qing Sang alertly erected a protective shield around them.

The strange thing about the mist is that it is unaffected by the fluctuations in the spiritual energy of the space at this moment, and slowly spreads outwards at its own pace.

The four did not stop their attacks, and the mist remained completely unaffected, each continuing their own work. Until the black mist spread in front of them, landing on the barrier erected by Qing Sang, it paused only briefly before passing through the barrier and attacking the four.

"What is this thing!" Qing Sang frowned. With her current abilities, her protective shield could defend against all filth, but unexpectedly, it couldn't stop this black mist.
“It’s a curse, carrying a bone-deep hatred.” It was Song Yun who spoke. “If you get tainted by it, you will bear this curse until you die a miserable death. This pillar is not simple.”

Upon hearing this, Song Yun stopped attacking the pillar, rapidly forming hand seals in front of him while simultaneously uttering an obscure incantation. As he finished chanting, he opened his hands, and the approaching black mist suddenly surged towards his palms, penetrating his body. The instant the black mist entered, Song Yun let out a muffled groan.

"Ah Ting!" Song Tanxi exclaimed nervously.

Song Yun closed his eyes briefly, and when he opened them again, his expression had returned to normal. He gave Song Tanxi, who was looking anxious, a reassuring smile: "Sister, I'm fine." It would have been more convincing if he hadn't said it through gritted teeth.

But seeing Song Yun standing there with her back straight and a determined look on her face, Qing Sang opened her mouth and said, "Go for it! But don't overexert yourself."

Song Yunting blinked in response, diligently transforming the absorbed curse power into his own. For so long, he had been like a child, hiding behind his sisters, helplessly awaiting rescue. But ever since reading those books in his spatial dimension while he was captured by Chang Li, he had developed a strong desire: he wanted to become stronger. He didn't want to remain the weak Song Yunting, hiding behind his sisters and only able to be protected. He could protect his sisters, protect his friends. He would not be weak.