Primordial Era: My comprehension is heaven-defying, I create the ability to transform into anything!

Chapter 167 Zhunti, his later years were ominous, his whole body covered in red hair!

It was accompanied by a dazzling, precious light.

Then there's Cundi, one who has a connection with my Western Paradise, and another who has a connection with my Western Paradise.

He couldn't help but drool from the corner of his mouth.

He didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

That's how he's lived all these years.

Seeing a treasure and not saying it's destined for you is a betrayal of the West.

Once you get used to it, you don't think it's a big deal anymore.

But now, something has changed.

As Zhunti repeatedly said nine times that he had a connection with the West, his body gradually began to change.

Clumps of fine red hair slowly appeared on his body, and then, dirt appeared on his clothes, which were somewhat tattered but still relatively clean.

His hair began to turn gray, and his face looked haggard.

My armpits started sweating, and my body suddenly smelled foul!

He was overjoyed just a second ago, feeling like he had hit the jackpot this time.

But the next second, his eyes began to cloud over, and a sense of sorrow suddenly welled up in his heart.

Where is the appearance of an immortal now?

Instead, he seemed more like an old man on his deathbed.

Most importantly, there were clumps of fine red hair growing on his body.

These red hairs, like maggots clinging to bones, devoured Zhunti's flesh and blood, his spiritual power, his essence, and everything else that could be devoured!

Not long after, Zhunti transformed into a red-haired monster!

The aura of evil sent chills down one's spine.

Zhunti's old eyes were cloudy, and he looked at everything that was happening to him with a blank expression, completely bewildered!

What's going on?

Not to mention him, even Jieyin's pupils shrank suddenly, his eyes filled with surprise and uncertainty.

What's going on?

What exactly happened?

"What did you do?" Zhunti looked at Jiang Sheng blankly, his eyes still filled with disbelief.

Mingming was perfectly fine one second, but the next second, he was completely devastated.

What is this thing covered in red hair?

A single tear is excruciating, as if the soul is being ripped apart.

Moreover, as his red hair grew longer and longer, Zhunti even felt that he was losing strength all over his body, his magical power was gradually dissipating, and his body was gradually becoming hunched over.

Even his primordial spirit and spiritual awareness began to become muddled and confused.

His old eyes gradually dimmed, and he truly looked like an old man nearing the end of his life...

Jieyin was also staring intently at Jiang Sheng, trying to get an answer from him...

Fortunately, there's not too much to worry about regarding the guidance.

He possesses the Great Way of Dreams, where all unfavorable factors can be transformed into dreams.

In his view, even if his junior brother had become that inhuman, ghostly red-haired monster, he still had a way to bring him back.

So he wasn't in a hurry; he was more curious.

To this, Jiang Sheng simply smiled and said, "Forgot? Didn't you cast a curse before? That my later years would be unlucky!"

An ominous end for him!

Jieyin was stunned. Holy crap, this really is a curse?

but……

"What old age? We are Great Golden Immortals, what old age do we have?" Jieyin frowned.

The Great Luo Golden Immortal has an infinite lifespan; even if the primordial world is destroyed, the Great Luo Golden Immortal may not necessarily perish.

What do you mean by an unlucky old age?

That's ridiculous!

However, Jiang Sheng still said it that way.

Jiang Sheng simply smiled and offered no explanation.

Yes, the Great Luo has an unlimited lifespan.

But who says that old age is necessarily the end of life?

Jiang Shenggang set Zhunti's death date in the Book of Life and Death.

Then, Zhunti said nine sentences that were destined to be spoken by him.

He only had ten sentences to say, but he said nine, and then he only had one left. That's when he reached old age.

Since one has reached old age, the curse naturally comes true, hence the saying "an unlucky old age!"

It can be said that Jiang Sheng's curse is a perfect match for the Book of Life and Death!

"Heh, heh heh..." At this moment, as the red hair grew longer and longer, Zhunti's spiritual senses became increasingly turbid. Now, he was uttering "heh heh" sounds and began to become muddled and confused.

Clearly, if things continue like this, Zhunti might really turn into that red-haired monster.

"Fellow Daoist, your methods are truly remarkable!"

Jieyin gave Jiang Sheng a deep look, then said nothing more, and gently pointed at Zhunti...

"Buzz!"

In an instant, rays of spiritual light appeared and enveloped Zhunti's entire body.

That is the halo of the Great Path of Dreams, the law of the Great Path of Dreams.

In an instant, Zhunti's figure, covered in red hair, began to become blurry, as if it might vanish into a dream at any moment.

at last……

"Buzz!"

As the Great Dao of Dreams swept over Zhunti, the red hair on his body gradually faded, and then his eyes returned to clarity. He became even more radiant and no longer showed any signs of the five signs of decay of a celestial being!

"Forehead……"

Zhunti seemed to have just experienced a brush with death; he came to his senses in a daze and gasped for breath.

"Brother, I think I had a nightmare!" Zhunti murmured, subconsciously looking at Jieyin beside him.

Xiaoxiao was introduced.

Then, Zhunti came to his senses. What dream was that?

It was exactly what I had experienced before, but with the intervention of the guide, everything before turned into a dream!

"hey-hey……"

Zhunti licked his lips, picking up where he left off, and looked at Jiang Sheng with a sinister grin: "Even if you have a thousand supernatural powers and ten thousand tricks, they're useless against my brother!"

He stroked his beard, his face full of smugness, looking exactly like a petty person who had achieved his goal.

"Is that so?" Jiang Sheng smiled, looking at Zhunti, but remained silent.

Looking at Jiang Sheng's smile, Zhunti felt inexplicably annoyed.

He was clearly the one with the advantage.

He clearly had the better chance of winning.

But every time he encounters Jiang Sheng, this guy is always smiling.

That smile never stopped.

What's so funny?

Do you really think you have everything under control?

Smiling even as death approaches?

What's so funny?

He stroked his beard, pondering how to tear apart Jiang Sheng's despicable face...

But as he was thinking, his expression suddenly froze!

Beard?

Where did I get my beard from?

He never intended to grow a beard, nor did he possess the solemnity of Lao Tzu or Yuan Shi, nor did he appear as young as other cultivators.

His entire being was distinctly different from that of Eastern cultivators, exhibiting clear Western characteristics.

Therefore, he will not have a beard, and will not have a beard unless necessary!

But now, he has a wisp of beard under his chin?

Where did that beard come from?

Zhunti frowned and subconsciously looked at Jiang Sheng again.

Unsurprisingly, he saw Jiang Sheng with that strange smile on his face.

"What's wrong?" Zhunti suddenly had a bad feeling and subconsciously looked at Jieyin.

"Brother, what's wrong with me?" he asked instinctively, his eyes still somewhat bewildered.

Then he saw it: the guide's pupils trembled as he stared in shock at his beard, his eyes filled with disbelief.

What happened?

For no apparent reason, Zhunti felt a little irritable, and that ominous premonition grew stronger.

The guide opened his mouth, but for a moment, he didn't know what to say.

Zhunti was even more annoyed!

"What's wrong?" he asked, then noticed that his beard was getting longer and longer...

Where did this annoying beard come from?

Zhunti was displeased and subconsciously looked down at his increasingly long beard. Then, his pupils suddenly contracted!

Everywhere you look, there's red!

What kind of beard is that?

It was clearly clumps of red hair, covering his entire head and face!

The curse continues!

His later years were ominous; he was covered in red hair!

(End of this chapter)