Actually, Ren Yuanhao's purpose in gathering the three women was precisely this. Moreover, information about him on the assassination website had already been cleared, so logically…
"That's right, your tigress is indeed formidable, but in front of a psychic, she's as weak as a newborn infant crying for milk!"
—Damn it, psychics again? Doesn't that mean I'm no different from an infant in front of a psychic?
Faced with such a situation, even heroes would be afraid, but fear and indifference are not the same.
"If it's truly as you say, with even psychics interfering, I, Ren Yuanhao, will not be manipulated at will. Whoever dares to lay their hands on those few girls, I will never agree to it!"
"Ambitious, unfortunately, your girls, right now…"
The system's voice suddenly became distorted and noisy. After a moment, the connection was forcibly severed, and before his eyes, everything became hazy again.
"Damn it, it's time to test my willpower."
Ren Yuanhao twisted his neck in the chaos, his feet firmly gripping the ethereal ground, and with a roar, he stepped forward!
"A sorcerer, huh? I'll make you regret it in no time!"
Meanwhile, in a secret room in Ai Shen City, the man in green was already drenched in sweat. The ground was covered with hair, human bones, animal bones, and the like.
These objects were arranged into peculiar symbols. In front of him was a red candle, its wax flowing like blood onto the man's bare feet. To the side of the candle was a black vessel, filled with the bones of some animal. Despite having no heat source, the blood inside began to boil as if it were volcanic lava!
The man in green began to tremble slightly, sweat dripping down from his withered yellow hair. His brows were tightly furrowed, clearly indicating that the blood curse was somewhat out of control.
He truly hadn't expected that his blood curse would be met with such tenacious resistance from an ordinary man.
"I didn't expect you kid to last this long. I underestimated you a bit, but now, it's over!"
The man drew a primitive-looking blade and slashed it across his own arm. Blood dripped onto the black vessel in front of him from his slightly dirty skin.
*Patta!*
*Patta!*
As the blood dripped in, the boiling blood seemed to completely neutralize the man's blood, becoming even more violent!
"Yougui Xuanhuang, grant me life soul.
Yougui Xuanhuang, the other shore is the crossing.
Yougui Xuanhuang, blood and qi are the guide.
Yougui Xuanhuang, fate is perilous!"
After a few eerie incantations, the blood in the vessel suddenly splashed out like a tidal wave crashing against submerged reefs. The strange bones and hair, as if guided by some unseen force, began to slowly slide into the splashing blood, then rearrange themselves into new curse symbols, bathing everything in a radiant blood-red light!
"Blood Curse: Soul Snatch!"
As the man in green's low cry echoed, Ren Yuanhao, who was in chaos, felt as if his shoulders were being pressed down by a thousand-pound boulder. He, who had just taken a few steps and was about to break free from his restraints, was instantly pinned back in place.
Not only that, but Ren Yuanhao felt a blockage in his chest, his breathing becoming labored. Everything before his eyes seemed even more ephemeral, and even the figure opposite him became indistinct.
"Damn it, what's going on?"
Ren Yuanhao wanted to get up, but his heart felt as if it were being firmly grasped and squeezed by a pair of large hands!
The pain made him gasp, but his temper was as stubborn as a mule!
"Fuck, is that all you've got? Come on!"
At this moment, in reality, Ren Yuanhao's lips were already bleeding, his entire body seemed to be tightly bound by restraints, moving in a very strange manner, as if possessed by an unclean spirit.
Ye Lan, trying to alleviate his pain, continuously stroked his head with her hands. Seeing the blood constantly flowing from his lips was more painful to her than if her own skin were being cut by a knife.
However, this was still to no avail. Ren Yuanhao was being suppressed by the blood curse, with no room to resist.
"Kid, if you're defeated like this, do you know what the consequences will be? Open your eyes and look properly at the disgusting scene on that computer screen. Shall I show you the images?"
Ren Yuanhao knelt on one knee, his mind growing more chaotic. Every breath felt like a knife cutting his flesh, unbearably painful. At this moment, a scene that filled him with unspeakable dread truly appeared before him!
"Jiang Cheng!"
Jiang Cheng, supporting two unconscious women, had arrived at a blue glass window. His snake-like tongue kept scraping across the faces of the two women. After laying them down, he took out a camera and recorded the scene of him biting their faces!
"Damn you, Jiang Cheng!"
"This is the fate of the weak. If you can't even defeat that sorcerer, how will you face this psychic?"
"Psychic?"
"That's right, I can vaguely smell the aura of a psychic, but this is also because he doesn't know how to restrain himself, meaning he's still a novice."
"This beast, I'll go find him and settle this right now!"
"The prerequisite is that you must be able to break free from the power of the sorcerer's blood curse to leave here safely."
Ren Yuanhao slowly placed his hands on his knees, attempting to use the strength of his back to dislodge the invisible force pressing down on his head!
His bones emitted a spine-chilling creaking sound as he resisted. If one could see through him with an X-ray at this moment, it would not be difficult to discover that extremely fine cracks had already appeared in his kneecaps.
At this moment, the indistinct figure seemed to finally speak.
"Little brat, stop struggling. Your head is very valuable. Having come this far, I will never let go!"
"Sorry, but that sentence, I, Ren Yuanhao, will return it to you intact!"
Ren Yuanhao glanced again at Jiang Cheng, who was lewdly touching the two women in the picture. Seeing his pockmarked face rubbing against their faces, seeing the long tongue sliding back and forth across their faces and necks, a surge of inexplicable power erupted within him!
—Do you remember Cheng Li's death?
—Do you remember what those two bastards said?
—Yes, they said you were too late!
—So, do you still want to be late? So, you still want to let them suffer bullying before lending a hand?
Ren Yuanhao's heart was like a frenzied beast. His feet gripped the ground tightly, and his body suddenly pushed upwards, instantly dispersing the force applied to his back!
"A sorcerer, huh? The assassination network, huh!"
Unintentionally, Ren Yuanhao pushed the Bì Hǎi Cháo Shēng cultivation technique to its extreme. His internal energy surged like a high tide, churning and turbulent!
Under this frantic counter-attack, the figure suddenly vomited a mouthful of blood. "What the hell is going on with you, kid? You were clearly on your last breath just now…"
"Pfft, don't talk about your shoddy skills like they're some profound mystery. I still have important things to do, how can I die here? I'll count to three. If you're smart, you'll withdraw this damn curse. Otherwise, if I catch you, you'll have a hard time!"