A few days later, those students fled directly.

But after they left, they heard about what happened on this land afterward.

Extremely terrifying, eerie, and giving a spine-chilling feeling.

The night of the second day, the majority of soldiers and ministers of this Demon Kingdom perished suddenly on that cracked yellow earth, slaughtered by that blood-red figure.

"My subjects!"

"My painstakingly prepared army and generals meant to conquer other nations and realize grand ambitions, all gone in a night...!!"

On the morning of the third day, Little Cloud Sovereign saw this scene and was so angry that his eyes turned red, leading him to the brink of collapse.

He was a selfish king who cared nothing for others.

The first night was the "National Calamity," with natural disasters descending upon the nation, the land withering, and famine and hunger spreading. The second night was the "Minister Calamity," where subordinates loyal to him died tragically.

Perhaps he could ignore it, as it was others who died!

But according to the curse, the third night was the "Kin Calamity," meaning his relatives, loved ones, and close friends would perish.

The third disaster already made him fearful, to the point of losing dignity, kneeling in madness, begging for mercy from the one who sent the message.

"Great figure of the Human Race, I was wrong..."

"I have already let go of those students; we had no grievances nor grudges, no need to escalate over minor matters..."

He screamed miserably, very shrilly.

But he didn't know where to seek pardon.

A strong figure from the Emperor Realm arriving from neighboring lands saw this king could only kneel on the ground, continuously kowtowing. It was said that the entire dynasty, due to the plea and kowtowing of this Emperor Realm Ghost King, created a massive pit!

This king, a dignified seventh-rank Emperor Realm, a king in his own right, lacking dignity, was cowardly and afraid of death, surrendering to fear!

Yet, people could not muster mockery or ridicule, instead also felt terror and fear, fleeing far from this cursed Demon Kingdom, fearing the curse would spread to themselves and into their own nations.

The third night, the curse did not spare him.

His family and friends were dismembered and died tragically.

On the morning of the fourth day, someone saw from afar that Little Cloud Sovereign was utterly broken, his hair disheveled, collapsed on the ground, his eyes filled with resentment and fear, sitting in a daze all day.

Because this sovereign knew.

On the night of the fourth day, the fourth disaster would descend, the "Self Calamity," where he would build his own coffin, commit suicide, and lie in the coffin!

This disaster was the most absurd, the most incredible!

He just kept sitting, kept sitting, numbed until dusk, suddenly bursting into curses, "I've already begged for mercy, I've already lost my family and my possessions, I'm already left with nothing, why won't you let us go!"

"Humans!! Humans!!!"

He roared with heart-wrenching pain, cursing loudly, "You call us demons, our country a Demon Kingdom!"

"You humans are the real demons! You wage war against us, feed on us, slaughter our people for cultivation, enslave our race as livestock in your academies!"

"Now, over minor matters, because you captured some of your students, you won't spare me! Destroying a nation, so poisonous, so wicked! Cursing us so! Destroying our land, killing my generals, killing my loved ones!"

He shouted aloud:

"Don't you humans realize, being born human is a blessing from above!"

"You are absolute predators without any natural enemies, while some small lives are born with the fate of being preyed upon by you, merely for filling your stomachs!"

"Even when humans hunt us, we can only passively resist!"

He pointed to the sky, cursing loudly, full of sorrow,

"Even those middle school students, though they screamed in pain in my prison, when will human children understand that from the moment of birth, you are the rulers of this world..."

"Even if we kill you, your True Spirit will return, never truly dying! This is the gift of the Celestial Dao Rules, such favor, such a blessing, setting rules for you... but what about us?"

"What about us!!"

"We in the Demon Realm will never be slaves, and we are determined to counterattack the human continent!!"

He roared at the sky!

But that night, people from countless distances saw the national capital of that country, blood-red light soaring into the sky.

On the morning of the fifth day.

People arrived to see that the curse of the fourth day still occurred.

The "Self Calamity" had appeared.

Subject to the four great calamities brought down by some monumental figure of the Human Race, they saw this king indeed committed suicide, the roaring sovereign proactively constructing his coffin, and his withered and desolate corpse lay within, taking his own life in apology.

The entire land was in an uproar!

Four days of curse: "National Calamity," "Minister Calamity," "Kin Calamity," "Self Calamity," progressing step by step, within just four days, a Demon Kingdom was bizarrely destroyed.

The entire battle zone in the Demon Realm was stirred to a small-scale storm.

"How terrifying, what kind of monster's handiwork is this? So viciously overpowering, it violates the harmony of heaven, a gruesome human tragedy!"

"Cursing across space, cursing a whole nation to death!"

"Impossible to defend against."

....

The Demon Kingdoms in this area all began to become more cautious and timid, frightened of this happening to themselves.

Everyone could see that this curse could be considered the most vicious of curses.

They witnessed with their own eyes the despair and fear of the Little Cloud Sovereign before his death, how he roared and cursed throughout an entire dusk, deeply suffusing their inner hearts.

This was the most ruthless and malicious of methods, killing both body and mind.

However, some Demon Kingdoms, though not daring to speak openly, even pretending to turn a blind eye, fearing provoking this mysterious human figure who sent the message, have already ignited fury in secret.

"Hateful!"

"Humans, I will never share the sky with you!"

"Don't think that with the favor of the world's Celestial Dao we fear you! Even if it's the heavens, we will slay them and let you see!"

"Indeed, this heaven, such favoring of the Human Race, establishing battlefields, resurrection, and market Celestial Dao space rules, invading our Demon Realm!"

"Riding on our race's head, continuously entering the Demon Realm, slaughtering and consuming our Qi, fostering the growth of Human Race experts, letting their civilization flourish magnificently, and when they die, it's just the True Spirit returning, but for us, death means true death, there's simply no justice... we will kill this heaven and replace it with a new heaven that favors our race!"

Some strong figures among the Demon Kingdoms also felt indignation.

They ignited a sliver of fighting spirit.

The war between humans and them, since the beginning of cultivation, will never halt.

At present, this New Red Moon world, with all its established rules, has created a paradise for the Human Race, prosperous and flourishing, yet correspondingly, it is their utmost misfortune!

They defy it, wanting to change the sun and moon for a new heaven.

...

Meanwhile, elsewhere.

In the dense and tranquil depths of a certain forest.

The middle school students of the entire trial fled the entire Demon Kingdom and reached a safe area, feeling palpitations, too terrifying, and too ruthless.

Even though it's their side's faction, they felt that the curse technique lineage was frighteningly insidious to the extreme.

"Teacher, what kind of person could that be, even the Demon God couldn't do it, right?"

"Yeah, this one letter, how absurd."

...

Those students were both excited and fearful.

They knew that someone who could devise such an Evil Skill must be a highly brutal character of the evil path among the Human Race, yet such powerful strength inevitably evoked admiration.

"Don't think too much, this isn't a field you can touch." Qingxia reassured these students, leading them forward toward a safe zone.

She was also perplexed inside.

Previously, the bookstore teacher who had found her school reincarnated, and within just eight years on the frontline, had reached such an extent, and wasn't he unable to cultivate?

A few days later, after settling the students down, she sent a private message asking:

"Teacher, what's the matter with this curse?"

...

After a while, Zhu Zhengwei replied: "This is a Blood Curse, the prototype of the Fourth Law of the Divine Sect I am pioneering, the Nail-Head Seven Arrows... Cursing to kill remotely, making one endure the utmost suffering and pain of the world, with soul dispersed.... This method, extremely vicious, harms the natural order; I won't pass it on, just know it."

Qingxia took a deep breath.

This Dharma Gate is truly vicious!

The first day was the territory, the second day the ministers left, the third day close relatives and friends died tragically, and the fourth day finally oneself!

This was simply undergoing the most tragic four days in the world!

But despite its viciousness, the teacher said this is the Fourth Law among the Seven Laws of the Divine Sect?

The Seven Laws of the Divine Sect are basic laws, True Skills!

They adhere to the most fundamental physical parameter constants of the great universe, applicable in every world...

But then this Dharma Gate?

"Such peculiar curse technique, this... doesn't conform to science!" Qingxia exclaimed, feeling this Dharma Gate to be extremely inexplicable.

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