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Chapter 684: Suppressing the Curse

Xiao Ze finally regained his composure.

Throughout history, many powerhouses from lower planes had entered the Great Thousand World, carving out names for themselves. Yet, none had truly ascended to its absolute pinnacle. It wasn't until the rise of Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor that this perception began to shift. These two figures redefined the expectations of what ascendants from lower planes could achieve, marking their places among the strongest in the Great Thousand World.

Their achievements overshadowed countless prodigies of the Great Thousand World, a testament to their unparalleled talents.

Reflecting on this, Xiao Ze couldn't help but admire them. While they only made brief appearances in The Great Ruler, their influence justified their legendary status as prior protagonists.

Still, such shifts in perception were not yet widespread. In the present era, people of the Great Thousand World continued to look down on those from lower planes, believing their lands, resources, and talents to be vastly superior.

Even Mandala's reaction to Xiao Ze's Origin Heavenly Flame her subtle surprise hinted at this mindset. The very idea of a lower plane producing something as remarkable as this divine flame seemed almost absurd to her.

Yet, Xiao Ze showed no resentment. This was the ingrained belief of many, not something that could be easily changed. It was precisely this widespread skepticism that made the triumphs of Flame Emperor and Martial Ancestor all the more awe inspiring.

Xiao Ze gently explained, "My Origin Heavenly Flame has many abilities, but its most notable is its power to incinerate. It also possesses some sealing capabilities, though they pale in comparison to its destructive potential."

Mandala lightly tapped her foot, her figure shimmering before appearing directly in front of Xiao Ze.

Her golden eyes fixed on the flame, she murmured, "I can feel its immense power. While it hasn't yet reached the level of an Earth Sovereign's might, its essence holds immense potential. For suppressing curses, it's extraordinarily effective."

She turned her gaze toward Xiao Ze, their eyes meeting.

"I sense no ill intent from you, and I am willing to trust you. If you can help suppress this curse even temporarily I will waive the debt of the one million drops of Supreme Spiritual Liquid you consumed. Furthermore, I offer you a place within my forces. As someone new to this vast world, having allies could help you acclimate."

Mandala's offer was generous. Not only was she willing to forgive the debt, but she also extended her protection to Xiao Ze, providing him a foothold in the Great Thousand World.

"Senior Mandala," Xiao Ze replied after a moment's thought, "I'm willing to help you as repayment for the aid you've already given me. I will not ask for further rewards."

Xiao Ze preferred to keep things straightforward. Mandala had helped him, so he would help her in return. The matter of the Supreme Spiritual Liquid was secondary; he believed his alchemy skills could later secure an abundance of resources.

Mandala's golden eyes gleamed briefly before she gave a small nod. Xiao Ze's unwavering principles were evident. While such people could sometimes be stubborn, they were also inherently trustworthy.

Mandala's figure began to radiate a powerful glow, and an overwhelming spiritual force surged from her, activating a hidden array within the hall.

Countless black runes emerged, forming a colossal spiritual array. The oppressive aura it emitted even made Xiao Ze feel a hint of pressure.

As the spiritual light coalesced, a vivid projection of a mysterious flower appeared in the air.

Seeing Xiao Ze's curiosity, Mandala explained, "This is the Ancient Mandala Flower, a relic said to seal anything. The array you see here is but a replica, capable of imitating only a fraction of its power."

With that, she leapt gracefully into the array, sitting cross legged within the projection of the flower.

The luminous flower enveloped her, emanating a mysterious purple glow.

Taking a deep breath, Xiao Ze stepped forward and sat across from her.

"Senior Mandala, please do not resist. I will need to examine your condition to devise an appropriate approach."

Mandala nodded silently, her golden eyes closing in trust.

Xiao Ze reached out and gently grasped her delicate hand, channeling his spiritual energy to probe the curse within her. His brows furrowed almost instantly.

The curse was far more potent than he had anticipated. It was as if every cell within Mandala's body screamed in agony under the weight of this malevolent force.

Yet, her expression remained eerily calm, a testament to her resilience.

Xiao Ze's gaze softened, tinged with admiration and sympathy. Despite her youthful appearance, Mandala's willpower surpassed that of most.

After a thorough examination, Xiao Ze made his decision.

He began channeling the Origin Heavenly Flame, its golden radiance illuminating the dark hall.

"Senior Mandala," he said, "please guide the flame throughout your body. Use your spiritual energy to direct its power to the curse. Do not provoke the curse into reacting prematurely it must be suppressed before it can retaliate."

Mandala opened her eyes, her golden gaze reflecting a hint of emotion. She nodded and began guiding the flame.

The flame seeped into her, spreading like a gentle tide. At first, it seemed calm, but as it reached the edges of the curse, the malevolent force erupted in resistance.

Black tendrils of energy lashed out violently, carving jagged scars across Mandala's skin. Her once fair complexion darkened as the curse flared in retaliation.

Her body trembled under the assault, but she remained steadfast. The Origin Heavenly Flame persisted, transforming into divine golden runes that etched themselves onto the curse.

Boom!

The curse unleashed a final, desperate surge of power, sending shockwaves through the hall. Mandala gasped, her lips trembling as she fought to maintain control.

"Hold on, Senior!" Xiao Ze urged, intensifying the flame's power.

The divine runes continued to envelop the curse, forcing it into submission. Little by little, the dark energy receded, leaving Mandala's form bathed in the flame's golden glow.

As the last remnants of the curse were sealed, Mandala let out a shuddering breath. Though weakened, a faint smile graced her lips.

"It worked," she whispered.

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