"Dead Soul Curse!"
Suddenly, a blinding white light ignited in the void, the interwoven glow of Qin Sect's unwilling roar and resolute vow.
Qin Sect's spirit chose the most extreme way in its final moment - burning itself, releasing the ancient and sinister "Dead Soul Curse."
"Lin Dong, I use my spirit turning to ash and smoke as the price. Curse you, within three months, your blood will burn and you'll die!" Qin Sect's voice, filled with endless resentment and curse, echoed in every corner of the void.
As the words fell, Qin Sect's spirit burned fiercely in the void, the flame not an ordinary one, but condensed from pure curse power.
"Whoosh!"
The curse fire shot towards Lin Dong.
It ignored the constraints of space, directly penetrating Lin Dong's protective spiritual power, invading his body.
"What...What is this?!"
