In Zhang Xiaoman's perception, the energy attached to Yohad's wound is somewhat purer.
Though it still falls within the realm of Elemental Power, there's a certain gap compared to Dark Spiritual Power.
Yet, compared to Ninth-order Strong People like McCarthy, it is slightly more advanced.
"Could this be a power above the Ninth Rank? But I've never heard of anything existing beyond the tenth rank..."
Zhang Xiaoman felt a bit strange.
Seeing him lost in thought, McCarthy, standing beside him, expressed his concern:
"Ji Xing, do you have a method? This curse is quite peculiar, but I see you seem very adept in Holy Magic..."
The nearby dwarf priests all looked at him with anxious and hopeful eyes.
Zhang Xiaoman did not keep them in suspense but simply nodded.
"I can remove the energy remnants from the wound."
He did not bother to explain whether this was indeed a curse, because it wasn't necessary; he could simply absorb the force with a flick of his finger.
