Cyan Mountain groveled beneath his feet.
Rivers and streams receded before him.
The Yaksha Ghost stood in the air, treading upon black mist. It stared at Su Chen, formed an esoteric Dharma Seal, and uttered its first words.
"I curse you! May your eyes see no light!"
And so it was.
Before Su Chen's eyes, the world went dark!
"I curse you! May your soul be fractured and broken, your body brought to the brink of death!"
And so it was.
Su Chen's movements slowed as pieces of his soul threatened to tear away from his body.
'That's the Ten Extremes Skill!'
'The Three Words Curse Technique!'
'Another successor of the Ten Extremes Skill...'
Grandmasters from the Celestial Alliance watched the battle from afar in the Imperial City. However, with the swirling black mist and the blanketing snow, they could not see the situation clearly.
But there was no mistaking the aura of the Ten Extremes Skill.
At this, they couldn't help but sigh.
