Elder Blood River's body was boiling with blood as he erased the grudges from his wounds.
The severed arm on the ground melted into blood and flew back to his shoulder. After a wriggle, his arm was restored to its original state.
"I want to see what else you can do." Blood River Elder sat cross-legged and waited quietly for the following curse.
As long as he could withstand the price of the curse, theoretically speaking, the Great Grudge Curse Technique could keep cursing.
On the other side, as Zhang Chen launched the first curse, the backlash followed.
Since he cut off the opponent's arm, he naturally had to pay the price of losing an arm.
The clay figure raised its dagger and slashed at Zhang Chen's arm.
But as it was about to touch Zhang Chen, the clay figure suddenly stopped moving, as if a machine had malfunctioned and got stuck.