The Invitation
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
A figure appeared in front of him in an instant!
It was a stitched-up body and a hideous face.
An almost tangible killing intent instantly enveloped Qin Yu. A force was derived from his finger.
In an instant, it wrapped around his entire body. The tomb symbols protruded from the surface of his body.
His soul power, the Night Qi, and the holy energy in his body turned into nothingness all of a sudden.
In just a moment, Qin Yu's body returned to its original spot weakly.
Qin Yu's mind was greatly alarmed. The power of this curse mark practically completely disintegrated his battle prowess.
If it wasn't for the fact that this place was safe, even a Dao Realm expert could easily kill him.
Qin Yu frowned deeply. The power of this curse mark gave him the feeling that it was resisting some kind of power.
However, he had never seen any other power in the passage before.