The Mysterious Power of Curses

Huang Jihao left.

However, Han Jue couldn't look at him anymore.

The favorability increased inexplicably. Han Jue even suspected that this fellow had improper thoughts about him.

Then, Han Jue continued cultivating.

It was still unknown if the Vermillion Bird Sword Sect could find the mastermind. Han Jue didn't care if they could.

Even if the nineteen sects attacked tomorrow, he would not be afraid.

There was only one thing in his eyes.

I should break through to the second level of the Void Amalgamation Realm as soon as possible!

…

In a cave with a flickering flame, Xing Hongxuan sat in front of a fire.

Roar—

A deafening roar came from outside the cave. It was terrifying.

Xing Hongxuan slowly opened her eyes. She looked at the words carved on the mountain wall and frowned slightly.

"Why do I feel like something is missing?" Xing Hongxuan thought bitterly.