"This curse… so very strange…"
Qin Yang withdrew his gaze from Shao Zhengze, his brows deeply furrowed. He had never seen such a curse, one that came without a shadow and left without a trace, and could not be traced back to its origins. Not to mention the Purple Cloud Divine Sect, even the Hundred Tribulations Holy Land had no such bizarre cursing technique. Perhaps the one who deployed this technique was extremely powerful, powerful enough to elude even his attempts to investigate.
"This… may be some kind of Divine Ability," Shao Zhengze said weakly. Although he was very displeased with the person before him, he still hoped to find the caster. Otherwise, it would be terrible if the curse struck him again.
"Inborn Divine Ability, huh…" Qin Yang's eyes flashed. It was indeed possible.
With this thought, he turned to look at Qin Tian, his eyes slightly suspicious, and asked, "Xiao Tian, have you done anything to offend someone recently?"
