Bai Yujun, enraged, unleashed a curse.
As a mutated snake demon blessed with the mysterious fortune of controlling Earth Vein Dragon Qi and commanding wind and rain, she stirred the Earth Vein Dragon Qi and sent forth a wrathful curse through an arcane path...
In a nearby human city, many cultivators abruptly felt as though they had lost something.
The feeling was impossible to describe, mysterious beyond mystery.
Some ordinary people discovered that their bodies seemed to have fallen ill. Others were bitten to death by tigers that sprang out from nowhere, or perished after being bitten by venomous insects. Those ordinary people who had once set fires in the mountains and forests suffered especially obvious misfortune. The curse's effects were noticeably reduced for those with cultivation or wealthy fates, while profound cultivators suffered only the faintest side effect.
Leaving aside low-level cultivators and ordinary people, even the slightest side effect was not to be ignored by high-level cultivators.
Perhaps at some critical moment, that tiny side effect would cause a huge problem.
Besides the human cities, the Golden Roc, the Deity Transformation Stage demon king of Wind Thunder Cliff in the Hundred Thousand Mountains, also sensed that something was wrong. So did the three Nascent Soul Realm demon kings under his command. As for the Demon Core Stage demon generals and low-ranking demon soldiers, they noticed nothing unusual.
The curse was clear, aimed directly at the arsonists.
The lesser demons regarded the forests as their homes and would never burn down their own homes. Only those high-level demon beasts with more complicated minds could do such a thing.
"Who is it!"
"Which petty wretch dares plot against me from the shadows!"
Roars erupted almost simultaneously from Wind Thunder Cliff in the Hundred Thousand Mountains and the human cities outside.