The little fox sensed the changes within herself and looked at Gu Changqing in astonishment, her eyes filled with profound disbelief.
"How... did you do that?"
Gu Changqing paid no heed to the little fox's muttering, his entire focus fixed on her body.
His face was somewhat pale. Clearly, wielding the power of rules came with an enormous backlash for him in his current state.
The little fox's injuries were rapidly healing, but only the wounds corroded by the ominous rain.
Her body remained terribly withered. Though her fur had grown back, it was still dull and lusterless. Her blood was still devoid of color, and the divine radiance within it remained bleak and feeble.
Gu Changqing could sense it.
The curse within the little fox's bloodline.
This curse was horrifyingly powerful, like an eternal, indelible brand left behind by an unrivaled Divine Ancestor. Even when he scoured it with the power of the Heavenly Dao Rules, he could not erase the slightest trace of it.
"Urgh."
The next moment, Gu Changqing could no longer endure it and suddenly coughed up a mouthful of blood.
The little fox pulled free of his hand, bitterness flashing through her eyes. "It's useless. The one who placed this curse is far too powerful."
Outside the mirror.
The cultivators' expressions shifted slightly.
The moment Gu Changqing manifested the power of rules, everyone could feel the immense power contained within it.
Yet even so, it still could not wash away the curse in the slightest!
"Just who did this little fox offend, to have such a curse planted in her?"
A cultivator asked in astonishment.
The rank of this bloodline curse was clearly extremely high.
Judging by the little fox's behavior, she was merely an ordinary demon. How could she have drawn the attention