The Divine Descent Curse Source.
It ranked extremely high among the Heavenly Path Sequence's Curse Sources.
This Curse Source possessed an unfathomable power akin to that of a Ghost God. Ordinary Gods and Buddhas could easily fall victim to it if they were not careful. From then on, their lives would no longer be their own; they would be completely controlled by someone else and reduced to puppets.
Moreover, if the Divine Descent Curse Source controlled beings far weaker than itself, its upper limit might even reach one hundred thousand... or a million?
Just imagine it.
Once someone descended into a crowd of mortals, one hundred thousand mortals would turn against everyone else in an instant!
That would be terrifying.
Especially for the human race, the Divine Descent Curse Source was tantamount to a walking disaster. It was simply beyond human power to resist!
That was precisely why.
Many people, including Li Shimin, were extremely wary of, and even hated, the Divine Descent Curse Source.
Of course.
Ultimately, it was still because Li Shimin and the others had no way to deal with the Divine Descent Curse Source whatsoever.
If they had possessed any method of restraining it, they would not have been so wary.
But now Ding Ling could draw one Divine Descent Curse Source after another out of Fang Xuanling and Qutu Tong. How could this not leave Li Shimin and the others shocked and pleasantly surprised?!
"It seems our human race has hope!"
"Our hope lies with you, my lord!"
"I wonder if my lord is willing to fight for our human race?"
Li Shimin was weighed down with worry.
Yuan Tiangang was deep in thought.
The gazes of Qin Qiong, Changsun Wuji, and the others flickered uncertainly, but the moment they looked at Ding Ling,