A mass of black miasma filled the human before him. This time, the golden flames did not burn it away at once.
Ya Bao remembered what his Beast Tamer had said and focused.
The next second, the golden flames converged on the black miasma. It visibly weakened.
Ya Bao kept the Holy Fire burning, scorching the black miasma.
About six seconds later, it finally vanished from the man's body.
The golden flames disappeared.
A tall, burly man with a full beard stood before them.
His face was a picture of bliss, as though he were lost in the sensation.
"Ahem."
Qiao Sang cleared her throat.
The man came to his senses and asked in a rough voice, "Is it over?"
The sound of his own voice clearly startled him.
Zheng Dazhuang froze. Without waiting for Qiao Sang's answer, he turned and rushed into the bathroom.
An excited shout followed:
"Oh my god! Oh my god! I'm back to normal! I'm back to normal!"
After admiring his old appearance, Zheng Dazhuang returned to the living room, brimming with excitement and gratitude.
"You're incredible..."
His voice cut off.
The living room was empty. No one was there.
Time passed.
As soon as Qiao Sang finished one job, she had Little Treasure use Spatial Movement to hurry to the next.
They finished every curse-removal job before dark.
"You can see where the black miasma is inside someone now, then focus the flames there to purify it?" Qiao Sang asked on the way back.
"Fang Fang!" Ya Bao nodded.
"Which of the curses you purified today was the hardest?" Qiao Sang asked.
"Fang Fang."
Ya Bao thought for a moment, then answered that the hardest was the human whose brain had gone wrong. All the black miasma had gathered in his head.
*So