Six Ancestors

Fan Mo Ke exclaimed, "Soul Curse Blessing? Whose disciples are you two?"

Soul Curse Blessing was a soul defense bestowed by a Soul Sensing Ancestor.

It was usually granted to disciples or family members whom a Soul Sensing Ancestor cherished.

It was meant to prevent them from being killed by another Soul Sensing Ancestor's divine sense. Of course, if a Soul Sensing Ancestor truly wanted to kill them, even Soul Curse Blessing could not stop it.

Put simply, Soul Curse Blessing served mainly as a marker, signaling to other Soul Sensing Ancestors that this person had one of their own watching over them and asking them to spare the bearer.

"My master is the War Son of Heaven."

"My master is True Person Daoyan."

Zhou Daogan and Xue Muhua bowed in unison.

Soul Sensing Ancestors commanded awe in every direction. No matter how self-assured the two of them were, they would never dare put on airs before one.

"So you're both disciples of those old monsters."

Fan Mo Ke replied, then shifted his gaze to Xu Yi and said coldly, "And who might you be?" In truth, he was inwardly astonished to the extreme.

The soul sense he had released just now was a sweeping attack, meant to kill every insignificant nobody in its path.

The two juniors in the room had relied on their Soul Curse Blessings to withstand the soul sense attack, which did not surprise Fan Mo Ke in the slightest. But the man leaning against the corner of the wall had come through the soul sense he released completely unscathed. That went against all reason.

For one thing, the man showed no sign of having Soul Curse Blessing. For another, if he were a Soul Sensing Ancestor and had used his divine sense to block Fan