Distant Spells-Clashing

When the wisp of spiritual light at Ning Wangshu's fingertips touched Wu Fengming's glabella, that mysterious Curse Seal surfaced once again, blooming with a faint ghost light.

Ning Wangshu did not break the Curse Seal directly; he still intended to use it to locate the caster.

Therefore, he directly used spiritual power to forcibly drag the Curse Seal out from deep within Wu Fengming's glabella, binding it in his palm...

Meanwhile, Wu Jiaqi, Xu Sufen, and that Old Sun watched this scene and were once again greatly astonished.

"Th-this is what?"

Wu Jiaqi could not help asking.

"Yeah, th-this is what on earth, how could it be inside my Old Wu's glabella?"

Xu Sufen also could not hold back her stammering inquiry.

That Old Sun likewise looked at Ning Wangshu and the bizarre Curse Seal in his palm with full of curiosity.

Ning Wangshu glanced over and replied with a smile, "This is a Curse Seal. The reason Uncle Wu has been unconscious and having nightmares, including his complexion looking so poor, is entirely because of this Curse Seal."

Pausing for a moment, Ning Wangshu continued, "However, as I just said, although the specific reason is unclear, the caster of this Curse Seal truly does not intend to take Uncle Wu's life. Although this Curse Seal will cause a certain amount of damage to Uncle Wu's physical vitality and make him suffer quite a bit, it is not fatal."

"Now that I have extracted this Curse Seal, Uncle Wu's condition should improve almost immediately, and it shouldn't take long before he can wake up..."

Hearing these words from Ning Wangshu, Xu Sufen hurriedly looked at Wu Fengming on the bed and indeed found that Wu Fengming's complexion had clearly improved, recovering a bit of rosy color.

This made Xu Sufen