The Curse Remained
Jia explained earnestly to Wu Xian.
"For some reason, I had to kill Wei Hao, so I attacked the transport vehicle. But after I killed him, I felt that something wasn't right, so I wanted to go to your house and ask you for some information."
"But you took too long to get home, so I had no choice but to wait at your place."
"But who could have guessed that your family were all monsters? I barely managed to kill four of them to save my own life, only to end up being wanted myself. In the end, you caught me..."
"Wasn't it because I was wanted that you took over my position?"
Wu Xian's breathing grew ragged.
"Jia... Wei Hao..."
He tried hard to recall the scene from his first mental evaluation.
Detective Xu Ming...
His body suddenly stiffened. Eight bloodied arms reached out from within him, pinning down his hands, legs, feet, and mouth.
"I've already avenged you. Now you can lift the curse."
"Now's my chance!"
Another image flashed through Wu Xian's mind.
He Ya and the other three could hardly wait to kill Jia. They thrashed wildly inside Wu Xian, nearly tearing his body apart.
But Wu Xian had only just bent his finger.
[The best way to break a curse is to fulfill its requirements. Killing the one who cast it may cause the curse to develop in an unknown direction.]
Although Judge Cui's reward had been excessively simple, the Flying Blade Curse was incredibly powerful!
In terms of sheer physical destructive power, it was probably close to the True Fire Incantation, a rare-grade spell. None of the ordinary-grade talismans he'd seen in the last blessed land came close to a single Flying Blade Curse. An ordinary Wandering Wraith probably wouldn't