Immortal Tool Merit Hall

Looking down, Wu Tao saw a square brand on his wrist. At that moment, the brand was giving off a faint blue glow, and there was a number on it.

49!

Wu Tao frowned. He was a Nascent Soul True Lord, yet he had not sensed at all when this brand had been stamped onto his wrist.

The moment he thought of this, a trace of alarm rose in his heart. To make a Nascent Soul True Lord notice nothing at all, that cultivation level must surely be above Deity Transformation.

Anything that did not belong to him was dangerous, because it was unknown. Wu Tao's first thought was to remove this Blue Brand on his wrist.

He immediately used Magic Power and divine sense, wanting to erase the Blue Brand. But when his Magic Power and divine sense brushed over the Blue Brand, they vanished without a trace, like a whale swallowing the sea.

The Blue Brand remained branded on his wrist.

"What the hell is this thing?" Wu Tao frowned in thought. "Could it be that when I killed that third-level Nascent Soul cultivator from the Guyang Sect just now, he cursed me before he died?"

Wu Tao recalled the scene of his Spell Battle with that third-level Nascent Soul cultivator from the Guyang Sect just now, sorting through it scene by scene. Very quickly, he finished going over everything and shook his head inwardly. During the Spell Battle, the other party had no time at all to cast a curse technique on me. And though he was at the third level of Nascent Soul, his divine sense was not as powerful as mine. If he had cast a curse technique on me, I would have sensed it at once.

After ruling out this cause, Wu Tao continued