Wang Qi rapidly waved the Devil's Great Curse memory device in his hand, drawing the power of the Supreme Devil Curse swiftly toward himself and constructing a broader, tighter virtual divine kingdom that wrapped around and protected him.
Then, he severed his connection to the Devil Net and even put away the Devil's Great Curse memory device.
Zhen Chanzi asked, "What happened?"
Wang Qi took out a book—an ancient account of the customs, local conditions, and folkways of the Divine Land, purely for leisure reading. He settled comfortably into a position atop the tree and began reading. "I just sensed a new individual joining the Devil Net—a Body Integration Realm individual."
Every Body Integration Realm Cultivator on Linghuang Island carried a trace of Devil Curse power within them. This had been caused when Guan Wuji fought a group of Linghuang Island Body Integration Realm Cultivators last time. However, the Devil's Great Curse was not impossible for High-level Cultivators to resist, so Wang Qi had not activated it. Instead, he had allowed that trace of Supreme Devil Curse to lie dormant.
That trace of Supreme Devil Curse would slowly merge with the mana of those Body Integration Realm Cultivators, imperceptibly weakening their resistance to the Devil's Great Curse and the God Plague Curse bit by bit.
And now, a Body Integration Realm Cultivator had connected to the Devil Net.
"Who?"
"Who knows? Before an ordinary man reels in his fishing rod, he does not know what fish he has caught, does he?" Wang Qi turned a page. "All I know is that something took the bait."
Copy. Write. Copy. Write. Copy. Write. Copy. Write. Copy. Write. Copy. Write. Copy. Write...
With every circulation, that power doubled.
Because he had deployed a soul-searching technique, the soul of this Body Integration Realm