Several days later, inside the Mountain River Bead space.
"Is this the power of curses? Truly marvelous."
Xia Ping devoured a mass of gray matter obtained from the Curse-Slaying Demon Saint, immediately gaining a vast amount of curse power. He fused this pure energy into the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art.
At once, he discovered that the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art had undergone a wondrous transformation. It seemed capable of communicating with the ghosts and gods of all heavens, the Nine Netherworlds of hell, to curse and attack enemies.
Moreover, this power came without a shadow and went without a trace—formless and invisible, without the slightest fluctuation. Ordinary cultivators would have no idea where the killing attack had come from.
Boom!
With a thought from Xia Ping, the Nail-Head Seven Arrows Art began to circulate. The void trembled, and a netherworldly force passed over from the depths of another dimension, swiftly condensing into a black talisman.
This talisman was called a Curse Talisman. It bore the mark of a skull, as though countless resentful spirits had gathered deep within it, emanating an ominous and evil aura.
If this talisman were applied to an enemy, it would immediately plunge their soul into mental chaos, stir up their inner demons, cause their cultivation to go awry, and trap them in illusions.
If the curse power became even stronger, it could even directly strip away the enemy's fortune.
That was to say, even a Child of Destiny who could pick up treasures just by stepping outside, take a master upon falling off a cliff, or bump into beauties merely by tripping, would immediately be beset by calamity after being cursed.
All fortuitous encounters would turn into evil omens. For example, they might be robbed upon leaving home, fall off a cliff and be smashed