Life Source Pool

The shadow came alive.

It abruptly swelled, expanding in an instant from the size of a speck of dust into a fist-sized mass of pitch-black mist!

Countless twisted, agonized faces surfaced across the mist's surface, letting out silent, shrill wails.

Even more terrifying, at the mist's core was an exceedingly intricate seal formed from nine nested skull runes!

The seal radiated an incomparably pure aura of Nether death. Yet unlike ordinary Nether death laws, deep within that aura lurked a wisp of something even more ancient, foul, chaotic... an Abyssal intent!

"The Nine Nether Soul-Chasing Mark!"

Chu Ming instantly recognized its origin.

One of the ancient Nether death forbidden arts, it required the souls of nine hundred and ninety-nine billion living beings as sacrifice, fused with Abyssal demonic qi to condense into an immortal curse. Once planted, it was like a maggot clinging to the bone, deeply bound to its host's Dao foundation and impossible to strip away by conventional means.

Even more viciously, the mark continuously absorbed its host's vitality and Dao power, feeding them back to its caster.

At the same time, it served as a precise tracking beacon.

As long as the mark remained, its caster and fellow disciples could pinpoint the host's location from hundreds of millions of miles away!

"Nether Bone, you old ghost... what deep scheming!" Chu Ming gritted his teeth.

The mark on his left shoulder that he had just dispelled had merely been a decoy!

The true killing move had silently parasitized the Fireseed's interior the moment he used the Order Fireseed to touch the curse!

Had he not been cautious, once he refined the Chaos Anchoring Stone Essence and his mind became fully immersed in the state of breakthrough, if this mark had suddenly erupted... the consequences would have been unthinkable.