Over a thousand insect eggs had already been placed across the flat ground. In the middle stood a nine-meter-high altar.
Xian Ru took the blood mass from Zhao Fu's hand and walked onto the altar.
Zhao Fu was having Xian Ru use the Ten Thousand Curse. This was the item Zhao Fu had obtained from that Second Prince. It could curse others over a vast area, or focus all its power on cursing a single person.
These insect eggs were also the most suitable materials for casting curses. There were tens of millions of them, and when used alongside the Ten Thousand Curse, the curse's effects would be astonishing.
On the altar, Xian Ru formed different hand seals with both hands. The blood mass floated before her, and a magic formation beneath her feet activated. An invisible power spread outward, covering every insect egg.
Wisps of gray aura rose from countless insect eggs, slowly gathering toward the altar at the center. More and more gray aura gathered, shrouding the area around the altar.
The blood mass before Xian Ru also transformed into a rune, one that somewhat resembled an insect.
"Your Majesty! It's ready," Xian Ru said, stopping her hands and turning to Zhao Fu.
Zhao Fu had already stepped onto the altar. Things like curses could be offset by destiny, and one could even suffer a backlash from destiny. The stronger the destiny of the person being cursed, the greater the danger. However, Zhao Fu had the support of four imperial stars, so he had nothing to fear.
Fortunately, Feng Wulin was not the ruler of the Wind God Empire. Otherwise, with the destiny of an entire nation supporting him, Zhao Fu would not have dared use a curse at all.
Zhao Fu entered the magic formation and poured