As the stench in the air grew stronger, the Enforcement Hall disciples watching from the sidelines finally could not bear it and sealed off their sense of smell. The odor was simply too overwhelming for them.
"What on earth is that smell? Rotten food, bodily waste-neither comes close to describing how it goes straight to your head."
In the end, Feng Qi gave them a definitive answer. "It's the smell of a rotting corpse. His entire body is beginning to rot from the inside."
The other three junior disciples' expressions shifted. "How could something like that happen?"
Feng Qi smiled. "Because he has to endure the punishment of his contract's backlash."
A cultivator already had to pay an enormous price to bind an evil object like ghost fire through a contract. Half his life was effectively bound to that ghost fire. Now that it had been extinguished, he naturally would not meet a good end either.
One could even say that the stench was only the first step.
Moreover, Wenren Qingtang had harmed countless people with his curse arts over the years. Now that his body had been compromised, the curse backlash he had once suppressed was gradually beginning to manifest.
The most obvious sign was the black spots beginning to appear all over his face.
Although Wenren Qingtang had entered a berserk state, he was also badly injured, so Xia Jue dealt with him almost effortlessly.
Yet while the battle on that side raged like a blazing fire, Su Jiu seemed to sense something and cast a deep look at the Sky-Piercing Tree before her.
Yun Huanling was the first to notice the change in Su Jiu's expression. "What's wrong?"
Su Jiu did not hide it, though her expression was a little dazed. "For a moment just now,