National Master Mansion.
Feeling an unusual sensation within himself, Jiang Ning immediately closed his eyes.
In an instant.
Everything, inside and out, became transparent, and all movements fell under his observation.
He saw wisps of purple energy emerging in his heart.
That energy was obscure and cold, like maggots clinging to the bones.
He observed his own Qi-Blood reacting defensively, clashing and eroding with that maggot-like dark energy.
Yet, the obscure energy was continuously erupting, ceaselessly advancing, never resting.
Consistently eroding his Qi-Blood.
Just because of this, he had recently felt physical discomfort.
Especially during the initial eruption of this force, his body was injured.
"Is this..." He looked at the scene in his heart, and a flash of insight struck him.
"Curse Power!" He had seen a relevant description in ancient texts.
It was so similar to what was happening to him now.
