Facing Huang Chao's gratitude, Zhang Chen said, "No need for courtesies! Focus on calming your breath and relaxing your Essence, Qi, and Spirit. I'll lend you a helping hand."
Zhang Chen extended a finger, touching the center of Huang Chao's forehead. As he sensed the divine power in Huang Chao's brow, he detected the curse origin within Huang Chao's body. He then deployed the Six-Word Mantra once more, suppressing it.
As the Six-Word True Mantra Seal descended, Huang Chao felt a relief in his Primordial Spirit. In the next instant, mysterious power flowed around Huang Chao, and a previously indescribable heaviness was replaced with a trace of ease.
"Your methods, benefactor, reach the heavens and earth, far beyond the capabilities of ordinary people." Huang Chao made a fist salute to Zhang Chen, his eyes filled with admiration.
Upon hearing Huang Chao's words, Zhang Chen made no comment, shifting the topic: "How are things in the Northern Land now?"
