One hour later, the white bone washed clean by Jia Xitong turned gray, as if covered by a layer of black mist.
Is this the curse?
Jia Xitong squatted nearby, observing carefully.
Shang Yanting picked up the white bone and examined it closely, getting a sense of unease. Casually, he asked, "Does this kind of curse only require a person's personal belongings to work?"
"If it were so easy to curse someone with merely their belongings, you wouldn't know how many times you Martial Cultivators have already been cursed by us Demon Cultivators."
The Demon Elder said coldly, "I know what you're thinking; our curses are truly sinister. It must involve a part of the cursed person's body. Moreover, the effect of the curse isn't guaranteed.
Curses can also backfire.
We wouldn't use such a thing unless necessary."
