There was nothing remarkable about this man, except for his long black-and-white hair flowing from beneath his robe. He wiped the blood from his mouth and frowned.
"The curse on the emperor Durand has been broken?"
He was certain there was no one on this continent capable of dispelling this curse except the devil lord. He had designed it so that, even if detected by an Emperor-stage cultivator wielding holy energy, it could not be undone. The uniqueness of this curse lay in its fusion with the concept of resilience. This resilient concept was then combined with his comprehension of karma laws, creating a "living" curse that could "defend" itself whenever someone tried to destroy it.
