The wriggling cursed snake kept crawling up Bu Fang's arm. He narrowed his eyes.
Many people in the surroundings were staring at him, as if they were looking at his arm. When they saw the wriggling cursed snake, they all breathed out a sigh of relief.
Bu Fang raised his eyebrows slightly. He could read the unspoken words from their faces: "This man is cursed as well… Now everyone is cursed… Good…"
He did not know where the curse had come from. Silently, it had crawled up his arm. It was worth noting that Bu Fang was a Heavengod now. Although he was not as strong as a Chaotic Saint, his mental force could sense the slightest noise and movement, let alone a cursed snake.
The divine power in Bu Fang began to surge. Controlled by him, it poured out to envelop the curse on his arm. He planned to force the curse power out of him.
