"Back when I was in my prime, I laced the starry sky of the Vast Expanse with a curse. The Ghost could not see it. The Devil was not qualified to activate it. Even the God didn't trigger it. But today, you will see it, Meng Hao. You will see it....
"It is a curse fueled by the power of my true form, unleashed by the last scrap of my will within the starry sky of the Vast Expanse. It is my curse, created countless years ago...."
In response to Allheaven's words, Meng Hao's pupils constricted, and his heart began to pound. Clearly, Allheaven was not simply trying to sound mysterious and impressive. He had no reason to do such a thing.
His words revealed a very disturbing truth: if this so-called curse had been created during Allheaven's prime, then considering the current level of Meng Hao's cultivation base, it would most likely be impossible for him to break it.
