Husan's half-face was pressed against the lakebed by the foot. She was completely immobilized. At this point, she had no more reservations.
She angrily declared, "That's right, it was me who cursed! This filthy place doesn't deserve to call itself a sacred land. It's simply a laughingstock. Ryunington is full of scum. Look around! They are all the scum of the earth. I cursed and hated myself for not having enough cultivation. If my cultivation were enough, I would definitely destroy you, Ryunington!"
The last sentence was almost shouted out, creating layers of ripples on the lake bed.
Yuma narrowed his eyes at her words, emitting a chilling aura that made even the distant disciples instinctively retreat, fearing that they might incur his wrath!
Yuma spoke again with a cold tone, "You're very good at seeking death. Since that's the case, then I'll make it difficult for you to die!"
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