Chapter 1068: Cherish Your Own Feathers

At this moment, on the top floor of the Ability University, a man wearing black clothes stood there.

He held a skull scepter in his hand and looked coldly downward.

"Hmph!"

He snorted coldly.

"These guys are all trash, unable to withstand even a small Blood-Vomiting Curse."

Just as the man finished speaking, a flash of strangeness crossed his face.

"Eh?"

He discovered someone running toward the school rapidly.

Chen Hao ran extremely fast and arrived before Dong Yong before long.

At this moment, Dong Yong was lying on the ground, exceptionally weak.

His mouth was full of blood.

Looking at Dong Yong before him, Chen Hao hurried forward to treat him.

"This is... the Blood-Vomiting Curse!"

Chen Hao had read the old woman's curse grimoire, so he naturally recognized the Blood-Vomiting Curse.

He quickly used his ability to break Dong Yong's Blood-Vomiting Curse and cast a healing spell in passing.

"Tha... thank you, Master!"

Dong Yong had almost thought he was going to die there.

"Who did this?"

"I don't know, I didn't see anyone, and I just got hit."

Hearing this, Chen Hao frowned.

Just as Chen Hao was puzzled,

A burst of footsteps came.

Chen Hao turned his head to look and discovered a hunched old man walking over.

The old man held a skull staff in his hand and said to Chen Hao: "How do you know how to break the Blood-Vomiting Curse?"

"And I am somewhat curious, when you broke the Blood-Vomiting Curse, you didn't suffer the backlash of the Blood-Vomiting Curse; how did you do it?"

Hearing this, Chen Hao said: "Is this difficult? Isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

Hearing this, the old man's mouth couldn't help but twitch.

"Brat, I can't be bothered to argue with you."

"If I'm not mistaken, Juanjuan died at your hands, right?"

"Juanjuan?"

Hearing this name, the image of that old woman appeared in Chen Hao's mind.

"It seems it was you."

The old man said, waving his staff directly.

*Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! *

An evil wind blew all around, and countless black energy gathered toward the staff in his hand.

"Go!"

"Rotting Curse!"

The old man used the Rotting Curse on Chen Hao.

A black skull flew toward Chen Hao and sank directly into Chen Hao's body.

Seeing this, the old man's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a triumphant smile.

"Hahaha, brat, you are dead."

"You dared to kill my Juanjuan; I will make you accompany her in death."

"Let me tell you, you have been hit by my Rotting Curse; your body will soon rot away bit by bit."

"I want to let you watch with your own eyes as your flesh falls off piece by piece."

The old man had just finished speaking.

The skull that had originally sunk into Chen Hao's body actually flew out and flew toward the old man.

"What?"

The old man was startled, and the skull staff in his hand stabbed toward the ground abruptly.

*Bang! *

A black protective shield appeared out of thin air, blocking the skull.

*Huff, puff! Huff, puff! *

The old man gasped for air; to resist this Rotting Curse, he had consumed a massive amount of energy.

"This is impossible... this is absolutely impossible!"

This Rotting Curse was independently developed by the old man; it was the first time he had encountered a backlash from the Rotting Curse. ===== CHAPTER 1070 =====