Chapter 1053

However, what they didn't know was that what followed was the truly terrifying part of the Witch Tribe.

After moving away from the battlefield, the Witch Tribe people knelt on the ground one by one, each holding a Buddhist disciple's armpit hair in their palms.

They were whispering something gibberish; anyway, it couldn't be understood, it should be the unique incantation of the Witch Tribe.

Regarding the curse power of the Witch Tribe, the major sects of the Eastern Continent hadn't failed to study it, but without exception, they all failed.

Even if someone specifically studied the Witch Tribe's language and even tried every possible way to obtain the Witch Tribe's incantations, they still couldn't successfully cast a curse.

In the end, the major sects of the Eastern Continent reached a conclusion: curse power is something the Witch Tribe is born with.

Without Witch Tribe blood, it is impossible to learn it later.

This is somewhat like the bloodline supernatural powers of the Demon Race.

It exists from birth; later cultivation can only be said to strengthen the power of the supernatural power, but it is impossible to cultivate a new bloodline supernatural power out of thin air.

The Witch Tribe people scattered in the rainforest, and as the incantations in their mouths were chanted, the hair in their hands also magically disappeared slowly.

At the same time, a group of inexplicable black gas slowly dissipated around these Witch Tribe people. The whole scene gave people an extremely bizarre and gloomy feeling.

And on the Fomen side, disciples had already begun to feel that something was wrong.

They were sitting in meditation perfectly fine, but suddenly, a disciple began to cough violently.

The coughing sound of cough-cough-cough continued for a long time, and the senior brother beside him asked with concern.

"What's wrong, Junior Brother? Are you okay?"

"Senior Brother, cough-cough, I don't know, cough-cough, what's wrong. Suddenly I feel a dry heat in my lungs that is unbearable."

This junior brother tried hard to reply. He only felt as if there was a fire burning in his chest.

Hearing this, the senior brother was also full of confusion. Weren't they perfectly fine just a moment ago? Why did this happen so suddenly?

And, the junior brother hadn't suffered any serious injuries before.

But before the senior brother could figure it out, following the violent coughing, the junior brother suddenly spat out something black.

"What is this........... holy shit..........."

At first, he couldn't tell what it was, but upon closer inspection, the senior brother's eyes widened instantly. Damn it, isn't this shape a lung?

Turning his head to look at the junior brother who was still coughing violently, the senior brother's eyes were already full of horror. Can this coughing cough out your own lungs? You can truly be considered the first person in history. How did you do it?

But, are you really okay now?