"I'm telling you right now, it's just one touch..."

Yang Fan grumbled and walked up to the giant skull.

Then, he slowly raised his hand, looking hesitant.

"roar!"

However, before Yang Fan's fingers could even touch the giant skull, an unexpected turn of events occurred.

A roar like that of a ferocious beast rang in Yang Fan's ears.

Not only that.

The giant skull in front of Yang Fan suddenly came to life.

It suddenly opened its blood-red maw and lunged at Yang Fan.

Holy crap!

Yang Fan was startled and frantically tried to back away.

However.

He discovered, to his horror, that he couldn't move his legs.

Yang Fan looked down in horror, his feet now bound by strange, ghostly threads!

"You bitch, what did you do to me?"

Yang Fan suddenly turned his head and roared at the female ghost king.

"You'll find out soon enough."

The female ghost king offered no explanation, her smile utterly malevolent.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was so angry that he was about to curse.

At that moment, the giant skull's gaping maw snapped shut on him.

Yang Fan instinctively unleashed his power to defend, but there was no pain as he had imagined.

It's as if it were just an illusion!

"Um?"

Yang Fan froze, looking puzzled.

Before he could figure out why, an extremely chilling sensation surged into his body.

"ah!"

He let out a shrill scream, feeling as if the blood in his body was about to freeze.

Not only that, that terrifying ghostly thing was wriggling around inside his body, as if it wanted to take over his Dao foundation and heart meridian.

Yang Fan panicked!

Although he has now reached the Celestial Immortal Realm, he is not immortal.

Once a vital part of the body is invaded, it can potentially cause fatal damage.

He immediately activated his Human Emperor power to resist, trying to expel the terrifying black energy from his body.

It failed!

His powerful imperial strength had no effect whatsoever on the bone-chilling black energy that suddenly surged into his body.

"Hahaha! You've fallen under the curse of our demon race, stop struggling!"

"From now on, if you behave well, I won't kill you, otherwise... hehe!"

Before Yang Fan could figure out what this thing was, the female ghost king's wild laughter rang out.

"A curse from the Ghost Clan?"

Yang Fan suddenly turned his head, looking at the female ghost king with anger and confusion.

What is the Ghost Clan Curse?

How did I end up here?

At this moment.

Yang Fan discovered that the giant skull had returned to its original position... as if nothing had happened.

But Yang Fan could clearly feel the changes within his body; that bone-chilling coldness was affecting him constantly.

In short, his situation was...very bad, but there was nothing that could be done.

"The curse of the Ghost Clan is an ancient secret technique."

"As for its origin, I don't know either."

"In short, as long as you obey me, I will make sure you suffer less when the curse takes effect."

The female ghost king explained something to Yang Fan.

Upon hearing this, Yang Fan was about to burst into a tirade of curses.

"ah!"

Suddenly, the cursed power within him flared up.

It was a feeling of being devoured by tens of thousands of ants without warning.

You can never truly understand how terrifying and painful it is until you've experienced it yourself.

He collapsed to the ground, rolling around frantically...cold sweat pouring down his face!

Just a moment.

His body began to convulse, his eyes rolled back... as if he were about to die at any moment.

However, that terrible pain was directed at his soul... making it difficult for him to die even if he wanted to!

Buzz!

Just as Yang Fan was in despair, the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin emitted a faint hum.

immediately.

The cursed power surged into the Heaven-Suppressing Coffin like a tidal wave.

The curse power that had tormented Yang Fan's body, causing him to suffer agonizing pain, receded like a tide.