The Soul Curse, in essence, is a confrontation and application of power between souls!
Against a strong cultivator of the same rank, even one at the Qi Gathering Realm, Shen Mo wouldn't risk damaging his own soul to cast this spell, especially if their physical body was well-protected and they were in peak condition.
However, against mere Body Tempering Realm cultivators, there was no need for such hesitation!
A flood of intricate, trivial memory fragments flashed before Shen Mo's eyes, like watching scenery from a galloping horse.
After careful scrutiny, Shen Mo had a clear grasp of the situation.
The next moment, his soul power pulsed, altering its flow.
Among the Liu Family disciples present, sixteen suddenly bled from their eyes, noses, and ears. They swayed unsteadily before collapsing to the ground.
The remaining three showed expressions of relief.
Unexpectedly, Shen Mo glanced at them coldly and flicked his fingers a few times.
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
SWOOSH!
