"You little brat, you truly are a freak..."
This wasn't the first time Xiluo commented on Li Boyang like this, and it definitely wouldn't be the last.
Because as Li Boyang finished inscribing the proverb, Xiluo vaguely saw the lightning dancing on the paper.
"This isn't an array, this is a witchcraft curse."
Only at this moment did Li Boyang speak under Xiluo's astonished gaze.
"Or, more precisely, it's a 'witchcraft curse' that I've improved."
The prototype of this witchcraft curse came from the Witch King.
It was the lightning he launched with his severed hand during his battle with Li Boyang.
Relying on the insight of the Celestial Eye and the memory of the Primordial Spirit,
Li Boyang quickly restored and improved this special witchcraft curse after the battle, and also minimized its side effects.
"It would be even better if this paper was yellow..."
Simplifying folded the paper in hand into a triangle, Li Boyang suddenly threw it out.
Boom!
