Chapter 107, Thunder God's Curse!

The Six-fingered Strategist spoke, and with a sweep of his hand, he drew a sinister grey-black pattern through the air. As the curse echoed, the extravagant villa's hall flickered, becoming eerily dim and ice-cold.

Song Ning heard a buzzing sound in her ears and suddenly felt a little dizzy. The space in front of her seemed to twist.

Hmph!

Zhou Yang stomped his foot, and the True Qi rushed out from within him, shaking his surroundings and unleashing waves of energy that isolated the whining buzz of the curse.

At once,

Song Ning snapped back to reality, almost falling prey to the Six-fingered Strategist's ploy. She hastily asked, "What secret technique is he using?"

Zhou Yang fixed his gaze on the grey-robed, eerie old man who was suspended in the air, his foot hooked on the railing, and replied, "It's the Soul Hooking Skills and Corpse Control Skills. Living people will be confused by his chanting, while the dead will be controlled by him."

Before he finished speaking,