The Netherworld

"Afterwards… I've also got a few fortune tellers and all of them had confirmed your death… I only accepted this fact after 3 years!"

Jiese the Monk explained.

"Fortune telling…"

Fang Yuan smirked. Looking at his Spirit Sealing Body, if the 4 curses in him were not considered inauspicious, what could possibly be?

No matter how powerful or revered the fortune tellers were, it would be almost impossible for them to predict Fang Yuan's predicament.

After sealing the 4th curse, Fang Yuan now had the ability to 'detect his name'. That is, within a certain area, if anyone were to speak about him or anything which he had cursed, he would be alerted and be promptly apprised with the conversation! He could then strengthen the curse if he wished to do so!

Such an ability would make him no different from a god!

If Fang Yuan was willing, he could easily turn his name into a spoken curse to kill those who had heard of it before.