With twelve forbidden curse chains in his body, Feng Huan was tied to the imperial torture rack, and his magic power was on the verge of collapse. The presiding judge sneered and pronounced the verdict: "Feng Xuan, you stole the core of the forbidden curse and you are worthy of death!" The cheers in the execution ground were loud. He slowly raised his head, blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, but dark golden flames ignited in his eyes - no one knew that the twelve chains were just seals that he deliberately let his enemies lock. When the first crack spread along the magic circle, the foundation of the entire imperial capital began to tremble. Feng Xuan looked at the frightened judge and spoke softly: "Do you think that the forbidden curse is used to kill people? My forbidden curse is used to - destroy the world."
