"A curse?" Lu Xuan snorted coldly. Instantly, the black lines in his soul vanished without a trace.
This was a curse. Lu Xuan didn't need to think to know that it was probably a curse that the half-born spirit had cast on Lu Xuan before he died.
This kind of curse was very troublesome. If it was someone else, even if they were born an Innate Saint, they would be affected by it if they weren't careful.
After all, this was a spirit that was born on the Imperial Emperor's corpse. It was too extraordinary. The curse that was released before it died was really difficult to resolve.
It was even deeply embedded in the soul. If one wanted to resolve it, one would have to heavily injure their Primordial Spirit.
Unfortunately, it was not enough to pose any threat to Lu Xuan.
Lu Xuan's Primordial Spirit was probably the most vital part of his body in all aspects. It even far surpassed what ordinary people thought of as the most robust physical body.