"Now!" Yuan gave a signal as his eyes fixated on Yun Lan. Currently, he was using Spirit Emperor's Eyes and even using soul power to strengthen it.
"Where?" Yun Xue's voice cut through the air, icy and determined.
"…On top of her head," Yuan replied solemnly. "You have to check it."
With a swift movement, Yun Xue materialized beside Yun Lan, her gaze penetrating through the strands of hair. And there it was.
A black snowflake-shaped mark, emanating a chilling and eerie aura.
"I found it. There is really a curse mark as you said." Yun Xue's voice spread through the room. "You can use the fruit now. Yan'er you should stop too."
Yun Lan nodded barely and stopped circulating spirit power. The temperature returned to its original. But she was still covered in ice and her internal organs were continuing to freeze.