Apart from that, there were two people wearing the traditional attire of an ethnic minority inside, an old man and a young girl.
The old man donned plain traditional clothes, while the young girl's were a bit more vibrant, blue silk adorned with silver ornaments, combs, and hairpins. Though young, her aura was striking, her skin as white as snow; indeed, she was a beauty in the making.
"Tan Clan Patriarch, Lady Tan's curse is an insidious Bloodthirsty Spell from the Black Witch Clan. Initially, it will devour the body's True Qi, then start to consume the Blood Energy, and finally, the person will waste away to skin and bones, dying in agony," the elder said as he lifted his hand from Tan Yun's wrist and heaved a sigh.
The white-haired elder sitting in the main seat furrowed his brows and said, "Does that mean even Elder Liao is at a loss?"
"The spell can be undone, but it requires the fresh blood of the one who cast it, so..." Elder Liao sighed deeply.
