Hearing the words of that terrifyingly tall figure, Huang Haotian and Zhao Wenjun felt their legs turn completely to jelly, their bodies drained of the very last ounce of strength.
They didn't even dare to draw a deep breath, terrified that they, too, might end up as food for this survivor from a coffin, who had lived for hundreds of years within the Corpse-Refining Sect.
Moreover, a horrifying thought had just occurred to them: many members of their Five Poisons Cult with no weak martial prowess had mysteriously vanished in the past.
Chapter 579