At this moment, the white-haired old man was completely shrouded in black fog, while his true body sat cross-legged atop the coffin behind him.
Although obscured by the black fog, a bizarre, glowing pattern could be vaguely discerned on his body—the image of a single-horned monster with a ferocious and terrifying expression.
Zha Chi let out a furious roar and lunged forward, his massive body moving with astonishing speed as he madly charged at Xue Zhongke.
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