As he passed by the mirror, he grinned, an indescribable strangeness and horror, at that moment resembling the resurgence of an evil ghost, quite eerie in the deep of night.
Qin Ming looked at the terrifying scene he was conjuring within himself, uncertain of what he was feeling.
If his true form were out of control, it would indeed be too horrifying.
Even so, a chill seeped through his heart, truly defenseless. Is there not a powerful array here to fend off the terrifying outer heaven creatures?
Qin Ming's body, like a paper figure, drifted in the night wind, skimming across the safe path, without triggering the restriction of the powerful array.
"He's here!"
"Something's wrong with that kid, has he lost his soul?"
"Worthy of a heavenly immortal, didn't even touch the array, hunted the target through the endless void."
In the night, pairs of eyes opened, some cold, some excited, with old monsters' eyes lighting up with green mist, as if seeing immortality flesh.
