He was a man over ten feet tall, dressed in tattered rags, his back fused with a giant stone.
The stone was covered in human heads, each with its eyes shut tight in an expression of utter despair.
'Who is this now?'
'There's no one like him in the Life Crane Sect.'
"Junior Brother, be careful. His name is Huai Du. He was one of Master's former disciples, a Zombie God."
Just then, Fu Ming's voice called out from nearby.
Having been sent flying, Yang An was now quite close to Fu Ming.
'A former disciple of Old Life Crane? And a Zombie God?'
Yang An's eyebrow twitched. He had never seen this man before, so there was no history or grudge between them. He didn't understand why he would suddenly appear to block him from passing through the barrier.
"Your aura manifested here. Anyone within the Gray Scale can sense your presence, and they will be drawn to you."
Fu Ming, who seemed to know a great deal, explained further.
