A plume of black smoke suddenly erupted from Lu Qi. The smoke appeared in a flash, completely enveloping his body before rapidly spreading to blanket the entire room.
The smoke carried an extremely pungent, nauseating odor.
"Courting death!"
Within the smoke, Wang Daoming's eyes blazed like two bright lamps, shooting out two beams of divine light covered in runes. This light could pierce through all illusions and reveal the true essence of things.
However, to the astonishment of Wang Daoming, a Celestial Emperor Elder of the Venerable Realm, Lu Qi's figure had vanished from before his very eyes!
Then, the dense black mist began to spread, seeping out through every crack and crevice.
Wang Daoming's brow furrowed slightly. 'He's turned into the smoke!'
With that, Wang Daoming shot out of the room. He found nothing unusual outside, but just then, a bloodcurdling scream from his great-grandson, Wanghai, echoed from the room behind him.
