"One?"
Qi Yun frowned, staring at the character that had suddenly appeared on the back of his hand. This was undoubtedly a strange phenomenon of the Peach Garden.
But just as Qi Yun hesitated, the character on the back of his hand began to shift and change as if it were alive!
Two... Three... Four... Seven...
In the blink of an eye, the number on the back of his hand had already become thirty-nine.
With a slight arch of his brow, Qi Yun glanced thoughtfully at the putrid pulp of Stone King Bee remains at his feet, which had been blasted apart by his Iron Sand. He was starting to understand.
'A kill count?'
'But what are these numbers for?'
His fingers suddenly splayed open. With a flash of thought, a massive torrent of dark, heavy Abyssal Iron Sand surged forth from within his wide sleeves.
