This was...
Chen Wen discovered that what he was looking at was a skeleton.
Yes.
Although the man wore a suit of black armor, making it impossible to see his appearance clearly at first.
Once he raised his head, however, everything became plain to see.
Chen Wen involuntarily drew a sharp breath.
Even in skeletal form, this man made him feel pressure.
Especially at the instant he lifted his head—the pressure that washed over him head-on brought an indescribable sensation.
It had to be said, this man was even more powerful than Chen Wen had imagined.
Just then, the skeleton rose to his feet, and a layer of black qi gradually began to coil around his body.
At the same time, wisps of black qi rose from the skeletons below and surged toward that skeleton.
What was this now?
Chen Wen's brow rose.
At this moment, he could sense the skeleton rapidly growing stronger at a rate visible to the naked eye.
No... this aura seemed to be a kind of death qi.
Chen Wen's heart stirred as he recalled having seen death qi before.
Perhaps Xian Hongshao knew what Chen Wen was thinking, because she said, "I presume you've already guessed it. It is indeed death qi."
"His current state is one where he has transformed his own Spiritual Energy into death qi."
"He can fight you using death qi, but you need not fear him."
"Whether it is Life Force or the Tyrant Body's power, which is supremely hard and supremely yang, both can suppress it."
"But you must still be careful. He is not as easy to deal with as you might imagine."
Xian Hongshao spoke leisurely.
Chen Wen tugged at the corner of his mouth. "It doesn't matter. Didn't I come here precisely to temper myself?"