Looking at the mutated being reduced to a heap of dry bones, Lin Fan secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
There was no denying that the mutated being had been extremely troublesome, and its methods had been bizarre and unpredictable. If Lin Fan had not possessed various abilities himself, along with sufficiently profound cultivation, then any other Dao Integration cultivator would probably have been utterly incapable of contending with it.
Let alone defeating such a bizarre and powerful mutated being.
Suddenly, a wisp of an illusory soul drifted out from the dry bones.
A cold glint flashed in Lin Fan's eyes. He was just about to continue attacking when he saw it transform into the illusory figure of an old man.
The old man's face was aged, and bewilderment showed in his eyes.
However, he quickly regained clarity. He looked at the dry bones on the ground, then turned toward Lin Fan in the distance.
He suddenly let out a soft sigh. "I never thought that even I, the Borderland Old Man, would become one of the bizarre creatures."
A trace of pain that was difficult to conceal colored the old man's voice.
"This old man was able to gain release thanks to Fellow Daoist."
He suddenly clasped his hands in a bow, making Lin Fan pause.
His opponent seemed to harbor no ill will.
Noticing the astonishment on Lin Fan's face, the old man gave a bitter smile. "This old man was originally a cultivator from Qiuyu City. Back then, I was accidentally trapped in the Black Demon Fog and transformed into a mutated being by the bizarre power. From then on, I lost my true nature and knew only slaughter."
"If Fellow Daoist had not destroyed this mutated body, this old man would probably never have been able