The Beautifully Unhinged Dao Hall Master, Corpse Descents and Skin-Wearing Terrors in Endless Succession

Dao Qiongchang emerged from a pool of blood like a lotus rising from the water. After using a comb to scrape the slime off his body, he greedily drew in a breath of the long-missed air of the Holy Spirit Continent, intoxication appearing on his face.

"Ah~"

"What a delicious scent~"

With a backhanded motion, he condensed the used-up, ruined Heavenly Mechanism Puppet behind him into a cloth-wrapped ball of blood and tossed it ahead.

"Kid, hold it right there!"

Xiao Wanfeng felt his liver crack from fright.

He swore he was not a coward.

Yet when that fleshy blood bundle was flung at him by the Evil God behind him, his steps still faltered, and he nearly collapsed to the ground.

"Let me go!"

Xiao Wanfeng was about to cry. There was truly nothing worth squeezing out of him.

At the same time, he screamed in his heart, Xuancang, save me!

Bang! The "meat bun" struck Xiao Wanfeng's backside, but it did not feel fleshy at all.

Still, Xiao Wanfeng sprang up as though a leopard chasing him from behind had bitten his rear, clutching his buttocks.

"Don't mess around!"

His chest felt a little tight, and his neck felt somewhat constricted.

Though Xiao Wanfeng had leaped high, he failed to vault out of the alley and blend into the bustling street crowd.

Before his feet could touch the ground, he was lifted into the air.

Sunlight spilled within reach before him, yet he could only remain in the shadows at the alley entrance.

The crushing sense of loss from being only half a step away from success struck Xiao Wanfeng's soul hard.

"Senior..."

His shoulders hung limp as he turned around, trembling.

Unexpectedly, after this "Evil God" behind him had combed away the slime, he actually gave off