Bathed in golden light, Ku Chan's once-compassionate face now held nothing but shock and horror!
And a trace of ferocity that swiftly twisted into a savage grimace.
He slowly wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. Under the golden light, it gleamed an eerie purplish black, as though it were not the blood of a living man.
He stared fixedly at Wang Xian, especially at the dark-gold patterns slowly fading from Wang Xian's body—those patterns flowed beneath his skin like living things.
Every flicker carried a might that could suppress Heaven and Earth.
Ku Chan's eyes were filled with disbelief and a kind of... almost greedy fervor.
"Could this be... the Prison-Suppressing Divine Physique?!"
He spoke each word slowly. His voice was dry and hoarse, trembling like a volcano on the verge of erupting.
His withered fingers trembled as he pointed at Wang Xian. "You actually possess the long-lost Prison-Suppressing Divine Physique?! The forbidden constitution said to suppress the Nine Netherworlds and crush Hell?!"
"Hahahaha... Heaven's will! This truly is Heaven's will!"
Ku Chan suddenly threw back his head and laughed wildly. His laughter echoed through the tower, shaking dust loose from the surrounding stone walls.
At this moment, he tore away every last disguise. The kindly mask on his face shattered completely, revealing a visage as hideous as an evil ghost beneath it.
"This damned Demon-Suppressing Tower trapped me for a thousand years, yet today it has sent me a living treasure with the Prison-Suppressing Divine Physique!"
"Once I devour you, not only will I recover my peak cultivation, I will also seize your heaven-defying physique. When that time comes, what Demon-Suppressing Tower? What Buddhist seal? None of them will be able to restrain me!"
As Ku Chan's wild laughter and snarls tore through his disguise, the