Within the communication screen's churning black mist, a man's face gradually took shape.
He had a handsome face, brows sharp as knife cuts, and thin lips pressed tightly together, with a hint of wickedness about him. Brilliant light flashed as his eyes opened and closed, and he radiated the fierce courage and domineering air of a veteran of countless battles. He was none other than Lin Changsheng, Ghostly Manor's King Yanluo.
Back then, he had been nothing but a poor country boy who had stumbled into tremendous luck. Now, after decades of bloodshed, he had long since shed his old self.
Now, his every gesture possessed a soul-seizing presence.
Lin Changsheng swept his blazing gaze over everyone within the array. "Greetings, Mysterious Altar True Person. What, are we making our move today?"
A cold gleam flashed through Mysterious Altar True Person's eyes. "Have your Corpse Dao branch master come speak to me. Don't let this delay our grand undertaking!"
At his words, Lin Changsheng nodded slightly, his expression betraying no panic whatsoever. "Please be patient, True Person. I'll inform him at once."
With that, the image on the screen blurred.
A moment later, the image cleared again, revealing a cultivator encased entirely in pitch-black armor.
He stood nine feet tall, with only his eyes and hands exposed.
His eyes held faint traces of red light. Veins bulged across his hands like gnarled, withered vines, their eerie blue-black sheen inspiring fear at a glance.
This was the Living Corpse in Qing Chen's possession-the Flying Yaksha. Only now, its body and bat wings had both shrunk somewhat.
Mysterious Altar True Person stared fixedly at the figure encased in pitch-black armor on the screen and said gravely, "Corpse Dao branch master, the Snake Spirit Thieves have launched a surprise attack on Earth Pass