"Sect Master Chu, save me!" Han Shilin was exhausted and his legs gave way as he fell to the ground. When he saw Ling Chuxi, his spirits were lifted and he shouted for help. Han Shilin's heart was filled with fear, but he felt that Ling Chuxi would definitely be able to save him.
As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of metal clashing came from behind him.
A thin and tall figure walked out from behind the mountain rock.
Upon seeing this figure, Ling Chuxi and the others once again drew in a cold breath. This person was exactly the same as the mummies on the ground. The shriveled body had a dark bronze color, as if a thin layer of skin was wrapped around the exterior of the skeleton. All the bone lines could be clearly seen.
However, his eyes were shining brightly as he stared at han Shilin with greed and ferocity.
