"We absolutely cannot let anyone see the 'merchandise'!"
The old man twisted his head 180 degrees... His slightly bulging eyes turned to gaze at the beggar who had witnessed everything.
Click-click~
His entire skeleton folded backward, limbs touching the ground.
With an incredibly rapid crawling posture, he headed straight for the beggar.
This extremely disheveled beggar was none other than Han Dong, who had just completed a full consciousness possession... If he encountered danger, Han Dong could immediately sever his consciousness and return to the Black Tower.
Of course, that would mean losing the opportunity to explore [Yin Yang Road].
Enduring the rheumatic pain emanating from all his joints and the twisting pain from a stomach perforation, Han Dong lifted his withered and trembling left arm.
"Death Sand"
Pff~
The actual effect was not much different from the sensation of farting, as only a small stream of Black Sand shot out from his palm.
