"No!"
Having witnessed his Daoist protector being beheaded by Feng Qing'an, the Sect Deputy Master, who had transformed from a ghoul to a young man with a gloomy expression, let out a scream full of agony and despair.
For this Daoist who has been lurking by his side, nearly invisible most of the time, he harbors special emotions. In his eyes, this Daoist is far more important than his own father, the Sect Master.
"You shall die!"
The young man, suspended mid-air, lets out a death-filled roar, sparking a hidden treasure within. A chilling aura filled with death shoots out from his head, transforming into a grand, towering palace emitting an icy and deadly breath, the imposing aura is overwhelming.
"Hmm?"
Feng Qing'an, who initially planned to impale this guy with a sword, suddenly raised his brow, revealing a faint smile,
"Interesting!"
