"That eerie corpse?!"
Ye Hanjun's eyes twitched. Wasn't this the coffin containing Mu Yi Hanba? His purpose indeed involved his own kind.
About this pretender of death, actually an alive mutant Hanba, Ye Hanjun had various questions he intended to ask the Corpse Dragon Matriarch.
But he hadn't found the chance to inquire, having just sparred with Mang Hao, he was teleported here, now only able to be manipulated, facing an extremely perilous situation.
"Deep Red told me, you have the scent of your kind on you, and 'dead' smell as well."
The lips of the Hanba gently moved, an evil eye atop its head first targetted Ye Hanjun, then turned towards Ye Liuying, Mu Shoucong:
"You have it too, but not as rich as his."
"From the information I've gathered, you must be surnamed Ye, descendants of the Asura King, also of the newly ascended Crown Rank 'Womb Death God'..."
"You!!"
Mu Shoucong choked up, completely unable to respond.
