Yang Zhen... How terrifying?
The Ghost Pill Master suddenly burst into hearty laughter. His black cloak billowed without wind, creating a roaring sound. His body seemed as hollow as air, emanating a chillingly eerie aura.
"Is Yang Zhen really that terrifying? It seems you haven't seen what I'm capable of. I'm a bit excited to see what kind of thrill Yang Zhen can bring me."
At this point, the Ghost Pill Master's voice grew murkier as he mumbled, "How many years has it been? I've forgotten how many years it's been since I last felt this thrill. Life... is so dull."
Fang Zhongjian looked at the Ghost Pill Master with shock and uncertainty. This guy was truly a madman. No one could predict his thoughts. His constant mood swings, especially when refining elixirs, were downright chilling.
Seeing the Ghost Pill Master's demeanor, Feng Lingqiao's expression grew even more worried as her eyes nervously darted towards the direction of Heavenly Snow Holy Domain's people.
