A figure as solid as a stone statue!
A green light swept across from the black fog. In an instant, Xiao Chen was thrown back, avoiding a perilous blow. His entire body tensed, the Gang Qi seeping from his fingertips, the sparkling radiance nearly turned his palms transparent, and he was already prepared for battle.
The black fog roiled as the stone-like figure slowly rotated. What initially seemed lifeless gradually pulsated with signs of life. This was a youth in his twenties with a tall stature. His face was somewhat pale as if rarely exposed to the sunlight. He exuded a sickly aura.
"Who are you?" Xiao Chen asked.
"And who are you?" the sickly youth retorted.
Xiao Chen calmed himself down. This tall and sickly-looking youth, who must be a human, was probably cultivating earlier. His unique cultivating method made his vitality ebb, which almost made him seem lifeless.
