Everyone, what could make Little White refer to something as "everyone"?
In midair, a black coffin flew by with great speed. This coffin was truly enormous, measuring a full ten meters in length and three meters wide.
A coffin, flying?
With a thud, the coffin smashed down onto the mountaintop. The immense force caused all the poisonous insects on the mountain's peak to collapse and their venomous blood to spill everywhere.
The master sitting on the bluestone suddenly darkened his face, "You old undying thing, every time you come, you have to smash my treasures; are you trying to provoke me?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the lid of the coffin creaked open, and a person flew out from the giant coffin.
This person was enveloped in the aura of death, void of any vitality, with stiff eyes filled with a tinge of bloodthirsty red and covered in black hair.
Hei Jiang!
