With a loud bang, the lid of the coffin flew off, and a figure burst out from within.
The person had an androgynous appearance, with blood-red hair that hung down to the waist, seemingly like writhing red tentacles.
Wronged spirits swirled around, emitting piercing, mournful screams.
Barefoot, he landed on the ground, and the brown earth immediately turned a bright red, as if the air itself was filled with a thick scent of blood.
True Immortal Ruyi furrowed his brows; the person before him was somewhat enigmatic, and he wasn't even sure if he could call this being a person. It was as if a mass of blood had taken on human form, devoid of any humanity, seemingly driven by nothing but a pure lust for slaughter and devouring.
A sense of wariness rose in his heart, and he stared fixedly at the other.
At this moment, the ominous figure suddenly opened its eyes, shooting out a crimson light that carried the aura of slaughter and destruction.
