In the darkness.
Wu Xiaode clung to the bronze pillar with one hand and rested for a moment.
Huff... huff...
He gasped heavily a few times and waited until his breathing steadied before looking around.
Silence reigned in the darkness.
Everything seemed to have gone according to plan.
Wu Xiaode did a one-arm pull-up, lifting his body and pressing it against the bronze pillar.
Next, he needed to climb upwards.
Just as he was about to make a move, he suddenly saw the Evil Spirit Book quietly open, frantically refreshing with lines of small bronze text:
"Immune."
"Immune."
"Immune."
"... ..."
Line after line of "Immune" rapidly zipped across the pages.
"Stop! No need to keep refreshing, just tell me what I'm immune to?"
Wu Xiaode asked.
A new line of small bronze text emerged on the pages:
"Due to your title 'Ghostly King', you're immune to the current Evil Transformation corruption."
Evil Transformation...
But there was nothing on the entire bronze pillar!
