"Such dense death qi!" Zuo Ci gasped. As a master of Taoism, he naturally recognized the grey smoke drifting above the ancient well; it was all death qi.
The reason it sometimes manifested as a demon, sometimes as a devil, and sometimes as a Buddha was primarily due to the immense power the deceased possessed in life. Even countless years after death, the generated death qi could still retain their living appearance.
At this moment, Zuo Ci's calm expression subtly turned grave, his eyes filled with shock.
He couldn't believe what was hidden inside this ancient well.
But one thing was certain: the opportunity the Red Dragon Immortal had acquired was obtained from this ancient well.
I have to go down and take a look! Zuo Ci muttered to himself. A strong curiosity welled up within him. He lightly waved his horsetail whisk, scattering three thousand rays of light that enveloped the ancient well, forming a formation-breaking technique.
BOOM!
