The sudden change stunned everyone.
All eyes snapped in the same direction. They saw a small, childlike figure slowly walking out of the rift torn open by the Yinshi Evil King. He looked like a child of seven or eight. If one ignored his unnaturally ashen-blue skin, he was actually quite adorable. However, his eyes of stark black and white held an abnormal eeriness. A purple sigil was branded on the center of his brow, making his aura even more strange and unpredictable, as if he were shrouded in mist.
The Yinshi Evil King was prostrate on the ground, staring at the child with a look of terror in his eyes. "It's you! How can you be here?"
His expression was one of pure horror, his mind a complete blank. The child before him was none other than the Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect!
The Burial Fiend King!
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