With trepidation, Jiang Fan stepped through the red light screen with Yu Peiyuan's support.
Step by step, he walked forward.
By the time he reached the throne, with the help of the Fifth-grade Spirit Pill, his inner strength had been restored by sixty percent.
The person on the throne was finally clear to see.
It was a Divinity Transformation Venerable, with a dim halo on the back of his head, his body exuding a foul odor, as if beginning to rot.
He slowly opened his eyes, which were also very cloudy, like those of an old man.
But there was an undisguisable joy in his eyes:
"Congratulations, on becoming the champion of the Linyin Hunting."
"You can receive three rewards."
"First, an Ancient Token."
"Second, a Spirit Pill from the Heaven Furnace."
"Third, a set of Corpse Carving Cultivation Technique."
There was no hint of excitement in Jiang Fan's eyes; he simply stared at the Divinity Transformation Venerable in front of him and said, "Senior, may I ask you a question?"
