"No, no..."
"How could this happen..."
The Venerable Lord's face showed a look of fear.
In his panic, he waved his arms, the mana within him erupted, and black dragon serpents emerged from his body, launching wide-range random attacks in all directions.
But as he waved his arms, chunks of skin fell off his body.
His long hair suddenly fell out, revealing a faintly visible ghostly white on the top of his skull.
The muscles all over his body emitted steaming heat.
"Not bad... this is..."
"The power of shadows?"
"Quite interesting..."
A soft voice sounded by his ear.
The Venerable Lord was taken aback, and the scene before his eyes suddenly changed.
This place was no longer a paradise, but back in mid-air just now.
The moon remained, the night wind chilly.
Only...
He was holding a corpse in his hands.
It was one of his subordinates.
The Venerable Lord turned his head sharply and saw a figure in white sitting calmly on the sedan chair that originally belonged to him.
