"Kid, you're courting death!" Su Pei's expression suddenly turned a bit gloomy.
He snapped his fingers, and immediately, a man without hair, eyebrows, or beard rushed out from behind him.
The man was barefoot, his clothes were open, and his skin was a ghastly white.
His bald head and neck were etched with densely packed, complex black lines, marking him as Su Pei's lifebound corpse.
'Whoosh!'
Su Pei's lifebound corpse threw a punch at Lou Yi, producing a sharp sound as it sliced through the air.
"This kid is doomed, Su Pei's lifebound corpse broke through to become a spirit corpse four years ago.
After years of cultivation and sacrifice, it's probably not far from becoming an iron corpse!"
"You're right, look at that plum blossom mark on its chest, the third petal is already taking shape..."
The crowd was abuzz, but their opinions were surprisingly consistent.
All believed that Lou Yi was no match for Su Pei's lifebound corpse.
