"Damn it, how did you find me?" The shadow scrambled up from the ground, revealing its true form.
He was a young man clad in a black robe, his face pale, lips purple, eyes blood-red and fierce as if ready to devour someone.
On his left cheek, there was a scorpion tattoo inked in black, lifelike, taking up almost the entire left side of his face.
As his facial muscles shifted, the scorpion seemed to wriggle continually, appearing quite terrifying.
Lou Yi naturally couldn't be bothered to answer that question.
And at the forefront of the disciples, Du Xing loudly scolded, "You evil person, committing countless atrocities, harming the populace.
Today, we from the Corpse-Driving Sect are here to bring you to justice as a warning to others!"
The moment when they encountered the evil cultivator, a towering figure appeared beside each disciple present.
