Just like the Demon Subduing Lord descending from the heavens, truly the Tai Sui God of the mortal world.
The mystery of incense lies hidden within the thoughts of all beings; worshipping Immortal Gods, it is not to be lightly touched by the mundane. Upon seeing it, one must be awed and bow low.
Yet at this moment, that soaring will and inexhaustible Primordial Spirit was the most terrifying in the world—fearing neither gods nor ghosts. Even if the incense power soared to the heavens, still, it would taint and transform itself into a Divine Demon.
"How can this be!?"
The voices of Qi Delong and Qi Dongqiang sounded simultaneously from that body, laden with deep shock. Their trembling gazes were fixed upon the slowly awakening Zhang Fan, eyes overflowing with disbelief.
Frequently tainted in the flesh by incense power, and yet able to regain clarity!?
"You… who on earth are you!?" Qi Delong cried out in alarm.
