At this moment, his face became flushed with blood, and his eyebrows carried a sense of dominance.
"Old man, you really can't wait any longer. What a useless thing, forcing me to kill you with my own hands..."
The words were spoken very calmly, as if there was no emotion, seemingly so indifferent and rightfully so.
From the aura surrounding him, Qian Yue could see that the previous grave soil was just their disguise. This was their proven identity.
"Why have the corpse spirits from You Ning's Immortal Realm gotten involved?"
This was the first question Qian Yue asked herself upon seeing the true face of the middle-aged man.
Just as the Corpse Spirit King punched the old monster, which was disguised as his father, to death.
Because Qian Hua, who was pressed to the ground by Qian Yue after falling due to the stubborn stone, had woken up.
"Qian Yue, what is going on here."
