Pei Chunyu had a smile on his face and was already prepared to make a move - he was going to grab Su Zimo's storage bag the moment the black palm dissipated.
But right then, the rumbling sound of a tsunami surged out from the black palm that was in midair, roaring with a terrifying aura!
Crack! Crack! Crack!
A thin crack appeared on the surface of the black palm, growing bigger and clearer!
Swoosh!
Through the pitch-black malevolent aura, a blood-red light that flickered with lightning burst out from within. It was eye-catching and split the black palm into two as a figure leaped out.
Psst!
Everyone shuddered and their eyeballs constricted with disbelief when they caught sight of that figure.
"How is that possible?!"
Pei Chunyu lost his composure and exclaimed.
It wasn't anybody else, but Su Zimo whom everyone had thought to be dead!
His green robes were completely corroded by the malevolent aura.