"Kakakaka!"
As his words fell, Heavenly Corpse Old Man's body surged with gray currents, and his withered body rapidly inflated. His bones crackled loudly, and in just a breath's time, he went from the appearance of a gaunt old man to nearly ten feet tall, with blue-gray skin, sharp teeth, and bulging muscles like a humanoid monster. His aura was so formidable that even Mo Junling gave him a sideways glance.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man had turned himself into a zombie to possess a prolonged lifespan. After centuries of arduous cultivation and rarely making a move, he was nevertheless one of the top masters in the Evil Sect's Demon Gate by strength!
"Mo Junling, if you want to kill me, then come and try!"
Su Changkong's gaze fixed on Mo Junling, and he spoke coldly before falling towards the wilderness below. Neither of them was a true Martial Saint relying on their inherent ability to fly; they would find it harder to exert their full strength in aerial combat.