Candle Dragon, Nine-Headed Dragon!

Su Ming’s heart trembled. He had used his divine sense to check the skeleton and used his eyes to verify that it had been dead for many years. His body had also completely dried up.

When his wrist was grabbed by the skeleton, a huge storm stirred up in his heart, and as he stood there completely stunned, he almost forgot about the ferocious beasts that were charging towards him with those incessant roars.

This sudden accident that happened completely out of his expectations made Su Ming’s pupils shrink.

"I found… the third… he’s at… Eternal…"

A faint, dark light glowed in the skeleton’s eyes, but before he could even finish speaking his sentence, that light immediately became dull and disappeared. The dried up hand that held onto Su Ming’s wrist also fell to the floor.