Altar Master of Thousand Illusions (1)
The gray mist dispersed in all directions, like snow meeting sunlight.
The outline of the hidden buildings was revealed.
It was a dilapidated ruin.
In the ruins, a few shadows could be vaguely seen.
As the fog faded, the shadow quickly solidified in front of him.
They turned into strange human figures.
They either lost their heads.
Or his chest and abdomen.
Or their bodies were almost split in half.
..
No matter how one looked at it, they should be a group of cultivators who had died long ago.
But now, their corpses were strangely active.
They wandered among the ruins like mutated zombies.
When the fog faded, the strange corpses that were wandering around immediately stared at the two living creatures closest to them, the Demon Ox Commander and the Ghost Spider.
Judging from its appearance, the Demon Ox Commander's condition was clearly much worse than the Ghost Spider.