Chapter 101: To Die in the Human Way
The young man in the blood mist was covered in gray patches, his body seeming as if it were composed of dust.
Only his forehead, eyes, and bridge of his nose still faintly showed the color of human skin.
Everywhere else appeared as if shrouded in a thick layer of ash.
Yet the young man had not noticed this, because his attention was drawn by a voice.
This young man was none other than Bai Wu.
Going through the experience of a plane crash, falling below the blood-red sea of clouds, he should be dead in a sense.
But though dead, he wasn't completely gone.
Bai Wu's life, at the very moment it should have completely ceased to exist, was somehow suspended between life and death by a formidable power.
The hearty laughter did not seem to fit the simple and honest look in the eyes of the man, but if a mask were placed over the face of this person—
Bai Wu would probably find him very familiar.
He looked at the person and noticed many of the same "grays" on his body as on his own.