Right as Han Li and Mo Guang arrived at the entrance of the room, the former suddenly stopped cold in his tracks as his body shuddered violently.0

"What's wrong, Fellow Daoist Han?" Mo Guang hurriedly asked.1

Han Li offered no response. At this moment, a layer of gray light had emerged over his eyes, and his facial muscles were beginning to spasm, indicating that he was enduring some type of severe pain.0

Immediately thereafter, his entire body began to tremble, while his complexion turned deathly pale.0

For some reason, the baleful qi in his immortal acupoints had suddenly begun to churn violently in an uncontrollable fashion.0

All of a sudden, bursts of inky-black baleful qi began to erupt out of his body, and they were flailing around like devilish tentacles, causing the surrounding air temperature to plummet.0

"Let's go in the room first," Mo Guang said, and Han Li pushed the door open before making his way inside.0

Could it be that my baleful decay is rearing its head again? What a terrible time for this to happen... 3

It had...0