His stare alone made others feel a piercing chill.

Wang Meng stood behind Feng Feiyun and gulped like crazy while whispering: “Uncle, who is that old man? The flesh on his neck is all gone while his clothes probably haven’t been changed in several hundred years. Look at how ashy they are! And what about the worms on his arms?”

Feiyun was still calm. This was a third transformation corpse, so what if a few places on his body were rotten?

He had gained a strand of intelligence after reaching this level! This corpse seemed to remember Feng Feiyun since he had come with the Evil Woman in the past. The light in his eyes disappeared as he continued with his task.

Feiyun and Wang Meng heaved a sigh of relief. The glare of this old corpse was too terrifying.

“Feng Feiyun, come out and accept your death.” Shouts came from outside the station. Beiming Feng was standing outside with a fiery armor....