"If you don't want to reveal your true form, I shall tear off this skin of yours and see what kind of mountain spirit or wild ghost you are."
As he spoke, he stepped forward three times in succession.
With the first step, cracks appeared on the skin of the Fake Incense Fire Taoist.
With the second step, the skin of the Fake Incense Fire Taoist, like an old tree, began to shed its bark in patches.
With the third step, the skin completely shattered, and the Fake Incense Fire Taoist revealed his true form.
He was a man whose body was covered in faces.
The faces varied; male and female, old and young, some beautiful and handsome, others ugly and grotesque.
These faces on a single body appeared extremely bizarre.
"Is it really like this?"
Zhou Xuan could not help but pinch his nose; he felt a bit nauseous.
