The rainforest, a blood-soaked muddy ground, white chill rising, curling and lingering in veils, a hazy mist shrouding eight Ice Coffins.
Tang Yushang was shocked and said, "The same as you!"
Qin Ming's eyes were clear as glass, staring straight ahead.
In this special great era, Heavenly Immortals had long since vanished from sight, becoming pure legend.
Yet now, here in this blood-mud field, someone was actually using a Heavenly Immortal for experiments.
The human-form being inside the coffin was wrapped in golden silk, with Jade Light flowing over it, like wearing a Golden Silk Jade Robe, very similar to Qin Ming's current state.
At first sight, how could Tang Yushang not be shocked?
Qin Ming himself was lost in thought, brows deeply furrowed, staring there for a long time without speaking.
Could it be that this Heavenly Immortal, like him, had mastered some special Miao Technique, and that there was some hidden connection between the two?
