The Blood Man's face was too mutilated and unrecognizable to display any expression.
Yet from his eyes, one could capture his present joy.
It was as if a hunter had successfully captured its prey.
Tongtai, on the other hand, was expressionless as he walked straight to the coffin.
"Come on... lie inside..."
The Blood Man struggled to slowly rise from the coffin, and as his back left the bottom of the coffin, countless viscous threads of blood were stretched.
During this process, the Blood Man seemed to endure an unbearable pain.
"Mm..."
With a muffled groan, he finally stepped out of the coffin.
The moment he left the coffin, the flesh on his body emitted a sizzling sound and began to rapidly dissolve.
"Hurry... hurry and lie down! Use your time wisely!"
A flash of pain crossed the Blood Man's eyes; he gritted his teeth and urged.
"Okay!"
Tongtai nodded lightly and then, as the Blood Man had told him, lay in the coffin.
"Ha ha! I've finally gotten out!"
"Finally out..."
