At the last moment before dispersing, he was absorbed into the Ghost Realm by the Old Demon Child.
Now he has also been refined into a Chong Ghost by the Old Demon Child.
"Jiang...Feng."
Uncle Fu grimaced, his voice sounded like metal scraping against the floor, extremely unpleasant and grating, impossible for others to understand, but the Old Demon Child understood it clearly.
"It's actually him. How dare he flee from the Dragon Capital! Rest in peace, I will avenge you."
The Old Demon Child was caught off guard.
He waved his hand casually.
Uncle Fu's figure entered the black fog above his head, and any last trace of consciousness seemed to be erased by him, turning into a Chong Ghost under his control, devoid of thought.
"Master, who exactly killed Senior Brother?"
A scar-faced master in the Innate Elemental Realm asked.
