The bow and arrow felt like an extension of his body. His senses instantly locked onto the Qi Seal he had left on the old man.
And at that very moment, a figure had already risen from the spot where the old man had fallen.
He Tou twisted its neck and raised its head. Its skull, which had been completely shattered, was now fully restored.
The white mist no longer emanated from its head, and its previously weakened state had vanished.
Beneath Elder Life Crane, a mass of veins and blood vessels extended from the base of He Tou's neck, frantically devouring the flesh and blood of the corpses.
Elder Life Crane's expression was impassive, but his gaze was also fixed on Yang An.
"Hahahaha! Old man! We almost died! That was so scary!"
He Tou launched into its familiar taunts, its vigor completely restored. Its gaze toward Yang An was filled with contempt.
"Indeed. We almost went to join Wild Forbidden, hehe."
Elder Life Crane let out a cold chuckle, his gaze never leaving Yang An.
