Li Muyang stared at the shriveled corpse in the mist, as if questioning.
Since this thing is manifested using him as a template, Li Muyang is quite aware of his own nature.
He would not knowingly face certain defeat, yet do nothing and await death.
Unsprisingly, after Li Muyang said this, the shriveled corpse in the mist fell silent.
It lowered its head, still refusing to turn back and look at Li Muyang.
Yet some kind of chilling force continuously spread out from the mist, converging upon the corpse.
This corpse gradually became ever more eerie and sinister, gradually acquiring the ominous aura that only dead entities from The Peaceful Realms possess.
Seeing this scene, Li Muyang's heart raced, and he suddenly took a step back.
Finally, the corpse in the mist lifted its head.
Its voice also became eerie and strange.
"...Yes, there's one final method."
The corpse turned its head, revealing a cold and twisted dead face before Li Muyang.
