Chen Shi and Yu Lingzi felt as though the hair all over their bodies was growing wildly, itching fiercely. They quickly turned to look, only to see a blood-soaked Daoist crawling out of the courtyard, using hands and feet, and heading toward Green Sheep Palace, following Uncle Wen.
"Uncle Zhuo!" Yu Lingzi was startled.
He was not a master disciple but came from under the tutelage of a Daoist named Chai. Due to his exceptional talent, he was called Daoist. Chai Daoist's status was not high, nor was his Daoist practice significant, being stuck in the God Refining Realm for years. Yu Lingzi had a vast number of uncles and senior apprentices, numbering nearly a hundred.
Uncle Zhuo, who was very old, already seventy-two, had shed his entire skin, crawling on the ground!
Behind Uncle Zhuo, over ten Daoists crawled out, also blood-soaked, without clothes or skin!
