Compared to ten years ago, that dark half of the body had expanded even further.
What had originally been eroded only halfway had now already spread to more than two-thirds.
Those black currents of Demonic Qi surged out unceasingly from that half of the body, condensing in midair into one Demon Fire Monster after another, then flying outward.
Lu Qing walked to the front of the throne and stopped his steps.
He lifted his head, gazed at that seated figure, and said in a clear voice, "Senior Xuanhua, this junior Lu Qing has come to keep our appointment."
His voice echoed within the vast grand hall, lingering for a long time.
A moment later, that corpse gave a slight tremor.
A wisp of illusory radiance floated out from the corpse, gathering in the air into a semi-transparent figure.
It was the image of a middle-aged man, handsome of face, with open, relaxed features, dressed in a white long robe, his whole body emanating a vast aura of light.
