"First, take him back. Maybe someday we'll find a way to resurrect him. By then, having a real immortal around to lend a hand won't be a bad thing."
Looking at the immortal's corpse on the ground, True Monarch of Pure Origin and Mysterious Dao spoke.
As the Plague Department God, even with only a corpse left, he's not to be underestimated.
If left unchecked or not stored using specific methods, if a ghost were to take possession, it would wreak havoc in the human world.
Sun Yan nodded and then attempted to lift Zhu Tianlin's body to carry it away.
As long as Zhu Tianlin's body is not here, the strange occurrences in the small town will return to normal.
But just as Sun Yan took hold of Zhu Tianlin's body.
A single eye suddenly opened on his chest, its crimson pupil fixed coldly on Sun Yan.
At that moment, it felt like a bolt of lightning pierced Sun Yan's consciousness, immobilizing his entire divine soul in place, unable to move.
