Yu Ziqing glanced at the High Priest of the Black Ship and pointed at Fish Bone.
Fish Bone was released, Yu Ziqing then pointed at the empty seat again.
"One by one, now that everyone is here, let's change together."
The High Priest of the Black Ship was the first to sit in the empty seat, waiting for inspection. As the dim light illuminated, his body began to turn transparent.
Yu Ziqing reached out once more, guiding his tattoo to extend his hand and grasp the head of the High Priest from behind.
There was no black mist spilling from the seams of the High Priest's skull; for now, it seemed normal.
The Black Ship Saints came one by one.
After a busy day, the High Priest's complexion was so dark it almost dripped with black water.
Including Fish Bone, a total of six Black Ship Saints were affected, along with one who had not rotated to the frontline recently and had been busy at the bottom of the ship, being the most affected.
