In the darkness, a gaunt figure appeared, with blackened, clawed fingers. This person wore a mixed-yuan cap adorned with a lotus crown, dressed in an indigo Daoist robe with pipa sleeves, a black and white yin-yang fish pattern at the waist, and the Big Dipper embroidered on the chest and back. His eyes glowed with a strange blood-red light, carrying a peachwood longsword on his back, an eight-trigram mirror at his waist, a tarnished bronze bell in his hand, and even a bundle of vermilion talismans.
If one were to ignore his ferocious appearance and focus solely on his attire, he would undoubtedly appear to be a revered figure of the Daoist sect.
But upon seeing his zombie-like, sinister form, Duncan immediately thought of Master Qianhe, who became a corpse after being bitten by a zombie.
Jingle jingle.
The bell rang again, and the surrounding zombies' eyes glowed with bloodlust, as a black mist enveloped the area, transforming it into an Asura ghost realm.
