In the void, the old man—his location unknown—brought the skewer of candied hawthorn to his mouth and bit one off.
The moment the candied hawthorn entered his mouth, something terrifying happened.
The hole Lin Hao had pierced through the old man's body healed in an instant.
Not only that, but the old man's skeletal body became considerably fuller.
The next moment, the old man abruptly vanished.
Lin Hao's heart leaped as he swiftly dodged to the side.
Even so, Lin Hao felt a sharp pain in his right arm.
He could even feel liquid trickling down his arm.
Needless to say, Lin Hao was injured.
This was unthinkable.
Lin Hao's body was incredibly durable; even ordinary Spiritual Artifacts couldn't harm it. Yet now, he had been wounded by the skewer of candied hawthorn in the old man's hand.
The old man gave Lin Hao no time to react, lunging at him once more.
At this moment, Lin Hao's focus was absolute; he dared not relax for even an instant.
