The arriving monk was Kong Xuan!
He appeared expressionless, walking through the air!
Skulls were strung together by long cords, curled into one loop after another, hanging around his neck.
There were simply too many skulls; even after coiling in loops, they exceeded Kong Xuan's height.
Thus, he hovered in the sky, preventing the skulls from touching the ground.
Yet even with Kong Xuan suspended in the sky, walking through the air, the linked skulls nearly scraped the ground.
He looked no different from a devil emerging from Hell.
"The skulls could probably pile up into a mountain, is this monk truly a monk?"
"He doesn't look like a monk at all, more like a devil!"
"Who is this monk? He looks so familiar!"
"Seems like he's from Dongzhou, always following Yang Yan around!"
"It's really him. What kind of mission test did he go through, having killed so many people!"
