The "Burial Body" will was speechless: "..."
Soon, Zhang Lingzhen's spine carbonized and shattered, but none of the broken bones dissipated. Instead, they floated among the ashes, forming a pattern like a planetary debris belt, circling around Ah-Gui's skeleton.
Each bone fragment seemed to refract a glass-like luster, subtly outlining some sort of prohibited secret mark.
The ashes raged wildly, a terrifying breath constantly spreading, and now the entire classroom was like an erupting volcano, turbulent airwaves carrying smoke and dust out of the door, almost igniting Class 18 of Group C into the brightest bonfire in the Dark Forest!
In another part of the Teaching Building, the "Ashen Apostle·Fireman" was tracing this breath, constantly approaching here. It was like branding iron that had been reheated and was now cooling, with a body somewhat incomplete.
"Ashes... I crave... ashes..." It growled deeply, a frenzy and desire apparent in its eyes.
