"How should the payment be made? Spirit Stones?" Zuo Mjun asked bravely.
He had been fighting these terrible Evil Spirits for so long, he was already frightened out of his wits. Death Spirits were even more terrifying than Illusion Spirits.
Illusion Spirits attacked in a relatively gentle manner, not fatal.
Death Spirits, however, were lethal from the moment they struck.
"To me, Spirit Stones are just worthless stones. If you want to enter the Underground City, each person must pay a thousand years of lifespan. You only need to touch a single strand of my gray mist."
From the Death Spirit's horn, thick billows of gray mist hung down like hair.
Every strand was as delicate as a thread.
Sss~!
Many people gasped. So many strands, with at least over ten thousand of them. Just touch one, and you'll instantly lose a thousand years.
Who dares to face it?
