Su Ming had studied ancient records in the Sect Library and recognized the property. Just like Mystical Flames, there were Mystical Waters. Among them, River Styx Water was particularly sinister. It was said to embody the laws of death and decay, corroding whatever it touched.
Chen Wuhen had tempered his body with this mystical water, fusing its death energy directly into his flesh and bone. He was practically an undying corpse clad in human skin.
Chen Wuhen noticed Su Ming's gaze and grinned savagely.
"You took my full blow earlier and only coughed a bit of blood," Chen Wuhen said, his tongue running across his pale lips in feverish greed. "What kind of secret are you hiding, young Peak Master?"
"You have destroyed several of my vessels, but I do not mind. Once I tear your soul from your body, your flesh will become my new vessel! With your body and my foundation, I will have another peerless Vessel?"
Chen Wuhen raised the Blood Moon Sabre high above his head.
