Chapter 880: 3-Level Cellar
"I died... I actually died, hahaha..."
Seventh Master Tian laughed and laughed, then burst into tears.
There were no tear glands in his hollow eye sockets, what flowed out was blood.
No matter who it is, knowing they’ve long been dead and turned into a tool, their mood would not be good.
But Seventh Master Tian’s expression soon turned vicious: "But, I was a Tomb Guardian when I lived, and I’m still a Tomb Guardian in death!"
The body pinned to the wall by a black Light Sword immediately began to melt, turning into a viscous gray-black mist, merging into the surrounding environment.
Then a young man who bore some resemblance to Seventh Master Tian emerged from the Slumber Mist, this should be Seventh Master Tian in his younger days.
Seventh Master Tian touched his face, squeezed his biceps, and said to Wen Wen with intoxication: "I really have to thank you, if I hadn’t realized I’m already dead, I could never have returned to such a perfect form, nor realized how strong I truly am."
"Now I’m no longer a blind old man, but at the peak..."
"No, I’m better than even my peak, all the Slumber Mist in Muyuan Community is my strength..."
"You simply can’t understand how powerful I am now."