C199 White Bone Bodhisattva

At this point, it was impossible for Qi Mo to believe in him.

Faith was a subtle influence that could not be trusted.

He could not lie to himself.

The black coffin let out a sigh.

To be honest, Qi Mo didn't feel much despair. Despair was the most useless emotion at this moment.

He took out his own furnace.

He used his hand seal.

The furnace became extremely huge